Chapter 66: Competition
"Do you want to die, or do you want to die?" Li Erhu sneered when he heard this, and immediately replied to Emperor Han Qing in a mocking tone.
In fact, in Li Erhu's eyes, he didn't take Emperor Han Qing in his eyes at all, even if Emperor Han Qing was demonic again, he broke through the realm of cultivation as a new disciple. But in his eyes, these are far from enough.
Why?
Because he has been wandering in the Dust Removal Realm for ten years, even if he is a pig cultivating for ten years, he is not something that a new disciple can deal with. So he has enough confidence in himself, but Emperor Han Qing can't.
After saying that, Emperor Han Qing didn't say a word, since the decision was made to fight a life-and-death duel, either you die or I die, there is really no need to waste words.
At this time, his mind was already immersed in this duel competition.
In fact, he was also apprehensive in his heart, and it was the first time in his life that he had really fought.
As for that time when he was chased and killed, it was not called fighting, it was called fleeing, because he had no power to fight back.
The most recent one was yesterday's angry punch to Li Erhu, but it was unexpected.
Although the first layer of the "Futian Sword Technique" has been practiced by him, the real effect has not been fought with anyone, and he does not know.
You can't use the fighting moves of your childhood friends to fight to the death of the enemy, right?
In the audience, seeing that the two of them had not yet moved, some anxious disciples couldn't help but urge: "Do you still fuck or not?"
"Fight, fight!"
"After watching the excitement, Lao Tzu has to go back to practice. ”
On the stage, Han Qingdi and Li Erhu's expressions froze.
The two of them are not not fighting, although Li Erhu looks down on Emperor Han Qing in his heart, but he is not careless in his heart, he is not a newborn calf, he has seen too much over the years, because of the genius who overturned the boat in the gutter.
Strategically despise the enemy, tactically value the enemy.
He still understands this truth!
Li Erhu's left foot rubbed the ground, and there was a "whoosh" sound, and then a fist was opened. In his left hand, he pointed at Emperor Han Qing, which means that you let the horse come.
Emperor Han Qing didn't dare to be careless, and the punch he received yesterday let him know that Li Erhu's strength was not weaker than him.
Although his body had been transformed by seeds and the Tao Sutra before his cultivation, which was far superior to ordinary people, he still did not dare to be careless, and these were all discovered since his recent practice.
He didn't dare to be careless, and his expression was solemn.
It was only at this time that everyone in the audience discovered the peachwood sword hidden under the Taoist robe behind Emperor Han Qing, because Emperor Han Qing was slowly pulling out the wooden sword from the back of his neck.
In order to achieve unexpected results, he didn't show the wooden sword at first.
This time, it really had an unexpected effect.
"Who is this kid? He actually used a sword in this competition? Does a new disciple of him know swordsmanship?"
Even Li Erhu's expression was unnatural, because even he didn't expect Emperor Han Qing to use his sword to fight against him.
"Look!"
With the exclamation of an old disciple, everyone in the audience suddenly realized that it was not easy for this kid to hold a sword.
"If I'm not mistaken, this kid is a new disciple, right? But how is he in the Dust Escape Realm? Could he be the demon disciple who broke through the Dust Escape Realm with a new disciple that has been rumored recently?"
As the words of the speaker spread, the audience was in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion between the new and old disciples, and the buzzing was endless.
Even the elder who presided over this competition took a deep look at Emperor Han Qing.
With the advancement of this sect reform, it is almost impossible for the sect to see the title of elder.
The people only obeyed the old title and honored the elder.
Some of the new disciples broke through this elder, but they didn't expect it to be the person who was competing in front of them.
As a person who has come over, he knows very well how difficult it is to break through without guidance, but the fact that he is in front of him can only show the demonic nature of this person's cultivation talent.
Everyone talked about it, and the competition on the stage finally began.
At this time, the distance between Emperor Han Qing and Li Erhu was only five meters away, and the two sides were full of vigilance against each other, and they didn't dare to get close.
Emperor Han Qing knew that it was useless to keep confronting each other, so he decided to strike first, and the depth of the two sides would always be known after trying.
So he was not silent, holding a wooden sword and quickly pulling a sword flower. After that, he stomped on the ground, and with the help of the rebound of the ground, he sprinted straight towards Li Erhu, Li Erhu didn't dare to be careless, because the tip of Emperor Han Qing's sword stabbed him straight in the chest.
If you don't stop that momentum, I'm afraid that you will immediately puncture your sternum.
So Li Erhu immediately changed his boxing fight, from the starting hand style to the attacking style, and then he let out a loud shout and punched straight at Emperor Han Qingdi's head.
He took the path of exchanging injuries for injuries, because Emperor Han Qing had the advantage of weapons, even if it was a wooden sword, he didn't dare to relax, because he shuddered at the thought of the sharp tip of the sword piercing his body.
So he decisively decided on the method of dealing with the enemy.
The idea was beautiful, but how could Emperor Han Qing let him get his wish.
The two themselves are in the same realm, if one person is injured first, then what they are facing, Emperor Han Qing is clear.
Therefore, Emperor Han Qing decisively changed his sword moves, and the wooden sword was changed from a straight stab to an oblique pick, if it was implemented this time, Li Erhu's arm would lose its combat effectiveness.
