These days, Shi Qing has been trying to save as much energy as possible in order to maintain his physical function. When fighting wild beasts www.biquge.info the Pen, Fun, and Pavilion try to win with skill.

But now that Hudson has released all the beasts to congratulate his uncle on his birthday, he will naturally not leave Shi Qing's life afterwards. Instead of miserably letting this waste play to death, it's better to have a good fight and see if there is any chance to get out by the way. It's a pity that his three swords are not by his side, and he can't show his skills to the fullest.

Hudson in the stands clapped his hands again and again: "Uncle, look, this guy is so powerful, I can't even bear to kill him." ”

"It's just a reckless man with a lot of strength, what's so good. ”

"Uncle, I'm here for you, don't keep your face straight, I know you like this kind of competition. ”

"That's got to be a master's trick to be interesting, what is this, what's the difference with a butcher killing a pig?"

Looking at his uncle, who had never been interested, Hudson slapped his thigh and called the guards beside him.

"The kid who just came back should have practiced some kung fu, let them fight!"

After the guard bowed down to receive the order, he walked quickly to the edge of the wall and shouted to Shi Qing, whose face was covered with beast blood in the center of the square: "Black-haired boy, the general orders you to fight the life-and-death duel with that kid by the wall, and carry it out immediately!"

Shi Qing stared at Hudson in the stands with eyes the size of a brass bell.

Hudson smiled gloomily and gently stroked the long golden hair of the girl in his arms.

"Bastard thing!" Shi Qing's anger had risen to its peak.

"Come on, come on, you heard it, if you don't tear up my words, I guess that girl won't survive. Dean slowly sat up from the ground, his upper body still tied like a dumpling.

Looking at Dean's swaying appearance, Shi Qing frowned: "Let's untie your rope first." ”

"You've been abused for so many days, I can't take advantage of you, just beat you like this. Dean smiled and rejected Shi Qing's offer.

"I never let go of water in human duels, and if you insist on doing so, there will be no chance of turning back for a while. Shi Qing said with a straight face unchanged for ten thousand years.

"Are you bothered? Mother-in-law, are all your grandfathers in the Eastern Continent like this?" Dean shook his body impatiently.

This sentence seemed to have succeeded in angering Shi Qing, and he did not speak, but slowly walked towards Dean in the corner.

And Dean quietly leaned his back against the wall and waited for Shi Qing to approach, and when the distance between the two was just about five meters, Shi Qing suddenly accelerated!

In a flash, Shi Qing used ten percent of his strength to kick towards Dean's chest!

"Boom!"

The tremendous force even kicked the wall out of a spiderweb-like crack, and the entire arena wall trembled! Any ordinary person who received such a kick in the chest would be killed on the spot!

However, Dean leaned over at the same time as Shi Qing raised his legs, and then squatted down. After a brief build-up, his legs kicked hard and ejected like arrows. A fierce headbutt that attacked the front door came almost instantaneously as Shi Qing kicked the wall.

Shi Qing, who didn't have time to dodge, chose a hard-hitting and aggressive style of play without hesitation, and also slammed into Dean with his head.

"Bang!", two extremely confident heads collided together, and Shi Qing's forehead suddenly exploded with blood!

In addition to knowing how hard Dean's head is, Huck, who believes in a broken finger, is also one of those who knows very well.

While Shi Qing underestimated the hardness of Dean's head, Dean also underestimated Shi Qing's ability to resist blows.

Although there was a hint of chaos in Shi Qing's consciousness under Dean's headbutt, years of experience in duels between life and death made his body fight back faster than his mind.

An equally fierce blow of the hand knife slashed towards Dean's neck, and the terrifying arm force exploded the air, and the whistling palm wind even touched Dean's body faster than the hand knife. At this critical moment of crisis, Dean's body hanging in mid-air twisted desperately, narrowly avoiding Shi Qing's hand knife. But the powerful hand knife still slashed at Dean's shoulder without any pause, and with a huge force, Dean's body suspended in mid-air was slapped several meters away by Shi Qing.

Dean took half of the power of Shi Qing's attack with a light spin in mid-air, but still stepped on the solid tiles under his feet as he landed.

"For a guy who has been hungry for so many days, this is a bit scary! Dean used his foot to flick the debris from the ground that had been shaken.

Without waiting for Shi Qing to speak, Dean looked up at Hudson in the stands and said, "I heard that this guy is a swordsman from the Eastern Continent, see if you can lend him a weapon, so that I can have a long experience." ”

Hudson slowly turned his head to his uncle, who was sitting next to him, and cast an inquiring look.

"These two imps are kind of funny, give the dark-haired guy a sword, and I want to see what other surprises they can bring me. The seriousness on Laurel's face was gone, replaced by a playful smile.

Hudson waved his hand and motioned for the guard to drop his sword.

Shi Qing didn't say anything about Dean's seemingly contemptuous request. When the guard's saber was dropped, Shi Qing walked over and picked it up without the slightest hesitation.

His hands were meant to hold swords.

Shi Qing slowly pulled out the ordinary long sword, and his scarred hands slowly stroked over the blade, as focused as a player fiddling with an instrument.

