Chapter 41 Contest 2

After a quarter of an hour's rest,

On the ring, Dugu Yong and Dugujuan wanted to look at each other, they were more cautious, and they all had an understanding of each other's strength in their respective battles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the two words, the spear and the long whip were handed over, Zheng collided, Peng's separated, the internal strength collided and burst, and the weapon handed over hideously.

Dugu Yong's marksmanship is strange and changeable, every move has countless changes, there is a void in the real, there is a reality in the virtual, and he has thoroughly understood the mystery of "Ghost Pistol", "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking" kills out the cold air, and everyone watching the hair under the ring can't recognize it.

Dugujuan's long whip, referring to the changes of the stars, is as fast as a meteor, in line with the general trend of heaven and earth, treating the opponent as a full moon, one move after another, progressing layer by layer, and constantly increasing the pressure on the opponent. Attack and defense, defense and attack, just block Dugu Yong's weird and fierce attack.

"Qinglong Claw" Dugu Yong shouted, the head of the gun showed a huge dragon claw, and grabbed towards Dugujuan, the air rang out for a while, and the whole ring trembled.

"Whip away the dragon" Dugujuan shouted, the long whip flung towards the huge dragon claw, and a huge golden dragon quickly materialized, roaring and rushing towards the huge dragon claw.

"Peng!", a huge sound that shook the entire ring came out, followed by a 'boom' sound of falling apart, sand and stone debris rolled out, and everyone under the ring hurriedly turned around and covered their eyes.

After a few breaths, the sand and gravel debris gradually dispersed, and everyone saw the situation in the ring again, Dugu Yong stood on the edge of the ring with his body leaning on the gun, looked carefully, but did not see Dugujuan's figure, and looked closely, a Qianqian in the ring climbed the edge of the ring, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes were a little chaotic.

"Ahem" couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dugujuan struggled to climb into the ring again, but unfortunately, the injuries on her body were too serious, and she didn't have much strength at all.

"Juan'er" the aunt shouted in horror, rushed to hold her daughter's body for a quick examination, and found that it was just a lethargy from ordinary excessive consumption, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ming Jinxiu is the first in the group, Dugu Yong" won and lost, and the melodious voice came out quickly.

The competition of dark strength cultivation is the last item of the family competition, but the degree of excitement is not weaker than the previous one, and the passion of the crowd watching under the ring is no worse than the dark strength master who will compete.

There are only six people who have been tested for the dark strength cultivation, the eldest uncle Dugu Bai, the second uncle Dugu Liang, the fourth uncle Dugu Ba, the fifth uncle Dugu Sheng, Dugu Ying, and the deacon of the family Qian Kuan.

Divided into three groups of competitions, the first Dugu Ying faced the second uncle Dugu Liang as she wished, and she was happy and excited in her heart, but also more cautious.

The second uncle Dugu Liang was able to enter the martial arts academy and become one of the seventh-grade official martial artists, the real material is a must, coupled with the edification of the martial arts style of the martial arts academy, the cultivation is definitely not comparable to the ordinary dark strength martial artists.

At the beginning of the battle, Dugu Ying took the gun into battle and looked at the second uncle Dugu Liang who was walking in the distance, and the spear in his hand was a little tighter. In any case, he has to win this competition, so that those who have bad intentions towards him can get rid of bad thoughts as soon as possible, this is Liwei, for his own safety, and for the safety of his family.

"I've grown a lot, and I'm secretly cultivating, I don't know how many tricks I can pick up this time. Second Uncle Dugu Liang glanced at it lightly and said indifferently.

"Hmph, you can try a few tricks. A wave of anger surged into his heart, and Duguying said angrily

"It's so big, it seems that with the improvement of cultivation, your self-confidence has grown a lot. Second Uncle Dugu Liang sneered lightly.

"Jiaolong goes to sea. The spear stretched out, Duguying made a direct move, too much language, too much anger will only expose his shortcomings, and thankless efforts are not his style of doing things.

"Qinglong Claw" second uncle Dugu Liang made a move to resist, quickly caught up with Dugu Ying's moves, thunderbolt iron symphony, the two spears quickly separated, Dugu Ying's hands trembled, 10,000 catties of huge strength he just fought a draw, the second uncle Dugu Liang's cultivation compared to the time when the forest killed him was obviously improved a lot, the peak of the late dark strength is only a line away from the strength, Dugu Liang's heart is clear, and he looks vigilantly at the fourth uncle Dugu Liang on the other side of the ring.

Compared with Dugu Ying's shock, Dugu Liang can already be described as frightened, an ant that could be pinched to death half a year ago suddenly turned into a fierce tiger, opened its fangs, fierce and powerful, roaring, galloping, widening his eyes to take revenge.

Dugu Liang's hand holding the spear trembled violently, and layers of fine sweat moistened the corner of the gun through his palm.

