The people in the audience looked at the people who were squeezed out.

"It's Wang Lin, a disciple at the peak of the eightfold bone refining, comparable to the strength of the first to enter the ninefold. ”

"Then Su Yi is afraid that he is going to lose this game. ”

"Wang Lin is famous for his fast sword among us, and this Su Yi is afraid that it will be difficult for him. ”

Su Yi looked at Wang Lin who walked on stage and remembered the information about him.

Wang Lin, the eightfold bone refiner, was too upright, and once relied on a fast sword to survive thirty rounds when competing with Chu Xiong, one of the ordinary top ten disciples.

Wang Lin walked up to Su Yi and clenched his fists: "Please." ”

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and then returned the salute: "Please." ”

Because Su Yi was not sure of the gap between himself and Wang Lin, he thought that he would respond to all changes with the same, and he did not take the lead.

Wang Lin pulled out his long sword, and saw that Su Yi did not make a move, nor did he attack, and the two were in a stalemate.

"What are these two people doing? ”

"It's going to feel like it's going to be a long time. ”

The people in the audience watched the stalemate between the two and couldn't help but speak.

"Why doesn't this Wang Lin move!" Su Yi felt that his nervous sweat was dripping from his head.

"The challenger shouldn't strike first, and when Su Yi makes a move, I'm fighting back. Wang Lin thought to himself, smiled and nodded at Su Yi.

Su Yi saw Wang Lin nodding, confused, and kept complaining: "Shouldn't he be waiting for me to make a move?"

After waiting for a few minutes, the two did not move.

The people on the stage are not in a hurry, but the people in the audience are in a hurry. Many people left one after another, and some people were scolding.

Zhang Lin fanned his face with his hand, feeling that his mouth was about to smoke: "Ye Hao, what do you say is wrong with these two people? ”

Ye Hao wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "I see, Su Yi is not sure if he can win, Wang Lin is pure uprightness, Wang Lin used to be like this when he competed in martial arts, the opponent did not move, he did not move." ”

Zhang Lin was surprised: "There are still such fools? ”

Not far away, Yu Wenyang, who ranked sixth among the top ten disciples, and Chu Xiong, who ranked fourth, were watching this competition.

"Lao Chu, who do you think will win between these two?" Yu Wenyang waved the folding fan in his hand.

Chu Xiong's face was serious, he looked at the two people on the stage who were deadlocked, frowned after a long time, and said, "Wang Lin is a little bigger, but this Su Yi is not very simple, and the basic martial arts are very solid. ”

When Yu Wenyang heard Chu Xiong's words, he smiled and said, "It's really solid, I'm afraid that this Su Yi's realm of basic martial arts is not much worse than ours, and according to the previous few martial arts competitions, I'm afraid his mind is not here." ”

Chu Xiong nodded: "Well, this posture, the gamble is still the Quicking Pill, he probably wants to become an elite disciple as soon as possible." ”

Yu Wenyang was still smiling: "Then a few of us will meet sooner or later." ”

Stage.

Su Yi really didn't want to be in such a stalemate anymore, so he took the lead.

As soon as Su Yi came, he went all out, without the slightest intention of keeping his hand, and a firewood knife used the feeling of a treasure knife, and the momentum was compelling.

Wang Lin was a strong man who had been fighting for a long time, his face remained unchanged, and a thin sword was like a thin snake, stabbing straight at Su Yi's wrist.

Su Yi didn't seem to care, he used his feet hard, his body leaned down, and he easily dodged the thin sword.

Wang Lin frowned, quickly retracted his sword, and blocked Su Yi's firewood knife.

Su Yi took a step back, then kicked the ground with both feet, held the knife in both hands, and rushed straight down.

For Su Yi's powerful direct attack, Wang Lin did not panic, judging Su Yi's landing point, his figure flickered, and he rolled around with a donkey to dodge.

Su Yi was not surprised by Wang Lin's reaction, after all, Wang Lin was a master.

Just as Su Yi landed, Wang Lin was holding a thin sword and a string of stabs.

Su Yi hadn't yet stood firm, holding a firewood knife and trying his best to block. But Wang Lin's sword was too fast after all, and Su Yi was stabbed in the arm.

Su Yi snorted softly, and the force in his hand increased, slashing Wang Lin directly.

