Chapter Twenty-Seven, Forgot to Take the Sword?
This time's bye was beyond Ye Yong's expectations, if it weren't for Yun Qi's integrity, he would have suspected that he was tired of it.
But even so, Ye Yong also felt a lot of strange eyes, which had a deep meaning.
This time he didn't leave, he wanted to take a good look at other people's exercises, so that he could know himself and his opponent.
Bodhi sat next to him, hesitating about something in his eyes, and finally looked at Ye Yong with the courage and said, "Am I better than you?"
Ye Yong didn't expect him to say such a sentence suddenly, and he didn't react for a while.
But soon he smiled and said: "You kid, what's the matter, let me watch the game honestly"!
Bodhi wanted to resist when he heard this, but when the words came to his mouth, there was only one "um" left.
In the No. 1 ring, the girl in green played against Fang Dong in a light voice, and the No. 2 girl in the ring Tai Qu fought against a man with a knife.
As for the No. 3 ring, Ye Yong didn't know the two people, and he didn't pay attention after watching them for a while, because their strength was not as good as their own.
His focus was on the No. 1 ring, because he couldn't see through Qingyin and Fang Dong, and the final battle might be him and one of them.
As for Beiqu, hehe!
Fang Dong's seventy-two legs were powerful, and he had already practiced to the speed of kicking twenty-four legs in an instant, which made Ye Yong a little frightened.
And the light voice on the other side did not panic at all, her body was very graceful, just like dancing, and her posture was graceful.
It seemed to be slow, but each move could easily dodge Fang Dong's bounce legs.
Don't think that there is no attack power in this way, she holds a long sleeve on both sides, which seems to be light and fluttering, but in fact she has a thousand pounds!
Ye Yong's face was solemn, the strength of the two was very strong, and he didn't necessarily have the certainty of victory!
Not only him, but even a few people in Fudou also looked at each other, what happened to the disciples this year, and how they had never seen the exercises they practiced one by one.
Instead, Elder Fuwei looked at the light voice, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes.
Fang Dong in the ring frowned, he didn't want to use his hole cards too early, but this girl was really difficult.
Sideways to avoid her round of long sleeves, Fang Dong took advantage of the situation to leap, and in an instant he arrived in front of Qingyin, pinched the nameless hand with his hand, and pointed over.
Seeing that his speed suddenly exploded, Qingyin hurriedly gathered his true qi in front of him, but he didn't want Fang Dong's fingers to ignore his true qi at this moment, and directly pointed at his shoulder.
"Unreal Fingers"!
Gently spit out these three words, Qingyin only felt weak and fell to the ring.
Although Fang Dong won, his brows were furrowed, and although his voice was small, he understood it.
The illusory finger is the martial art he uses, and it is also the martial art of his family, and someone here actually recognizes it, and it seems that this woman's origin is not ordinary.
And Ye Yong, who has been paying attention to the two of them, carefully replays everything that happened just now in his mind.
Although Fang Dong's finger was hidden, it was still captured by him.
Originally, the two of them were equal, but because of this finger, they won directly, Fang Dong was too simple, and Ye Yong's eyes were full of fear.
The victory or defeat in the No. 2 ring was also divided, Bei Qu narrowly won, the senior brother with the knife was not weak, and he faintly comprehended a trace of the sword.
If it weren't for the fact that Beiqu had gained some benefits in the past two days, the outcome would have been uncertain.
A man named Qin Shuang won the third ring, and I heard that he was Qin Lin's family.
Bei Qu, Fang Dong, Qin Shuang and the lucky Ye Yong formed the top four this year!
"Next", Yun Qi said loudly: "Ye Yong fought against Beiqu, Fang Dong fought against Qin Shuang, and finally won the championship of the two decisive battles"!
Ye Yong looked at Bei Qu and found that he was also looking at himself, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth,
"It's really not afraid of those who don't know", Ye Yong shook his head and whispered, and then strode into the ring.
"Come on, come on"!
Bodhi and Yunshang didn't know when they got together, and they were cheering for Ye Yong.
And Fang Dong directly ignored his opponent and said to Ye Yong: "Hurry up and solve him, I look forward to fighting with you"!
Ye Yong smiled and said, "No problem, don't worry."
The two went back and forth, and they didn't take Beiqu in their eyes at all, which made him angry.
Ye Yong, don't be complacent too early, I will definitely make your loss ugly!
Bei Qu took a few steps to the ring, faced Ye Yong from afar, and pulled out the sword in his hand to face him.
Ye Yong frowned when he saw this, and then looked at Bodhi in the distance and shouted, "What, Bodhi, I forgot to take my sword."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence, followed by a burst of laughter.
I forgot to take my sword in the game, and this is the first time in years.
Yun Qi and Yun Lan also laughed dumbly, and secretly scolded the stinky boy.
Taking the sword thrown by Bodhi, Ye Yong stroked the sword body, and a lonely aura slowly formed.
Ye Yong's back looked so lonely, and the clouds below couldn't help but sour when he saw it.
Not only her, but many people also feel this way, and they can't help but think of their saddest things.
Bei Qu's mind was also in a trance, but he reacted in an instant, is this Ye Yong's sword dao, it doesn't seem to be worse than himself.
"Easy swordsmanship, please give me advice"!
Ye Yong's voice came, Bei Qu only saw a flash of sword light, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart, and he jumped to dodge the sword.
The butterfly sword was as powerful as a butterfly dancing, but it was soft and rigid, and it slashed lightly across Ye Yong's chest, making him feel a powerful sword aura.
"Beiqu's butterfly sword is really extraordinary." Yun Ting let out a rare sigh of admiration.
Elder Fudou stroked his beard and smiled: "Yes, he has comprehended the true meaning, and his swordsmanship will be extraordinary in the future."
Yun Qi snorted coldly after hearing this: "Ye Yong's Easy Sword is not bad, he has only been practicing for a month."
As soon as these words came out, several elders were stunned at the same time, and they had only been fighting against Bei Qu for a month, so wouldn't this child's talent be even more terrifying!
Yun Ting said with a smile after hearing this: "The way of the sword, experience is essential, how long has Ye Yong practiced, I think defeat is only a matter of time."
"We'll see." After saying this, Yun Qi turned his head and continued to watch the game.
Yun Ting laughed disdainfully and looked over as well.
Ye Yong and Bei Qu fought equally, the attributes of the free swordsmanship are different from the butterfly swordsmanship, the rigidity overcomes the soft but the soft overcomes the rigid, and the swordsmanship level is almost the same, so it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.
The two swords were facing each other, Ye Yong looked at Bei Qu in front of him and said, "If you only have this ability, then you will lose."
Bei Qu became interested when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "It seems that the junior brother only has such a little ability."
Ye Yong smiled coldly and said, "Really?"
After saying a word, Bei Qu only felt that his mind was in a trance, and a terrifying sword aura attacked him from all directions.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, Ye Yong came with a sword to kill, and Bei Qu remained motionless, as if he was stupid...