Chapter 192: An Opponent Who Can't Guess

Time passed minute by minute, the incense inserted on the sidelines burned the last section, and when the last section of ashes fell, the referee shouted on the side: "In this game, Feng Shang thundered the stick......

Everyone was woken up by the referee's shout, Feng Shang and Mu Ziyi, who were already sleepy-eyed, instantly cheered up, and the audience also opened their closed eyes, just when everyone thought that Feng Shang was going to win without a fight, a voice came from the top of the copper pillar.

"Ah~, sleep so comfortably!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and only a cocked Erlang leg was swaying from a distance, and then, an old man over half a hundred years old stood up from the top of the copper pillar, and then said to Feng Shang: "Are you my opponent?

Feng Shang looked up at this well-dressed grandfather, and then looked at the referee on the sidelines and said, "What now?

"This, Su Yi has been on the field all the time, but everyone didn't find out, it doesn't mean that you won!"

"What? Then we have waited so long in vain?" Feng Shang was naturally very dissatisfied with this result. Su Yi jumped down from the bronze pillar and said to Feng Shang: "Don't be in a hurry, young man, rest well before the game is the most important thing, don't you think you are full of strength now?"

Feng Shang scolded: "I don't have full strength at all, it's all you, an old man, who caused me to shout here for a long time just now!"

Su Yi smiled: "I'm here now, if you want revenge, just come! ”

Feng Shang pulled out the thunder stick from his right leg and threw it at Su Yi, and the ever-lengthening thunder stick was aimed at Su Yi.

"Eh, this stick is good, I'll have to study it. Su Yi said as he dodged the thunder stick sideways, and then stretched out a short two-foot-long stick from his sleeve.

"It turns out that the wolf stick is a short stick! In this way, Feng Shang will have an advantage in length!" Ren Xiao was excited to feel happy for Feng Shang when he saw this.

Feng Shang failed to succeed in one blow, so he switched his offensive and attacked Su Yi like raindrops. In fact, at this time, Feng Shang did not think that he could easily defeat this old man, although his offensive was strong, but Feng Shang still thought that the opponent would be resolved one by one, which was not to look down on the opponent or despise his own performance, but an intuition between masters.

But things always went in an unexpected direction, Su Yi simply blocked Feng Shang's attack twice, and then hurriedly turned his head and ran back, shouting as he ran: "Wow, what a powerful offensive! Don't you young man know how to start lightly? I'm an old man!"

Feng Shang was a little overwhelmed when he saw that the other party had left him and fled, and since the other party had been spared, Feng Shang kindly dissuaded: "Uncle, since you can't beat me, then please abstain! I don't want to hurt you." ”

Unexpectedly, after Su Yi distanced himself from Feng Shang, his face changed again, and he said seriously: "Who said I couldn't beat it, it's just that my arm was a little bit right now, take a rest, it's okay now!"

Feng Shang had no choice but to say to this strange old man, so he had to say, "Then old man, don't blame me for being too heavy!" After speaking, the stretched thunder stick came over again.

"Be careful!" At the moment when the thunder stick swept over, Su Yi suddenly squatted down, and then approached Feng Shang's side, saying, "Be careful not to step on this ant!" Su Yi grabbed Feng Shang's footsteps that were about to move, and then waited for the ant to leave before putting down Feng Shang's foot. And Feng Shang not only had a bye, but was also grabbed by the other party with one foot, and it was already difficult to barely stand still, so he supported his body crookedly. Who would have thought that when Su Yi raised his head and stood up, he was too close to Feng Shang, causing the back of his head to hit Feng Shang's chin, knocking Feng Shang, who was already crumbling, to the ground.

"I'll go, isn't it! Feng Shang was knocked down so easily?" Mu Ziyi couldn't believe his eyes. Ren Xiao also felt incredible on the side and said: "This is a fluke and a mistake!"

Feng Shang, who stood up, rubbed his chin and scolded, "You old man did it on purpose!" Su Yi looked innocent and said, "Eh, I'm really sorry, I saw that you were about to step on that little worm just now, so I couldn't help but want to protect this weak life." ”

Feng Shang moved his body and said, "Okay, now you can start the dignified game!" Su Yi stretched out a short stick from the sleeve of his left hand, which was the same length as the one in his right hand.

"Come on! Come on! Let me see the power of the flat ground thunder. Su Yi finally got serious.

At this time, Feng Shang's eyes rolled and he had an idea in his heart. So he pretended to work on Su Yi, one used a seven-foot long stick, and the other used a two-section short stick, this old and young game seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, and the game was very tacit.

Feng Shang secretly saw the pace of Su Yi's feet, and after swinging a stick to widen the distance between the two sides, he quietly turned the thunder stick, and the bottom section shot out, and the target was Su Yi's ankle.

Su Yi, who was caught off guard by the iron chain wrapped around his ankle, was taken aback, and hurriedly begged for mercy before Feng could pull hard: "Wait, wait, don't pull, my old bones can't withstand such wrestling, and it will break my whole body apart." Seeing Su Yi showing weakness, Feng Shang stopped the next movement in his hand and said, "Grandpa, just admit defeat!

