Gao Ju leaned on the small door and said, "This person's knife technique is very close to Wang Zhi's!" Zhou Ting said with a smile on the side: "He just has a lot of strength, and he doesn't have any sword skills." ”

Gao Ju glanced at Zhou Ting and asked, "Does Han Lin have any hope of winning?" Zhou Ting nodded and said, "There is half hope!" Gao Ju nodded happily, and later reacted, as if he hadn't said this, and glared at Zhou Ting again.

Han Lin dodged while paying attention to Ding Qi's pace, although this person's strength was amazing, but in terms of body style, it was very ordinary, and his knife speed was not very fast. As long as he consumes more physical strength, he should be able to defeat.

Han Lin has been dodging and running, and the power of Ding Qi's every knife has never slowed down. And the more he fought, the more courageous he became, Ding Qi held the knife, roared excitedly, and chased after Han Lin. It's like a hound chasing its prey.

Han Lin gradually sweated on his forehead, running like this was also consuming his physical strength, and it seemed that he could only find an opportunity to fight. Otherwise, as long as you are negligent, you may become a ghost under the knife of Ding Qi.

Thinking of this, Han Lin stopped his body, the blade was outward, and the tip of the knife was downward, which was the starting style of the jump slash. When Ding Qi saw it, he smiled slightly, accelerated his speed and ran towards Han Lin, and then kicked his feet hard, and the person had already jumped into the air. The knife in his hand turned into a sword light and slashed straight down.

Seeing that Ding Qi was so fierce, Han Lin hurriedly put away his knife and rolled to the side, Ding Qi's knife chopped on the ground, stirring up a piece of sand and gravel. Ding Qi put away the knife and turned his head to look at Han Lin lying on the ground. He walked quickly, raised his knife, and smashed it down again.

Han Lin turned over and jumped up from the ground, and the knife in his hand slashed at Ding Qi from the bottom up, Ding Qi didn't expect Han Lin to move so fast. I want to use the knife to defend, but the knife is already in the air, and I don't have to rush to put the knife away.

Ding Qi kicked the ground with one foot, and his body flew backwards quickly, but Han Lin's knife was already in front of him. Ding Qi subconsciously raised his hand for a moment, but Han Lin's knife had already slashed at his chest and slashed across Ding Qi's chest.

Ding Qi fell to the ground, turned over and stood up again, looked down at his wound, this wound, from the neck to the abdomen, fortunately, the wound was not deep. Ding Qi glanced at Han Lin, nodded at Han Lin, and smiled, as if praising Han Lin's sword skills.

Han Lin's behavior of being abandoned by Ding was inexplicable. Ding Qi stretched out a hand and began to untie the gauze wrapped around his arm. He lowered his head and said, "I'm glad to meet you today!" ”

Han Lin didn't know what Ding Qi was doing? Holding the saber with both hands, he stood up straight and said to Ding Qi: "Me too!" Ding Qi glanced up at Han Lin, smiled again and said, "Do you know, why do I have gauze wrapped in my hands?" Han Lin shook his head suspiciously.

Ding Qi had already untied the sand coin in one hand and began to open the gauze in the other hand, he said to Han Lin: "I can't control my own strength, and the gauze in my hand can restrain my strength, but today, I am very happy that I can play happily once!" ”

Hearing this, Han Lin swallowed his mouth and smeared it, thinking to himself that the round of attacks just now was actually not an all-out attack, so what kind of attack would it be when he untied the gauze, and how would I defend it.

Han Lin stuck the knife into the field, picked up his clothes, wiped the sweat from his hands, and said to Ding Qi with a smile: "Then I can too, I can play with you happily!" ”

Ding Qi had completely untied the gauze on his arm. He stretched out his arms, his hands clenched, and the muscles in his arms bulged out, like solid stones, and his arms "clicked" a few times.

Ding Qi stretched his body, picked up the saber again, and easily swung it in his hand a few times, the knife turned into a piece of knife light, which was even more dazzling under the sunlight. He smiled and said to Han Lin, "Then, let's start!" ”

After Ding Qi finished speaking, his body moved, and he pounced on Han Lin with one hand. The knife in his hand was also slashed at Han Lin, because Ding Qi's speed was too fast, Han Lin couldn't dodge, so he could only raise the knife with both hands and meet Ding Qi's knife, the two knives collided together, and sparks splashed everywhere.

When Han Lin turned over and rolled to the side, he saw that his knife had been cut out of a gap, just when Han Lin was stunned, Ding Qi wheeled the knife and pounced again, Han Lin hurriedly dodged, and Ding Qi's knife grazed Han Lin's back.

Ding Qi smiled, and at this time, Han Lin's body was exactly that, with his back to him, Ding Qi immediately slashed, and the knife slashed at Han Lin from the bottom up.

Han Lin just felt a strong wind in his back, he didn't even think about it, he directly put the knife behind his back, and hit it with a "dang". Han Lin's whole body flew out. His knife broke in two pieces and fell aside. Han Lin suddenly felt that his breath was not smooth, and his chest felt as if he was being pressed by a boulder.

Han Lin reluctantly stood up, his eyes were a little dizzy, he shook his head to keep himself awake, saw his broken knife fall not far away, and walked a few steps, wanting to pick it up.

Ding Qi held his knife and looked at it with interest, shaking Han Lin, with a smile on his lips. He took a few steps forward, picked up Han Lin's broken knife with his foot, and kicked it to Han Lin's side.

At this moment, the audience burst into laughter. Ding Qi looked up at the audience on the stage with satisfaction.

