There is no special introduction, the four people on the field are still on the east and west sides of the Yi knife platform, and the interesting thing is that the blades in the hands of the four people are different. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yidao Taidong, standing is Xiao He Zai and Tang Riming, among them, Xiao He has a broadsword with an exaggerated shape behind his back, if you look at it from the front, I am afraid that it will not be completely covered. And Tang Riming, who was seven or eight steps away, was a decent standard long sword in comparison, which was not much different from the long sword held by ordinary disciples, but Yu Ji always felt that Tang Riming would not be so simple.

And Yidao Taixi, it is a crumbling night tour standing, and Yan Ge, who is also bearded but vibrant. Night You is holding an ironwood recurve bow on his arm, people seem to be sleepy-eyed, but this bow is firmly across the arm, not moving a minute, and behind it is a pot full of feather arrows, roughly counting the past, it should be a system of twenty, not much, but this kind of long-distance weapon in the competition, the original opportunity to shoot is very few, if once the opponent is close, I am afraid that it will soon lose its combat effectiveness, therefore, even if Night You brings a hundred arrows, I am afraid that there is no chance to shoot out.

And the last Yan Ge, who let Yu Ji only hear his name and did not see him, is to drag a five-hook god flying silver gun upside down, the gun is slightly glowing with silver, the gun is two feet long, just look at the sharp and flat angle of the gun head, it seems to have its own sharpness.

I had heard early in the morning that Yan Ge made good use of a bright silver gun, and after a close look today, Yu Ji had some other thoughts in her heart.

As the saying goes, three years of sword practice, ten years of sword practice, and a hundred years of gun training, let alone today, in the new century, even a hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, a person who could practice a spear, to say the least, had to be one in a thousand, and it was even more difficult to find today. But seeing such a person in front of me, looking at the posture, he must not be a novice, I'm afraid I can open my eyes today.

Having said that, this can be regarded as a major feature of Kunlun. When you first enter the outer gate, you can choose the blade at will, even if it is an unpopular blade, Kunlun will never say anything, and will always teach with all his heart, and let the disciples develop freely, which is praised.

Let's say that at this time, a certain elder on the field, after observing that the four people in the field were not unusual, the pocket golden bell in his hand buzzed, and the right was taken as a signal for the start of the competition.

And in the next second, the originally sleepy-eyed night tour was the first to move!

"Bang Bang!" The bow in his hand opened the sun and the moon, the arrow pulled the meteor, and instantly fired three arrows in a row towards Yan Ge, retreating sharply, opening the bow and taking the arrow like flowing water, and the strength of the arrow, although it was not present, but the finger exerted force, and the arrow broke through the air, as if teleporting and moving until Yan Ge faced the door! Three arrows, sealing Yan Ge to dodge all retreats.

You can't avoid it, you can only pick it up.

I don't know how many people in the field pinched a cold sweat for Yan Ge at this time, and then looked at Yan Ge was originally dragging the spear upside down, as soon as this arrow came out, the dancing spear swept away, and the arrow on the left side was hard to pick up, and a spin body, and the spear rushed to the night tour, like thunder!

With just one face, the two have completed the first round of testing, weighing how many catties and taels each other has.

Yu Ji stared at the movement in the arena with a good look, and as soon as she saw Yan Ge act like this, she already knew that this person must be extremely conceited.

Each arrow in the night tour is already extremely fast, and Yan Ge is rapidly approaching the night tour, accelerating in two phases, and then receiving the arrow, the reaction must be extremely fast, and the difficulty is even more difficult. However, Yan Ge's move is indeed the best way to deal with long-range bows and arrows, and only by not defending a counterattack and fighting in close quarters can it be possible to create the most favorable situation for himself.

But the two of them couldn't breathe, and the two of them went back and forth, walking through nine arrows, the arrows were very different, the moves were different, and one arrow was as fast as an arrow.

The two of them were only four steps away at this time, so close, each arrow was more urgent, and it was even more difficult to catch, Rao is Yan Ge had already danced this gun into a few silver flowers, and his feet were flying and moving like shooting stars, but they also cut his arms and shoulders, and his robe was stained with blood.

And anyone with a discerning eye can see that at this time, the two of them are on the verge of life and death!

The distance is so close, Yan Ge has long been unable to win completely, and an arrow is as dangerous as an arrow.

The distance is so close, the pot behind the night tour is already bottoming out, not to mention that if you can't win in this last breath, you have to fight Yan Ge in close combat, that is nine deaths.

At this last opportunity, the two have done their best.

With the strength in his hands, he twisted the strings and pulled them, one arrow forced him, two arrows were dazzling, three arrows were chased, and four arrows blocked the road, bringing out a trace of blood on Yan Ge's face, dyeing his face hideous, adding three points of fierceness.

At this time, they couldn't care about this, so the two of them only had more than two steps left, and the last arrow was sent out in the night game!!

"Whoosh-"

The arrow was too fast, there was no time to dodge, and the spear was difficult to reach, so he had to deflect the arrow with a hook, running out from his left shoulder, and a long blood mark came out behind him.

Finally close.

At this time, the night tour is no longer an arrow in the pot.

In the eyes of others, Yan Ge is definitely bound to win, and victory is in sight.

A shot smashed the ground, when the head was split, the night tour was already unavoidable, but the bow in his hand overturned, the bow tail of the recurve bow turned from the arm, and the silver hook on the Yan Ge gun was locked in one place, and the blade was almost twisted, but in the end it was unable to move.

In the first round of close quarters, Ye You was unharmed, Yan Ge did not make an inch, and the two of them were deadlocked.

No one has ever been pleased.

The field was thrilling, and the people who were originally noisy were dumbfounded and sweating coldly.

I have never seen such a dangerous situation, and I don't even have time to cheer even the highlights, I only feel cold under my feet.

The best archer, waist and arms, and the strength between the fingers on the wrist are not bad, and the invincible general seems to be invincible, and the pressure of the gun up and down is even more difficult to resist.

If you talk about long-lasting force, the night tour is invincible compared to Yan Ge, but before Yan Ge's left shoulder was turned out, and the white bones were looming, at this time, the two held each other, and the injuries gradually cracked and collapsed, and the clothes were dyed.

Yu Ji clenched her fists and stared at the two people on the stage, unconsciously clenching her teeth, as if she was on the field, and one of them was herself.

The night tour was not easy at this time, but it was just a breath of hard work, the thumb of the left hand and the palm of the right hand had been cut, and the blood flowed backwards, winding down from the arm, and the entire sleeve was red, especially the left hand. The bowstring was slammed into the flesh, dripping with blood, and it was only against it that the phalanges were forcefully supported, but the phalanges were already cracking, and the unbearable pain continued to stimulate the nerves of the night tour.

Hold.

The night tour persisted, or rather suffered, and Yan Ge was also struggling, regardless of the heat and pain of the injury, he insisted on afterburning, and the spear pressed down inch by inch.

"Boom!"

Night Tour finally fell to the ground, and the whole person collapsed with a bang, unconscious.

Fight to the end, but just to be worthy of your heart.