Chapter 212: Losing is too much to win

As for whether Feng Shang used external force, only he knows. Just as Feng Shang put away the thunder stick and was about to leave the field, Gu Yuesong, who had been silent, stood up, he stopped Feng Shang who was about to walk out of the field, and then said to him: "Can you show me your thunder stick?"

Feng Shang glanced up at Uncle Hei, then pulled out the thunder stick from his leg and handed it to him. Gu Yuesong took the thunder stick and closed his eyes, he sent the internal force into this stick, Gu Yuesong, who was proficient in any kind of weapon in the world, quickly found the key to the problem, and then signaled that Wang Twelve Feng had not yet used external force.

Feng Shang saw that Wang Twelve re-announced the results of the game, and naturally Pei Shiyuan lost. At this time, Pei Shiyuan was still immersed in the surprise that the Fengyun Hammer was shattered, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Feng Shang swept away the resentment on his face, and said to Gu Yuesong excitedly: "Uncle Hei, you still know me! What external force is not external, I don't know it at all, how can I use it?"

Gu Yuesong also smiled and said, "Yes, your little doll naturally doesn't know how to use external forces, but you have a good weapon, it seems that I have to retract my original opinion of this stick, and I want to write it into the weapon spectrum!" After listening to Gu Yuesong's words, Feng Shang couldn't mention how happy he was. Since I got this thunder stick, I have not been less regarded by others, and now with Gu Yuesong's approval, that is, turning over the peasants and singing!

"Congratulations! You will continue to work hard in the next game!" Gu Yuesong finally congratulated Feng Shang. The latter returned to the stands triumphantly, and then looked at Zhong Liyan with an arrogant face and said, "Brother Zhongli, how is it? My thunder stick is a good weapon!" Zhong Liyan shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's so-so!"

"In the next game, Zhong Liyan, the guard of the capital, will face the bloodthirsty remnant Yang Qimen Hong!"

"Wow! It's finally time for Brother Zhongli's game!" Mu Ziyi had long wanted to see Zhong Liyan's true strength, but he never had a chance, and now that Zhong Liyan was about to play, how could he not be excited. But after hearing the opponent's name, the others moved their eyes to Zhong Liyan, but Zhong Liyan looked indifferent and said, "Isn't it the same who the opponent is?

As he spoke, he jumped into the arena, and when Qi Menhong heard the names of himself and Zhong Liyan on the other side of the audience, he was excited, and he jumped into the arena after watching Zhong Liyan enter the arena.

"Haha, Zhong Liyan, I didn't finish the fight last time, and today I can finally fight it out!" Qi Men's red eyes were full of bloodshots, and it seemed that he attached more importance to this competition than anyone else.

Contrary to Qi Menhong's positive mentality, Zhong Liyan had a lazy expression and said: "This kind of game is meaningless, it's better for us to guess whether it is better to win or lose!"

After hearing Zhong Liyan's words, although Qi Menhong was very angry at his contempt, he still forced a smile and said: "Zhong Liyan, don't be too confident, I have a basic understanding of your tricks through the last battle, and you will definitely lose in my hands today!"

Qi Menhong couldn't wait for a long time, and waved his hand to pull out the bloodthirsty remnant sun and stab at Zhongli Yan. Although Zhong Liyan, who was very lazy on the surface, saw that the other party had launched an attack on him at this time, of course he didn't dare to be careless, and raised his hand to pull out the White Shadow Sword to confront him.

Both of them are among the best swordsmanship masters in the rivers and lakes since the death of Feng Mobu, and they met in the weapon ranking competition at this moment, it seems that this is not only a competition for weapon rankings, but also a peak duel of swordsmanship.

"Xiuye!" After the two of them exchanged fifty moves, Zhong Liyan suddenly shook the White Shadow Sword in his hand, and four identical White Shadow Swords instantly appeared around him.

"Why are you going to use the first form of the Miracle Hundred Swords so soon?" Seeing that Zhong Liyan had begun to show his strength so early, Qimen Hong naturally couldn't ask for it. With a shake of his hand, the bloodthirsty remnant sun's dark red sword soul spread all over his body, and the two tentacles on his back swung in the air.

"It seems that it will not be easy to defeat you as soon as possible!" Zhong Liyan knew that this opponent was a bit difficult, and instead of exerting his physical strength with him here, it was better to end the fight as soon as possible and go to rest.

"Xiulin!" Zhong Liyan's sword eyebrows were upside down, and his right eye turned yellow, obviously he had released the sword soul.

"This doesn't look like Zhong Liyan's style! How could he magnify his moves as soon as he came up? Could it be that the opponent has already forced him to this point?" Dong Buping, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was a little puzzled by Zhong Liyan's abnormal performance.

Seeing this, Qi Menhong didn't mention how excited he was, and instantly released the bloodthirsty remnant sun sword soul. But among the three people in the audience, the long-haired man who had never made a move said to Bai Xinyu and Yuwen Chen Tuo: "Qimen Hong is going to be slaughtered, he is too eager to defeat Zhong Liyan, this is also his fatal shortcoming!"

