"Zhao Xuemei, who started the Demon Martial Arts, is one of the few girls in this exchange competition, and she has not played before. ”

"Jingwu is Wei Shujie's starter, although Wei Shujie lost to Chen Jiasheng before, he may retreat without injury, which shows that Wei Shujie's strength is also extremely strong. ”

“......”

With Liu Huarong's introduction, the warriors of both sides came to the stage.

Wei Shujie also uses a long stick.

Among the first-class martial artists, the warriors are mainly simple and easy to get started, knives and sticks are the most commonly used weapons, followed by swords, and guns, axes, and halberds are much less used.

"Demon Capital Wuda, Zhao Xuemei!"

"Kyoto Wuda, Wei Shujie!"

As soon as the two finished their introductions, there was a sudden roar from the audience: "Demon Wu will win, defeat Jingwu!"

"Demon Warriors Will Win!"

"Jingwu will win, a string of five!"

“......”

There were many people from the two colleges and universities who came to watch the battle this time, and the grievances between Jingwu and Demon Martial Arts were really too many to count.

First, and second, there is rarely a relationship of harmony.

Before the national exchange competition was officially announced, the two universities almost had a private competition every year, and the magic martial arts lost more and won less.

"Silence!"

A strong man gave a soft shout, interrupting everyone's cheers.

The referee didn't rush to announce the start, and waited for it to be quiet, and then shouted: "Let's go!"

As soon as it started, Zhao Xuemei and Wei Shujie moved at the same time!

Wei Shujie is a stick and a vertical split!

This stick, the strength of the explosion of qi and blood, surprised many people.

......

"Bastard!"

Backstage, Yang Xiaoman roared angrily!

Wei Shujie hid his strength in the last round!

In the last round of Wei Shujie against Chen Jiasheng, the maximum amount of qi and blood exploded was 30 cards, maybe Jingwu had been calculating the magic martial arts for a long time, and did not let Wei Shujie show his true strength, after all, he was not necessarily Chen Jiasheng's opponent when he broke out with all his strength, anyway, there was a Fang Wenxiang behind him.

The ease of losing last time made many people underestimate him, including Mowu's side.

But this time, Wei Shujie started the game, and the qi and blood that broke out in the first stick reached 50 calories!

Zhao Xuemei is not a martial artist who tempers the bones of her upper limbs, and at the beginning she also went up with the intention of beating hard, and the first stick on stage was to slash the opponent.

Yang Xiaoman scolded angrily, but Tang Feng frowned and said, "Maybe it's to calculate Fang Ping." ”

Wei Shujie started, with the situation before Mowu, once Fang Ping starts, he may be the first to encounter the other party.

Once Fang Ping underestimated the other party, he might be counterattacked.

Fang Ping didn't care about this, but kept staring at the front desk.

......

Wei Shujie's 50-calorie qi and blood move was obviously beyond Zhao Xuemei's expectations.

Zhao Xuemei can't back down at the moment, and there is no way to avoid it.

She didn't bother to back down.

The next moment, the two sticks collided with each other!

"Dang!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Xuemei took a few steps back, her face flushed, but she didn't vomit blood.

Wei Shujie made a meritorious blow with one blow, and he was not ambiguous, and instantly caught up and started the second blow!

Zhao Xuemei swung her stick to block this time, and there was a loud bang, the long stick in her hand kept trembling, and blood was dripping from her hands.

Zhao Xuemei pursed her lips, still silent, and continued to take a few steps back.

Wei Shujie was followed by Zhao Xuemei with two blows in a row, and he was also a little surprised in his heart, his two blows were not so easy to receive, he knew Zhao Xuemei's situation, it was just a martial artist who quenched his bones.

Wei Shujie's qi and blood are close to 300 calories, in addition to retaining the necessary qi and blood to survive, he can at least chop out four to five sticks with all his strength.

Zhao Xuemei took another move from him, and I was afraid that her internal organs would suffer a heavy blow.

Wei Shujie doesn't care what this woman thinks, since he is hard-connected, he is not polite!

