Although Chu Nan's words are inevitably disrespectful, they can only be regarded as an alternative joke between father and son at this time.

The battlefield is really an excellent place to hone his martial arts, although Mu Tie said that he has not been in the eighth grade for a long time, but as soon as he took over Chu Nan, he felt that Mu Ti was by no means as simple as a simple eight rank.

Mu Tie wielded the mace in his hand, relaxed and casual, as simple as holding a straw, but his strong body was extremely flexible, and it was on par with Chu Nandou's method.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, although Duguqiu's sword is very sharp, but the weapons of the generals in the army are naturally extraordinary. The mace is a powerful weapon, although Chu Nan used the ability to borrow strength, he was knocked off several times, and everyone in the audience sweated for Chu Nan.

Mu Tie was cautious at first, but seeing that he had a slight upper hand, he wanted to defeat Chu Nan in one go. With a roar, he once knocked Chu Nan's long sword to the side, and his hand did not stop, and the cold mace slashed Chu Nan's head.

The audience exclaimed, Chu Yuan also frowned secretly in the audience, and Chu Nan flipped the long sword with a mace in front of him. Mu Ti was stunned for a moment, and secretly said Could it be that Chu Nan is crazy? At this time, he is really unable to find death by competing with himself?

Thinking in his heart, he continued to swing in his hand, but he still took care of hurting Chu Nan's surname, and kept his strength a little, if Chu Nan didn't care about his image, he would naturally be unscathed. How could Chu Nan not know Mu Ti's intentions, sighed lightly, stretched out his left hand, and flicked the long sword a few times.

Mu Tie was struck by lightning, and it seemed that he had suffered great pain, and he retreated outside the range of Chu Nan's attack, his right hand couldn't help but tremble, and he said coldly: "It turns out that Chu Gongzi still has such a powerful secret skill, so he won't leave his hand behind." ”

With a loud roar, the mace slashed through a bleak edge, and the speed of the move was far better than before, a mace made him dance impervious, and the sharp point pointed out, Chu Nan had no choice but to retreat.

Chu Nan was helpless, and he didn't plan to fight a protracted battle with him, he didn't want to hurt Dugu's sword, so he used the scabbard as a sword messenger, and every time he inevitably hit the weakest point on the mace, he finally saw the opportunity to swing the mace, and with a wave of the long sword, he stabbed at Mu Ti's throat.

In the distance, before Chu Yue could cheer, he heard two roars from the stage, both like injured beasts, and the knowledgeable people not only exclaimed: "Internal strength leaks out, the master of the nine grades!"

Chu Nan didn't expect that at such an emergency juncture, Mu Ti would actually use the martial arts that could only be used by the nine grades, and blast away the self who was bullied by him with one punch, and the mighty internal energy flowed endlessly, blasting Chu Nan out of the distance.

Chu Nan was also furious in his heart, and he rose into the air at a point under his feet, borrowed strength on the flagpole near the high platform, and then quickly floated back. Chu Nan had long seen that Mu Ti was weak and pitiful, after all, he was a soldier, wouldn't a person on the battlefield suddenly fly up to find death?

Sure enough, Mu Tie just watched Chu Nan floating in the air and just stared at it, but he had no intention of getting up and chasing after him. Chu Nan was beaten by Mu Tie's fierce punch, and his left shoulder was numb, obviously hurting his meridians. Constantly floating around with his strength, Chu Nan suddenly flew to the top of Mu Tie's head, and then stabbed at the top of his head without hesitation. Mu Ti obviously has no intention of hiding, this is a crisis, isn't it a good opportunity to defeat the enemy? The mace handed over to the long sword in his left hand to point at Chu Nan, but his right hand was accumulating, obviously wanting to repeat the old trick, and understood Chu Nan with one move.

Chu Nan snorted coldly, and also handed the long sword to his left hand, gently pressed against the mace and went around, and finally swung away a little, and his right hand also clenched his fist, which happened to be on Mu Ti's fist.

Mu Tiezhong snorted coldly, although he was not lightly injured, but this punch still accumulated all his strength, Chu Nan was so reckless and punched against himself, most of them were looking for death, but he didn't expect to face Chu Nan's fist, he only felt an incomparably condensed internal strength surging wildly, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, knowing that it hurt his heart.

Chu Nan was also uncomfortable, but he had to be unforgiving, and three consecutive punches blasted out, which would blast the wood and iron into the bluestone ground like nails.

Chu Nan fell to the ground lightly, but he couldn't help but stumble, and before he could see Mu Ti's situation, he heard a gust of cold wind coming towards him, and it turned out that Mu Tie saw the opportunity and threw the mace in his hand with one hand.

It's all a win-win situation, where did I think there are such variables, the audience exclaimed, this kind of life-and-death struggle is really a ** stack.

