"According to Master's intentions, the victory and defeat have been divided?"

Qi He hadn't noticed it yet, and he could tell that Wen Baixin's strength was weaker.

"Then it depends on what kind of poison she is taking."

A dose that is too light may not work, and a dose that is too heavy may poison a person, and then something is a big problem.

You come and go in the ring, and as time goes by, Wen Baixin has gradually fallen behind.

She was hit in the leg with a stick and had some difficulty dodging.

The palace master of the Diancui Palace in the high place couldn't sit still, and got up to look at his daughter.

For the spectators, the winner of this contest has been decided.

Unexpectedly, just when Wen Baixin was about to lose after almost two hours of fighting, the situation on the field suddenly reversed.

Li Fei was paralyzed, and his hands and feet were uncontrollable.

Wen Baixin stepped forward and pressed the knife against his neck.

Li Fei conceded defeat neatly: "I lost." ”

When he got out of the ring, Li Fei was still carried down by the disciples of the Five Aggregates Sect because he couldn't move.

Wen Baixin went straight to the doctor in Biyuan Villa to heal her injuries, and the last round would not give her a chance to recuperate.

At this time, it was already noon, and it was the time when everyone needed to eat, but someone was already urging Qi He and He Zhenghang to start quickly.

It's nothing to skip a meal, they wait to see the joust.

In this call, Qi He and He Zhenghang stood up.

Under everyone's gaze, Qi He made a move that stunned everyone.

He unsheathed his broadsword, placed it in his master's hand, and walked steadily towards the ring.

"This kind of competition is unarmed?"

"Is this humiliating He Shaoxia?"

"Wow, it's crazy, it's really a teenager."

"Don't be beaten and cry for a while, it's a shame to be reckless."

Yan Yixuan and Qu Ziheng glanced at each other in the air, and they both saw the worries and doubts on each other's faces.

They don't know why Xiao He did this, but since Brother Lin has acquiesced, what should it mean?

On the high platform, He Yanghong's face was not very good-looking, and he frowned: "What does this yellow-mouthed child mean, looking down on us Drunken Moon Gate?" ”

Coming to the stage without a sword is simply a blatant mockery, as if to say that you don't need a weapon to beat him Drunken Moon Gate at all.

The head of the Five Aggregates Sect said, "Brother He and the child are too much of a loss of identity. ”

He Yanghong was unhappy and stared at the field.

He Zhenghang's expression in the ring had already sunk, and he looked at the young man opposite and sneered: "Little blind man, the sword has no eyes, you are bare-handed, don't say that I bullied you when the time comes." ”

Qi He bowed: "Please advise." ”

Even though Wu Feng didn't say that he must defeat He Yanghong's apprentice with Haoran Palm, Qi He knew that if he did this, Wu Feng would definitely be happier, and his Heavenly Spirit would definitely be even more pleased.

Qi He was born in a family of rivers and lakes, and he has already engraved the word Xinyi into his bones, and the master-apprentice relationship is the most special in terms of all the relationships in the rivers and lakes, but Qi He occasionally feels that he is sanctimonious, respects the gentleman who taught him, but has great disrespect for the master.

Based on the rules of the rivers and lakes, He Zhenghang also saluted, and then impatiently drew his sword, wanting to teach this blind man who despised him a lesson.

Qi He raised his hand and gestured, using a palm technique.

The bare hands on the sharp weapon seem to be down, but in fact it is not, when you raise your palm, you will be covered with qi on the palm.

The swordsmanship of the Drunken Moon Gate is known for its elegance and lightness, not as fancy as the flowery swordsmanship, but it is also a little weird and unpredictable.

But He Zhenghang found that he could not touch his opponent almost every time, even if it was an invisible blind man.

Pushing the palm and clapping the palm, Qi He's movements were extremely fast and strong, He Zhenghang retreated again and again, pushed away with his sword, and shook the tip of the sword directly at Qi He's eyes.

Qi He dodged away, but the back of the white silk was still cut, so that the white silk fell down, revealing his whole face.

Qi He did a great job, held the white silk in his hand, and even had the leisure to put it in his arms, as if he was afraid that it would get dirty.

He Zhenghang, who was angry, was even more black in front of him, and he was very aggrieved.

In the fight, he also gradually discovered that the young man's internal strength was unfathomable, and he was afraid that above him, he might lose this game, but why should he be humiliated like this.

He Zhenghang gritted his teeth and stepped forward, the young man did not retreat, but advanced his palms of luck, slapped his sword, and then slapped forward to He Zhenghang's left shoulder, the sound of breaking the air and the sound of clothes hunting and hunting were like life talismans.

Looking at the Haoran Nineteen Styles that were quickly played, the head of the Five Aggregates Sect exhaled lightly.

It's really a shadow of the old man.

When he didn't become the head of the house, he had a trick with Wu Feng, but unfortunately he lost in his hands, and they made a one-year covenant, but who knew that Wu Feng disappeared the next year, and after inquiring, he learned that Wu Feng went to challenge He Yanghong and was beaten down by him.

The forest was full of miasma, and there was no way to find it, and after so many years, his heirs appeared in this way, which also made him quite happy.

The eyes of the head of the Five Aggregates Sect swept over the young man in the audience, and he didn't understand the reason for this, but he didn't plan to delve into it.

He Zhenghang felt the fierceness of the young man's palm, and the palm power also contained domineering internal strength, which made his arm numb in pain, and the qi and blood in his body surged, and when he couldn't react, the young man slapped him in the heart, leaving blood on his lips.

He Zhenghang had no doubt that if the young man was more decisive, he could shatter his heart and make him a waste.

