The next moment, the girl screamed, and the soft whip in her hand shook in the other direction.

"Oops!" the young man was stunned, and before he could change the strength of his hand, the sword body deviated a distance in response, and then slashed diagonally past the girl.

A sharp and domineering aura oozed out, piercing straight into the girl's delicate skin, making her face even whiter, and she was secretly afraid of the consequences of the sword falling on her body.

However, she was afraid of returning to the future, and she finally got this opportunity, obviously she would not stop there. I saw her body drifting to the side, and her hands were even more proud, the spiritual power in the meridians was surging, and the strength of her palms was surging.

Qi Hexagram Eight Palms, although it is only a mere eight-grade fighting skill, the power is not great, but he has a characteristic - fast luck, in this case, no matter what kind of attack, directly acting on the opponent's body can lay a chance to win, so the main contradiction is not in the power, but the hit! The two staggered past for just a moment, and from the point of view of the extremely fast luck speed of this Qi Hexagram Eight Palms, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

Sure enough, after the opponent's figure endured this real slap, he finally couldn't support it, and he retreated violently, and the hand holding the heavy sword was finally powerless. Then there was a clang, and the wide sword fell to the ground with a roar.

"You ......" The young man's face turned red, and he looked at the girl angrily, but he was speechless for a while.

"You lost. The girl didn't care about the other party's angry look, but breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to see what Qing Zhengtao was going to do, which caused an uproar among everyone.

When the young man saw her movements, he came back to his senses for a while, and looked towards the ring next to him, and at this glance, his mouth suddenly gasped, "Si~ He actually challenged Qing Zhenghuan?"

That's right, at this time, Qing Zhengtao stood on the stage, pulled out a soft sword from his waist and pointed it at the other party. On the other side, a young man with squinting triangular eyes looked at him like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"Your defeated generals dare to challenge me?" he said sharply and harshly.

"Hmph, anyway, I still have a chance to challenge, why not ask Brother Huan to teach you that despicable method. Qing Zhengtao snorted coldly and did not back down.

"If you don't have the strength, you blame others for being despicable, hehe. The reason why you challenge me is that your thoughts are not necessarily very open!" Obviously, Qing Zhengtao couldn't win against Qing Zhenghuan a month ago, and a month later, the difference in strength between the two is even greater, and if you want to win, you have to make it more difficult. Obviously, Qing Zhengtao's move was just to weaken his strength, so as to make him stand unstable.

"Hehe, each other. Qing Zheng smiled solemnly.

"Hmph, then let me reward you for another failure. Come on, come on, and see how you've grown this month. I hope you don't be as vulnerable as a local chicken and a dog, and save yourself from saying that I bullied you later. The small eyeballs in Qingzheng Huan's eyes were shining with coldness, since he knew that the other party could not give up, he was not prepared to talk nonsense.

Then, he beckoned to the audience, and a guy dressed as a small guy brought up a weapon in the shape of a burning stick.

"This weapon looks pretty bad. Lonely looked at it from afar, and couldn't help but wonder. When he looked at it from such a distance, it was like a dark red tree trunk, which looked like it was more than four feet long, and the surface was not even, and it looked like the mouth of a branch growing crookedly in some places.

Qing Zhengtao knew even better, the stick that made him gnash his teeth! It is said to be made of mud and bloodstone, and it is not gold or iron when it is knocked on, but it is extremely hard, and the surface is a layer of dark red, but in fact, the bright red surface is covered with a layer of black-brown stripes, as if it has been stained with some dirt.

"I heard that the two of them faced off once last month. ”

"That's right, at that time, Qing Zhengtao had an injury on his left foot, and then Qing Zhenghuan held on to it, and the burning stick in his hand was relatively long, and he kept knocking on his injured leg, and finally Qing Zhengtao was in pain and couldn't stand up, so Qing Zhenghuan won. ”

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When a group of people around heard it, they all felt a tingling sensation in their left foot.

"This ...... It's really bad. ”

"That is, it is estimated that Zhengtao will die this time. ”

"Not necessarily, he shouldn't be able to beat the other party right now. All he had to do was drain his strength. ”

"Drain strength?"

"Well, that's ......"

On the stage, the two of them didn't care what the people in the audience said, anyway, they were quite clear about these grievances in their hearts, after the law enforcer announced the start of the game, the two fought like enemies meeting, the sword shadow and the stick wind were staggered and whistling, and Kuang Kuangdang's voice was endless.

Qing Zhengtao's soft sword is quite distinctive, at one moment it seems to be like a sharp bayonet piercing the opponent's throat, and at another time it shakes like a whip and brushes it over and over again, which makes people unable to guard against it.

But Qing Zhenghuan is not easy to mess with, and he plays with a stick in one hand, but it is strange that the masculine weapon of the stick should have been opened and closed, but in his hand it is indeed extremely bad, picking thorns and hits, and picking all kinds of tricky angles. In particular, the soft sword in Qing Zhengtao's hand was difficult to block his offensive at all, and for a while, Qing Zhenghuan had the upper hand.

After about ten or twenty moves, the two finally ended the grappling breathlessly, and they stepped back one after another to guard against it. At this time, looking at the two of them again, everyone felt soft.

I saw that Qing Zhengtao's whole body was blue and purple, and he was bruised, and he didn't know how many heavy blows he had received from the other party. But Qing Zhenghuan on the other side looked even more miserable, there were several cuts on his body, and the blood kept gushing outward, if he didn't just let the blood go on like this, he was afraid that he would lose too much blood.

"Are they desperate at this point?" said some timid onlookers.

"It's so ruthless, it's so ruthless!"

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"Oh, these little guys are so angry, they fight so fiercely. On the high platform, Elder Bai was slightly surprised.

"Hey, he'll let him do all these little fights, as long as he doesn't die. Qing shook his head.

"I really admire the two young men, they have blood! Unlike those geniuses, the bean sprouts in the greenhouse, they are afraid when they see blood, how can they be mixed up when they grow up?"

"This is not a life-and-death fight, they are all clansmen, where to kill and kill the living, I hope they can stop in moderation and not fight too fiercely. The deputy hall master of the Punishment Hall, who was sitting in the corner, frowned, and looked worriedly at the two people in the field who were staring at each other viciously.

I don't know if his words were fulfilled, Qing Zhengtao in the field stared at the other party twice, and really jumped out of the ring by himself. However, looking at his slumped back, it was obvious that he had no choice but to do so.

Hearing the voice of the enforcer announcing his victory, Qing Zhenghuan glared at Qing Zhengtao's back viciously, and hurriedly took out various pills and plasters from his arms to heal his injuries.

At this moment, the young man in the eleventh ring next to him stepped down from the stage. This scene fell in Qing Zhenghuan's eyes, and he immediately gritted his teeth in anger.