Chapter Forty-Eight: Lightning Strikes

Duan Tianchi's handsome face suddenly became gloomy, and Zhou Yi's words on the high platform were naturally said to himself!

He had already consciously overestimated Zhou Yi's strength, and he did not hesitate to use layers of means to eliminate Zhou Yi from the Z Great Martial Arts Conference, but he never thought that his foolproof plan would be miscalculated, and dispatched the killing array laid by the seventeen players on the Z Master List, not only failed to stop the thousand cups from getting drunk, but was turned around by him and killed it cleanly?

Damn it! How powerful is this martial art that is not drunk in a thousand cups?

Just as he was losing his mind, a weak and boneless slender jade hand suddenly put on Duan Tianchi's shoulder, Duan Tianchi looked back, and saw the pretty and peerless Qiu Yuehan smiling like a flower and said with relief: "Don't worry!" Look at the appearance of a thousand cups not drunk, and he can't stand unsteadily, but it's just the end of the strong crossbow! ”

Duan Tianchi nodded when he heard this, his heart was much more comfortable, and in an instant, he returned to his previous calm look, looking back at the ring!

Zhou Yi, who stood on the high platform, supported his crumbling body with the sword of the third young master in his hand, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead tremblingly with his left hand, and said to the derpy in front of him with a pant: "I've been waiting for a long time, please!" ”

Derpy frowned and said, "A thousand cups are not drunk, look at your current appearance, even if I defeat you this time, I'm afraid it will not be a victory!" ”

Zhou Yi squeezed out a reluctant smile, and his voice seemed a little weak: "I won't lose!" ”

"Why?"

Zhou Yi didn't answer, he suddenly straightened up, and his tired and thin body suddenly exuded a breathtaking momentum, towering like a mountain, surging like a river and sea, and in just a blink of an eye, it seemed to have turned back into the famous Qianbei not drunk.

Derpy looked at Zhou Yi's appearance, nodded seriously, and slowly put his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, which was a sword that had never missed!

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall. All changes are still calm, and the spirit is calm"

Zhou Yi silently thought about Bing's heart, and gradually, the exhaustion of his body, the pain of his wounds, and the irritability in his heart were constantly left behind by Zhou Yi, and countless mundane thoughts were abandoned at this moment, as if only Zhou Yi and Derpy in front of him were left between heaven and earth!

Finally, Derpy moved first, his hand and his sword disappeared from Zhou Yi's sight in an instant, there was no gorgeous and dazzling sword qi special effects, and there was no unpredictable wonderful sword style, this sword was just simple fast, incomparably fast! It's so fast that Derpy's hand is gone!

Face the earth-shattering sword that disappears from view! Zhou Yi closed his eyes, quietly felt Derpy's fierce sword qi rushing towards him, and then swung the sword in his hand in front of him!

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound of long sword strikes, Derpy's lightning-fast sword was really blocked by Zhou Yi! Derpy's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Zhou Yi, who had closed his eyes, and muttered, "This is impossible!" ”

Zhou Yi didn't reply, he silently withdrew the third young master's sword, pulled a beautiful sword flower, and was about to draw his sword to fight again, but he just stood for a moment, waved his hand, bowed his head and said, "No, I admit defeat!" ”

Admit defeat, it's just a sword, and Derpy hasn't fallen behind at all, why should he admit defeat?

The entire venue was caught in huge doubts, and Zhou Yi preemptively asked: "Why?" ”

"Huh!" Derpy smiled, slowly retracted the long sword, and said, "I only have this sword, since you took it, I don't have any skills!" ”

"Only one sword?"

Derpy nodded and said softly, "This sword is called Lightning Shock!" With that, Derpy silently turned around and quietly walked back to the field.

In the fourth round, a thousand cups won without getting drunk.

Zhou Yi dragged his tired body and slowly walked out of the ring, Tang rushed over sadly, took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Zhou Yi's mouth.

Zhou Yi suddenly shouted: "You, you, you!! What is this stuff that is just stuffing it in my mouth? ”

Tang sadly knocked Zhou Yi's head hard, and scolded: "Let you eat, just eat, bring so much nonsense, hurry up and recuperate!" ”

It was still Han Yanrou, a soft girl with a kind heart, who stepped forward to help Zhou Yi press her shoulder, and said, "Why did you come so late today?" How many scholars are there? ”

Before Zhou Yi could speak, Tang was sad and replied first: "Do you still need to ask?" It must be our student elder who has used some kind of indiscriminate means! After speaking, Tang sadly turned his head to look in the direction of the rostrum, and pursed his lips disdainfully.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he shook his head helplessly and did not answer.

"That's right!" Tang was sad as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly looked back and asked, "That Derpy said that his sword is called Lightning Shock, what kind of martial arts is this?" ”

"I know, I know!" Han Yanrou said with a smile: "This is the first move in the world among the four great tricks in the world founded by the hero Xiao Qiushui in Wen Rui'an's novel "Wonder Heroes of China"! It's so fast that even the hand and the sword are gone, and it's so fast that the opponent can stop it. I didn't expect to be taken by you! ”

"I thought it was Jing Wuming's left-handed sword, if that's the case, no wonder he admitted defeat after I took the sword!" Zhou Yi nodded and said.

At this time, the second round of the competition also kicked off, and the first battle was the first place in the list of the top masters.

The world's strange sword god swordsmanship is driven by internal strength to send out sword energy, and the end is extremely powerful, and Qiu Yuehan refines the extermination double sword created by the extermination master, this should be a needle-tip swordsmanship duel against Maimang, who knows that the world is just stepping into the ring and admits defeat, which is really shocking!

"Holy! This escort is too obvious for Nima! Don was sad and suddenly jumped to his feet in anger!

I thought that I could take advantage of the battle between the world and the autumn moon and the cold to recover the true qi in my body, but I didn't expect it to be like this, Zhou Yi smiled helplessly twice, and slowly stood up from his seat.

Han Yanrou on the side suddenly gently grabbed Zhou Yi and whispered, "In this way, are you still going to continue fighting?" ”

Zhou Yi nodded and stepped into the ring with a firm face.

Duan Tianchi, who was dressed as a scribe and dressed as a scribe, looked at Zhou Yi, who was a little faltering, and said with a smile: "Brother who has been drunk for a long time, the name of the first villain in the world, it is really a great relief to be able to fight with Brother Qianbei today!" ”

Hum!

Zhou Yi sneered, looking at Duan Tianchi's well-dressed appearance, he felt very disgusted, and he didn't answer, a third young master's sword was already in his hand, ready to defeat the enemy at any time!

Duan Tianchi was a little dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's attitude, his complexion changed slightly, and he also pulled out his waist, circled Zhou Yi, and carried Tiannan's footwork to constantly change directions, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Zhou Yi was not in a hurry, standing in the center of the ring, secretly carrying the true qi of the Nine Heavens, and began to recover his strength, after a while, Duan Tianchi seemed to have discovered Zhou Yi's plan, and finally brazenly took out his sword, and stabbed Zhou Yi in the back of the heart with a move "Golden Horse Soaring".

After practicing the Nine Heavens True Scripture, Zhou Yi's spiritual sense was far beyond ordinary people, and with the help of Bing Xinjue, Zhou Yi's heart was as calm as dust, and all subtle changes could not escape Zhou Yi's perception.