Chu Nan leaned back, the mace just grazed Chu Nan's body and flew out, rubbing a shallow blood mark on Chu Nan's forehead, Chu Nan's eyes found that Mu Tie was trying to break free from the floor, and also took advantage of the situation to learn the moves of the Fusang swordsman that night, his body continued to lean back, holding the long sword and stabbing out from his crotch, the cold long sword was unstoppable, Mu Tie had already given up the struggle, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Chu Nan sighed, stopped the cold tip of the sword on Mu Tie's throat, and saw the miserable appearance of Mu Tie's cloak closing his eyes and waiting for death, he slowly withdrew the long sword, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The competition is not exciting, and people with a discerning eye can see that although Chu Nan won, he is not lightly injured. Chu Nan returned the long sword to the sheath, threw it to Dugu Qiu in the audience, and said lightly to Mu Tie: "You should be happy" After that, there was another violent cough, which took a long time to stop, and then said: "You should be glad that you are not Li Ling's guard, but a general on the border, of course, you should be even more glad that I am holding someone else's sword, otherwise, you are dead now." ”

Mu Tie didn't speak, slowly got up from the ground with the help of the guards, arched his hand at Chu Nan, and limped off the stage with his mace, with his steps, leaving two lines of bloody footprints on the smooth stone slab behind, which was shocking.

Chu Nan looked at his bloody hands, laughed at himself, staggered back to the crowd, and then sat on the ground without any image.

Chu Nan arrogantly rejected the imperial doctor arranged by the palace, and shook his head with a smile at Dugu Qiu, who took out the wound medicine, and turned his head to look at the two who were fighting on the stage.

If the battle between Chu Nan and Mu Ti is repeated, then Wang Lin, who can almost be called a child, met Leng Yun, the iceberg man, obviously from the first move, the battle between the two was full of tragedy, and Wang Lincong, who knew that he was in a weak position, was completely fighting for his life at the beginning, which made people wonder if his opponent Leng Yun was his father-killing enemy or what.

Leng Yun gave the impression that he could stay calm at all times, but he was obviously angered by the arrogant Wang Lin, and he also fought hard with red eyes.

The two of them completely planned to inflict 800 self-inflicted injuries and 1,000 enemies, and they didn't mind attacking at the point of death, looking at the situation, unless one of the two fell, the fight would never stop.

Li Li took care of Chu Nan while squinting at Wang Lin who was desperate, not oops, he hurriedly turned his face, it should be the two people on the stage who each cut a wound on the opponent's body.

It's just a rule for decades, unless one side admits defeat, then the competition will continue forever, and no one can stop it. Although many people in the audience couldn't bear it like Li Li, and even the warblers and Yanyan in the distance had tears in their eyes, and even Wang Qiang in the audience shouted hoarsely, the two people on the stage still turned a deaf ear, always ready to understand each other's surnames.

Finally, after Wang Lin was knocked to the ground for the seventh time after stabbing Leng Yun's arm, he finally didn't stand up after trying for a long time, and slowly fainted. Wang Qiang hurriedly went to the rebirth platform, pushed away Leng Yun, who was still about to make up for a sword, and shouted in panic: "Where is the imperial doctor, what about the imperial doctor, come and save him!"

Wang Lin, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was quickly carried down for treatment, but Leng Yun, who was covered in blood and victorious, insisted on staying in the field and only agreed to the imperial doctor to treat him on the sidelines, after all, after two tragic battles, no one had won the first place.

The three of them hesitated for a while, and then a sergeant stepped forward and sighed: "Originally, General Mu's first opponent should be me, and I also have no wins or losses when I meet General Mu, I will quit, and the two of you will continue." ”

Sun Mian couldn't hide his excitement, he only felt that Dugu Qiu had withdrawn, Chu Nan and Leng Yun were seriously injured, and his hope of winning the first place had greatly increased, which was really unexpected, and said to the remaining sergeant: "Please." ”

The sergeant looked at his comrades-in-arms who were full of loneliness and slowly walked off the stage, and wanted to comfort him with a few words, but he withdrew and let him stay, but when he saw Zhang Mian talking like this, he looked at him angrily, and said fiercely: "Okay, come on!"

is worthy of being the elite of the Mobei Army, and his experience and momentum alone are much better than Zhang Mian. Sun Mian stumbled all the way to the present, originally felt that even if he was not as good as Dugu Qiu and Leng Yun, he was probably similar to Chu Nan, since Chu Nan could defeat Mu Tie, it would not be difficult for him to win. Where did he think that the opponent was so fierce, his cold gaze never left his heart and throat, and after a hundred moves, Zhang Mian had already surrendered in his heart, and he was slapped desperately, and he rolled to the stage, abandoning his sword and admitting defeat.

Next, Leng Yun staggered back on stage, and even Chu Nan couldn't bear it. Then the most ruthless man in this martial arts exercise successfully re-opened and bleed the wound he had just treated, and added a number of new terrifying wounds, and finally was stabbed through by the opponent, and put the trembling long sword on the opponent's throat.

How could Chu Nan not see that Leng Yun was already at the end of the crossbow, if he came to power, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold out ten moves, but just as people were waiting for the final decisive battle, Chu Nan spit out a few mouthfuls of blood very angrily and fell unconscious in Li Li's arms.

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