At this time, Ye Qingchen naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking.

I saw that his face was grim, and he was panting heavily.

stared at the Zhao guards as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that one would not pay attention, and the Zhao guards rushed over again.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingchen blinked his eyelids, and Zhao Guard appeared in a blur above his head.

Ye Qingchen was caught off guard and didn't dare to take it hard. A tumble. Ducked.

The situation became one-sided, the Zhao guards were aggressive, and Ye Qingchen fled in embarrassment.

Next, Zhao Guard's various moves emerged one after another, including the Dragon Prison Stick.

forced Ye Qingchen to hide in Tibet and roll around.

Sometimes I can't dodge, so I try to slash it with a knife.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to block two sticks.

Bad luck, even hit two sticks in a row.

Fortunately, Ye Qingchen is more resistant. If it had been someone else, I am afraid that he would have passed out long ago.

You must know that in addition to Ye Qingchen's own fighting, when he took the dart, the tempering of his tens of thousands of iron fists by the senior brother finally showed its effect at this time.

Just such a chase, a roll, and a quarter of an hour was consumed.

On the periphery of the stage, there was already a dead silence at this time.

Everyone, without exception, believes that the general trend is gone.

Zhao Guards had clearly taken the initiative at this time, and it was only a matter of time before he won.

As everyone knows, Zhao Guard's heart is now complaining.

Because, every time this dragon stick is cast, it takes a lot of physical strength.

During this chase and escape, he kept using the dragon prison stick, and he couldn't count how many times.

Now he only feels sore, dizzy and weak, and he can't tell if he is dumb and suffering from eating Coptis chinensis.

In front of me, Venus soared.

I'm afraid, this is what people say about the stars knowing my heart.

And the kid on the other side is so durable. He has been hit by dozens of sticks, and he is still rolling around on the ground......

As everyone knows, Ye Qingchen is no better. While he was talking, he was not paying attention, and his lower abdomen was firmly beaten with two sticks.

Finally, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.

Then there was a whoop and a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, he only felt that the world was spinning, and the qi and blood all over his body were surging, and his whole body was numb and then turned to swelling.

A feeling of suffocation instantly filled the whole body, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

I can't help it, the lower abdomen is distended and painful, and a sense of mania hits me inexplicably.

The hairs on his body stood on end, and goosebumps instantly spread all over his body.

At this moment, he can't wait to vent this manic feeling!

If he allowed this power to remain in his body, he felt that he was going to explode and die in the next second.

It turned out that the Zhao guards were also unlucky, and the stick just hit the Guan Yuan point in his lower abdomen.

It turned out to be the water that runs on its own!

Everyone on the side of the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau saw that he was hit and vomited blood, and they exclaimed in surprise, and almost all of them stood up.

And the other dart players couldn't help but clench their fists and sweat for this junior apprentice.

The county lord of Anning took a long breath. Finally saw the hope of winning.

Zhao Guards have been protecting herself for many years, and in her mind, she naturally hopes that Zhao Guards will be the best alone.

"It's over!"

Guard Zhao snorted lightly, unable to hide his excitement in his heart, and forced himself to settle down, brewing the final blow.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen shouted: "Drink!"

The crowd didn't understand what was going on.

I saw that Ye Qingchen had disappeared in place. The swishing body is endless.

"Shadow Prison!"

"Look, the little junior brother has learned the shadow prison!"

The Wind Dart Bureau erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

It's not just a game of wind darts.

All of them!

Everyone's hearts were like thunder on a sunny day, and the word shadow prison sounded in their hearts, except for the prefect's woman, because she couldn't remember the name of this move at all.

"But ......"

The next moment, everyone stayed where they were.

Originally, the shadow prison was cast to the extreme, but the shadow prison displayed by Ye Qingchen was ......

Eight ways!

This......

The situation on the stage took a sharp turn for the worse, and eight figures revolved rapidly around Zhao's guards. And the Zhao guards among them panicked, what kind of kung fu is this?

Fan Jie looked at each other.

Then, Yu Chao's eyes widened at the size of copper bells, and he looked at Fan Jie suspiciously and raised his eyebrows.

Fan Jie replied calmly: "The master led the door, and the cultivation is personal. He's gone beyond the limits of the Shadow Prison......"

Yu Chao shook his head: ", monster!"

At the same time, the big names in the north stand also reacted much differently from Qingchen's two senior brothers, and they were all shocked in their hearts.

No exceptions...... Clam up.

The solemn look in his eyes is unobstructed.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful!" suddenly came the cheers of the prefect's wife.

In the silent stands, only the prefect's wife watched the music bloom. He clapped his hands to the prefect and said.

Except for the prefect's wife, the entire venue was silent and silent.

I don't know how long it took for the prefect's wife to notice the strange atmosphere around her. looked around, and stopped what he was doing in embarrassment.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen made a move: "Cloud Steaming Dragon Change!"

"Cloud Steaming Dragon Change?"

"How is this possible!?"

