readx;? Miss Qingmeng said: "There are two No. 2 contestants below. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The red and black teams each have a man with an extraordinary temperament.

The two reported their names: the red team player said: "Ogura three sets, please advise." ”

The player of the black team said: "Uchiyama Gusu, please advise." ”

They bowed to each other and entered the formal battle.

This is the real combat duel, the two pulled out their katanas, and at the same time exhaled "Hi", both raised their knives and slashed at each other.

Snatch and snatch and snatch!――

The two of them didn't make a coincidence, hard bumps, big bangs, hard bridges and hard horses, two bamboo knives collided quickly and violently, perhaps, just now Meng classmate gave the black team a good example, let them see the myth that the red team may not be invincible, Uchiyama Gusu with absolute momentum and bursting confidence, completely suppressed the opponent, and when the opponent made a mistake, he saw a flaw, flew back and kicked the opponent to the floor.

Ogura Sanpan rolled over and jumped up, ready to fight back, but the tip of Uchiyama Gusu's knife had already reached his throat.

Miss Qingmeng immediately said, "Black Team No. 2 wins." ”

The three bodies in the body Su put away the knife, and Ogura glanced at the opponent in the third set, obviously a little unconvinced, but the defeat has appeared, and he can't oppose it.

The two of them saluted each other, and then they both returned to their respective camps.

Miss Qingmeng cleared her mind and said incitingly: "At present, the black team is leading 2-0, the warriors of the red team, what do you think, do you feel more or less lost and anxious, then, come up with your unique skills." Come, there is the No. 3 player of the red and black teams. ”

I have to say that Miss Qingmeng's words had a certain stimulating effect, and Master Oda Naiko had already strode to the center of the ring, crossed his arms, looked at the black team, and had a provocative expression on his face, as if to say: Whoever of you comes, I will beat him.

Miss Qingmeng exaggerated a little: "Wow, the warrior of the red team turned out to be the great samurai young master Naiko, so where is the third warrior of the black team-oh, is that you, please." ”

In the black team, a big man got up a little helplessly and walked to the center. Timidly said, "Ito, please advise this time." ”

The young master was too lazy to ink, took the knife in his hand, said "Oda Naiko", raised the katana in his hand, and motioned for the other party to draw the knife to see.

Ito gritted his teeth this time, and since the battle was inevitable, he suddenly drew his sword.

However, the young master was obviously tired of trembling, and stepped forward, handed the bamboo knife forward, and went straight to the center.

This knife is undoubtedly the essence of the knife technique of the young master, breaking the routine of knife use, and it is really his pinnacle work.

Ito didn't expect the opponent's attack to be so fast and weird this time, and the blocking tricks accumulated in his brain instantly came to naught, so he had to put the knife up in a hurry and resist the opponent's fatal blow with the blade!

Click!

The tip of the young master's knife pierced Ito's blade this time, and he divided it into two pieces of bamboo, and the tip of the knife was castrated, and he took Ito's chest this time, "snort", Ito's clothes were pierced this time, but the tip of the knife was no longer advanced.

Ito's face was like ashes this time, if this was a life-and-death battle, Young Master Naigong would have killed him under the knife.

Ito whispered this time, "I lost. ”

Young Master Naigong put away his sword and nodded at him slightly, expressing a little apology for ruining his katana.

Ito shook his head this time, and threw away the hilt in his hand casually, loser, what is there to complain about, even if the Fuso samurai's reverence for the katana is far less than the obsession of the Middle-earth people with the sword breaking people and killing people, but it is also a very important part of personal honor, but so what, it is not enough, you have to cry and make trouble, and fight with the opponent in various languages?

Miss Qingmeng said: "Young Master Naigong wins. Two No. 4 warriors are invited. ”

"Tsuneichi Yamaguchi. ”

"Kurokawa Hakuti. ”

Although Young Master Hengyi bit off a right index finger by Classmate Meng, in Middle-earth, it is very likely that a swordsman will be destroyed, but Fuso Samurai holds a sword in both hands, and even if his combat power has a great impact, not everyone can easily take him down.

Besides, classmate Meng's bite made him make a fool of himself that night, and he knew that he might not be able to defeat classmate Dream in his life, so he had to vent his resentment on his opponent. A series of fierce moves and ruthless moves drove Kurokawa Baiti almost to the edge of the ring, as if he had to smash people off the stage to make a fool of himself.

In the face of the stormy blow of Young Master Hengyi, Kurokawa Bai mentioned that he didn't want to fight back, even if he lacked the strength to parry, he was depressed, he didn't seem to have hooked up with his sister-in-law, can he be so resentful, he can defeat himself in an instant, but he has to knock himself out of the ring and make himself ugly, alas, I can't admit defeat?

So, on the edge of the ring, Kurokawa Baiti resolutely chose to admit defeat.

Miss Qingmeng said: "Now, it's two to two, and after the hard work of the red team, it's time to catch up." We'll see what happens next. There are two No. 5 players. ”

Sakai Ander said in a low voice, "Big brother, the fifth is me." ”

Meng said: "Then go up, I'm afraid he has teeth." ”

Sakai Ande said cautiously: "Big brother, do you think everyone has a pair of powerful teeth, I'm worried about meeting the 'Four Peerless Sons' Young Master Haoyue." ”

"You wait. ”

Meng suddenly stood up and strode towards the red team.

In the surprised look of hundreds of pairs of eyes, he came straight to Young Master Haoyue and looked at Young Master Haoyue coldly.

