Chapter 37: The Second Fight
Ximenqing also regretted it a little, Sima Bai's upright personality, what kind of joke was he kidding him? Look at Sima Bai's angry face now, he did his own evil!
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Ximen Qing knew that his mistakes could be corrected, so he hurriedly raised his wine glass and apologized: "It's my little brother, I don't speak through my brain, it's wrong! I'm wrong! I'm sorry!" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Sima Bai's face softened slightly, and he only heard him say leisurely: "A glass of wine can't do anything." I've been itching lately, so why don't we go down and have a game?"
Sure enough, Ximenqing sighed in his heart. When he saw Sima Bai fighting against a first-class master with his own eyes, he knew that his skills were not as good as others, and his last victory was completely a trick, and he would definitely not be his opponent if he tried again.
However, how could the eldest husband retreat without a fight, Ximen Qing crushed the wine glass in his hand and raised his momentum, "Okay!"
Ximen Qing and Sima Bai stood opposite each other, twenty steps away, or empty-handed competition (Ximen Qing's darts can be used), the point stopped, and Emperor Zhao Xu was the referee.
Zhao Xu is also looking forward to the showdown between the two again, and the last time the two competed, he made his blood boil. Zhao Xu saw that the two of them were ready, and shouted: "Let's start!"
Sima Bai was like an arrow off the string, swishing towards Ximen Qing, the speed was so fast, a few steps later, he reached a foot in front of Ximen Qing. He flicked his fingers at Ximen Qing several times.
Ximen Qing saw that Sima Bai had raised his light skills to the extreme as soon as he came up, thinking that he wanted to fight quickly. Then he didn't let him get his wish, so he decisively swept to the side, avoiding his edge, and quickly distanced himself from him by taking advantage of his light skill slightly higher than Sima Bai.
Sima Bai's fingers missed, and when he saw Ximenqing fleeing, he felt a sense of depression that was powerful but in the air, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and quickly chased after Ximenqing.
While running to avoid Sima Bai's attack, Ximen Qing thought about the enemy's strategy and suddenly had an inspiration. After careful consideration, he thought it was feasible and ran back in the direction of the gazebo.
In the middle of the process, Ximenqing deliberately stopped a few times and slapped Sima Bai a few times, of course, he was slapped away by one palm, and the direction of the flight was naturally controlled by himself. However, Ximen Qing was very surprised in his heart, Sima Bai's internal strength was more powerful and profound than the last competition!
This is still the mercy of Sima Bai's subordinates, or if a few hands of King Kong palm come down, it would be strange if Ximen Qing did not vomit blood.
Returning to the original place, Ximenqing stood still and shouted loudly: "Next, Brother Sima doesn't need to use his fingers, and I don't use darts, we will decide the winner in three moves, okay?"
Sima Bai was in full battle spirit at this time, and returned loudly: "As you wish!" Then he changed his move and hit Ximen Qing with a punch.
Ximenqing, who was three zhang away, only felt that the fist wind was fierce and unmatched, and he came to the face. Sima Bai punched out, his body had already grabbed a foot away from him, and he punched out again, and the back fist was stacked on top of the front fist, and the strength of the two fists was together, and the overwhelming pressure came over.
Ximen Qing held his breath and stared, and shouted "Bah!" and unleashed five punches in a row with the 'Crane and Snake Eight Strikes'. The goal of the five fists is clear, and they all fall on the strength of Sima Bai's fist. In the duel with Hei Er, Ximen Qing used this move, and several punches were stacked together, and the power would be even stronger.
"Bang! bang!"
With a few loud noises, Ximen Qing kicked and kicked...... He took six steps back, leaving deep footprints and dust scattering with each step.
Sima Bai took advantage of the victory to pursue, jumped high, turned around and slid down strangely, and swept towards Ximen Qing with one leg, the strength and speed were so great that the air around the oppressive ground crackled, obviously more ferocious than the previous move. As the saying goes, it is better to take ten punches than one kick, and this is the truth.
Ximenqing half-turned, crossed his arms above his head, and made a defensive posture. Sima Bai saw that Ximen Qing was going to resist his own move, so he hesitated slightly, and the strength on his leg was reduced by one point.
"Boom!"
This time it was a muffled sound, due to the fact that the clothes of the two people were hindering the transmission of the sound. Ximen Qingyin was half-turned, and the foot blocked from the side unloaded Sima Bai's two-component force, and deliberately took more than ten steps back one after another, unloading the two-component force. In addition, Sima Bai released water and collected a part of his strength, and in the end, he only suffered half of Sima Bai's internal impact.
Although he was only half injured, this kick made Ximenqing still feel unstable and his blood surging.
Sima Bai's face was expressionless, and he only thought about beating him and couldn't take care of himself, so he rushed up and grabbed Ximenqing's chest with one claw.
Seeing such a familiar move, Ximenqing actually smiled, and in Sima Bai's eyes, of course, it was a "lewd" smile. Last time, Sima Bai used this trick to repel Ximenqing, and then he was defeated.
Sima Bai thought to himself: I have prepared the antidote this time, and your 'Sorrowful Crisp Breeze' will no longer be useful.
However, the facts are destined to defeat Sima Bai on this move. Sima Bai saw that Ximenqing's figure in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and then disappeared in front of him. What shocked him the most was that Emperor Zhao Xu was behind Ximenqing's position, and his claw was just grabbing him.
Sima Bai knows the power of his move, Ximen Qing will vomit blood and be injured if he is hit, Zhao Xu's martial arts are mediocre, and he must not be killed by his own move?
Sima Bai hurriedly accepted the recruitment, but due to the temporary change of mind, he was affected by internal forces, and when he landed, he felt that his body was overturned and burned.
Before Sima Bai could recover, he only felt that someone had been patted on the back. This person is naturally Ximen Qing who used the 'Ling Bo Micro Step' to dodge the attack. He was calculating Sima Bai from the beginning: when the two fought, he kept retreating in the direction of Zhao Xu; he proposed not to use the 'flower finger' and the dart was afraid of accidentally injuring Zhao Xu behind him......
In fact, Sima Bai had seen Ximenqing perform 'Lingbo Weibu', just because he was held by Ximenqing at that time, and he didn't feel profound. So this time he was defeated because he was too anxious, anxious to see the smell of Ximenqing's injury, as long as he fought steadily, he would never lose under Ximenqing again.
Sima Bai stiffened for a long time before he slowly turned around, his face extremely ugly. Ximenqing hurriedly raised his hands: "I admit defeat!" and silently thought in his heart: modesty and forbearance are virtues, so why not lose the competition?
Zhao Xu also relieved himself at this time, and the master's move just now greeted him, so frightened that his legs did not obey the call, and it was just delusional to want to run. Fortunately, the master accepted the recruitment in time, otherwise he was afraid that he would not get wet dragon pants~
Zhao Xu hurriedly ran over to announce the result: "Okay! It was the master who won this time!" Of course he knew that his master had been tricked by the villain Ximenqing again, but for the sake of the master's face, this matter could not be said, and it could not be said.
As the son of the prime minister, Sima Bai has an excellent upbringing, and he recovered quickly, and he is also a person who can afford to lose and let go, so he hugged Ximen Qing with a fist: "I also lost this time! Brother Ximen is a good plan, and he is convinced to lose!"