Before everyone in the audience came back to their senses, Wei Shujie swept with a stick, bringing out bursts of whistling.

"Dang!"

The third stick, again there was a crunching sound.

And Zhao Xuemei's hands trembled violently, the long stick shook non-stop, and the next moment, the long stick in Zhao Xuemei's hand slipped and fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

Wei Shujie's face was happy, all three sticks were hard-connected, and Zhao Xuemei had already been hit hard at this moment!

"This woman is reckless!"

There was such a thought in his heart, but Wei Shujie had no mercy at all.

In the blink of an eye, his fourth stick fell!

Today's battle is aimed at severely damaging the main players of the Demon Martial Arts, and as for the next game, he is not ready to fight, their goal is to get out of the way.

At the moment when his fourth stick fell, Zhao Xuemei, who had been retreating just now, suddenly rushed forward as fast as a tiger!

Slightly avoiding the front end of the long stick, Zhao Xuemei suddenly grabbed the back end of the long stick!

Wei Shujie is not afraid, Zhao Xuemei, whose upper limb bones have not been tempered, wants to grab his weapon, how can it be so simple!

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei, who had been silent, suddenly opened her mouth, and a bloody arrow shot straight into his face!

Wei Shujie didn't expect that Zhao Xuemei would hold back a mouthful of blood and not spit it out, but use it at this time.

The speed of the blood arrow was extremely fast, and the distance between the two was close.

The next moment, the blood arrow shot directly into Wei Shujie's eyes, Wei Shujie had to close his eyes, but he was not slow at all in his hand, put down the long stick in his right hand, and punched Zhao Xuemei violently!

Zhao Xuemei didn't have the slightest intention of evading, and at the same time as Wei Shujie's punch, Zhao Xuemei also took advantage of the fact that his eyes were closed and he couldn't see the movements clearly, and poked out fiercely, and the target was the other party's yin!

She chooses to lose both!

Hard-hitting the other party's punch will also destroy Wei Shujie!

From Wei Shujie's first swing, Zhao Xuemei knew that she was not his opponent, and she was crippled by herself, so she would lose both!

"Bang!"

Zhao Xuemei was punched hard in her left shoulder, and her bones made a crisp sound.

But the next moment, Zhao Xuemei also kicked the other party's yin fiercely!

"Ahh

It was not Zhao Xuemei who broke out screaming, but Wei Shujie!

Wei Shujie obviously didn't expect that the other party would not avoid him, and would choose to take a punch from him.

In addition, his eyes couldn't see clearly, and he didn't wipe it for a while, but he was actually kicked by Zhao Xuemei!

The screams broke out instantly, and then Wei Shujie fell to his knees and groaned in pain.

And Zhao Xuemei had previously received three sticks, and at this moment she was punched head-on, and her internal organs had already been injured a lot, and as soon as Wei Shujie knelt on the ground, Zhao Xuemei fell to the ground with a "bang", and blood kept gushing out of her mouth.

The referee frowned slightly, and quickly said, "Zhao Xuemei wins, carry it down!"

Wei Shujie fell to the ground first, so Zhao Xuemei was sentenced to win, but at this moment, it didn't matter whether he won or not.

Both of them were seriously injured, and Zhao Xuemei was even more seriously injured than Wei Shujie.

But Wei Shujie hurt the lower yin, and he didn't know what the result was, for men, this was more troublesome than a serious injury.

......

"Damn, I'm afraid!"

Fu Changding covered his lower yin, shivered, and then said, "Are you okay?"

"You go to the game first, let's go to the infirmary!"

Fang Ping admonished, and immediately led people to the medical room, this competition, an emergency medical room was set up in the background of the gymnasium.

......

Soon, Fang Ping and the others arrived at the medical room.

Yang Xiaoman and Chen Yunxi both had red eyes, and looked at Zhao Xuemei, who was still spurting blood, "Xuemei ......"

"Doctor, Xuemei, she ......"

"The internal organs are injured, but it's good that the person is not dead, recuperate for a month, recuperate the internal organs, don't do it again in three months, you can't die......"