"I lost."

He Zhenghang's face was pale, full of unwillingness and humiliation.

This man is much younger than him, and he actually has this terrifying strength.

"In the past, your master knocked my husband down the mountains and forests, and I, as his student, competed with you at his wish, but you are nothing more than that, I will visit another day to learn the strength of Master He."

Qi He leaned over, his godless eyes became more and more dark and dark because of the backlight, the corners of his lips rose slightly, even if he said this kind of words, he was still gentle and polite.

As if he was not going to provoke, but to reminisce.

Qi He got out of the ring, changed his appearance just now, and handed the broken white silk from his arms to the master.

"It should still work, Master, you can help me tie it, my hand really hurts with my palm."

Chapter 184: A Gu Master Who Cultivated a Young Hero

In the afternoon, the sun was in the sky, and the sky light fell on the young man's face, even if his eyes were sick, it did not affect the appearance of the mountains and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Zhi's eyes raised slightly, and he didn't get up, but picked up the ribbon in Qi He's hand in this position.

His fingers deftly untied the original knot on the ribbon, and Qi He obediently lowered his head, waiting for him to untie it.

There was no need for Lin Zhi to speak, when he raised his hand, Qi He had already greeted him.

Ruyu beauty is wearing a ribbon leisurely, and she has never divided her eyes with others.

Qi He bowed his head, completely obedient and even a little weak and pitiful apprentice, which was very confusing, so that the surrounding spectators couldn't help but have self-doubt.

Co-authored the one who just slapped someone on the stage and vomited blood, wasn't you, Shaoxia? Pretend that you can't take care of yourself!

The arena of the entire martial arts competition was like boiling water, even if Qi He was still present, he discussed it without scruples.

Discussing his martial arts, his palms, his origins, and even his face, of course, there are many female heroes discussing him and his master.

Qi He and He Zhenghang didn't fight for too long, even Wen Baixin and Li Fei fought for more than two hours, and Qi He only took half an hour to determine the winner.

Many people felt that if Qi He used a sword, he might be faster.

This is also a point that makes many people amazed, it stands to reason that the exercises are not much more expensive, Qi He not only has strange swordsmanship, but also has the shadow of swordsmanship, and even uses palm techniques.

Although Wu Feng has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for a long time, there are still a few people who remember his name and remember his tricks, but in any case, Wu Feng has nothing to do with the beautiful young man sitting there, which casts a veil of mystery over the identities of the master and apprentice.

The tea in front of Lin Zhi had already been replaced, and there was also a cold dumpling tea in front of him, and he ate it gently, not caring at all about the eyes of the surroundings or exploration or excitement.

After He Zhenghang lost, he sat back in his seat a little dejectedly, he wanted to say the blind man's unashamed words to the master, but now is not a good time.

He Yanghong's face can be said to be ugly, his apprentice he knows the strength, but today He Zhenghang was beaten and retreated without even any rules, so anxious that he leaked a lot of flaws, so that he couldn't wait to teach people a good lesson, but he also knew that even if the apprentice exerted all his strength, he might not be the opponent of that young man.

But the other party didn't use a sword but a palm, and humiliating him in public was slapping him He Yanghong's face.

He is proud of his identity, of course, he will not worry about juniors, but he can always have a few tricks with that person's master.

He Yanghong's gaze swept over the young man, exuding a fierce light.

Lin Zhi felt it, looked in the direction of He Yanghong, and raised his teacup to him as a greeting.

He Yanghong was even more angry, both the master and apprentice were extremely arrogant.

The next game is Qu Ziheng's corresponding double, Qi He's game ended earlier than everyone expected, and no one said that they wanted to watch it after lunch, which inevitably looked down on the two young heroes, and seemed to think that they would have to fight for a long time to determine the winner, so the third game started directly.

The young man named Ying Shuang came to the stage, and Lin Zhi saw him for the first time, and looked at the other party all over again.

Ying Shuang was about twenty-four or five, his face was not outstanding, and he was holding a silver spear in his hand, which looked neat and neat.

Lin Zhi couldn't find out where he came from, and thought that he might be disguised by someone else, but no matter who it was, it was not Jiang Yan.

A person's appearance is easy to change, but it is not easy to get used to it, especially the posture and body style of walking, this person is not like Jiang Yan.

But Jiang Yan hasn't appeared yet, which is really strange.

Qu Ziheng's swordsmanship is the best among the disciples of this year's Seven Star Sect, and he has played the softness and rigidity of the Seven Star Swordsmanship extremely well.

Ying Shuang's spear is like a dragon going to sea, and the two of them have fought back and forth, which can be described as very exciting.

Lin Zhi hoped that Qu Ziheng would be able to enter the top three, but looking at Ying Shuang's force, Lin Zhi knew that the result was not good to judge.

Ying Shuang is not only excellent in marksmanship, but also very calm, not impatient, even if he falls into a disadvantage for a while, he can quickly look for opportunities.

Qu Ziheng's sword intent is more straightforward, but he is extremely talented and aura, so he can also seize the opportunity.

Unlike Wen Baixin's Jedi reversal and Qi He's pursuit of victory, the duel between Qu Ziheng and Ying Shuang is equivalent to a standard Jianghu competition, and the two are entangled, making people's hearts go up and down.

"It seems that Qu Ziheng is going to break the appointment with you."

"I'm afraid I'm going to have a fight with Brother Qu one day."

Lin Zhi's voice and Qi He's voice sounded at the same time, which can be described as full of tacit understanding.

Qi He tilted his head slightly: "Master, is this considered a good heart?" ”