Chapter 10 - [Winning the Championship]

Qin Shuang swung his knife to grab it, and his moves were thick and solid.

The two knives intersected, and every time Yang Zhen made a shot, he brought up extremely strong strength.

After four or five moves, the defeat was inclined to Qin Shuang, no matter how he filed and raided, he couldn't resist the ruthlessness of the opponent. Yang Zhen's knife strength contained a fierce meaning, and the power did not seem to come from the knife, but seemed to burst out from the body.

This is the power of internal strength, he has been passed down by his father for several years, and compared with Qin Shuang, who is a beginner in martial arts, he is naturally much stronger.

Yun Chengfeng saw that his teeth were itching, and he carefully figured out the opponent's knife moves, at this time, Qin Shuang tried his best to make moves, in fact, just to help him pave the way.

Now that Qin Shuang has already come to power, he can't live up to Qin Shuang's intentions.

Brush brush brush! Another three knives attacked, Yang Zhen fought to a hearty place, and the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.

The young disciples who watched were all boiling, "Kill him, kill him......"

Don't know who they say "he" is?

Yun Chengfeng couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped up with his hand on the wooden platform.

"Qin Shuang, step aside, let me ......"

Qin Shuang's steps slipped, he fell, and the big knife brushed his bun, shaving off a piece of hair.

Yang Zhen still had to be ruthless, Yun Chengfeng grabbed the nunchuck, and hit the big knife.

With a loud choking sound, Yun Chengfeng had already pulled Qin Shuang away, and shouted angrily: "Yang Zhen, Qin Shuang has been defeated, what else do you want?"

Feeling that the other party's iron rod was extremely powerful, Yang Zhenxin knew that Yun Chengfeng was even more powerful than Qin Shuang, and his ruthlessness was even stronger: "Okay! I've been waiting for you, kill you, and see who else dares to come to the stage." ”

Qin Shuang had already stepped back from the wooden platform and looked at Yun Chengfeng and cast his gaze, meaning to let him be careful.

Yun Chengfeng nodded firmly, and hugged his fists at the stands, "Yun Chengfeng came to the stage to challenge, please be optimistic, today is the ...... to kill Yang Zhen"

He actually said this to Xiongba, who was slightly shocked when he heard this, leaned forward on the back of the chair, and suddenly a flash of brilliance rose in his eyes. I murmured in my heart: "The clouds ride the wind, the clouds, the wind, the wind, the clouds, is he the wind and clouds I am looking for?"

Wen Chou's face also changed slightly, and he turned his eyes to look at Xiongba, and soon read a trace of excitement in his eyes.

"Okay, Yun Chengfeng, Yang Zhen, the two of you try your best to make a move, let the male gang leader see who is the strongest!"

Holding the knife with both hands, the strength can be stronger, Yang Zhen has regarded Yun Chengfeng as a great enemy, and between his luck, the true qi in his body is puffed up, and he raises his hand with a knife and slashes out viciously.

"If you want to defeat me, there is no door! The number of disciples in the room is mine!" Yang Zhen's heart rolled, and a fierce killing intent permeated.

Yun Chengfeng threw out a nunchuck, and this strange weapon shot caused the young disciple to boil at the beginning.

"What is this, can two iron rods be better than a broadsword?"

Many people's questioning eyes were projected, but they were quickly squeezed back by Yun Chengfeng's watch.

The nunchucks whirred in the wind, like a stirring wind wheel, at the edge of the wind wheel, the electric energy rushed, and every time he fought, Yang Zhen felt that his arm was sore.

"What a strange weapon move! It seems that I can't fight him anymore, the longer I fight, the more I will suffer......" Yang Zhen drummed up his true qi, urging to the extreme, his big knife force was fierce, and the wind around him slashed.

Yun rides the wind to retreat as advance, avoid its edge, and make it weak.

With a bang, the iron rod hit the opponent's shoulder, and Yang Zhen's big knife almost fell.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, the knife opened and closed even more, and the knife was strong in the sky, causing a lot of noise.

Xiongba smiled slightly when he saw the way such strange weapons were played.