"What a talent. The second uncle Dugu Liang said calmly, hiding the panic in his heart, the speed was fully opened, the spear was raised, and he rushed to Dugu Ying with all his strength.

"It's good" Dugu Ying's eyes flashed with fanaticism, picked the gun out, hit it with one hit, quickly threw away the spear in his hand, let go of his feet, drew an arc, and the person had already rushed to the back of the second uncle Dugu Liang, a sweeping leg, came first, and quickly made a 'Brute Tiger Fist' punch in his hand, and sent a heavy punch to attack the chest.

"Bang!"

The audience under the ring opened their eyes wide, and the fierce battle knocked on the door of their hearts.

There was no dust rolling, no blood flowing, Dugu Ying's fists soaked in all his strength were blocked by Dugu Liang's quick turn and horizontal gun, hitting the stiff gun shaft, the cracks of the gun shaft were broken inch by inch, and Dugu Ying was also shot out by Dugu Liang with a palm.

The ice slag is as fine as a knife, the cold is cold to the heart, and it is like a fine broken glass of the same shape specially made in the sun. Draw the palm of the hand, stab the palm of the hand, stick to the palm of the hand, and the thin stream of blood converges into drops of red.

Looking at the strange frost on his arms, he felt bursts of pain, cold, numb, and piercing. A long-ago memory appeared in Duguying's heart: at sunset, a boy sitting on the ground crying, looking at the boy who was slowly leaving, cursing with a crying voice, "When my father taught me "Cold Ice Palm", I will freeze you into ice cubes and beat you ten times and twenty-eight palms." ”

"Ice Palm," Duguying said in a deep voice.

"Yes, this is the 'Ice Palm', the martial arts of the martial arts, the best of the second-grade martial arts, the martial arts of the ice attribute, in the hands of our Dugu family, its power is several times more powerful than the ordinary first-class martial arts. Fourth Uncle Dugu Liang said proudly, "How about it, admit defeat! Your cultivation is low, your martial arts skills are poor, and you have no chance of winning." ”

"Admit defeat, are you willing for me to admit defeat?" Dugu Ying asked mockingly,

"Don't admit defeat, okay!" the fourth uncle Dugu Liang shouted loudly, for fear that someone in the ring would not hear clearly. The move in his hand did not stop at all, and he flew over the spear that Duguying was still on the side before, and pressed closely.

The "hypocrite" cursed in a low voice, an inch long, an inch strong, and Duguying didn't dare to take the other party's moves. can only rely on dexterous and quick dodge, and constantly use the supernatural "Brute Tiger Fist" attack.

"Brute Tiger Fist" third-rate martial arts, out of the realm of supernatural realm, Dugu Ying has a white tiger phantom accompanying every punch, coupled with the huge power blessing of 10,000 catties in Dugu Ying's hand, although Dugu Liang is powerful, he can't help it for a while.

"Evil Tiger Pounces!"

"Siyi Binfu!"

Dugu Ying, Dugu Liang is a fierce move, the huge phantom white silk is wrapped in the same huge white tiger, the white tiger's claws are sharp, tearing non-stop, the fierce light in the fierce eyes flashed, broke through the heavy white silk, and pounced on Dugu Liang.

Dugu Liang's eyes were full of incredulity, and the spear in his hand didn't have time to be withdrawn, and he was rushed out in an instant. A mouthful of reverse blood crossed the arc of the meteor and sprayed like rain.

Dugu Liang is suspicious by nature, everything is particular about leaving a hole card, and he will not attack with all his strength, Dugu Ying guessed this, made a ruthless move, used all his strength, and gambled on 'surprise, attack it unprepared'.

Of course, Dugu Ying's situation is not much better, the 'Evil Tiger Pounce' move hollowed out the internal strength in the body, and the strength of the body was also spent in the previous entanglement, and he used a move with all his strength, the body was overloaded, and the body also fell to the ground and collapsed into a ball with the move.

"Let's win!" Dugu Yingse thought hopefully as he cowered on the edge of the ring.

"A lose-lose move, ruthless enough for the enemy, and ruthless enough for yourself. A deep voice came from one side of the ring.

The faint mist formed by the internal strength battle dispersed, and seeing that the fourth uncle Dugu Liang on the side of the ring also fell to the ground like himself and couldn't move, Dugu Ying's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

"It's so dangerous," exhaled lightly, Duguying thought, "I don't know how to deal with this competition, it should be a tie!"

"This one can be counted as a draw!" Grandpa's voice came, and Dugu Ying stopped thinking in her heart and showed a clear look. In this competition, his goal has been achieved, and his cultivation in the early stage of dark energy and the cultivation of the fourth uncle Dugu Liang in the late stage of dark energy have been tied, such news is enough for many people in the family to think quietly for a while.

Calmly being put in the ring by the Tsukura and Zhantai brothers, the lively crowd, the calm of the individual, the turning of the sails of interests, many people have begun to think about the question of the 'boat'.

The warmth and coldness of people can be seen from this.