Chapter 675: The Waiter Lifts Up the Delicate and Weak (2)

"Pretend!"

With a loud shout, Dingguang Xiantai stepped forward with his left foot, and the knife was swung out!

There is only one word to describe this knife, fast!

Draw the knife quickly! Swing the knife fast! Chop fast!

Like electric light!

This kind of fastness is completely beyond the tracking speed of the camera!

This kind of speed is completely beyond the ability of ordinary audiences to capture light and shadow!

After the sword light fell, the audience's exclamation came out of their mouths.

Freeze the scene. Dingguang Xiantai held a knife, and a black cloth was picked up on the tip of the knife.

Jin Yan lay down on the side, half of the sleeve of his left hand was gone, and only half of the left sleeve of the "Heavenly Court" organization's combat armor remained. From the elbows to the arms, it is exposed.

The audience exclaimed. However, it was immediately discovered that Jin Yan was not injured, but his clothes were torn.

Jin Yan lay on the ground, supported the ground with his right elbow, supported his head with his palm, and looked lazy and helpless on his face.

"The violent cherry blossoms are slashed, and they are really unique." On the stands, Wang Xiaoqiang said with a cold expression.

"The Samurai of the Tyrannical Sakura Country, with an irritable and tyrannical personality, but generally has a tendon spirit. They are more dedicated and attentive than many people in Donghua. A simple move that they can also train repeatedly and without tire. Liang Rui said, "I am a big country in Donghua, and the superpowers think too much, are burdened by all kinds of interests, intrigues, and still have too many thoughts. ”

This is obviously something in the words. Wang Xiaoqiang glanced at him.

Ding Guangxian stepped forward quickly, and in less than half a second, he had already taken more than ten steps, and the knife was flirting from the bottom to the top!

If this knife is solid, it can directly pick people in half!

The knife is as light as electricity.

The knife flashed away, and another sleeve was slashed off.

Jin Yan's body reflexively fell outside of Zhang Xu. He looked helplessly and sadly at his left and right arms, and the broken sleeves of his shirt looked nondescript.

Dingguang Xiantai didn't give Jin Yan another chance to buffer, and in an instant, he came to his side again, swinging his knife and cutting horizontally!

This third knife was as fast as if it didn't give him any time to breathe at all.

A flash of blood appeared.

Jin Yan retreated to the edge of the ring, his back against the railing of the ring, and there was a blood mark on his chest.

The audience was in an uproar. There are those who applaud Ding Guangxian, and there are those who are worried about Jin Yan.

"Jin Yan!" Bai Zhi exclaimed.

The hearts of everyone in the Jinshui Group also rose to their throats.

"Is this kid so capable?" Li Huxing, director of logistics, couldn't help but shout.

"Director Li, he is not only capable of this." Liang Rui said in the old god.

"Really? You'll have to take a good look at that. Wang Xiaoqiang said.

Tie Yun, the owner of the "Lelai Tea Station" in the stands, was happy and determined. He smiled comfortably, after this battle, he would gain a huge amount of wealth, enough to be worth the wealth of the previous twenty years of struggle.

Fang Yueqing's eyes were more attentive to any movement in the ring.

Zhou Yingxun and his subordinates next to him took out a number of high-definition video cameras to record Jin Yan's every move in an all-round way.

In the ring, after Jin Yan looked down at the wound, he raised his head and smiled, and the smile was very gentle, gentle as a flower.

"Storm Sakura is a sword, but that's it." He said.

"What do you say! Chisama! Dingguang Xiantai said angrily.

"Isn't it said that one knife flows, one knife to solve the enemy, and complete the battle." Jin Yan crossed his hair with his sleeveless right hand, slowly combed it from his forehead to the back of his head like a comb, and then shook his hair, showing his coquettishness, "Until now, the three knives have not achieved their goal." In other words, your genre can be renamed Sandaoliu in the future, or it can be called Sanliudao, or Sanliudao, you can do it. ”

When Dingguang Xiantai heard this, his anger was even stronger.

"Just now I saw that you didn't take out your weapons, so my men were merciful! I met two of your court dogs before, and after they showed their weapons, they cut off their heads and cut off their legs and feet as if they were really dealing with their opponents! He pointed the tip of his knife at his opponent, "Now, show your weapons!" Duel like a real samurai! ”

His words aroused strong indignation among the members of the "Heavenly Court" organization and other official institutions. Because in the previous battle with this Dingguang Kenta, there were indeed two members of the organization who were killed and injured by his sword, and their deaths were extremely miserable!

Now this guy is openly talking about things in the ring, which is undoubtedly full of provocation!

Wang Xiaoqiang and other high-level officials of the "Heavenly Court" organization all had gloomy faces. Wang Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to go to the bathroom to pull Liang Rui aside, gritted his teeth and whispered: "I want this guy, this Dingguangxian is too dead!" I want him to die! He must not just go to Jinghua City to participate in the national competition in such a grand manner! ”

"Captain don't worry." Liang Rui also said in a very low voice, "With my understanding of this kid Jin Yan, he has invested so much money in the handicap, it is impossible to give the money to others like this." I'm afraid he's holding back now. ”

"Okay, that's good. This damn Sakura bastard! Damn the Cult! Wang Xiaoqiang said angrily.

Above the ring.

"Okay." Jin Yan said, "Since you guys have said everything about this, as a sign of respect for the opponent, I agree to use weapons." ”

He probed his left hand slightly, palm up, and saw a black slender plum blossom needle suspended above the palm.

"This is your weapon? Or is it a hidden weapon? Although Dingguang Xiantai already knew that Jin Yan was good at flying needles, after all, he had only heard of it, and so far in this ring battle, Jin Yan had never used flying needles. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, such a small needle, he couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Yes, this is my weapon, if you want to say that a hidden weapon can also be used, it's up to you." Jin Yan replied gently.

The audience in the whole stadium was full of voices, and everyone was bursting into discussions.

"Hahahaha, I'm not mistaken, it's really a needle!"

"This is just a joke, how can such a small needle be able to withstand the opponent's thunderous sword moves!"

"It's not like a big man using a needle as a weapon!"

"You don't see his demeanor and temperament, sickly, weak, how much like a big man, but a little more like a woman!"

"It is said that the CEO of Jinshui Group is so good, how is this virtue!"

......

On the stands, everyone in the Jinshui Group was embarrassed, either covering their faces with their hands, burying their faces in their laps, or looking up at the sky as if they hadn't seen them......

Bai Zhi also had a fever on her face, she didn't look at this scene, and she and Yang Xuexin looked at each other.

The expressions of the spectators from the top to the bottom of the "Heavenly Court" organization were not much better. If Wang Xiaoqiang's face was angry and unwilling, now he has an extra layer of depression and discomfort......

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The people of the "Justice Alliance" were overjoyed, constantly shouting and mocking.

Tie Yun was happy and settled, and the last bit of worry disappeared. Indeed, he gathered more information about Jin Yan than anyone else. I thought that in the face of the last big game, this kid would use some extraordinary means, but I didn't expect it to be his flying needle.

Ding Guangxian is too prepared, how can he be afraid of these flying needles?

This kid is doomed. He thought happily.