Chapter 22: The Left Hand Sword
The final of the martial arts conference was held today, in fact, it was a separate contest between the two people of the Wuyang Hall and the one person of the Baishan faction.
Mei Xiao's injury is not yet healed, but Su Ting has no intention of going to power, if he does not come to power, Mei Xiao wins, Su Ting is the first; Who wouldn't want to do something that saves effort and earns enough reputation?
And with Mei Xiao's martial arts and swordsmanship, although he was injured, the probability of losing to Qin Song was still very low. It's not that Su Ting doesn't want to be famous, but his battlefield is no longer in the younger generation, he is already competing with the older generation, so the honor of the younger generation is dispensable for him, and giving it to Mei Xiao is the most suitable choice.
Wuyang is like this, the previous generation may promote the next generation, but it will never cover up the edge of the next generation.
Therefore, Mei Xiao inevitably faced Qin Song.
The audience in the audience was a little embarrassed, in their opinion, this Mei Xiao's strength could still fight with Qin Song when he was not injured, but now he is a little difficult to resist Qin Song, who is good at strength, with his injured body.
Mei Xiao didn't have Qin Feng's amazing healing ability, and now he still had a thick bandage wrapped around his shoulder, which not only hindered Mei Xiao's movement a little, but even the wound was at risk of tearing when he hit it.
Qin Song looked at Mei Xiao and frowned, "Brother of Wuyang Palace, your injury is not healed yet, let's change someone." ”
Qin Song's gaze fell on Su Ting, and his eyes flashed with high-spirited battle intent.
Su Ting ignored him, just sat quietly under the ring and watched the battle quietly.
Qin Song saw that Su Ting was disdainful of him, so he had to focus on the injured Mei Xiao, "It's okay, I can beat Su Ting if I defeat you." ”
Qin Song's spear was like a dragon, swift and sharp, and went straight to Mei Xiao's injured right shoulder.
Although Su Ting in the audience knew that Mei Xiao would never be restrained, he still snorted coldly, this kind of person who takes advantage of people's danger is not worthy of being his opponent Su Ting.
Mei Xiao pulled out the pitch-black strange sword with his left hand, and swung away Qin Song's spear with a sword, and the strength of the sword was even sharper than the usual sword with his right hand.
Mei Xiao's left-handed sword, Su Ting, who was defenseless back then, almost suffered a loss. Mei Xiao's left-handed sword is more sharp and irresistible than the right-hand sword, Mei Xiao's left hand and right hand seem to come from two people, practicing two different ways of swords.
Sure enough, as Su Ting expected, Mei Xiao's sword was swift and very sharp, in Qin Song's opinion, it was like a meteor with terrifying destructive power appeared in front of him, and it was even so fast that he couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false.
Su Ting smiled with satisfaction, Mei Xiao's left-handed kendo was quite appetizing to him.
On the field, although Mei Xiao was pressing step by step, how could Qin Song on the opposite side be a vegetarian? A gun flew up and down, coiled left and right, dancing like a silver dragon, and the sword light stabbed by Mei Xiao was either picked or plucked, and all of them were blocked.
The two quickly fought in a group, one gun and one sword, one black and one silver, they did not give in to each other, and the fight was inseparable. The corners of Su Ting's mouth also pulled out a smile, how could the person he Su Ting fancy be worse than others?
It was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat on the stage for a while, but after a long battle, Mei Xiao, who had not recovered from his injuries, would obviously lose his physical strength first, and Qin Song on the opposite side also saw this, and was not in a hurry to win, but slowly consumed Mei Xiao's physical strength, waiting for the moment when his physical strength was exhausted.
While Mei Xiao was dismantling the move with Qin Song, he was also thinking about countermeasures in his mind, if he continued to fight for a long time, he would definitely lose, but what way could he win by surprise and solve it quickly?
Mei Xiao looked at the opponent in front of him, his eyes were completely fixed on Mei Xiao's left hand, and he was completely defenseless against Mei Xiao's right hand.
The people in the audience only saw that Mei Xiao's offensive was getting more and more fierce, and fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Qin Song's forehead, if Mei Xiao continued to attack so tightly, it wouldn't be long before Qin Song would definitely lose.
Qin Song's defense became more rigorous, staring at Mei Xiao's left hand almost all the time, refusing to relax at all.
Mei Xiao smiled in her heart, it's almost!
Just when Qin Song was staring at Mei Xiao's left hand, suddenly, Mei Xiao opened Qin Song's gun with a sword, turned around in a dashing manner, and when he turned back, the sword in his left hand had become a sword in his right hand, and before everyone could react, Mei Xiao grabbed Qin Song's gun with his left hand, and stabbed Qin Song's throat with a sword in his right hand.
Qin Song also subconsciously looked at Mei Xiao's left hand, but Mei Xiao's sword had already arrived in front of him, and there was no way to avoid it.
Qin Song closed his eyes, this is over!
Qin Song waited for a long time, and the stinging sensation of the long sword entering his body did not come, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that although Mei Xiao had won the game, the wound on Mei Xiao's right shoulder had cracked, and the blood had stained the thick bandage, which was flowing down the corner of the bandage.
Yi Yi swept out like a gust of wind and pulled Qin Feng, who was basking in the sun and touching the cat, to treat Mei Xiao's wounds.
Qin Feng drugged Mei Xiao and bandaged it again, his movements were skillful, like flowing water, he had a kind of calm and relaxed, and Taishan collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged.
All this was done in the ring, Qin Song, who was standing with a gun, looked at Qin Feng who was bandaging Mei Xiao's wounds, with a stunned expression in his eyes, "It's you, why are you here?"
Qin Feng didn't pay attention to Qin Song, just calmly bandaged Mei Xiao's wounds, and then slowly turned around, faced Qin Song, and said, "It's none of your business!"
Qin Feng's white cat rushed up from under the stage, roared at Qin Song, and then jumped into Qin Feng's arms, leaving one person and one cat like this, leaving only Qin Song with a dashing back.
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