The sword move used by Emperor Han Qing is, of course, the "Futian Sword Technique".
With such an imposing name, of course, there will not be only one sword move.
In fact, the sword moves of "Futian Sword Technique" are ever-changing.
Emperor Han Qing has only roughly mastered a few, and this set of swordsmanship is currently the first layer for him to use, and it is a little difficult.
In fact, in the final analysis, sword moves are composed of: "picking, stabbing, chopping, piercing, teasing, etc." ”
It is the skill of the person who uses it that determines the power of the sword move.
Sure enough, as soon as Emperor Han Qing changed his sword moves, Li Erhu's face couldn't help but change. He didn't expect Emperor Han Qing to react so quickly, which frustrated his thoughts.
It was only at this moment that he finally put away his contempt.
"Emperor Han Qing, I admit that you made me look high, don't worry, I'm going to take it seriously now. ”
After speaking, Li Erhu suddenly retracted his fist, and after stomping on the ground hard, a high whip leg was whipped towards Emperor Han Qingdi's head.
The distance of five meters was fleeting, and the two of them were already fighting together.
When the two of them see the move, you attack me and block, and the battle is inseparable.
After all, Li Erhu is a senior disciple, and he is superior to Emperor Han Qing in terms of speed and adaptability.
This made Emperor Han Qing on the competition platform gradually fall into disadvantage over time.
But Emperor Han Qing was very calm, he knew that once he messed up himself, he believed that Li Erhu would definitely not show mercy to those who faced him.
Before they knew it, the two had been fighting for a quarter of an hour, but they still didn't decide the winner.
At this time, there were already wounds on the two of them, and Emperor Han Qing's chest was hit in the chest by Li Erhu's heavy punch, and he only felt that his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he broke out in a cold sweat in pain.
But at this time, he didn't have time to take care of this, and gradually Emperor Han Qing also adapted to Li Erhu's fighting style, although he was still at a disadvantage, but he finally had the power to fight back.
Finally!
After another round, Emperor Han Qing's wooden sword stabbed hard into Li Erhu's arm. The sword that was originally stabbed in the chest was quickly blocked by Li Erhu's eyes.
This made Emperor Han Qing very annoyed, and the corners of Emperor Han Qing's mouth were full of blood at this time. But this only aroused his ferocity, and the experience of recent years made him more and more angry.
In the end, Emperor Han Qing was completely desperate to play, not defending but attacking. gradually disrupted Li Erhu's boxing path, and Li Erhu was also stunned, he had never seen such a fierce person.
Slowly, Li Erhu had the intention of retreating, and secretly regretted provoking Emperor Han Qing.
The new and old disciples in the audience didn't expect that it would be a lively and watchable scene, but they didn't expect that the two of them would be inseparable, and it was wonderful.
The buzz had long since stopped, and now everyone was staring intently at the field, wanting to see who would win or lose.
Even the elder who presided over the competition was quite surprised, and the scene on the field was completely unexpected.
On the field, Han Qingdi's swordsmanship became more and more powerful and more proficient. After a fight with Li Erhu, his swordsmanship improved quickly.
Since Li Erhu had the intention of retreating, Emperor Han Qing bullied him and went straight to Li Erhu's vital point, which made Li Erhu dare not be careless, so he could only put away his thoughts and take it seriously.
There were more and more wounds on the two of them, and the ground on the competition platform was covered with blood, and the expression of the elder who presided over the competition became solemn.
They are all disciples of the sect, and if they are not stopped, I am afraid that if the two of them do not decide the winner, they will lose too much blood and die in the ring.
The elder, who was hesitating, was suddenly attracted by an exclamation, as a figure in the middle of the field flew high and then fell on the martial platform.
Who wins, who loses?
This was all the thought at this time, and in the end the two let go of all their defenses.
There is a plan not to die and not to get out of the ring.
Li Erhu was also ruthless in the end, no longer thinking about retreating, and decided to fight with Emperor Han Qing for real immortality.
His fists swung tiger and tiger, and the fist wind went straight to Emperor Han Qing's face, which made Emperor Han Qing's face not only tight, but also his face hurt.
It can be seen that Li Erhu has also played a real fire, the Taoist robes on the two of them have become strips of cloth, and their bodies are covered with blood, and they can no longer distinguish each other.
Because Emperor Han Qing's wooden sword had been broken by Li Erhu halfway, he could only go into battle shirtless and hate Li Erhu.
In this battle, Emperor Han Qing fought extremely hard, and in the end, he could only refer to the sword and fight with Li Erhu with the sword finger. The fingers stabbed Li Erhu's chest, and after a while, Li Erhu had several finger holes in his chest.
In the end, everyone finally saw the situation in the field, because of the scuffle just now, everyone's eyes were all focused on the way of fighting.
As a result, Li Erhu was lying on the ground with the tip of a sword stuck in his chest.
Emperor Han Qing half-knelt on the ground, using a half-cut wooden sword to support his body from falling.
It's clear who wins and who loses.
Emperor Han Qing won the ultimate victory, and Li Erhu saw that he had more air in and less breath, and he was not far from death.
The tip of the sword plunged into his heart, cutting him off from all life.
Emperor Han Qing's tragic victory in this battle can be described as miserable.