Chapter 179: The strength of the top masters
The little fat man Shen Lijia and the caterpillar Mao Maoyu, the two enemies, may have made a big joke from God, and they actually let them meet again in the martial arts competition.
Of course, almost everyone believes that Yu Mao Mao (Mao Mao Yu) is a sure winner.
Not to mention his brutal and bloody methods, his murderous and unblinking style, even if it is compared to his physical condition, he will win.
Shen Lijia was too seriously injured in the preliminaries, even if he was healed by a senior magician, even if he rested for a few days, he was still covered in bandages.
It's just that the spirit is not bad, and the little fat man and Mao Maoyu are not falling behind at all.
"Presumptuous! Shut up, sit down honestly! Whoever makes any more noise will be driven out of the field immediately!"
The samurai who maintained order warned loudly, and the two living treasures had to sit down indignantly, without looking at anyone.
Hua Duxiu smiled bitterly.
Two days ago, I sat at a table and drank, but today it was at one o'clock, and it was really faster than turning a book.
These two are neurotics.
Young Master Hua successfully advanced to the quarterfinals, and it was still early in the morning, and the referee announced that he would continue to compete in the second game.
Yun Zhongshui and Zhao Buzhu played.
If the first game led by Young Master Hua was mediocre and not exciting (referring to the battle scene alone, the emotional tearing drama is super joyful), then the game of Yunzhongshui can be described as exciting.
The water in the clouds, that is, the newly acquired brother of Ah Shui, young master Hua, is like a sharp arrow that rushes to the sky, and like a rhinoceros running wildly, just advancing, just attacking, not knowing how to retreat, not knowing how to defend.
Completely unstoppable.
His swordsmanship realm is not super high, at most the "sword qi release" Xiaocheng realm, but his sword intent is too strong.
Who would have thought that a thin child, like a malnourished child, with a sword in his hand, could bloom with such a shining momentum.
And Zhao Buzhu is an all-rounder.
Offensive and defending, experienced, sword pharaoh.
His realm is slightly higher than the water in the clouds, and his internal strength is also more abundant.
When the two first fought, although it was Yunzhongshui attacking and Zhao Buzhu defending, they couldn't see which was stronger or weaker for a while.
Chess against opponents.
After two quarters of an hour, strength and weakness began to show.
Zhao Buzhu is strong, and the water in the clouds is weak.
Strong is strong in internal strength, weak is weak in unsustainable.
Shen Lijia whispered: "I'm afraid that the little thin man is going to lose? brother-in-law, the little thin man is defeated, and your opponent in the top eight is Zhao Buzhu." β
Hua Duxiu smiled and shook her head confidently:
"No, Ah Shui can definitely win. β
Shen Lijia was stunned: "Why can't I see it?"
Hua Duxiu said: "Don't worry, Brother Ah Shui has learned well, and he has been hiding his exquisite sword intent. β
As Hua Duxiu said, the water in the clouds is testing Zhao Buzhu's bottom line.
Although he is gradually at a disadvantage, Zhao Buzhu is getting stronger and stronger, but the attacking side is still in the clouds, and the defensive side is still Zhao Buzhu.
Tactically, gradually inferior.
But at the battle level, the water in the clouds has always suppressed Zhao Buzhu.
That's the key.
Those who take the initiative to attack will always have more room for choice than those who are passively defensive.
It seems that he noticed that Zhao Buzhu's hole cards were used, and the water sword in the cloud changed sharply, and suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance!
It was the sunlight that flashed from the incomparably fast blade.
The sunlight mixed with his sword qi made it impossible to distinguish, and it was bright in all directions, and it was terrifying from the eyes to the heart.
Almost instantly, the water in the clouds seemed to change a person.
is also attacking, before, there was still a rule in the clouds, and it was just a move to predict and take the lead.
And now, his sword seems to be simply about attacking and killing.
I don't care what moves, what is the first move, what is the second move.
It's just indomitable, and it doesn't care if it's a papier-mΓ’chΓ© tiger or a steel fortress in front of you.