For this guy who was called a sword idiot by his master, it was not hunger and pain that tormented him the most these days, but his hands.

"The hands that are away from the hilt of the sword are aching every day. ”

After saying this sentence to himself, Shi Qing's body flickered, and he instantly staggered with Dean like a bolt of lightning.

It all happened so fast that Dean didn't even react to dodge.

It seems that the previous Shi Qing still didn't have full firepower, and his true strength actually increased by several notches in an instant.

But only Shi Qing himself knew that he had already used all his strength with his bare hands before, and at this moment, he was fighting with a sword, but he was only warming up.

How can a scholar write without a pen, and how can a swordsman hurt people if he loses his weapon?

However, Dean, who was attacked by Shi Qing's sword, was not injured, and at the same time that Shi Qing slowly turned around, the ropes on Dean's body slipped to the ground.

"Now, we can have a fair fight. Shi Qing's dark eyes seemed to be lit with fire.

Dean kicked the broken rope at his feet, moved his shoulders, turned to face Shi Qing and grinned, "I appreciate you more and more." ”

Without any warning, Dean and Shi Qing shot at the same time!

The two quickly collided together, and a piercing sound of jingo crashing exploded from the square. Shi Qing's powerful sword slashed at the back of Dean's hand, and it actually hit a brilliant spark.

The two began a tug-of-war of power again.

"Bird's nest head, your skin is so hard!" Shi Qing said through gritted teeth as he increased the strength of the sword.

The cheeks of the two are almost pressed together, and they still can't tell the winner in terms of strength!

"Master, this hairstyle is a trend, you know a fart!" Apparently Dean has a big opinion on the name of "Bird's Nest Head".

Laurel in the stands narrowed her eyes slightly, her fingers as dry as a dead tree slowly scrubbing her chin. The curiosity about Dean intensified, and even with his knowledge, he had never heard of a human skin that could block the slash of a sword. For situations he doesn't understand, Laurel has always used thunder methods to solve them. No matter what kind of extraordinary skills this young man had, or what kind of mysterious identity he had, Laurel didn't care, and now he just wanted to kill Dean as soon as possible after the duel was over.

Hudson, who had been paying attention to his uncle's movements, trembled the fat on his face, and in his eyes, his uncle's small action of touching the stubble was equivalent to the prelude to the tiger's pounce. Over the years, countless lives have confirmed that this small action of my uncle is the prologue to his murder.

At this time, in the arena under the stage, Dean and Shi Qing had already collided with each other several times, each of which caused a violent metal impact and brilliant sparks.

After a few blows, Dean noticed that Shi Qing's sword had begun to avoid his hands, and instead attacked other parts that had not been touched, as if looking for a weak spot in his body.

Unfortunately, Dean has quickly adapted to Shi Qing's attack rhythm, blocking every slash with both hands.

But Shi Qing still didn't stop attacking, and kept chopping and chopping and chopping. Dean seemed to be tired of such a boring offensive and defensive battle, and was about to switch from defense to attack, but he didn't expect Shi Qing to suddenly deflect the sword that was slashed to the side, and his wrist turned from split to stab!

Not only did the attack technique change suddenly, but even the speed of the attack also increased by several notches! Dean hurriedly pressed his palm down to remove the sword that was stabbing at his chest, but unexpectedly, Shi Qing changed his move again!

Shi Qing quickly stepped forward and stepped forward, and this sword also turned from a thorn to a pick! The sharp tip of the sword pierced Dean in the jaw!

This time, there was no metal clash between the two, and Shi Qing's sword actually stabbed Dean in the jaw. However, the tip of the sword only touched Dean before it separated from it again.

At this critical moment, Dean jerked his head back and distanced himself from the tip of the sword, and at the same time, he kept his feet and kicked away the deceitful Shi Qing.

Dean was not angry at Shi Qing's long-standing sinister sword, on the contrary, he would be disappointed if Shi Qing was just a swordsman who could use brute force. This kind of thing is to rely on the brain.

Dean retreated back another ten meters or so, and distanced himself from Shi Qing again.

Gently wiping the blood off his chin, he asked the swordsman in front of him who was constantly surprising him, "I'm curious, how do you know that my weakness is in my chin?"

Shi Qing's expression was serious, he didn't like to talk much when he was dueling with people, but he still responded: "My master taught me that no matter what kind of monster I face, my jaw and eyes can't stop a thorn. ”

"It seems that you have a good master, and I will be serious next. First of all, I would like to remind you that this sword does not seem to have a good texture, and you should try to avoid my hands, otherwise it will be boring if the sword breaks. With that, Dean clenched his fists so hard that his arms gradually turned blue, and his hands became darker.

Shi Qing pursed her chapped lips, concentrating slightly, and after a deep breath, her body seemed to be much lighter, giving people an elegant and agile temperament. With a flick of his arm, the air centered on the long sword suddenly condensed on the sword body.

The corners of Laurel's mouth in the stands hooked a smile: "Yes, it should have been fought like this a long time ago, this is the swordsmanship of the Eastern Continent." ”

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