Chapter 22: The girl is too active
After the 16th stepped down, Liu Ping'an shouted again: "C No. 2 vs. C 15, now please two players on stage." At www.biquge.info the same time, two more players who had been ready jumped on the stage.
What kind of sect is this time, Liu Ping'an can't recognize it, and he hasn't seen their clothes. But it's a man and a woman. Again, the three rules were read out, and then the game was announced.
This time, the two of them were obviously much more polite, first they hugged each other and greeted each other, and reported their names, it turned out that the man was a disciple of the Laoshan faction, and the woman was a disciple of the White Horse Gate.
Liu Ping'an just tried out that he seemed to be able to perceive other people's true qi operation, and wanted to try again this time, but before he could close his eyes, the white horse gate woman's feet conjured up a phantom, which directly shrouded the figure of the Laoshan faction man. The man was not the opponent of the other party's move, and was sent out of the field in seconds.
It's really not lasting at all! But this woman is a master, and it is estimated that the kick just now is a little difficult to deal with by Liu Ping'an. Liu Ping'an walked to the woman's side steadily, wanting to pull the other party's hand, but after thinking about it, he still pulled some sleeves.
Unexpectedly, the woman was very generous, and took the initiative to grab Liu Ping'an's hand, with a smile on her face. Liu Ping'an was a little excited, but he didn't expect that the first time he held a woman's hand was to announce someone else's victory in the ring?
"In the second game of the C ring, the second player wins!" Liu Ping'an reported these words according to the usual practice, and then took the woman's hand and raised it high. The woman's other hand waved around, beckoning to the crowd cheering for her. Usually in martial arts, women are much more popular than men.
"Handsome guy, did you remember my name just now? I'll tell you again, my name is Huang Youwei, not the No. 2 player!" Huang Youwei said softly in Liu Ping'an's ear.
Okay, I was teased, but I still enjoyed it.
Today's third game can finally make Liu Ping'an feel it well, this is a Laoshan faction player against a Yellow River Gang player, both of them are at the peak of forging, and they are both hard battles with empty hands and no weapons. It's not lively for you to come and go. At the same time, it also allowed Liu Ping'an to have a good experience of the application of his own perception.
Sure enough, when his state of mind was completely calm, he could sense all the changes around him, including the way the enemy's true qi on the opposite side operated. The last time I was in the mountain temple, I felt Kang Ning's hidden murder once, but I didn't care about it at the time, and then I met Bai Wuji, and I was so embarrassed by him that I didn't have time to calm down.
It wasn't until I was able to watch others fight comfortably in the ring this time that I had the time to slowly experience this sense of accomplishment of being in control.
Just as Liu Ping'an was immersed in his own perception, he suddenly felt a little inappropriate, and one of the players seemed to have something wrong with the true qi in his body.
The No. 3 Laoshan Sect disciple seemed to be unable to control the true qi in his body, and wanted to forcibly increase his strength to defeat his opponent. Liu Ping'an could feel a surging vibration from him, this should be some kind of method that could instantly improve his skills. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be able to fully control this power, and the dantian is instantly filled with a violent aura, and then the tide rolls wildly and rushes towards his limbs.
The Yellow River Gang players also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and began to not fight their opponents head-on, and retreated far away to start a guerrilla war. The strength of the Laoshan faction player could not be vented, and it seemed that he was about to explode in his body, and Liu Ping'an could hear his heart fluttering.
"No, this should be a sign that you are going to go crazy!" Liu Ping'an said secretly in his heart, Ye Qijie said that the referee has the right to terminate the game when he feels that it is inappropriate, and the main thing is to protect the safety of the players. At this time, there was also a shout from the rostrum: "Wang Hua, stop!"
Wang Hua is this Laoshan faction player, and Liu Ping'an remembered it when the two sides announced their names just now. At this time, there was no hesitation, Liu Ping'an slid to Wang Hua's side with a shocking dragon step, slapped his left hand heavily, and against the opponent's right palm, a Zixia true qi was beaten into Wang Hua's body, and another right hand around the back hit Wang Hua's left armpit, and the left hand grabbed the opponent's left hand and lifted it into the sky, and a violent energy suddenly hit the air, crackling like a burst of thunder.
After the catharsis of this violent energy was completed, Wang Hua sat down on the ground weakly. At this time, the surrounding crowd erupted in thunderous applause, it turned out that the referee also had such a chic martial arts!
There was a woman shouting: "Senior Brother Liu, you are so handsome! I want to marry you!" Liu Ping'an looked down at the audience, it turned out to be one of the two junior sisters who were with Pei Jingyu yesterday, what is it called?
An old man jumped up on the stage, and he eagerly went to Wang Hua's pulse. It was obviously an elder-level figure of the Laoshan faction, obviously afraid that Wang Hua would be injured, and he was also shouting to stop on the rostrum just now.
The old man cut for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he saluted Liu Ping'an and said, "The old man thanked his apprentice Wang Hua for saving his life. Dare to ask the head catcher if he knows the luck method of my Laoshan blood condensation technique? Can I extract the violent true qi in the body of the despised disciple so quickly, otherwise this time the contemptible disciple forcibly runs the unskilled exercises, and he will definitely not be able to practice martial arts for the rest of his life. ”
He saw Liu Ping'an wearing head-catching clothes, thinking that he was also a head-catcher of the six doors. Liu Ping'an is a little difficult to answer now, I can't say that I can monitor the operation of the true qi in your apprentice's body, so I can find an outlet, right? ”
Wang Hua closed his eyes, leaned on his master, and said with a guilty face: "Master, I'm sorry, it's useless, I haven't been able to win a victory this time." ”
The old man didn't speak, picked up Wang Hua and left. Liu Ping'an handed over the Yellow River Gang players standing aside and announced the victory in a formulaic manner.
Five more races were played until it was completely dark. If you have to play eight games in one afternoon, the time is indeed a bit rushed, especially when most of the players are evenly matched, and the winner often has to go through hundreds of moves to split before the opponent can seize the opportunity to lock in the victory by relying on a mistake by one side. Time passed in such a little bit of friction.
Thankfully, nothing major happened. You only need to read out the rules as usual, announce the results and then register, and after all the games are over, the paper that records the results will be handed over to Gong Zhutou for statistical summary.
Tomorrow should be better, there are not so many games, but there are both morning and afternoon. In the morning, it is thirty-two into sixteen, and there will be four fights in each ring, and there will be fewer in the afternoon, and there will only be eight games in sixteen into eight, and two games per stage.
In the past two days, Sister Ye Qijie would call the mustache over every time to eat, and no one said anything. A couple of six-door catchers and the two of them just made up a table.