The semi-finals are directly sorted by computer, two games in the morning, two winners compete for the first and second place, and the losers compete for the third place, Ye Fei's first game is not a duel with Ji Ling, his opponent is Li Kuiyuan of the keel special combat team, a thin middle-aged man, with a sallow complexion, a tiger's back and bee waist, he is carrying two ridiculously large drum urns and golden hammers in his hands, and he is the second place in three consecutive competitions.

The dragon bone team has been under the dragon soul team all the year round, Li Kuiyuan has a nest of fire in his heart, he has been practicing martial arts every day for the past three years, in order to win the first place in this big competition, but people are not as good as the sky, the dragon soul team came to a Ji Ling, but people are martial artists who broke through the innate realm twenty years ago, even if Li Kuiyuan practiced hard for another ten years, it was in vain, this time his goal was to keep the second.

Fighting against Ji Ling is a dark horse, Bao Changxing of the Dragon Claw Special Combat Team, the Dragon Claw Special Combat Team was ranked fifth and sixth in the past, and it is already an unexpected joy to be able to rise one place this time, as for whether he can enter the top three, it depends on luck, Bao Changxing knows that he is not Ji Ling's opponent, but it is impossible for him to retreat without a fight, since he is standing on the competition field, he must go all out.

There are two less special combat teams in the audience today, Dragon Tooth and Xuanyuan Shield, the two teams were ordered to jointly carry out an urgent mission, and they could only miss this wonderful semi-final final, but there were also three more people in the audience, two old men in military uniforms and one old man in Tang costumes, the three of them sat in the area where the Dragon Tooth team was sitting before, holding binoculars in their hands to watch the situation in the field, and there were a few wine bottles and some meat and soy products next to the seats, chatting freely and leisurely while eating.

The semi-finals are one-on-one appearances, there are two in the morning, and there are two in the afternoon, the first is Ji Ling vs. Bao Changxing, Ye Fei temporarily acts as an audience, he came to the audience of the Dragon Tooth team and saw that there were three more old men with binoculars here, and he found a welt seat at random and sat down, took off the Dragon Soul Sword and put it beside him.

The old man in Tang costume smiled and beckoned to him and said, "Young man, it's inconvenient for Fang to come over and chat a few words, I'll invite you to drink two glasses." ”

Ye Fei smiled, grabbed the broadsword next to him, walked to the old man in Tang costume and picked up a seat to sit down, the old man handed over a bottle of wine, and asked with a smile, "Which special combat team are you?" ”

Ye Fei was not polite, took the wine bottle, opened the lid and drank two sips, and replied in a low voice: "Dragon's tooth, everyone is going to carry out the task, leaving me to participate in the competition." ”

"Oh!" The old man smiled slightly and said, "It seems that you don't want to stay and compete?" ”

Ye Fei brought the mouth of the bottle to his mouth and poured a few sips from his neck, pouted and said, "It's not interesting, there are still two more games, and the fight is over." After speaking, he grabbed the wine bottle and took a few big sips, this wine is really good, it is full of aroma when you drink it, and you can spray a strong fragrance when you burp it.

An old man in military uniform said with a smile: "Young man, this wine is strong, you drink less, if you get drunk later, you will lose unjustly!" ”

Ye Fei said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I will definitely win the next game, leave after the fight, drink the wine now, don't waste it." ”

The old man in military uniform reached out and touched his rosacea, and said with a smile: "Good boy, are you so sure that you can win?" The sword has no eyes, and if it hurts, don't blame us for not warning you. ”

Ye Fei didn't answer, put down the wine bottle, reached out and grabbed the broadsword, and pulled it out, the tip of the sword turned into a little black light and flashed to the chest of the old man in military uniform, the expression on the old man's face was slightly stagnant, and he didn't dodge or let the long sword stab him.

At the moment when the tip of the sword touched the old man's chest, it suddenly turned sideways, and the sword blade was horizontal in front of his eyes, and when he looked at it, the old man's face showed a relieved smile, and he saw that the sword blade was stewed, and the damage caused by this sword could be minimized.

The old man in Tang costume said with a smile: "I heard that ancient warriors can fly flowers and pick leaves, even if it is an ordinary wooden stick in the hands of ancient warriors, it is an indestructible weapon, can you show me your sword?" ”

"No problem." Ye Fei stretched out his hand and handed the imitation of the Dragon Soul Sword to the old man, and reminded in a low voice: "Be careful, this sword sinks hard, this is an imitation, and the real thing is left in the room." ”

The old man in Tang costume stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword and wanted to lift it up, his brows furrowed slightly and said, "It's such a heavy sword, it's really hard to hold it with one hand." He held the blade of the sword in his left hand and took it to his eyes to look at it carefully, and from time to time his mouth let out two sighs of admiration.

Ji Ling walked into the arena with a long sword in hand, Bao Changxing had been waiting for a long time, he had a single knife in his right hand, and a round shield in his left hand, staring at his opponent intently.

Ji Ling's arm was raised lightly, the tip of the sword pointed at the opponent, and said lightly: "Three moves, let's shoot!" ”

Bao Changxing laughed and said: "What a big breath, what if I survive three moves?" Although he knew that he was not Ji Ling's opponent, he was confident that he would have no problem surviving the three moves.

Ji Ling said expressionlessly: "Survive three moves, you win!" ”

There was an uproar as soon as this remark came out, since the beginning of the competition, Ji Ling has never had more than three moves against the enemy, but now that it has reached the semi-finals, it is a bit arrogant to use three more moves.

"Thank you!" Bao Changxing snorted, rolled on the spot and swung the knife to Ji Ling's ankle, and raised his hand to protect his head and face with a shield while taking out the knife, this kind of trick that Gu Shang laid down was his most proud Ditang knife technique, both offensive and defensive as fast as a wind, and generally people who had not seen this set of swords would be forced to be in a hurry, although Ji Lingjian was very good, but it was not easy to break his Ditang knife within three moves.

Ji Ling smiled faintly, the sleeves of his robe flicked up, and the person made a wonderful maneuver in the air, holding a long sword and stabbing down at the shield, this sword hung upside down like a waterfall, the tip of the sword did not fall, and a strong and incoherent internal strength gushed out from the tip of the sword and slammed on the shield.

Bao Changxing only felt a heavy pressure on the shield, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately carried the corner of the shield with his shoulders and rolled forward.

Ding! A dragon-like intertwining of gold and iron came out, Bao Changxing rolled out two meters away, the single knife in his hand was gone, and only a shield was firmly buckled on his shoulder, the edge of the shield was embedded in the flesh of his shoulder, and blood flowed down his arm.

With one move, the knife flew and people were injured, and Ji Ling had already won. Bao Changxing was also stiff, reached out and broke off the shield from his shoulder, raised it to protect his chest, and didn't seem to be ready to admit defeat like this.

Ji Ling held the long sword in his hand and pointed at the left front, and said expressionlessly: "One move, pick up your knife, and come again." ”

Bao Changxing rolled on the spot, stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the knife, and swept up with the momentum of rolling, the person quickly flipped two heels in the air, and slashed down and slashed at Ji Ling's left shoulder, almost at the same time, the shield in his hand was pulled out hard, and the blood-stained round shield rotated at high speed and cut towards the opponent's door.