Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Calculation Fell Through
Yin Li's words fell, he stood two meters vertically, and slashed down with a knife in both hands.
Wei Shixiao shouted a reminder from him, and he hurriedly raised his gun to block it.
Everything seems to be good, and the sixteen moves seem to have passed.
But listen, bangββ!
The glittering blade slashed at the barrel of the gun, making a thunderous sound. At the same time, a wave of white light burst out from the place where the weapons collided, and the white light wave rippled in all directions like a tide, blowing the entire school field trees crookedly. Yin Li was shocked three meters away, his internal organs were huge, and the corners of his mouth were mixed with blood, while Wei Shixiao was shocked back two steps before he could stabilize his body.
The students in the audience were startled and couldn't help but step back, for fear of being injured by mistake.
The two popes under the gate, the Empress Dowager Dong, and the real people of the Nine Palaces also tensed their nerves.
In the ring, Yin Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Are you stupid and very good?" β
Wei Shixiao said proudly: "Each other." This son of the world is more ambitious than the sky, and he has never disdained to cheat, but it is different from you, you are too cunning, and you were almost attacked and assassinated last time, but I have to guard against the top of the list this time, otherwise my left arm will not move. β
Yin Li put the blade on his shoulder and sneered: "Don't say that you are so noble, just the things you are doing in the Forgotten Forest, you can't even do the pigs and dogs, and you dare to say that you don't cheat." I'm not as brazen as you, I don't have a grudge against me, I'm easy to talk about everything, and if I have a grudge, a hundred sneak attacks are not too many. β
It turned out that they were just being amiable, but it was just a trick to confuse each other.
When the two of them were fighting, they actually secretly converging their physical strength in their hands.
They have the power in their hands, which is equivalent to omitting the time to conduct qi, trying to be one step ahead of others in attack and defense. They had the same plan, and they delayed instilling their skills in their weapons, first, in order to respond to the agreement and lure the enemy into depth, and secondly, they wanted to wait for an opportunity, urge their skills, and defeat the enemy with one move. I never thought that such a plan would eventually come to naught.
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Tearing off the disguise, the amiable situation was immediately reversed, and the ring became murderous.
Yin Li knew very well that Wei Shixiao was just a test just now, and he didn't use all his strength.
At present, he only has four successes, and if he competes with Wei Shixiao's internal strength, he is afraid that he will not be able to even move three moves. You must know that Wei Shixiao has entered the middle three realms and is now in the first-grade Mahayana realm, but he has only reached the realm of cohesion, and is now in the first-grade force, and the difference between the two is a whole realm, it can be said that he has no chance of winning, and he can't even hurt Wei Shixiao in the slightest.
With such a big difference in strength, what should it be?
Yin Li stared for a moment, and had an idea in his heart.
His dark luck skills were in the palm of his hand, his eyes looked at Wei Shixiao, and he took four or five steps back and forth in the ring, when suddenly his eyes widened and he shouted: "The fire of the black abyss!" As soon as he shouted, Wei Shixiao panicked and hurriedly retreated. Yin Li snorted, jumped up, raised his knife and aimed at Wei Shixiao's gun-wielding hand to slash it.
Wei Shixiao danced twice, but he didn't see the fire on his body, and he knew that he was fooled.
At a glance, he saw Yin Li leaping in front of him, and the big blade was directly approaching his hand.
This knife came fiercely, fast and treacherous, there was no time to parry, when the crisis was instantaneous, he could only shrink his hand sideways, and the knife edge passed by him, but it still cut his right arm, the wound was boneless, and he couldn't even hold the gun steadily, and fell to the ground with a block. Wei Shixiao was furious, he didn't care about the wound on his right hand, and took advantage of Yin Li's knife to be caught off guard, and slapped out with his left palm.
Bang!
Yin Li's middle palm in the chest, like a kite off the line, fell heavily on the edge of the ring.
Then he raised his neck and spurted blood, and the blood mist was everywhere.
He only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, and his body turned over and over, and he couldn't shout in pain.
Although it was extremely painful, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said in his heart: "When I went on stage to fight him, I never thought about retreating, Sister Xingyue refused to admit defeat when she was dying, how could I fall behind, in short, this palm was not in vain, I just want you people to see my indomitable will." It's a pity that I couldn't cut off Wei Shixiao's hand, it's a pity. β
In addition to thinking about it, I also have to sigh and admire Wei Shixiao's strong cultivation.
He slashed it with a knife, and while Wei Shixiao retracted his hand to avoid it, he was still able to make a palm.
This superb response alone is not comparable to him.
In a daze, I only heard someone in the audience shouting for him to admit defeat.
Yin Li said in his heart: "Yin people will only bleed, and they will not admit defeat." β
He struggled to sit up, stuck his knife in the ground, and stood up with the strength of his arm on the hilt of his hand. Standing up, he stood up, but the pain in his body was intense, he couldn't straighten his waist, so he could only hunch his back, stared at Wei Shixiao with bloodshot eyes, and said: "According to your cultivation, you could have knocked Dian Xingyue out of the ring early, but you didn't do it, and almost abolished her, why? Is it because Dian Xingyue is a Yin person, that you will have such a heavy hand?"
"Yin people are like ants, and their lives are worthless. β
Wei Shixiao closed his eyes arrogantly, and spoke like a god on top. He was very tolerant, and his injured right hand hurt so much that his heart was piercing, but he still stood upright, arrogant, hiding his right hand behind him, and letting the blood flow.
Yin Li covered his chest, grinned with bloody teeth, and said: "Silly Que, look at who is higher and lower in your head and your hands, if I cut off my head just now, how sure are you that you can dodge?" I think your head has already blossomed." I only hurt your arm, but I didn't kill you, just to let you understand that your life can kill even me, an ant, and it is even more worthless. β
"Your mouth is as deceitful as your sword, and this world disdains to talk to you. β
Wei Shixiao didn't pick up the gun, he carried his bloodied right hand on his back, and walked towards Yin Li with a gloomy face.
Yin Li held a knife in both hands, crossed his chest, and made a guard gesture. When he lifted the knife, his chest hurt greatly, his mouth was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. At the moment when he vomited blood, Wei Shixiao took a quick step, walked around behind him, and grabbed his right arm with his left hand. Yin Li was startled and rushed forward, intending to break free from the restraint of his right arm, but he was a step too late.
Wei Shixiao's left hand urged, and his five fingers suddenly locked his right arm like a lock.
Yin Li couldn't break free, and immediately said: "Don't want to throw me out of the ring, I haven't had enough fun." β
Wei Shixiao leaned on his back and sighed in his ear: "Quiet, you hurt Ben Shizi's right arm, how can Ben Shizi be willing to throw you out of the ring." Since you like your right hand so much, then this son will give you one, you taste it slowly, and feel the pain of being an ant with your heart. β
After saying that, the internal energy of the body continued to surging to the left hand.
He wanted to use his fingers to slowly crush Yin Li's right arm.
Yin Li gathered his strength on his arm, and he could resist it at first, but later Wei Shixiao's strength became bigger and bigger, and five hard fingers pulled into his muscles little by little, making him tremble all over his body and sweat like rain.