The fist wind roared, the heavy sound of gold and iron striking, and the audience who was close covered their ears in pain, almost thinking that Ning Wenrui had smashed the thick-backed mountain chopping knife alive, the dragon elephant was really powerful, this blow really had the power of the dragon elephant, Zhou Mindong felt that there was an angry elephant in front of him, and the knife in his hand was almost smashed away!

But that's impossible, although he has not yet reached the realm of the unity of man and knife, but he has not left the knife for more than ten years, and has almost turned into a part of the body, holding the knife in his hand has long become a habit, and he wants to abandon the knife, unless he tears off his arm.

Ning Wenrui's punches have no defensive moves at all, and they are purely offensive to attack.

Zhou Mindong slashed one by one, almost tirelessly, and the knife momentum was unstoppable, even if it was really a dragon elephant giant beast in front of him, he would also slaughter him!

The savage, naked and brutal fight shocked the audience, even in the Chongyang Secret Realm, where martial arts are prevalent, there are few such iron-blooded fights.

This is the battle of primitives, and it is also the beauty of primitives.

Zhu Qi said to Liu Zheng: "Who do you think will win this time?"

Liu Zai said: "It's hard to hit the hard, it depends on who can't hold it first." ”

Zhu Qi said: "Ning Wenrui uses physical strength, as we all know, physical strength has strong staying power, and Zhou Mindong's internal strength will be finished as soon as it is exhausted." It should be that Ning Wenrui is more likely to hold out to the end. ”

Liu Zai smiled slightly: "This may not be, you pay attention to Zhou Mindong's knife handling method." ”

Zhu Qi looked at it intently, only to feel that Zhou Mindong's knife posture was undoubtedly domineering, and he was unrestrained, but Zhou Mindong didn't seem to use much strength, lifting weights like light, and stretching his arms was a powerful knife.

"Is this, like a little toad gathering momentum in battle?"

"Not all," Liu Zai explained, "not only does he gather the residual momentum of each blow, but each knife is a perfect arc, drawing a circle with himself as the center of the circle and the opponent as the boundary, so that he can perfectly resolve the momentum after each collision and apply it to the next sword, and the moves are seamless, both defensive and offensive." This is one of the advantages of heavy weapons, as long as the general trend is successful, it can use its inertia to defeat the enemy, the controller only needs to pay very little strength to control the direction of the attack, and the speed will get faster and faster, you see Zhou Mindong's knife speed has broken through the fist strength several times to attack Ning Wenrui's body. ”

"Oh," Zhu Qi understood: "So, Ning Wenrui made the same mistake as Zhou Yongqi - underestimating the enemy." ”

Liu Zai said: "This should be a common problem of people like them, strength is easier to confuse than speed, people who control power are often easy to be conceited, and those who rely on speed pay more attention to timing and attack direction in battle." After saying that, I recited it silently in my heart, and I must keep it in my heart.

Zhu Qi said again: "However, he can't break the defense, and he still can't defeat Ning Wenrui?"

Liu Zai smiled: "Look at it." ”

One hundred and thirty-two battles, the collision of blood and iron still continued, the martial arts arena was filled with a smell of belonging to the battlefield, and a group of strong men on the side of the stand shouted particularly fiercely, almost covering up the figures of the others, it was a disciple of Hengshan Academy, all muscular men, all shirtless showing off the two pieces of meat on their chests, and there were no women within fifty meters of them.

If Pujia Courtyard is a beauty courtyard, and the beauty is like a cloud, Hengshan Courtyard is an out-and-out grandfather's courtyard, and the ground is full of pure masters at a glance.

The disciples of the Sword Master Academy are much more restrained, only occasionally applauding, most of the time they sit there silently with a knife in their hands, but their eyes are not inferior to the blade, and if they tie a white turban, they are like a group of Dongying warriors who are going to die.

At this time, the dean of Yokoyama Academy, who was playing in the stands, suddenly stood up.

"Haha, Lao Wang, you can't see it until now!" the gray-robed old man beside him stroked his beard and smiled.

Ning Wenrui felt a faint pain in his waist, as if he was red, and he wanted to reach out and wipe it, but the opponent's attack speed was getting higher and higher, and he couldn't make his fists.