Han Lin picked up the knife on the ground and saw that the tip of his knife had been broken, but at the tip of the knife, a crescent-shaped blade was formed. Han Lin lovingly wiped it with his hand. Looking up at Ding Qi, he stretched out a hand and beckoned to Ding Qi, signaling Ding Qi to continue. Ding Qi frowned when he saw Han Lin's move.

Then he ran quickly and rushed straight at Han Lin, Han Lin held the knife in both hands, he didn't want to escape, this time he had to decide with Ding Qi.

Han Lin held the handle of the knife in one hand and the blade of the knife with the other, the blade flat outward. One foot forward, one foot behind, body slightly squat. Ding Qi was stunned when he saw Han Lin's posture, he knew the starting style of the stab at this time.

Ding Qi didn't expect that Han Lin would actually use a spur, he didn't dare to slack off, and stopped running, but at this time it was already very close to Han Lin, he hurriedly lowered his body, the blade was outward, and made a jumping and slashing posture, maybe only in this way, he could defend the spur, but in the face of the spur, no one could defend it.

Han Lin leaned forward slightly. Ding Qi was engrossed, staring at the knife in Han Lin's hand, this was the first time he had faced a stab, and he was also a little timid in his heart.

I saw Han Lin suddenly launch his body and quickly run towards Ding Qi, Ding Qi's knife was held tighter, this blow would hit in that direction, Ding Qi didn't know.

When Han Lin was about to reach Ding Qi, his body suddenly jumped upward, and the knife in his hand quickly slashed towards Ding Qi. Ding Qi was defending carefully, but he didn't expect Han Lin to use a leap slash, not a spur. But he always thought it was a thrust, so it was too late to react now.

Han Lin's knife was directly slashed at Ding Qi's shoulder, and it was Ding Qi's arm holding the knife, Ding Qi's knife fell to the ground, and Han Lin's knife slashed into more than half. Han Lin's face was happy, as long as he used a little force, Ding Qi's arm would be cut off, and suddenly Ding Qi reached out and firmly grasped Han Lin's knife.

Ding Qi's arm was bruised, his face was deformed, he gritted his teeth, glared at Han Lin, his arm was forceful, and little by little he pulled out the knife that was cut into his shoulder, Han Lin was in mid-air, holding the knife in his hand, and he also gritted his teeth and pressed the knife down, wanting to continue cutting.

Ah Hui and the others were stunned when they saw this scene. I didn't expect Ding Qi to be so strong. And the strength is amazing, Han Lin's knife has already had a large part, and it was pulled out of his shoulder by Ding Qi. When Qiao Li saw this scene, he exclaimed, "Not good! ”

Ding Qi pulled out the knife with one hand, he grabbed Han Lin's knife with one hand, and Han Lin also held the knife with both hands in mid-air, Ding Qi was equivalent to lifting Han Lin and the knife with one hand. Han Lin saw in mid-air that Ding Qi had already drawn his knife.

But if you let go, your knife will be snatched by Ding Qi, and you have no knife in your hand, so you can only be slaughtered by others. But he didn't let go, and he was in a stalemate with Ding Qi, and he couldn't take advantage of the slightest advantage in strength.

Just when Han Lin was still hesitating, Ding Qi's eyes were bloodshot, he roared loudly, and with one hand, he turned up, Han Lin grabbed the knife, and his side kept spinning in the air, and it was too late to let go.

Ding Qi turned faster and faster, he howled loudly, his eyes kept staring at Han Lin in the air, he turned violently for a few laps, and suddenly let go, Han Lin crashed into the guardrail on the edge of the field at a very fast speed.

At this moment, Han Lin's eyes turned black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he curled up to the ground, just after Han Lin landed, Ding Qi took a big stride, like a mad cow, and ran towards Han Lin.

Han Lin raised his eyes and just saw Ding Qi's figure, and his body was knocked out again. Then, his back was stepped on hard, and Han Lin felt that his entire back had lost sensation. He lay on his back on the ground, looking at the blue sky.

A black shadow fell from mid-air, and one foot stepped on Han Lin's face, Han Lin trembled, raised the knife in his hand, and wanted to block it.

When Qiao Li saw this scene, he shouted, pushed open the small door in the field, and was about to rush in to save Han Lin, but as soon as he pushed open the small door, Yao Yu stood in front of him with a smile in front of the door, blocking Qiao Li, he grabbed Qiao Li's arm with one hand, and said softly: "Captain Qiao Li, please respect yourself!" ”

Qiao Li stopped and glared at Yao Yu angrily, Yao Yu still smiled and said to Qiao Li: "Don't break the rules, please go back!" ”

Han Lin held the knife and lay on the ground, while Ding Qi stood in front of Han Lin, both of them motionless. There was silence in the room. All of them didn't know what was going on.

A stream of blood flowed from Han Lin's knife, and Ding Qi opened his mouth, wanting to say something to Han Lin, but there was a "gurgling" sound in his throat. Han Lin's knife had already stabbed into Ding Qi's abdomen, Ding Qi fell to his side with one hand, and with one hand, he grabbed the knife that stabbed him in the abdomen and fell to the ground with a bang.

Han Lin looked at the blue sky and let out a long sigh of relief. After Ding Qi fell to the ground, several people rushed to the field carrying stretchers, behind these people, followed by Teng Qing, his expression was nervous, and he ran to Han Lin and Ding Qi in a few steps, he began to check Ding Qi's injuries, and said to those people: "Quick, quickly carry it, medical area." Fast! ”

Several people put Ding on the stretcher and left the venue quickly, Fuji Qing leaned down again and checked for Han Lin, Han Lin smiled and said to Teng Qing: "I'm bothering you again!" Teng Qing glanced at Han Lin and continued to check. Then he said to the others: "This is also sent to the medical area!" ”