Young Master Haoyue obviously didn't expect that Classmate Meng would run in front of him inexplicably, and stared at him with the eyes of a police uncle catching a thief, he raised his head slightly, and said lightly: "Mr. Meng, what do you mean by this?"

Miss Qingmeng also ran over in broken steps, expressing great confusion and dissatisfaction with Classmate Meng's strange behavior, and said, "Mr. Meng, please return to your seat, if you have any personal matters, I'll talk about it later, okay?"

Classmate Meng looked at Miss Qingmeng and said lightly: "If Miss Qingmeng sees that Zunfu is making love with a woman, will you let them go over when they are done?" "Eh? You-" Miss Qingmeng's white jade-like face instantly flushed, but it added a little fragrance. On the rostrum, Takeo Kamikawa, a local martial arts master, suddenly spoke, and his voice was a little cold: "Young Master Haoyue, please return the serial number sign in your hand to the people around you." ”

Although there was silence on the stage, there was an uproar in the audience, and everyone couldn't imagine how the famous "Four Absolute Sons" Young Master Haoyue would do such a cheating and dirty thing?

Many people who are optimistic about him feel that their faces are dull, as if they have been slapped in the face.

Young Master Haoyue was bare, silently swapping the brand in his hand with the man next to him.

Miss Qingmeng's eyesight is good, and in an instant, she saw that just now, the serial number sign that Young Master Haoyue was holding in his hand was the number five who was about to play.

She suddenly had a hint of realization, Young Master Haoyue seemed to be going to defeat the fifth player of the black team.

So, who is the No. 5 player of the black team, and how can Young Master Haoyue be so concerned?

Takeo Kamikawa said again: "This is the first time to cheat, and it is also the last time, so I won't take it as an example." If anyone follows suit and is immediately disqualified, they will be pursuing the final title of Martial Venerable, and they will also be held back. ”

When he finished speaking, he glanced at Lord Takeda, intentionally or unintentionally, and Lord Takeda coughed dryly and said, "I didn't pay attention here due to the perspective problem, but I made a mistake." ”

Takeo Kamikawa said lightly: "Yes, my lord, you can't see it from your perspective, just as that Mr. Dream just lowered his head and talked to the people around him, and he didn't see the scene on the red team's side at all." ”

Lord Takeda's old face was slightly hot, and he laughed dryly twice, speechless. In fact, when martial arts reach the advanced realm of their internal and external cultivation, observing a person's private small movements, there is no need to move a small bench to sit in front of him, and his eyes are staring at him in a daze, but to remotely locate his consciousness on the person to be observed, then, his every move will be transmitted back in a way of induction feedback.

Perhaps, some classmates will question, in this way, the two of them can also peep at night homework, isn't this very against the sky, well, very shameless?!

Theoretically, yes, but, in fact, there are many limitations.

First, the distance is limited; Second, the obstacle of the building; Third, it is extremely energy-consuming, just to explore others, it is not cost-effective, and it is not enough to take it; Fourth, this reason is very important, between men and women, doing that ** thing, is the most primitive Y Yang fusion movement between heaven and earth, which will produce a strong physical magnetic field, with a very deep black suction, even ordinary people will be aroused on the spot to be induced to flood the body. If it is an internal strength monk, the impact is even worse, the blood is stretched, the meridians are retrograde, and the concentration is insufficient, there is really a mistake of going mad.

Therefore, those who lack the ability are hindered by environmental obstacles. Those who have profound skills are at the level of great gods, and they should be disdainful of cherishing feathers.

Therefore, students who have homework in the evening do not need to worry, just concentrate on completing your homework.

At this moment, Sakai Ande slowly walked to the center of the ring, Miss Kiyomu's eyes condensed slightly, and then quickly understood, it turned out that this handsome young man was the person who was very close to Mr. Dream.

Young Master Haoyue changed the serial number with the man next to him, it turned out that it was to deal with him.

People are thoughtful animals, and many people vaguely understand, it seems, it seems, Young Master Haoyue is pinched with Mr. Meng!

The person who can be regarded as an opponent by Young Master Haoyue will naturally not be a weak person, let alone a weak person who will let Mrs. Ruyi of the Hasegawa family admit her mistake and apologize in public.

Mr. Dream, an unknown person, it turns out that his strength is so terrifying?!

It's a pity that with the development of the event, the handicap of Takeda Shinden has been closed, but it is not possible to place additional bets.

People had to beat their chests and feet secretly, and they couldn't regret it.

The man next to Young Master Haoyue didn't speak, took back his sign, and stood up, seemingly very dissatisfied with the dream classmate, expressing deep resentment that his beautiful plan had been destroyed.

Perhaps, during his conversation with Young Master Haoyue, he learned that the black team player who was also the fifth was extremely extraordinary, and he may not be his opponent, so Young Master Haoyue should clean him up.

Classmate Meng directly ignored his eyes, and before Miss Qingmeng opened her mouth to drive away, he turned around and left.

Miss Qingmeng was slightly stunned, because her expulsive language did reach her throat, and she was about to transmit it through the vibration of her vocal cords, but now, everyone went back, like a thousand catties hitting cotton, without the slightest effort, wasting her expression in vain. She had to swallow back to her throat, glanced at classmate Meng, and said helplessly: "The fifth game of the Wuzun competition, start." ”

"Sakai Antoku, please advise. ”

"Bucheon Jipo, let's start. (To be continued.) )