It's unstoppable.
Zhao Buzhu panicked in his heart, and he had to forcibly defend himself, but the sword in the water in the clouds had already flown in front of him with huge power.
It's too fast.
This little thin man, the speed is too fast to deal with.
One move, the winner has already been divided.
Cho Buzhu's right shoulder was pierced.
The whole right arm hung down weakly, but it was definitely not life-threatening.
Yun Zhongshui relieved him of the threat, turned to him and smiled faintly:
"Agreed, senior brother. β
Zhao Buzhu swallowed his saliva and whispered, "No, no." β
Both men were sweating profusely.
Zhao Buzhu was overly frightened for a moment, and he sweated.
The water in the clouds is slightly weaker, and a lot of sweat has been shed under the long battle.
The result was already obvious, and the audience burst into deafening shouts.
Obviously, the succession of this game was much more than many viewers expected.
Obviously, Zhao Buzhu stood firmly on the upper hand, but in an instant, the water in the clouds was like a sword god possessed, the sword was fierce and terrifying, and the last sword seriously injured the opponent.
This thin, weak, and inconspicuous water in the clouds is definitely not a good stubble!
Soon, the referee announced the result of the match, and both men went to rest.
After this game, the time was close to four o'clock in the afternoon, and the referee announced that the morning game was over, and all lunches were rested.
In a certain guest room, the master of the water in the clouds, the head of the Tianyun Sword Sect, looked at the water in the clouds with a questioning face.
"Ah Shui, you can win quickly, why are you delaying it for so long?"
"If you are like this, it is equivalent to needlessly showing a lot of hole cards, and your opponent will be prepared for the later duel. β
Yun Zhongshui lowered his head and said, "In the next game, I can't win." β
Yun Zhangmen was stunned: "Can't win?" You know your true strength best, and you can't lose easily." β
Who is the next enemy of water in the clouds?
It's Hua Duxiu, Master Hua.
In the order of the matchups, the winners of the first two games will determine the first semi-finalist.
Yun Zhongshui didn't want to say more, but shook his head slightly.
Yun Zhangmen said: "Hua Duxiu did win against you a year ago, and even won against Ah Hai. But that was a year ago, and you have been reborn in the past year, especially the strong sword intent, not to mention an ordinary young man, that is, a second-generation disciple in the sect, there are not many people who can compare with you. β
The water in the clouds still bowed his head and remained silent.
That's the kind of character he is.
Don't love words.
Only in the jousting arena, if he has a sword in his hand, will he be full of confidence.
But now, he even said that he couldn't win the next game?
What about his self-confidence?
"Ah Shui, the best result of our Tianyun Sword Sect in the history of the Martial Arts Conference is the top eight. You're in the quarterfinals now, and you can make history if you win again. β
"And our Tianyun Sword Sect will also raise its eyebrows and raise its status in the entire Mobei Martial Arts, and even I can make a request to apply to join the Standing Committee of the Martial Arts Conference. β
"Do you know how much weight this weighs?"
Yun Zhongshui nodded.
The weight of this is very heavy.
All the sects that participate in the martial arts conference are considered members of the organizing committee of the martial arts conference.
However, the rules of the competition, the arrangement of the schedule, and the division of places for the next competition are all controlled by the giants of the Standing Committee.
Ji Zong is a member of the Standing Committee.
If Yun Zhongshui can enter the top four in this conference, the Cloud Sect Master will dare to apply to the giants.
Whether it can be done or not, another story.
As long as he applies to join the Standing Committee, he already has the weight of Mobei Martial Arts in the eyes of the giants.
Sect Master Yun looked at the water in the clouds: "Ah Shui, you will do your best, right?"
Yun Zhongshui nodded: "I will do my best, but it is useless." β
Sect Master Yun frowned.
I love to listen to it as much as I can, but ...... Didn't work?
You haven't fought yet, and you say it's useless?
