Where did Zheng Qiu think that the other party would use this way of self-harm to suppress the medicinal effect of the laughing grass.

Seeing Le Guping rushing with his sword, he suddenly panicked, the seeds that were spilled out had been blown away by the air current, and the strength of the punch hit people's chests and couldn't be slowed down by half a minute.

What to do, I have no way out now.

Zheng Qiu suddenly thought of the two cartons that Master Wang stuffed into himself before participating in the competition, and the master said that these two cartons were spells and could only be used in a pinch.

Now is the pinch, and it's too late to use it.

He reached into his sleeve and felt for the two cardboard boxes hidden in the innermost, but the first one was only a seed, and the carton was still inside.

Seeing that the opponent was getting closer and closer, and there was no time to take out the carton and recite the mantra again, Zheng Qiu's heart was horizontal and decided to fight with his folded fingers.

He threw away the broken shield in his hand, and at the same time cast his folding fingers with his left and right hands, and grabbed the long sword that Le Guping had chopped.

When both hands grabbed the blade of the sword at the same time, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, and a large spark flew out from the place where the fingers touched the blade.

Le Guping saw that the long sword was caught, and knew that the other party had used the trick called Folding Flower Finger again, and couldn't help but be furious: "You are looking for death!"

He leaned forward and kicked the ground hard, pressing all his body weight on the long sword, and at the same time agitating his energy into the sword body, trying to stretch Zheng Qiu's fingers away.

Where did Zheng Qiu dare to let go, if he let this sword cut down, his head might be split into two parts.

He pinched the sword body tightly, ignoring the swelling pain in the meridians of his fingers, and tried to force the strength of his whole body into his hands.

The qi in his body, which was originally filled with muscles and blood vessels, was gradually induced, which suddenly made his strength soar, and he stiffly held the long sword that was slowly pressed down.

Le Guping couldn't press the long sword down, and Zheng Qiu couldn't lift the long sword up, so the two of them wrestled with each other with the sword body as the center.

The voice of the female commentator sounded again, encouraging the audience in the gladiatorial arena to cheer for the two.

Time passed little by little, Le Guping felt the smile in his chest continue to surge, if he laughed at this time, his body was relaxed, and Zheng Qiu would be able to escape.

You have to decide on this trick!

Le Guping twisted the hilt violently, turning the blade of the sword over, and the sharp blade sideways to scrape Zheng Qiu's fingers.

Zheng Qiu dared to pinch the blade of the sword with his folded fingers, but he didn't have the courage to touch the blade, but if he let go, the long sword would immediately slash into his head.

There was only one way at the moment, he shouted, twisting the sword body in the opposite direction with both hands, and at the same time shaking the meridians of his whole body, forcibly forcing his qi into his hands.

Click, click, the red-veined longsword let out an overwhelmed wail, and the crack accompanied by sparks extended from where Zheng Qiu's fingers had pinched.

With a crisp cracking sound, the long sword was suddenly twisted into two, and metal fragments scattered in all directions.

Le Guping saw that the long sword was broken, and then raised the back half of the truncated sword in his hand and continued to slash at Zheng Qiu.

Who knew that this time it was split, Zheng Qiu jumped away like a rabbit, and in the blink of an eye, he withdrew five or six feet away, as if his left leg had never been injured.

Although Le Guping felt strange, he didn't have much time to think about it now, and the smile kept urging him to attack quickly.

"Stop!"

Roaring after him, all he answered was a handful of seeds and a white air current.

When he took three steps and made two steps to chase in front of Zheng Qiu, and was about to raise his sword again, laughter rushed out of his chest: "Hahahaha!"

The flowing energy in Le Guping's body was suddenly interrupted, and his body shook suddenly, almost falling.

It was also at this time that he found that the seeds that had just fallen on his clothes were pulling out their buds.

Laughing violently caused his stomach to throb, and he involuntarily squatted down, his eyes staring viciously at Zheng Qiu, who was running farther and farther away.

At the same time, he felt as if something was blocking his throat, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

Zheng Qiu retreated dozens of feet in a row, and found that the other party did not chase after him.

He stopped and squinted his eyes to check, only to see Le Guping squatting on the ground, his laughter getting softer and softer, his face flushed, and he was trying to breathe with his mouth open.

The white-leaved choke orchid has worked! Looking at Le Guping's appearance, he should have inhaled a lot of phosphorus powder.

Zheng Qiu stood in place, waiting for his opponent to fall under the power of the medicine.

"Swordsmanship Master Le Guping has been plotted again, he seems to be very uncomfortable now, oh no, his movements are weak!

The commentary didn't understand what Zheng Qiu did, so he had to call it a secret plan.

The crowd in the stands erupted in boos, unhappy with the way Zheng Qiu had won.

Zheng Qiu would ignore these, at least he won the battle, and he didn't miss an arm or leg.

He reached out and touched his cheek, and found that the wound cut by the dagger was gone, and then opened the hem of his shirt to check his left leg, but there was no wound.

But the red blood stains on the hem of his shirt told him that he had indeed been injured just now, and he did not understand the reason, so he decided to ask the master when he returned.

Returning to the room where he was seated before the appearance, the eared cat pounced on him and hugged him excitedly: "Zheng Qiu, great, I knew you could do it!"

Then the eared cat went to pull the hem of Zheng Qiu's clothes: "You are injured, I will take you to the doctor to bandage ......"

Zheng Qiu shook his head and interrupted him: "The problem is that the injury is healed, you see." ”

Seeing the eared cat's disbelief, Zheng Qiu shrugged: "I don't know why, I have to go back and ask the master." ”

The eared cat grinned and pulled him to the seat: "It's a good thing, I'll let you play dangerous games in the future!"

The two frolicked for a moment, and the voice of the female commentator drew their attention back to the battlefield, this time it was Ma Peng who appeared.

And the person sent by the Wind Wolf Gladiatorial Troupe is also a big guy.

The game was not good-looking, even slightly funny.

The big guy on the opposite side was the same as Ma Peng, and he was also learning the beast refining body, and in order to deal with the qi cultivators, the two of them brought a shield with a large door panel.

The two stared at each other for a long time, then threw down their shields and threw up their fists to fight hand-to-hand.

The problem is that the beast refining body is outrageously strong, these two people you punch me, I will give you a kick in return, and there is no bruise on half of the side of the fight for hundreds of rounds.

After tearing like this for half an hour, Ma Peng and the big man of the wind wolf lost their strength and sat down on the ground, snorting and panting.

In the end, the commentator announced that the match was a draw, so it was the only draw in the Bounty Gladiatorial Tournament.

In the VIP room, City Lord Lin Minghao played with two seeds and said with a smile: "The exercises of the Ming Zong Sect are very strange, and they can actually promote the germination of seeds.

I remember the exercises of plants and trees, to show the real plants and trees, you should be above the realm of gods, which is interesting. ”

Lin Zou next to him asked, "City Lord, do you want to arrest Zheng Qiu for questioning?"

"No need, there are thousands of exercises in the Qianyun Sect, and it is normal for some to be weird, and it is not yet time to put aside the Ming Zong. ”

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