(5)

The old man said, "The game is on!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Ye rushed out, and within a few seconds, she came to Mo Ming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

An inch long and an inch strong.

Qiao Ye made full use of the length of the scythe, and gave himself the upper hand at the beginning of the battle.

But an inch is short and an inch is fine.

Mo Ming's delicate swordsmanship, and his skillful relay force, disintegrated Qiao Ye's attack.

Although he is at a disadvantage at this time, in terms of energy and physical exertion, he will be more and more advantageous in the future battles.

Lin Ling in the audience said worriedly: "Oh no."

Bai Junlan on the side was calm, smiling, and said, "Don't worry, Qiaoye is a smart child." ”

Qiao Ye was of course a smart child, and she pulled out of the battle and stepped back more than a foot, gasping for breath. However, the Mo Ming in front of him was almost no different from before the game, and if he held the sword, he was a little stronger.

- This girl still has some strength.

Qiao Ye launched a new offensive, and she rushed out of the battle, jumped up, and attacked from the air.

Mo Ming couldn't help but laugh at her in his heart, he was confident that the moment his sword collided with her scythe, he would let the scythe fly out.

But he didn't know that Qiao Ye was very smart and brave.

The sword collided with the sickle, and the sickle flew out. At the moment when the weapon was about to collide with the weapon, Qiao Ye's hand let go. Mo Ming was taken aback - how did she do it?!

Mo Ming knocked Qiao Ye's weapon away, but he was also exposed.

After Qiao Ye landed on the ground, he immediately swept his legs close to the ground, and Mo Ming fell to the ground, but at the same time that Qiao Ye got up, he also kicked his legs and got up. Qiao Ye was taken aback when he saw this, and Mo Ming showed a mocking expression.

Qiao Ye was angry and launched hand-to-hand combat. Although Mo Ming is a reflection of surprise and skillful night, his own fighting quality is there! His sword had been clutched by his hands.

How can an unarmed man fight a man who is stronger than himself and has a weapon, so Qiao Ye is losing and retreating. Even so, Qiaoye's strong and soft body helped her.

She bent backwards to dodge a blow from Mo Ming, and at the same time kicked out with her left foot, kicking Mo Ming's arm, then spun her body to support the ground with one hand, sideways, and kicked out with both feet!

Mo Ming retreated with a "hmm-" sound, but the sword in his hand was still held tightly! Qiaoye got up and stood.

Qiao Ye hissed, but she still didn't change anything. She looked at the scythe in the distance, the sword in the distance. Her pupils couldn't help but shrink, she knew that she would lose if she continued like this!

Liu Xuan on the other side watched them confront each other and said to Xiaoyao: "Your sister is in a weak position. ”

"It doesn't matter if she loses, as long as she doesn't get injured after finishing the race." ”

Liu Xuan nodded—safety is more important than anything else.

Xiaoyao said: "I don't know why, I'm very uneasy, and I always feel that something is going to happen to Qiaoye." ”

Liu Xuan said: "Why do you think so? ”

Xiaoyao muttered, "Maybe it's because her opponent is Mo Ming......"

On the field, Qiao Ye launched an attack again, and she always firmly remembered Aunt Xuewei's words - attack is the best defense, and blind defense is only losing!

She took out her bow and drew the string as she ran, a bright red arrow, a blue arrow, and shot it out in between.

Mo Ming stood in place, catching the sword in his hand one by one with his sharp eyes, and flicking away those bows and arrows. Even so, he still felt very uncomfortable, the bright red arrows were as hot as flames, and the blue arrows were as cold as ice. His sword was hot, cold, his hands were hot, cold. But his eyes are still focused, his sword is still swinging, and his hands are still clutching his sword!

Qiao Ye had already come to him, holding the bow in both hands, and smashed it into Mo Ming's head. Mo Ming didn't hide. He didn't have to dodge, his sword was as fast as lightning. With a sword split, the bow had been broken in half, and the hum of the broken string was endless.

Qiaoye's body retreated uncontrollably.

- It's over, I'm annoyed.

Mo Ming threw away the sword in his hand, as if he had thrown it into broken copper. He rushed out, reached out and grabbed Qiaoye, punching her in the right shoulder.

Qiaoye screamed and fell heavily to the ground. Mo Ming didn't continue the pursuit, he looked at the old man over there, and made sure that the old man would not interfere, and he walked slowly towards Qiaoye.

- That's right, let me see you struggling like a dog!

Suddenly he didn't leave. He once again showed a surprised expression - Qiao Ye covered his left hand with his right arm and slowly stood up.

For a while, the audience burst into shocking applause, and everyone was shocked by this little girl!

- Hmph...... Hahaha――

Mo Ming had an approving look on his face, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

- Good, good!

Qiao Ye looked at Mo Ming, he no longer had a sword in his hand - this is also a gain, isn't it?! I'm okay!

She attacked again, but Mo Ming obviously didn't want to play with her, but wanted to make herself happy at all costs!

He stood there waiting for the night to pass, like a hunter waiting for a rabbit to throw himself into a snare.

Hunters are smarter than their prey most of the time, but there are times when they aren't.

After a few rounds of punching and kicking, Qiao Ye seized a good moment to dodge a deadly attack from Mo Ming, and she took the opportunity to sprang out and flew to the scythe on the ground beside her. She ran so fast that the buffer time required for Mo Ming's attack was a little long, so much so that when he looked back at Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye rushed over.

Don't be surprised.

Qiao Ye is a smart, brave child. When she was fighting Mo Ming hand-to-hand, she deliberately moved the distance, as close to her scythe as possible, away from Mo Ming's long sword.

Now it's finally paying off.

But-

She forgot something, maybe she had been ignoring it, her strength was much lower than Mo Ming!

Mo Ming also rushed out! And finally-

It was so fast, it was too incredible, and once Qiaoye's weapon flew out, and she flew out too, and she blurred her consciousness in the air, and she fell to the ground, her head only a few inches away from the edge of the arena. She couldn't stand up either.

- Ah...... What's going on?

――Why did I fall?

- Why can't I stand up anymore?

Mo Ming came to her side and showed a sickly smile that he couldn't suppress anymore. He kicked Qiao Ye with his foot little by little, and kicked her alive under the competition stage.

No, not exactly!

There is also a foot, which is placed on the competition platform, and this posture is deliberately made by Mo Ming. Qi Yun, He Kang, Shan Yiwei, Liu Xuan, and Kang Nianwei in the audience have all seen this pose.

This is the posture that Qiao Ye once appeared in the dream, inside the big tree, on the handrail of the rotating ladder, when Mo Ming wanted to get her down, but no.

Now he can. With a slight movement of his feet, Qiaoye's entire body fell......