Chapter 287: Fight of Wisdom

Just now, when Meng Li made the first move, the Qingguang Sword in the hand of "Qin Ping" could be the last to strike first, which shows that the speed of "Qin Ping's" attack is much faster than that of Meng Li. Now Meng Li was already jumping in the air, and he was not so flexible if he was not good at exerting his strength, "Qin Ping" also attacked Meng Li first, and the ghost scythe in Meng Li's hand was also led a lot away by the sword of "Qin Ping". Looking at it this way, Meng Li turned out to be in a desperate situation.

But the victory or defeat is never something that can be directly judged by comparing the speed and opportunity of the two sides, otherwise the duel between two people only needs the two sides to report their attributes, speed and other information to know the outcome of the duel, and then the winner laughs three times, and the loser runs away. The real duel is not only based on the strength of two people, but also on the competition of two people's minds.

"Qin Ping's" sword stabbed straight over, but Meng Li didn't move in place as if he was scared stupid, and he didn't retract the ghost scythe to resist, and he just watched "Qin Ping's" blue light sword stab at his heart in a daze. "Qin Ping" felt a little wrong in his heart, but the time was too short, the inspiration was too little, the spark was still in the state of the stars, and there was still a lot of distance from the momentum of the prairie fire.

"Qin Ping"'s blue light sword stabbed all the way to Meng Li's chest, Meng Li's body still didn't have any resistance movements, "Qin Ping" suddenly woke up, he was still deceived by his own vision, this is not the real Meng Li.

The Meng Lik in front of "Qin Ping" slowly turned into a black gas and dissipated, and the ghost scythe that had been deviated turned out to be like a deadly chain, entangled around "Qin Ping's" body again. The ghost ghost scythe did not resist the power of "Qin Ping" to pick out the deviation with the blue light sword at that time, but moved to the blind spot of "Qin Ping" along the force, Meng Li's whole person was actually wrapped in a faint black gas at the end of the ghost scythe, Meng Li was gently exerting force, and the ghost ghost scythe slashed towards the waist of "Qin Ping".

The current "Qin Ping" is not the appearance of the previous preoccupied defense, but stabbed a meaningless sword in the opposite direction, the corners of Meng Li's mouth hooked up a smile, and this small trap set by himself became the key to victory, as if victory was already within reach in front of Meng Li.

"Qin Ping" also knew that although the speed of his sword dance was faster than the speed of Meng Li's swing of the ghost scythe, but now the direction of the scythe of the sword and the ghost sickle was opposite, and the old force of his shot had been exhausted and the new force had not yet been born, and it was basically too late to return at this time, but "Qin Ping" did not need to stand in place and entangle with Meng Li, this is a big venue, and for swordsmen, body style is also an important part.

"Qin Ping" did not withdraw the sword in his hand, but added a new force to the sword, the Qingguang Sword stabbed out at a faster speed, and the whole person of "Qin Ping" also stabbed out with the Qingguang Sword in his hand, "Qin Ping" and the sword in his hand actually merged into one at this moment, turning into a blue light and speeding forward.

At the moment before Meng Li's ghost scythe was about to touch "Qin Ping", the figure of "Qin Ping" actually moved away at a faster speed, and the scythe blade of the ghost ghost scythe only brought down a piece of the corner of "Qin Ping's" body, and there was nothing else.

Meng Li stood still in place with the ghost scythe in his hand, and did not track the figure of "Qin Ping". And "Qin Ping" also turned into a figure not far away, and the blue light sword in his hand was as clear as water, which was in stark contrast to the gloomy aura of the ghost sickle in Meng Li's hand.

Just when the two of them were about to make a move, two different footsteps came slowly, and "Qin Ping" and Meng Li both put away the weapons in their hands and looked at the corridor intently, waiting for "Chu Yu" and Yao Jianzhi to show their figures.

"Chu Yu" appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena with Yao Jianzhi, Yao Jianzhi had slowly come back to his senses at this time, the original sluggishness and woodenness had disappeared, replaced by humble eyes and lowered head and eyebrows. As if the person who had just lost his mind was not him.

"Come on, get acquainted again, at this time, your new partner, Yao Jianzhi, on the day I leave the sect, he will help you deal with all kinds of things, you should be completely at ease. "Chu Yu" leaned on the pillar of the corridor at the edge of the martial arts arena, and stretched out his hand to signal Yao Jianzhi to come forward and say hello to Meng Li and "Chu Yu".

"Hello two, when I first arrived, I didn't know much about all the matters, and I was tired of taking care of them. Yao Jianzhi took a step forward and bowed very humbly in the direction of Meng Li's "Qin Ping".

"It's easy to say, as long as you follow me honestly, I won't treat you badly. Rest assured. Meng Li accepted Yao Jianzhi's salute with a smile on his face, and the smile on his face combined with the terrifying ghost scythe in his hand made people shudder.

"In the future, everyone will be partners, it doesn't have to be like this, we still need your support. "Qin Ping" was much more polite, and returned the gift to Yao Jianzhi seriously.

Yao Jianzhi raised his head, only then did he see the weapons in the hands of "Qin Ping" and Meng Li, and his heart was suddenly shocked, although he couldn't see the specific situation of these two weapons at such a cursory glance, but the sword in the hand of "Chu Yu" was as clear as water, and a sharp intent came to his face, and Yao Jianzhi could even feel a slight stinging pain, which showed the extraordinary nature of this sword.

And the entire body of the huge sickle in Meng Li's hand was shrouded in a trace of black gas, which was still condensed under the bright sun, and to a certain extent, the figure of this sickle was hidden, this is still under the condition that it does not move under the bright sun, if it moves quickly in the dark night, who can catch the traces of this huge sickle, it is really a sharp weapon to kill. And there was also an eerie aura that forcibly hit Yao Jianzhi's mind against the warmth of the scorching sun, Yao Jianzhi's eyes shrank slightly, and there was an imperceptible trace of jealousy in his heart.

"Chu Yu" glanced at Yao Jianzhi, knowing that Yao Jianzhi saw the two weapons in the hands of "Qin Ping" Meng Li, Yao Jianzhi must have felt the extraordinaryness of these two weapons, of course, there must be a mood of jealousy and peeping, it is just a little difference.

"Yao Jianzhi, how about it, you have fallen in love with the good things in the hands of "Qin Ping" and Meng Li? Why don't you try it, if you win, let them lose the weapon to you, okay?" Chu Yu looked at Yao Jianzhi's eager eyes and made a proposal that he couldn't refuse.