The two sides on the field are inseparable at the moment, and the formation of the two is also very strong. Zhongli's white sword flying in the sky was dazzling, and it was impossible to see which one was attacking the opponent. And the eight tentacles stretched out from Qimenhong's back protected themselves tightly, and even though fifty swords attacked in turn, he could still maintain an undefeated advantage.

The huge battle lasted for a pillar of incense, and neither of them got a bargain, Zhong Liyan knew that it was not a way to take it off, so he suddenly took back the fifty swords to his side, and then threw the Bai You Sword in his hand as well. "Miracle Hundred Swords!"

Fifty Bai Youjian swords quickly formed a semicircle behind him, Zhong Liyan looked at Qi Menhong and said, "Haven't you always wanted to see my miracle hundred swords?

"Haha, the carving insect skill is nothing more than that!"

Looking at the Bai Youjian that was flying towards him quickly, Qi Menhong didn't feel threatened, and stretched out all the tentacles behind him to the front to block the swift Bai Youjian. At this time, most of the Bai Youjian behind Zhong Liyan had already flown out, and there were all swords and tentacles in front of him, and he was almost unable to see each other. At this time, Zhong Liyan quietly pulled out the Qinghong Sword and said to himself: "Qimenhong, you want to win me so much, but you still have a little brain!" After speaking, Zhong Liyan took advantage of Qimen's dazzled eyes and suddenly flashed behind him, and when Qimenhong found out that Zhong Liyan appeared behind him, it was too late, and the Qinghong Sword stabbed in from behind him, and stretched out from his stomach through his abdomen.

In an instant, the eight tentacles behind Qimen Hong disappeared, and the bloodthirsty remnant sun in his hand also fell to the ground. Zhong Liyan said in a low voice: "I admit that you are a master of swordsmanship, if under normal circumstances, it would not be easy for me to defeat you, but you want to win me too much, this gives me a chance to defeat you!

Zhong Liyan pulled out the Qinghong Sword, then turned around in a dashing manner, and threw the Qinghong Sword in his hand towards the sky, and the fifty Baiyou Swords had also been fused into one at this moment, and the two swords fell into his scabbard at the same time.

After Gu Yuesong saw Zhong Liyan's performance, he smiled, and thought to himself: This Zhong Liyan has grown a lot since he joined the capital guard, I think he was no different from the current Qimen Hong, he was bent on defeating the opponent, fortunately, the wind gave him a chance at the beginning, otherwise his fate would be the same as today's Qimen Hong.

Wang Twelve on the side also thought in his heart: This Zhong Liyan is really powerful, he was ready for the last sneak attack at the beginning, deliberately showing his strength, so that the opponent felt that he had to fight seriously, in fact, all this is to pave the way for the final sneak attack, this Qimen Hong is really stupid, when Zhong Liyan said the miracle of the hundred swords, he really thought that the opponent was going to go all out, and even stupidly faced the other party, and took everything that he never thought of that the other party was just a trick, and the last sword was the real attack. In a sense, this game can be said to be Zhong Liyan's throat seal with a sword, killing the opponent with one move.

When everyone was cheering for Zhong Liyan, and even the referee was about to announce the winner of the game, the bloodthirsty remnant yang that had just fallen from Qi Men Hong's hand was stained with his blood, and quickly released a large number of dark red sword souls, which quickly surrounded the dead Qi Men Hong. Zhong Liyan also sensed this, and pulled out the Qinghong Sword to prepare to meet the enemy.

"What's the matter? Hasn't that Qimen Hong already been killed by Zhong Liyan? How can his sword still move?" Ren Xiao Among them, Mu Ziyi knew the most about swordsmanship, but even he couldn't figure out the situation at the moment.

The bloodthirsty remnant sun quickly went berserk after devouring Qimenhong, and the dark red mist turned Qimenhong into an eight-clawed octopus.

"It turns out that your sword soul is such an ugly monster!" Zhong Liyan still did not change his true colors in danger, and teased the bloodthirsty Yang Dao.

One of the bloodthirsty remnant sun's tentacles suddenly pierced through the red mist and stabbed towards Zhong Liyan. When the latter swung his sword and was about to slash at this tentacle, Gu Yuesong immediately blocked in front of him and said, "You have won the competition, step down! ”

Facing the tentacles that stabbed over, Gu Yuesong didn't dodge at all, but grabbed the tentacles as thick as his wrist when the tentacles reached in front of his eyes. "Brute, don't take it back yet!" Gu Yuesong roared angrily at the bloodthirsty remnant sun through the spirit world. The sword soul that has gone berserk can't listen to anyone, even if this person is the weapon master Gu Yuesong. At this time, the other tentacle had already fanned towards Zhong Liyan, Gu Yuesong didn't expect that this thing was not even afraid of himself, and was caught off guard and was pulled aside.

"Hey, are you okay!" Seeing this, Zhongli Yan hurriedly caught Gu Yuesong who flew out, and after the two stood still, Gu Yuesong said, "This guy is crazy, you must stop it now, otherwise it will be over when it falls into the hands of other cruel people!"