Wang Lin was forced to block, but the force in Su Yi's hand was too great, and Wang Lin was suppressed.

Su Yi continued to exert his strength, and Wang Lin saw that there was no chance to get out, so he let go of the sword with his left hand and hammered Su Yi's lower abdomen, for which Su Yi cut his left shoulder.

Su Yi let go of his hand, dodged Wang Lin's attack, and distanced himself from Wang Lin.

The two pulled apart, and Wang Lin only felt a hot pain from the wound on his shoulder, not at all like he had been cut by a weapon.

Su Yi looked at the blood on his arm, as if he had changed.

Rushed directly to Wang Lin, completely let go of the defense, and slashed desperately.

Wang Lin also had no way to deal with Su Yi's chaotic knife, so he could only support it.

After Su Yi's operation, his breathing became chaotic, and the movements in his hands slowed down, and Wang Lin took this opportunity to dodge the attack.

Then he moved for a while, opened the distance, and took advantage of Su Yi's breath to raise his sword again.

Su Yi didn't care much about the thin sword, and still rushed straight.

The thin sword popped and pierced into Su Yi's body, his face remained unchanged, Su Yi took advantage of this to grab Wang Lin, and the firewood knife fell suddenly!

Wang Lin was also punching when the details penetrated Su Yi's body, hitting Su Yi hard, but Su Yi was indifferent, and the strength of holding him continued to increase.

I wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

Many people in the audience exclaimed, this knife goes down, Wang Lin is afraid that he will die.

Bang bang!

The firewood knife hit Wang Lin's face, with a click, the sound of bone cracking came out, Wang Lin was knocked away, and he was pressed heavily on the ground, his face was covered with blood.

It's the back of the knife, and everyone has already heard it.

However, even if it was the back of the knife, Su Yi went down with all his strength, and the bones were broken, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Su Yi knelt on the ground, carefully pulled out the thin sword in his abdomen, pretended to take the pill from his arms, took out the Blood Qi Pill from the system package, and threw the last two into his mouth together.

The judge elder walked up to the stage and looked at Wang Lin's injuries, and breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Lin was still breathing, but he was seriously injured.

Su Yi recovered, propped himself up with a thin sword, and said weakly: "This is the end of today's ring, and we will compete again in seven days." ”

After speaking, Zhang Lin and Ye Hao rushed to the stage and took Su Yi away.

Yu Wenyang looked at Wang Lin on the stage and said, "Old Chu, you are wrong this time, this Su Yi is brave and strategic. ”

Chu Xiong didn't care too much about the ending of the fiasco in Wang Lin, and looked at the figure of Su Yi and the three of them walking away: "Yong, I see, this plan is not yet." ”

Yu Wenyang pursed his lips: "In a weak situation, exchanging injuries for injuries is not a scheme." ”

Chu Xiong shook his head and replied: "It was just a simple martial arts competition, exchanging injuries for injuries, it was a poor strength, forced to do it, this competition only has Su Yi's courage and ruthlessness to himself." ”

Yu Wenyang rolled his eyes at Chu Xiong and didn't refute him.

At this time, Su Yi didn't care too much about his injury, and kept asking the two of them on the way.

"How much did you earn?"

"I earned five hundred taels of silver, and there are 11 Rapid Spirit Pills. Ye Hao stared at Su Yi's wound, looking helpless at Su Yi's appearance as a fan of wealth.

Su Yi took the silver ticket and pill he took from Zhang Lin's hand, and kept smirking.

Back in the small courtyard, Su Yi found gauze to bandage himself, and then discussed with the two of them to "share the spoils".

Ye Hao refused, and Zhang Lin also shook his head.

"It's something you've worked so hard for, and we're not going to want it. ”

"Fart, the gambling money is from you, how can I not give it to you. Su Yi said seriously.

"In this way, the two of you will have 200 taels together and five Quickling Pills. ”

After speaking, without waiting for the two to speak, he took out two silver tickets of one hundred taels and five fast spirit pills.

Ye Hao and Zhang Lin glanced at each other, and then looked at Su Yi's serious appearance, so they had to divide the things.

"Scattered, Lao Tzu wants to rest. Su Yi saw that the two people had already taken the things, and then began to drive people away.

The two left, closing the door.

Su Yi slapped himself, and said in his mouth: "Two hundred taels of silver, and five pills, how can I be so generous." ”