It was rare to have a kind white tooth, but Chen Lihua coldly rejected it. To some extent, there is a subtle resemblance to a noble princess who takes the initiative to show her love to a weak scholar but is politely refused. The white fangs of the knife are as bright as water, but she looks like an angry little princess, torturing the scholar with her own means to vent her grievances, and her cold expression is in stark contrast to her rich inner activities, and undoubtedly adds a bit of arrogance to it. ”

After another round of fierce exchanges, while the two sides were gasping for breath and resting, the system gave its own observations.

"I'll ask you to help me think of a way to defeat the enemy, and you're going to give me this?" Chen Lihua looked at this "Ancient Cold Special Forces" report and exploded her lungs, when the system only needed to say the location of the attack, Chen Lihua's resistance finally kept up with the rhythm of White Fang, but it was only barely resisting, she could only make her wooden sword appear in the right position when White Fang's wooden knife slashed over, but she couldn't make further counterattacks.

"I really don't have time to read the sword moves to you, my set of "Heaven and Earth Ecstasy Sword" pays attention to one that is connected to each other, one style and two styles, two styles of jumping eight, the moves are interconnected with each other, and the changes in the sword moves are used to gradually gain the upper hand in the counterattack, and the last move is to hook the soul thirteen styles to control the enemy." The system is also helpless.

Chen Lihua, who had long understood that all the names of the system were probably taken casually, didn't care about these details, and keenly grasped the crux of the problem: "Now the problem is that you can only say one word, but you can't report the sword move if you report the location, right?" ”

"Exactly." The system nodded like pounded garlic.

"Then don't report the location, report the sword move." Chen Lihua made a decision.

The system was shocked, Bai Fang's sword technique had been perfected, especially the change of moves in the battle was even more unexpected. For example, after Chen Lihua dodged a head-on blow, would the missing wooden knife split his legs? Or chopping arms? Or take a step back and open up space to re-decapitate? Even with the guidance of the system, in this kind of rapid contest just now, Chen Lihua was slashed again. Now if she doesn't report her position, how many tricks can Chen Lihua catch if she judges by herself?

"I'm running out of time." Chen Lihua knew that her physical strength was close to the limit, and her injured left arm and lungs were gradually deteriorating with the battle, so she had no time to continue thinking about the opponent's moves. "I can only fight for it, I think I can already see his moves."

On the other side, the shocked white tooth also wiped the sweat on his head with his hand, he really didn't expect Chen Lihua to hold on for so long, and as the battle continued, her reaction became faster and faster, and the dismantling move became more and more timely. Except for the first blow and the chest blow that she didn't pay attention to, she couldn't get any more offensive.

That won't work, White Fang thought. The physical exertion of the attacker is undoubtedly far better than that of the defender, and if he is knocked down by a little lady, he will probably be a laughing stock.

The thinking of the two sides seemed to be long, but in fact, it was fleeting, and after taking a breath, the two fought together again.

"Fourth from left." The system says.

The fourth is picking, Chen Lihua thought to herself, looking at the oncoming scimitar, she pursed her mouth and raised her hand slightly, and the menacing scimitar shifted along the way.

"Second from left", the critical moment is coming! Chen Lihua held her breath, if she couldn't see through this move, she would suffer another blow next, and she might have to lose!

Provoked scimitar slashed downward, the target is the head? Is it the chest? Thinking of the second way of moving, Chen Lihua realized in her heart. Take a step back with your left foot.

In the eyes of the audience, the situation is very different, because White Fang is the attacking side, and they feel that Chen Lihua has been pressed and beaten by White Fang for nearly five minutes, and after a short rest, Chen Lihua has already shown her defeat - the retreat of her left foot shows that she is powerless to resist. Is it finally coming to an end? The audience thought to themselves.

The subsequent development was beyond everyone's expectations, Chen Lihua's left step retreated, her right arm was raised, and the wooden sword led the scimitar, narrowly avoiding Chen Lihua's body, and it looked as if White Fang deliberately slashed the air along Chen Lihua's sword!

What the? White Fang was horrified in his heart, he had never seen such a strange sword technique.

"Sixth from the right." The system continued to broadcast, Chen Lihua was neither sad nor happy, and fell into a strange realm, at this moment she only had a wooden sword in her eyes, and nothing else.

White Fang became more and more irritable, and Chen Lihua took the initiative to stab after dodging a blow! Do you become proud with a slight advantage? White Fang thought angrily, no longer dodging, and stabbed with the same sword. Don't think that only you Jin people have the spirit of sacrifice, on the battlefield, we Jin people have always fought with their lives!

The scimitar stretched out, and the wooden sword quickly changed its moves, changing from a thorn to a point, and Chen Lihua took advantage of the situation to go away, like a fluttering butterfly. White Fang slammed into the air and the door opened.

"First seven, then nine, then eleven, thirteen!" The tone of the system also began to get excited, the White Fang's offensive had completely collapsed, and at this time, they only needed to continue attacking, and the victory would be theirs!

White Fang's misjudgment could only bear the bitter fruit, and Chen Lihua's sword moves fell like raindrops. His old strength is all out, and his new strength is not born, and the temporary stiffness has added many new scars.

White Fang looked up angrily, and saw a wooden sword close in front of him.

"You've lost, White Fang." Chen Lihua's crisp voice like a yellow oriole sounded so harsh to White Fang.

"I haven't fallen yet, I haven't lost yet!" White Fang's eyes were red, and he continued to wield the scimitar unwillingly.

"I said, it's the point." Chen Lihua just dodged, and from time to time tapped lightly on Bai Fang's body with a wooden sword to get more "points".

"Kill me if you kind! I killed you in the first place, don't you want revenge? What are you pretending to be merciful? White Fang fell into a state of frenzy.

"I said it from the beginning, to the point. What do you have to do with me? I repeat, throw in the towel, White Fang. Chen Lihua still had a look of joy or sadness, she knew that Bai Fang's heart was already messed up, otherwise she wouldn't have wielded it so unruly, and even let herself easily succeed on him several times again.

White Fang looked at Chen Lihua and roared, "I have killed hundreds of Jin people, don't you want to kill me?" ”

Chen Lihua glanced at White Fang and said, "Of course I want revenge, but it won't be now, now I only know that I said that this gamble is over, give up, White Fang." ”

White Fang gritted his teeth and said, "What if I don't? What if I continue to stalk and force you to separate yourself from life and death today? ”

Chen Lihua directly threw away the wooden sword in her hand. "If that's what you think, then there's nothing I can do. As a weak woman, my physical strength is far inferior to yours, and if you decide to share life and death with me, it will only be you who live and die. If you insist on that, then come. I don't resist. ”

White Fang looked at the wooden sword, and then at Chen Lihua, Chen Lihua's immature little face was full of dust at this time, and the red clothes on her body were also dirty because of the dust, the only thing that remained unchanged was the eyes, from the beginning to the present, that kind of clarity and stubbornness, remained the same.

"I throw in the towel." White Fang crouched on the ground in pain with his head in his hands, his hands ravaging his hair, and screamed.