Lu Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly agreed: "Lord of the country, they take care of the grass people like this, if they don't agree, are they still people?

Everyone was at a loss: why did this guy talk like he was doing business?

Lu Yi then bowed his hand to the left wheel and the right Chang with a big grin: "Both, which of you is interested in fighting me?"

Revolver immediately walked out and said impatiently: "Let's play with Bu Gongzi below, but I hope that Bu Gongzi will not be rubbing, so that my young master can ask the princess to return home as soon as possible!"

Lu Yi: "Don't worry, I promise it will end soon! But I have the obligation to remind you that my knife is very sharp, and you will suffer a big loss if you don't use a weapon to resist it! If you accidentally cut your hands and feet, I am not responsible!"

Revolver sneered: "Bu Gongzi, you only have the cultivation of the early stage of the Qi Realm, even if you hold the sharpest weapon in the world, you can't think of hurting me! Don't be verbose, come on!"

"Then I'm here, look at it!" Lu Yi's attitude was still very polite, pacing a few steps forward as if he was shopping, and very comically raised his knife and handed it to the left wheel.

Isn't this a fight? Of course it's not a hand, it's that it's so slow that it's like a hand, so the scene is very funny.

Revolver laughed out loud, directly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the tip of the knife, and said, "Bu Gongzi, do you know how to compete in martial arts? How can you compete in martial arts like this?"

The revolver dark luck aura used the beast claw skill, grabbed the tip of the knife tightly, and tried to break the blade to create a beautiful effect.

Lu Yi only exerted the aura that matched the early stage of the Qi Realm, so the tip of the knife was grabbed by the revolver and could not advance or retreat.

Helpless, Lu Yi had to secretly add a little force, and the left wheel immediately felt the pressure on his right hand increase sharply, and hurriedly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the blade tightly.

However, the two sides were only at a stalemate for a moment, and Lu Yi suddenly increased his spiritual power secretly, and used his strength to poke the blade forward!

"Ahh

I only heard the screams of the left wheel, and the part above the palm of a pair of palms was ruthlessly shoveled away by the championship knife!

The left wheel instinctively retreated backwards, and was finally caught by the right Chang behind him, looking at the blood gushing out of his eight fingers, the left wheel screamed in horror!

Because the two sides fought close to each other, there was no aura collision, and Lu Yi hid his cultivation very conveniently, and outsiders couldn't see the doorway, thinking that this was the effect of the championship sword against the sky.

The reason why Lu Yi did this poison to the left wheel was because this guy was vicious in the previous competition, and seriously injured several eight-city champions, and it was really unpleasant not to teach him a lesson.

Seeing this scene, the audience all stared at the championship sword, as if it was a spiritual rhino, and their eyes were fixed, and they secretly scolded themselves in their hearts, calling themselves weapon collectors in vain, but they sneered at the rare sword emperor in front of them.

Bi Lai and Youchang were so angry that they gritted their teeth, secretly planning in their hearts that they would beat Lu Yi to death directly.

"Oops, I'm sorry, the knife is heavy, I must pay attention next time!" Lu Yi pretended to be innocent and said: "But, don't blame me, I warned you, but you didn't listen! Okay, Revolver, do you admit defeat?"

"You have cut both claws, and you have asked people if they admit defeat? Military doctor, stop the bleeding for him!" Lingxi came back to his senses and hurriedly ordered someone to bring the bleeding revolver down for treatment.

Then, Lingxi said to the iron-faced Billet: "Virtuous nephew, then Bremor is qualified to challenge you now, right?"

Bi Lai involuntarily clenched his fists and responded: "Lord, yes, he is qualified! But the little nephew doesn't know the severity of his shot, I'm afraid it will kill people, what do you say?"

Lingxi didn't know what to do, and said casually: "The sword has no eyes, death and injury are inevitable, why don't you sign a life and death certificate!"

Billey waited for this sentence and immediately agreed.

Lu Yi stopped doing it, and said earnestly to Lingxi: "Lord of the country, Bi Lai is the prince of a neighboring country, if there is any mistake in the grass people's knife, it may bring war disasters to the two countries!

Lingxi's father and daughter woke up like a dream, and praised Lu Yizhi in their hearts for knowing the proportions.

"Bremmo, if you give up the competition, it will be equivalent to giving up Wu Kui, since you are afraid of hurting the prince, then you don't need to compare with weapons, okay?" Lingxi still wanted to see Lu Yi's true ability.

Lu Yi responded with a bitter face: "Lord, this is too unfair, the grass people are good at weapons, shorter than cultivation, and the prince's cultivation is much higher than that of the grass people, but you want the grass people to fight long with a short blow, how can this be true?"

Lingyun's interest in Lu Yi became stronger and stronger at this time, and she wanted to continue to observe him, but suddenly thought of a way, and said abruptly: "Hey, two, you can only try your fists and feet, and don't use aura, then it will ensure safety and fairness!"

Lu Yi waited for this proposal, and immediately enthusiastically agreed.

Although Bi Lai was a little unwilling, he thought to himself that even if he didn't use aura, it would be enough to cripple Lu Yi, so he readily agreed.

The two sides then stepped forward and put on a posture.

Lingxi was very happy to see that the show could continue, but he didn't forget to remind: "Attention, only fists and feet are allowed to be used, and whoever violates the rules of running the aura will lose!"

At this time, the champions of the eight cities were depressed in their hearts: they actually let Bremor, who was the weakest in cultivation, go to the end, why is this guy so lucky?

On the field, Lu Yi said to Bilai: "Prince, hindering your proposal, the grass people are uneasy! But the grass people are determined to win Wu Kui, and they can only be offended!"

Bi Lai smiled disdainfully and said: "Trash, you think too much, this prince has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he can kill fierce beasts with his physical strength, and if he doesn't rely on internal cultivation, this prince can also hang you!

As Bi Lai said, if you talk about the original strength and strength of the body, Lu Yi's parasitic body is indeed inferior to the opponent, but Lu Yi has a powerful soul, and he can understand all the movements and intentions of the opponent in the battle.

Then, the two sides fought together...... Bi Lai was really imposing, his fists and feet were strong and fast, but he hit the air with a move, and after fighting for a long time, he couldn't even touch the corners of Lu Yi's clothes.

Lu Yi, on the other hand, dodged and moved, always dodging attacks just right, and then striking back from time to time at a tricky angle.

During the long battle between the two sides, Billay was hit in the head, face and body, and although he was not seriously injured, he was embarrassed and angry.

Bi Lai gradually lost his strength, and the power of his fists and feet decreased, Lu Yi took the opportunity to use Yongchun Fist, close combat, sticking to the opponent with a critical blow, and finally an inch of strength slammed into Bi Lai's chest, knocking him to the ground.

Lu Yi stopped his hands and feet, and teased: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you seem to have lost, do you want to fight again?"

Bi Lai got up with difficulty, clutched his aching chest, and said unconvinced: "This is so unfair! This prince wants to fight with you without restrictions!"

Lu Yi took the opportunity to say: "Okay! However, you have to admit first, you lose this competition, and the grass people will only consider it." ”

Bi Lai had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Okay, Prince Ben admits that you won this fist and kick competition." ”