Su Yi took advantage of Feng Shang's speech and suddenly stepped on the chain of the thunder stick, Feng Shang found Su Yi's movements and hurriedly pulled the chain, how could Su Yi's feet be amazing, no matter how hard Feng Shang tried, he was indifferent from beginning to end. Su Yi smiled: "Now, you have nowhere to run!"

Not only controlled Feng Shang's thunder stick, but also shortened the distance between each other, Su Yi raised the two short sticks in his hand and slammed them on Feng Shang's head. Because he wanted to grab the thunder stick in his hand, Feng Shang had no chance to block or dodge at all, so he could only let the other party beat him.

Su Yi said while beating: "Hurry up, abstain quickly!" Feng Shang, who was tortured by Su Yi, couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the end of the thunder stick with his right hand and turned it again, and the end was also shot out, Feng Shang was able to distance himself from Su Yi and successfully avoid Su Yi's torture.

"Your thunder stick is really ever-changing!" Seeing Feng Shang's constantly changing the thunder stick in his hand, Su Yi was a little curious, and continued to ask: "Can it still conjure up those tricks? Let me see it!"

At this time, Feng Shang only held a short stick in his hand, and said: "If you want to see it, you can, but you have to let go of your feet first!" Feng Shang pointed to the thunder stick that Su Yi was stepping on.

The old man smiled, raised his foot and asked Feng Shang to put the thunder stick back, and said, "Quick, hurry up and let me see!"

Feng Shang, who had re-grasped the thunder stick, leaked a treacherous smile, raised the thunder stick with both hands, jumped up, and smashed it down towards Su Yi, "Thunder Wanjun!"

The thunderbolt with the lightning effect was like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky and slashed towards the top of Su Yi's head. "Bang" The stone slabs under Su Yi's feet exploded, and when he looked up, he found that Su Yi had used two short sticks to frame Feng Shang's "Thunder Wanjun", and the lightning did not reach Su Yi's body through the short sticks, but the stone slabs on the ground of the simple power room were broken. Even so, Feng Shang's strength was still breathtaking, and this brute force was already close to Luo Yun.

"Good boy, the strength is not small!" Su Yi's arm was a little numb, if he was a teenager younger, it should be easy to block this move, but now that he is old, he has long lost the prestige of the year. Feng Shang also asked curiously: "Hey, why doesn't your stick conduct electricity?" Su Yi smiled and said, "It's not that it doesn't conduct electricity, it's that it eats your electricity!"

Feng Shang was even more puzzled, the first time he heard that the weapon could still eat the opponent's attack. Su Yi saw Feng Shang's face full of doubts, so he said, "If you don't believe it, I'll let it spit it out for you again!"

Feng Shang raised his stick to block without thinking about it, and just as Su Yi's two short sticks fell, a burst of lightning spread throughout Feng Shang's body. In the past, he used to use lightning to slash others, but today he was hit by his own tricks.

After being struck by lightning, the ends of Feng Shang's hair stood on end. Seeing this, Su Yi smiled and said, "How is it? Now believe what I said!" Although Feng Shang felt incredible, he didn't have time to understand the mystery in the arena at this time, so he started the fight and prepared to end the game first.

"This game has taken too long, I have to get rid of you as soon as possible, or my buddies will laugh at me in a moment!" Feng Shang got serious and stretched out the thunder stick to the longest, about seven feet, intending to use the advantage of length to defeat the strange old man in front of him.

Feng Shang made the tiger and tiger dance with thunder sticks, and the stick method of opening and closing made Su Yi, who was holding a short stick, retreat step by step, barely blocking Feng Shang's attack. I thought that Feng Shang would soon be able to win if this situation developed, but I didn't expect Su Yi to quickly adapt to Feng Shang's stick technique, and he could dodge Feng Shang's attack with just his flexible body.

"It's really an old-timer, and he has mastered Fengshang's routines so quickly, and this kind of combat experience is far beyond that of us newcomers. Mu Ziyi praised Su Yi from the bottom of his heart after seeing Su Yi's dodging action. Although Ren Xiao didn't want Feng Shang to lose like this, the gap in each other's strength had gradually been revealed, and Feng Shang would undoubtedly lose. "It's a pity, Feng Shang met such a master as soon as he appeared!"

After Feng Shang's sweep was dodged by Su Yi, the old man jumped up and flipped his body in the air to move closer to Feng Shang. Feng Shang was naturally willing to come up with Su Yi's thoughts, so he hurriedly took a step back, at this time the distance was already outside the attack range of Su Yi's short stick, Feng Shang slammed the thunder stick upward, wanting to hit Su Yi who couldn't dodge in the air.

"I'm going to win!" Just when Feng Shang had already begun to celebrate the victory in advance, the short stick in Su Yi's left hand suddenly retracted from his sleeve, and then the short stick in his right hand came out of his hand and went straight to Feng Shang's chest.