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The remaining thirty-two big men saw that Yu Qian knocked him down with one move, and they didn't dare to underestimate this young man anymore, so they leaned over to him one after another.

Yu Qian also felt the pressure of the other party, and held the wooden sword tighter, staring at the other party without blinking, his legs divided into a bow shape, ready to make a sudden blow at any time.

Seeing that the other party had already formed a half-circle, he couldn't wait any longer. Yu Qian clenched his teeth, roared secretly, and rushed out, and the wooden sword stabbed straight into the throat of the person facing him.

The man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bent down to dodge, although Yu Qian only used a wooden sword, but he would be seriously injured if he wanted to stab him in the throat.

Seeing that the blow missed, Yu Qian quickly retreated, not giving the other party a chance to besiege, and continued to maintain a confrontation with them. The big men pressed forward step by step, and Yu Qian slowly retreated, and the distance between the two sides remained at about three steps.

"Yikes!" A big man roared, and finally blew the horn of attack. Almost at the same time, at least five knives were either slashing or stabbing at Yu Qian.

Yu Qian used all his tricks, which was regarded as blocking the first round of attacks, and before he could be given a chance to breathe, the second round of attacks began again.

Five knives again, five angles, greeted Yu Qian's body everywhere. Yu Qian rolled on the spot, dodged away in embarrassment, and just got up, the big man's knife came to his eyes again. After all, Hongmen's Jingying is different from the gangsters on the street, and there is no gap in their cooperation, and this round of attacks is like a wave, one wave is not settled, and another wave is coming, endlessly, forcing Yu Qian to retreat again and again. After only a few rounds of attacks, Yu Qian had been forced down the steps.

Seeing that Yu Qian went down the steps, Dahan no longer pursued, but just held his knife and stood on the steps. Yu Qian held his knees with both hands, bent over and gasped for breath, but this moment of work was like a sprint for five kilometers to him. Looking up at the thirty-two big men standing on the steps, like thirty-two King Kongs, Yu Qian felt insurmountable.

Can I take them down? Yu Qian doubted his own strength, the gap between the two sides was too big, and it was impossible to complete it at all. When Yu Qian hesitated, Dong Xinlei didn't know when he came behind Yu Qian, patted him on the shoulder, and said firmly: "Brother Qian, no matter when, I will always support you, and I believe that you are invincible, I want to find out what difficulties in this world can stump you, but I really can't find it." ”

I am invincible! Because my name is Yu Qian! Yu Qian was shocked after listening to Dongxinlei's words, and nodded to him gratefully.

People sometimes feel strange that when you face a difficult situation alone, you feel that it is as high as a mountain and cannot be crossed. If, at this time, someone suddenly stands with you to face the difficulties together, even if he can't help much, you will feel that the mountain is no longer a mountain, and you can cross it in one step.

Yu Qian closed his eyes and inhaled silently for a while. His breathing gradually became even, and with a wave of the wooden sword in his hand, he walked up the steps again with infinite confidence.

Five knives, five knives again! This time, Yu Qian had no fear in his heart, shook his body slightly, dodged the three knives in the front, blocked the knife on the right side with a wooden sword, and his left hand was like lightning, and grabbed the back of the knife that stabbed him, and turned his wrist violently, the big man on the left couldn't hold the knife, and the steel knife came out of his hand.

Yu Qian grabbed the back of the knife and shouted, "The knife will be returned to you!" At the same time, with a strong swing of his arm, the knife smashed heavily on the big man's head. The big man didn't scream, his head was on the handle of the knife, and he fainted on the spot.

With the sound of the big man falling to the ground, the second round of attacks arrived. At this time, it was too late to dodge, Yu Qian still used the old method to roll on the spot, and he could dodge.

This time, though, instead of rolling backwards, he headed to his left side. Stopping at the soles of the big man's feet on the left, the wooden sword stabbed the big man in the lower abdomen with the momentum. The man bent over in pain, his head was close to Yu Qian, and then the man felt a pain in his jaw, his mind was blank, and he saw the corners of Yu Qian's mouth with an evil smile before falling to the ground, this smiling face was so annoying, but he was unable to stand up and break the smiling face.

Yu Qian rolled up and down, flashing and moving, and revisited the tricks he had used in his life. There were already more than a dozen people on the ground, and each of them had only received one or two blows, but the places in the middle were all critical, and it was difficult to get up after falling to the ground.

After a round of scuffle, both sides were a little overdrawn and returned to the confrontation. Although Yu Qian didn't waste his strength, he was also sweating profusely, and his clothes were cut five or six times. The rest of the big men are not much stronger than Yu Qian, the sweat on their faces is mixed with dust, black and white, looking like characters in Jijing Opera.

The two sides looked ridiculously embarrassed, but none of the thousands of disciples below laughed, and they forgot to cheer. Although the two sides are facing each other, they do not take a step back, and the battle has reached a fever pitch.

They were far away from the field, but they could still feel the bursts of murderous aura emanating from both sides, permeating the air, acting as an invisible pressure, pressing people unable to breathe and breathless. People don't even blink their eyes for fear of missing out on this wonderful moment.

After all, Dahan's physical strength was less than Yu Qian's, and after resting for half a moment, he began to move forward slowly, forming an encirclement trend for Qian.

Yu Qian was weak, as light as a wooden sword, and in his hand, it seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Looking at these short thirty-three steps, I couldn't help but sigh, this is definitely the most difficult step in my life.

Thinking of this, Yu Qian laughed, wiped a handful of sweat from his eyes, and cheered up, this may be the only force that supports him not to fall.

The scuffle began again, and Yu Qian took advantage of the strength he had just regained a little to rush forward with a roar, like an angry lion, no one dared to stop him. There are still ten steps, Yu Qian silently calculated in his heart, but the strength in his body was evacuated, and he was on the ground with a wooden sword, and his body was shaky.

Seeing that his momentum had declined, the twenty big men firmly surrounded him in the middle. A person behind him screamed and slashed at Yu Qian's shoulder, he could feel the sharp scream of the blade cutting through the air, but he really didn't have the strength to dodge, and the muscles on his body contracted out of instinct.

"Phew!" The steel knife cut a hole more than a foot long behind Yu Qian's back. The big man wanted to laugh, but the smile didn't stay on his face for a second before he froze, Yu Qian waved his backhand, and the wooden sword smashed on his temple. The big man screamed and rolled down the steps.

Yu Qian felt that his back was hot, and before he could check it, he stabbed him with a knife on the side.

Yu Qian still didn't dodge, seeing the tip of the knife stabbing into his soft underbelly, the powerful momentum made his body shake again and again. When the knife stabbed Yu Qian's soft underbelly, the big man felt that something was wrong, he couldn't feel the pleasure of the knife rubbing against the flesh and bones, and just wanted to shout loudly, but it was too late, Yu Qian's wooden sword slashed horizontally at his neck. Dahan helplessly followed the trajectory of the senior brother just now and rolled down the steps.

Yu Qian pretended to grasp the steel knife on the soft underbelly, giving others the feeling of an immortal god of war, seriously injured and not falling.