Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Thought of Victory or Defeat

Gu Fei and Han Xiuwen, who walked slowly, looked solemn, and they both jumped to stand in the ring of the martial arts competition, the two were silent, their cold eyes intertwined, and suddenly the atmosphere in the ring became tense. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The two people in the ring unscrupulously released their strong aura, and the two sides became tense respectively, and Gu Fei's sharp scimitar was about to face Han Xiuwen's cold silver spear.

"Gu Fei, last time you were lucky to make a sneak attack, this time you didn't have such good luck!" Han Xiuwen shouted.

Han Xiuwen has always been obsessed with losing to Gu Fei, a civilian, not only losing the second place in the combat power list, but also because he lost too aggrieved.

"Haha, how can a defeated subordinate be worried, he could defeat you last time, and this time the ending is still the same. Gu Fei was calm and calm, and said arrogantly.

"You ......" Han Xiuwen pressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "Hmph, then let's see the real chapter on the bottom of your hand!"

Immediately, the cold silver spear swept in a dashing manner, and the swing of the silver spear caused a strong air flow to blow in the ring, and suddenly, Han Xiuwen raised the gun and pointed directly at Gu Fei in front of him, and a sharp air flow made the clothes on his body flutter constantly.

In the face of Han Xiuwen's provocation with a gun, Gu Fei didn't dare to slack off.

Boom!

Gu Fei's arc scimitar was quickly pulled out, and suddenly there was a trembling sound of scimitar on the ring.

For a while, the two in the ring were like fire and water, and a big battle was about to break out.

However, at this moment, outside the ring, several groups of people arrived one after another, and they all stopped to watch the fierce battle that was about to take place in the ring.

"Fourth, who do you say will win this Han Xiuwen or Gu Fei!" Li Kejie was dressed in a golden martial robe, but his handsome face was not intimidating, he looked at the tension in the ring with his hands behind his back, and asked indifferently.

"Needless to say, Han Xiuwen has been in retreat for a long time, and now that his strength has increased dramatically, then Gu Fei must not be his opponent. Originally, Li Xingjian's evil expression on his face was all restrained, and he was confident.

"Then let's move on. Li Kejie didn't squint, stared at the direction of the ring, and said with a smile.

At this time, in the martial arts arena of White Deer Academy, seeing the arc scimitar pulled out by Gu Fei, Han Xiuwen's silver spear flashed, and his speed increased suddenly, only to see a silver light appear in the air and slash Gu Fei away.

Gu Fei responded calmly, holding an arc scimitar to perform a strange and tricky knife technique.

In the face of Han Xiuwen's domineering and powerful overlord marksmanship, Gu Fei went to the extreme, relying on the strange knife technique of the arc scimitar, and easily unloaded Han Xiuwen's domineering spear with skill.

"Hey, why is this Gu Fei's knife technique so tricky and weird. Mu Yang looked at the two people who were constantly fighting in the ring, frowning, and was deeply curious about Gu Fei's knife technique.

This Gu Fei's fighting style is completely opposite to his extremely strong body, originally Mu Yang thought that he was a martial artist of the type of violent output with great opening and closing, but he didn't want this Gu Fei to take the skill route.

Obviously, he has an extremely refined muscle, but Gu Fei can make all kinds of unbelievable movements, which can dodge Han Xiuwen's spear sweep, such a strange picture looks, Mu Yang feels a little strange.

In the ring, although Han Xiuwen's domineering marksmanship offensive was suffocating, Gu Fei was also very stubborn, stubbornly holding on to Han Xiuwen's endless gunshots, and did not let the opponent take advantage of it in the slightest.

In the face of Gu Fei's strict measures, Han Xiuwen's silver gun in his hand couldn't help but increase his strength again, and suddenly the guns in the competition ring kept flashing, and the bright silver gun was even more urged to the limit.

"Impossible, what the hell is going on, my overlord marksmanship can't help Gu Fei. Han Xiuwen's silver spear swept more than once, but he still couldn't attack it for a long time, and gradually his mood became impetuous, unimaginable.

The essence of the domineering overlord gun lies in the warrior's unrepentant domineering gun intent, and the battle between the two sides is in full swing, but at this moment, Han Xiuwen is puzzled, and his momentum is broken.