Yun Zhongshui raised his head, looked at the Yun Sect Master's eyes and said:
"I can make progress today, in fact, it is all due to Hua Duxiu's advice to me last year. β
Sect Master Yun was taken aback: "What? What did he call you? When did he ......?"
Halfway through speaking, Sect Master Yun remembered.
"That's what he came for?"
Yun Zhongshui nodded: "Others are very good." β
The expression on Sect Master's face changed.
He originally thought that Yun Zhongshui would hate Hua Duxiu very much, and even because of his defeat to Hua Duxiu, Ah Shui would move forward in cultivation and advance by leaps and bounds, in order to take revenge one day.
Unexpectedly, the root cause of Ah Shui's transformation turned out to be that Hua Duxiu took the initiative to come to the door.
Sect Master Yun got up and patted Ah Shui on the shoulder:
"Let's go, the afternoon session is about to start, take a good look. After all, such a great opportunity is only available once in five years. β
In fact, entering the second stage of the competition, the time is even more uncertain.
If the fight is too long, it is okay to fight one fight a day.
If you do it quickly, you can play it all the way until the sun sets.
And, ignoring the disability, you have to play when it's your turn.
If you can't fight, you will admit defeat.
That's the rule of the top 16.
The first game of the afternoon was a duel between Hai Lu and Bao Yibao.
Hai Slaughter comes from the Sandstorm Gate, and is known as the number one master among the younger generation in the army.
Not to mention Bao Yibao, the leader among the third-generation disciples of the Leopard King Sect, is rumored to be a popular candidate for the future head heir.
The two of them fought fiercely, and the scene was very beautiful.
The sea kills the knife, and the knife technique is completely in the style of the army, opening and closing, violent and domineering.
Bao Yibao made a fist, and his boxing style was fierce and domineering, as thick as a mountain, and as shocking as thunder.
The entire martial arts arena was greatly damaged, and the sword qi and fist strength destroyed the loess full of vertical and horizontal ravines.
After fighting fiercely for an hour, after all, Bao Yibao was better, defeated the sea slaughter, and won the victory.
It is not difficult for him to win, but it is not easy to say that it is not easy.
It's not difficult to say, because his strength is indeed above the sea slaughter.
After all, Hai Lu is a samurai in the army, and in terms of fighting alone and in the realm of martial arts, he is a cut worse than Bao Yibao.
It's not easy to say, it's Bao Yibao who is deliberately restraining himself and trying not to show the top boxing skills of the Leopard King Gate.
It is necessary to win, but also to ensure that future opponents do not see through the hole cards.
If he wants to win quickly, Bao Yibao will do his best, and he may be able to win in less than half an hour.
In the second game, it was Xiangzong's disciple Xiangjishi, who faced off against Gaozong and Gaowangren.
Sanji is a weird person, he likes to stand upside down when he fights with others, and he uses his legs to make fists, which is extremely weird.
Gao Wangren is even more of a weirdo.
The preliminaries where he appeared ended very quickly.
Young Master Hua was in the rest tent outside the competition at the time, and he couldn't see the game with his own eyes, so he happened to observe it carefully this time.
The race is on.
Sanji took off his shoes and socks, accelerated his run, charged, and swooped forward at a distance of more than a foot from the high king, and smashed a somersault towards the high king!
What are Gao Wangren doing?
He squatted on the ground, as if he was a little afraid of the heat and the sun.
The whole person was curled up there, cowering.
It's like a little monkey cub.
All the audience sweated.
Sanji's right foot has stepped down hard.
Maybe he knew that the Gao Wangren killing array was very fast, and Sanji's first move was a killing move, with great momentum, and the right foot he stepped on was like the top of a strange mountain, with the power of ten thousand jun.
Gao Wangren raised his head slightly and looked at Sanji's big feet.
His feet had turned dark.
The realm of "copper skin and iron bones" is indestructible and as fierce as a steel sledgehammer.
"You're going to step on me?"
"If you step on a sword, your foot will be pierced...... It hurts. β
At the moment when Sanji's big foot stepped on the head of the high king, there was an extra sword in the hand of the high king.
An unsheathed sword.
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