But the bright-eyed audience really saw that Ning Wenrui's waist was expanding.

"What's going on?, has the turtle shell magic been broken?" asked Zhu Qi.

"There is no absolute defense in this world, and the turtle shell magic skill is very powerful, but in the face of opponents of the same level, it is already very awesome to slash at the same part many times in a row. Liu Zai replied.

At this time, Ning Wenrui roared angrily, his body bent like an open bow, and his arms hit Zhou Mindong like arrows.

This is the collapse of Xingyi boxing, known for its explosive power, in the early years of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, Xingyi boxing giant Guo Yunshen, once had the reputation of "half-step collapse boxing to hit the world", and its prestige was very prosperous.

Ning Wenrui had already realized that he had fallen into a disadvantageous situation by underestimating the enemy, and he wanted to fight quickly.

He can't lose, and the person who calls him turtle head either lies on the ground or lets him lie on the ground.

Zhou Mindong twisted his waist and raised his arms, turned around in the air with his waist force, and slashed towards Ning Wenrui's waist with all his strength.

He has to win, and only when he wins can he stand opposite Wu Xu.

Both of them gave up their defenses at the same time!

Zhou Mindong's chopping knife slashed at Ning Wenrui's wound as he wished, and at the same moment, Ning Wenrui's collapse fist hit Zhou Mindong's chest like a city hammer.

The two flew out upside down at the same time, lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The referee was dumbfounded, how can this be judged, who wins?

Several judges also discussed in a low voice, and after a while, the mountain lord Jieqiuyuan spoke.

"After our discussion, although Zhou Mindong and Ning Wenrui lost their combat effectiveness at the same time, Ning Wenrui was arrogant to the enemy and fell into a disadvantage in the battle. And Zhou Mindong was calm and calm, the tactics were used correctly, the knife technique was victorious, and the injury suffered by the last knife was relatively light, so Zhou Mindong won this battle. Convincing?"

Ning Wenrui closed his eyes.

The consensus reached by the mountain owner and several judges, of course, he will not be dissatisfied.

Dean Yokoyama sat back in his seat, and the gray-robed old man patted him on the shoulder and did not speak.

The top ten qualifiers ended, Zheng Xuqing, Wu Tao, Zheng Youtao, Wu Xu, and Zhou Mindong entered the next round.

Later, it was also announced that due to Zhou Mindong's serious injury, the next round was originally a draw to determine a bye, but now it is directly decided that Zhou Mindong will have a bye, and several others have no opinion on this.

That's it for today, and tomorrow the top five qualifiers begin.

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On the banks of the Qinliang River.

The Qinliang River traverses the whole town, it is the most developed waterway artery in the town, the lights on both sides of the river are red and green, it is no less than the commercial area of Wanggongjing Street, and it is prosperous.

Liu Zao walked on the riverside, looking at the willow trees beside the river, the roadside shops are lined up, because this street is mostly the retro-style buildings with rubble at the corners of the eaves, Liu Zai strolls in it, and feels as if he has traveled back to Bianjing City in the Northern Song Dynasty.

After the game, Liu Zai proposed to go to the Qinliang River alone for a walk, telling Zhu Qi that they didn't need to call him for dinner at night, and he also brought a little silver dollar for the Chongyang Secret Realm, which was exchanged with Zhu Qi in RMB, so that he would not be so embarrassed as a poor bastard who could only eat and drink.

Walking into a small alley with few people, Liu Zai said lightly: "Come out, follow me all the way, if you want to fight, you still have to make friends." ”

Liu Zheng had a feeling of being followed just now, although the other party was a master, tracking was silent, and Liu Zai's feeling was also like nothing, but he couldn't hide Liu Zai's spiritual sense far beyond human beings after all.

Liu Zai said: "If you want to fight, now is a good opportunity, it's not good to miss it." ”

The other party never moved.

"What a calm guy. Liu Zai said in his heart.

Liu Zai shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the alley.

Step by step, it was calm, nothing happened.

As he was about to cross the alley, the wind came from behind him.

Liu Zai turned around, there was nothing, but there was another wind behind him.

No wind can lock onto a person's back, so it's certainly not the sound of the wind.

"It's amazing, no matter what, you'll always be behind you,"