Suddenly, the offensive that was originally suffocating like mercury was rubbed, but Gu Fei, who had been pressing Han Xiuwen so much that he could only parry, got a good opportunity, and the arc scimitar in his hand turned, and in an instant, the edge on the scimitar was fully revealed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the momentum on Gu Fei's body suddenly changed, and the knife qi attached to the arc scimitar in his hand increased dramatically, and he was no longer tired of defending, but he was directly resisting Han Xiuwen's hesitant overlord gun.

Bang!

With the change of Gu Fei's knife momentum, he began to turn defense into offense, and for a while, the same domineering knife and marksmanship were in close contact, and the weapons were endless, and the sharp knife qi and cold spear were galloping wantonly in the martial arts ring, and the ring made of solid black crystal made these overflowing gases scratch countless shallow marks.

"It looks like this battle is coming to an end. Mu Yang muttered.

Mu Yang always paid attention to the fierce battle situation in the ring, and when Han Xiuwen couldn't attack for a long time and hesitated, he already knew the victory or defeat in the ring.

Sure enough, after a while, the intertwined energy in the martial arts ring finally stopped, and he saw Gu Fei suddenly appear brutal.

Boom!

In the competition ring, the arc scimitar in Gu Fei's hand suddenly rotated at extreme speed, and the blade and the tip of the spear collided one after another at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the extreme friction caused sparks to fly.

Suddenly, many martial artists under the ring looked at Gu Fei and Han Xiuwen's extremely fast fight, and they set off a climax, and they were all dumbfounded.

Overlord marksmanship focuses on the blessing of strength, rather than caring about speed, Han Xiuwen forcibly carried the gun to keep up with Gu Fei's knife speed, which already showed his powerful spear cultivation.

However, Han Xiuwen's extreme speed made the gun not the norm after all, and Gu Fei's move was even more powerful than him and kept clashing the tip of the spear, causing his arm to gradually become paralyzed and unconscious.

Suddenly, Han Xiuwen only felt a numbness in his arm, and the silver spear in his hand was uncontrollable, allowing Gu Fei's arc scimitar to fly on the spot, and he immediately ended in failure in the challenge.

Han Xiuwen's face was like ashes, he never thought that he would be so defeated, and he muttered to himself with a dull expression: "Impossible...... No way, how could I lose to him. ”

On the other side of the ring, Gu Fei was silent, and turned around and left without looking back for a moment after putting away the knife.

The battle ended, and the onlookers around the ring were all excited, and they all dared to have Gu Fei's strong performance, and they discussed it one after another.

"I didn't expect Gu Fei's progress to be so terrifying, I remember that the last time he challenged Han Xiuwen, he only narrowly won with one move, and it has only been a few months, and he has already thrown Han Xiuwen off a position. ”

"There is a good show to watch at this martial arts conference, but I don't know if Gu Fei can shake the status of Xiao Ye and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Lingxiao Pavilion. ”

"I think it's a little difficult, the strength of Xiao Ye and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is obvious to all, and the top spot in this martial arts conference is probably decided between the two. ”

"That's not necessarily, the top twenty in this martial arts conference can get the quota to enter the Dragon Pool, maybe there will be some dark horses!"

"Yes, yes, some time ago, there were four cattle people who entered the Ciguang Pagoda in one fell swoop, and it is said that they have all received an impossible inheritance. ”

"And His Royal Highness the Four Princes, isn't it just to let a little-known martial artist directly cross the border, who knows if there will be any monsters that will emerge at that time. ”

Outside the competition ring in the center of focus, Li Xingjian, the fourth prince, heard someone mention the shame of his life, and immediately Li Xingjian raised his eyebrows angrily, wanting to solve these discussions about martial artists.

Unexpectedly, the crown prince Li Kejie indifferently stretched out his hand to stop him, and said unhappily: "Fourth, since you are defeated, you will get it back next time, but it is a loss of identity to deal with these individuals." ”

Li Xingjian didn't dare to disobey Li Kejie, even though his heart was itching with hatred, his face still tried to remain calm, and said, "The fourth brother has been taught." ”

"Thief boy, you wait!" The defeat of the Jade Forest made Li Xingjian suffer a lot of humiliation, not only did the marriage not come to fruition, but also lost the blood Bodhi and put the Shenglan Imperial Family into a passive situation.

Now, Li Xingjian, who has fallen out of favor in the royal family, can't wait to devour Muyang's flesh and blood.

At this moment, Mu Yang, who was in the same martial arts ring as Li Xingjian, was sensitive, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who is thinking about me again." ”