Doctors have also seen a lot of this situation, and this time the medical team was specially transferred from the cave.

As long as people don't die, they are willing to smash pills and resources, and they can generally recover.

Of course, a broken palm like Sun Mingyu, even if it is connected, it will have a bit of an impact in the later stage.

However, it will be at least a two-month delay in cultivation.

Hearing that Zhao Xuemei could recuperate, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood in Zhao Xuemei's mouth also stopped, and her consciousness was still awake, and she said with difficulty: "I ...... I'm fine......"

Fang Ping didn't say anything when he saw this, and it was not the first time that Zhao Xuemei was competitive.

This time, knowing that he was defeated, he finally had the intention of losing both sides and disabled Wei Shujie.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping was a little curious, how was Wei Shujie?

It's not going to be scrapped all at once, is it?

If this is the case, it will be worse for a man than Sun Mingyu.

At this moment, Wei Shujie is not here, but in the inner room, and several people from Jingwu are also over there, Fang Ping is not good to see the excitement.

"Cultivate well. ”

Fang Ping admonished, seeing that Bai Ruoxi was also here, he didn't stay here for a long time, and he was still fighting in front.

......

The warrior broke out with all his might, went to the ring, Bo lived and died, and the victory and defeat were extremely fast.

When Fang Ping and the others came back, they happened to see Fu Changding roaring angrily, and a shot nailed Long Tao's thigh to the ground!

"Those who dare to bully our demon martial arts will kill you!"

Fu Changding didn't know Zhao Xuemei's situation yet, but obviously it wouldn't be too light, and he was also furious at the moment, and when he exploded with all his strength, he directly hit the dead hand!

If Long Tao hadn't avoided it in time just now, it would have been his chest that was nailed to the ground at this moment.

It just so happened that Han Xu and a few people from Jingwu also came back.

Seeing this scene, Han Xu's face was gloomy, and everyone in Jingwu also had ugly faces.

Wei Shujie was not lightly injured by Zhao Xuemei, and the doctor said that he would try his best to save that thing, in short, the situation was very critical, even if he saved it this time, he didn't want to go on stage in this round of competition.

Now that Long Tao was also seriously injured, Fu Changding also spoke wildly, how could everyone not be angry.

As Instructor Jingwu on the second floor opened his mouth to admit defeat, the medical team quickly carried people off the stage.

Five minutes into the battle, three people were seriously injured and stepped down!

Han Xu didn't wait for the referee to speak, and directly came to the stage with a spear.

As soon as Fu Changding saw him, he sneered: "What else are you doing with a gun? Just take out your sword." ”

"Fu Changding, do you think you can beat me?"

Han Xu was not in a hurry, and said lightly: "You learn to shoot, it should be a psychological shadow attack, right? I was shot by me and was bedridden for two months, and couldn't afford ......."

Fu Changding snorted coldly: "Does it make sense to talk about Chen Sesame and rotten grain?"

At the beginning, the people who learned guns in the world were all influenced by you Han Xu, jokes!"

"You and Tang Songting can actually enter the exchange competition, beyond my expectations, I thought that there were many demon martial arts talents, and the two of you couldn't get on. Han Xu said, and said: "But it doesn't matter, you couldn't raise your head when you could fight, and it's the same now!"

"Then try!"

As soon as his voice fell, the spear roared softly, and a shot had already been stabbed!

Han Xu didn't accept either, the figure moved, and left the place in an instant.

Fu Changding had seen his footwork last time, and he was not ambiguous at the moment, the spear instantly turned into a sweep, with him as the center, sweeping in all directions!

The next moment, Han Xu's figure appeared.

"I originally wanted to save some effort, but after thinking about it again, I still solved you neatly, with a gun, so that you will remember for the rest of your life, as long as I Han Xu uses a gun, you will never be an opponent!"

Han Xu still had the heart to speak at the moment, on the one hand, it was to hit Fu Changding's morale, and on the other hand, it also showed that he was indeed at ease.

"Buzz!"

There was a burst of roaring sound in the air, and Han Xu's spear quickly swept out, colliding with Fu Changding's spear.