Fan Jie and Yu Chao exclaimed again!

Geng Feng scratched his head: "What is the Cloud Steaming Dragon Transformation?"

The two of them said without looking back: "The eighth form of the Thirteen Swords of Flame!"

Geng Feng nodded, and suddenly raised his head: "What, you said that the little junior brother used the long-lost Flame Thirteen Swords!"

The three of them went blank in their minds......

In fact, the fact that the Thirteen Swords of Flame were engraved under the offering table was known to Huang He, Fan Jie, Yu Chao and the others.

It's just that there is no mental method, so no one cultivates.

And Ye Qingchen was hit in the lower abdomen by the double sticks just now, and at the same time that the water meridian couldn't help but run on its own, he himself didn't know why this trick suddenly appeared in his mind.

So it was inexplicably displayed. It turned out to be a success!

At this moment, I saw the blue mist above the fiery red long knife rising rapidly, and then condensed into a blue dragon.

Because the formation was so amazing, no one noticed that there was a faint blue halo circulating in the blade.

Then the eight sword shadows roared down like eight blue dragons.

Bang!

The sky is loud and deafening!

The entire dance arena shook in an instant with this move.

And the stage of the fierce fight disappeared from people's sight in an instant.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a shocking dust storm......

Wait for the dust storm to clear......

Acting on stage......

Asunder......

The foot shattered into dozens of pieces and collapsed completely.

Among the ruins, Zhao Guard's Xuantie Double Dragon was also broken from the roots.

There was a blur of blood on his chest, and he had already passed out.

And Ye Qingchen was standing behind him, the back of the knife down. Heavy gasps from time to time.

All of them...... Breathing rapidly, his chest kept rising and falling, and his heart was full of turbulent waves.

It turned out that at that last moment, this junior apprentice flipped the blade of the knife and only attacked with the back of the knife.

Yes, under this earth-shattering blow, Zhao Guard was able to save his life, but he only broke the double stick in his hand.

If you use a blade. ...... At this moment, Zhao Guard's body is probably in a different place.

The audience was silent, and everything was silent. There was silence for dozens of breaths.

Ye Qingchen turned his gaze to the official who had become a native with difficulty, and his eyes were puzzled, why didn't he announce the result?

Seeing this, the official finally woke up from the shock: "Liuliu Wind Dart Bureau, Ye Qingchen wins!"

"Wow!"

"It's so exciting!"

"yes, what's that last move? It's so powerful!"

"It's so powerful just by using the back of the knife, if you use the blade, who can take this blow!?"

Everyone stood up and cheered loudly, and the applause was thunderous!

No exceptions!

In addition to Fan Hong......

Geng Feng's eyes flickered, and his thoughts returned to that afternoon many years ago......

"Little junior brother, you have to practice hard in the future. ”

"Hey, just get fit, and really get the first place in the world"

And this little junior brother was sixteen years old, and he accidentally became the first in the martial arts competition in Lincheng.

Is all this a chance or a coincidence? No one can say clearly.

But at this moment, the little junior brother is already in his mind......

First!

Ye Qingchen, who was in the center of the martial arts arena, was inexplicably sad.

Because, the figure he wants to see the most is not here......

"Peak"

The sword is sharpened, and the dust is gone.

Eating meat and drinking blood to bind the dragon, I laughed at the rivers and lakes with my sword.

On the way back.

"Little junior brother, have you learned the Thirteen Swords of Flame?" The three senior brothers formed a circle and surrounded Ye Qingchen in the center.

"No, no, I can only move, I don't have a mental method, I just got out of it!"

"Blindfolded?"

"That's right, this Thirteen Flame Swords, I've practiced countless times. Never once has it been successful.

Just now, he was interrupted by Zhao Guard, and under the surging of qi and blood, he somehow showed it.

If I had to do it again now, I would fail!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be disappointed and dispersed.

Night.

All the darts of the large and small dart bureaus in Lincheng, and even the prefect came to congratulate.

It's not that Ye Qingchen is highly regarded for his ability, it's just that Huang He, the chief dart head of the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau this year, died unexpectedly, and everyone took this opportunity to come to condole.

But taking a step back, the honor of the Lincheng Dart Bureau has been preserved.

Judging from the current situation, the Liufeng Dart Bureau should be firmly in the position of the first dart game in the city in the future.

And all this is due to the sixteen-year-old boy.

It's just that the atmosphere at the banquet is inexplicably sad, and it is no longer the noisy and lively appearance of previous years.

From time to time, there were voices of congratulations and persuasion to drink.

Ye Qingchen, who was arranged in the central position, was overwhelmed.

At this moment, Fan Jie stood up and winked at Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen knew in his heart. It's also going outward.

"Little junior brother, where are you going?" asked Yu Chao.

"It's okay, I'll go to the toilet!" Ye Qingchen casually made an excuse and slipped away.

Out of the gate, the two looked at each other and smiled. Disappeared into the alleyway.

Half an hour later, at the foot of Dongshan, this pair of brothers finally fought each other!