"Bang!"

Spark sputtering.

The next moment, Han Xu's arms became thicker, and his temples collapsed.

Liu Huarong, who has been paying attention to the game, was surprised: "Three quenching bones, no, the upper limb bones have been quenched, it may be higher than three percent ......"

Han Xu also refined the lower limb bones, but at this moment, his arms were instantly thick, and they burst out with strong qi and blood.

"I thought that Han Xu was fast in footwork, but now it seems that he has underestimated Han Xu, and his qi and blood have exploded at 60 calories, which is not weaker than Fang Ping. ”

Chen Xueyan answered: "Fang Ping has encountered a strong opponent, Han Xu is faster than him, and he has also mastered the killer weapon. ”

"The two may not be able to meet. ”

“......”

Their voices fell, and in the ring, Fu Changding had already fought with Han Xu for more than ten moves.

Han Xu didn't break out every time, but he moved faster than Fu Changding, and after more than ten moves, Fu Changding obviously fell into disadvantage.

Fu Changding's face was flushed at the moment, and he was also furious in his heart.

Suddenly, Fu Changding roared angrily: "Look at my Luo family gun!"

With that, the spear in his hand instantly swung out, and a wave of air came from the shocking air.

Han Xu's face also became a little solemn.

was not ready to take Fu Changding's trick hard, Han Xu moved his steps and chose to avoid it.

But the next moment, everyone was a little confused.

Fu Changding's spear swept out, but he casually threw the spear away, and let the spear fly out, regardless of whether it would hurt people or not, there were so many grandmasters present.

The spear flew out of the stage with a "boom", and without waiting for the strong man on the second floor to make a move, the referee pinched it casually and caught the spear.

And Fu Changding threw out the spear, and the person had already rushed towards Han Xu.

Han Xu's attention was attracted by the spear just now, and he didn't wipe it for a while, and was hit close by Fu Changding.

"Bang ......"

The two were close, Fu Changding moved his fists and feet together, and Han Xu was not ambiguous, and started a hand-to-hand battle with him.

The two of them moved extremely fast, and a few seconds later, with a "bang", a figure flew out.

Everyone looked at it, it was Fu Changding.

Fu Changding's face was pale at the moment, and blood was oozing from his mouth, but he smiled proudly.

After laughing, his eyes hurriedly looked to the second floor.

He himself will not admit defeat!

Tang Feng, who was on the second floor, looked a little helpless, and said, "Admit defeat!"

Everyone had time to look at Han Xu, and Han Xu's face was a little pale, but he was much better than Fu Changding.

However, Fu Changding's smug smile was obviously for a reason.

At this moment, Han Xu's eyes were dark purple, both eyes were a little unable to open, and there were blood dripping from his nose.

Fu Changding took a few moves from him, and punched him in the face several times, almost disfiguring Han Xu.

Han Xu's qi and blood had not yet been exhausted, but his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and there was obviously some invisible tendency.

The first-rank martial artist has lost his eyesight, and it is difficult to listen to the wind and defend his position, and Han Xu at this moment obviously does not have much combat power left.

"Pretty fight!"

Seeing Fu Changding who was carried down, Fang Ping rarely praised him.

Han Xu was beaten like this, and he may not be Yang Xiaoman's opponent next.

Fu Changding gasped and smiled hard: "What is this, look at his face, I have to let him fight with a pig's head until the finals!"

Everyone was just depressed because of Zhao Xuemei's serious injury, but they all got a lot better at the moment, and they immediately laughed.

Yang Xiaoman was wearing fist gloves at the moment, and snorted: "Look at me, bastards who dare to beat women, I will make them look good!"

This is not only talking about Jingwu, but also talking about Fang Ping.

Fang Ping rolled his eyes, thought for a moment and reminded: "Han Xu's eyesight is impaired, you should have a good time dealing with it, but Fang Wenxiang's strength is not weak, don't be too seriously injured, you have to fight with them the day after tomorrow." ”

"Yes!"

Yang Xiaoman didn't know if he listened or not, he had already stepped into the ring.