His entire gaze was all condensed on Yun Chengfeng's body, as if his subconscious wanted Yun Chengfeng to win.

Wen Chouchou's eyes also widened, clenched his fists from time to time, and pinched a handful of sweat for the two of them.

With the surprise, Yun Chengfeng had the upper hand first, but the nunchuck's moves were already simple, and after fighting for a while, Yang Zhen gradually figured out the way.

The broadsword rotated faster and more urgently, and with the strength of the knife, it slashed at the iron rod again and again.

Yun Chengfeng was also frightened, and he could feel that the other party was not relying on knife skills, but with a strong body.

"A month ago, his strength was obviously not so strong, why has there been such a big change in just one month. Yun Chengfeng didn't understand what he meant, and just swung his stick to attack.

At this time, he was a little wolf, and he didn't dare to touch the opponent's blade at all, because every time he collided, his electric energy would be vigorously knocked away.

Yun Chengfeng changed his strategy, carried a large amount of electric energy under his feet, and dodged and ran faster.

The whole person circled around the stick and quickly reversed the disadvantage.

The faster the step, the better it is for the nunchuck. The big knife that Yang Zhen slashed out can only touch the nunchuck once three or four times.

After a while, Yang Zhen was sweating profusely and was already a little panicked. shouted: "Yun Chengfeng, don't jump around if you have a kind, and fight me head-on." ”

"You want to be beautiful!" Yun Chengfeng replied coldly, his steps jumped faster, and his left and right feet quickly swapped positions, which was Bruce Lee's jumping style.

"Ahda!" In the hearty place, Yun Chengfeng exhaled unnaturally, and the iron rod flew out, giving Yang Zhen a heavy blow, hitting his head.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a true qi body, I was afraid that this would shatter his head.

There was a dizziness in his head, and Yang Zhen dodged backwards.

Yun Chengfeng grabbed it, blasted out on the head, and hit it twice.

The last blow was heavier, and a burst of electric power came out, and Yang Zhen's feet slipped and fell to the ground.

"Okay, good fight......" The young disciples who were watching shouted in unison.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, once Yun Chengfeng succeeds, the nunchucks are handed out and slammed into the opponent's door. If it falls this time, it is guaranteed to cost the other party's pair of tricks.

With a deep snort in his heart, Yang Zhen was also mighty, rolled to avoid it, and suddenly dragged the knife upward.

A powerful sword aura rushed out of the sky, and the sword qi was more than a foot wide, like a big knife that became longer and wider.

The most taboo thing for Yun Chengfeng is the opponent's knife qi, this knife technique that can cast sword qi is not a "wind-breaking knife method", but a more powerful knife technique.

And the previous time, Yun Chengfeng was defeated by the other party's knife technique.

With a loud sound, the knife qi came too quickly and suddenly, and Yun Chengfeng raised his stick to resist, and the iron rod was cut in half.

Wen Chouchou was so frightened that he covered his mouth and screamed, and turned his eyes to look at Xiongba, only to see the other party's eyebrows locked and his face cold.

"Helper, this, what can I do!"

Xiongba snorted coldly, "Wait a little longer...... No one knows what he is waiting for, whether to wait for Yun Chengfeng to turn defeat into victory, or wait for Yang Zhen to be killed.

The knife qi worked, Yang Zhen didn't hesitate anymore, and forgot his father's explanation a long time ago.

Rolling to the ground, he performed the family knife technique "Wild Thunder Knife Technique", the knife qi split the wind and cut the thorns, and the moves were sophisticated and vicious. Yun rode the wind and retreated step by step, seeing that he had reached the edge of the wooden platform.

It's not that his martial arts are too poor, but that the opponent's knife skills are too strong, Yun Chengfeng was unwilling, gritted his teeth and insisted, avoided a knife in a hurry, stumbled in his footsteps, and fell to the ground hard.

"Die!" Yang Zhen laughed, jumped up, slashed into the air, and cut off the other party's head.

Qin Shuang's complexion changed greatly, and he jumped up, wanting to pounce to save him.

However, at this time, can he still save Yun Chengfeng?

Just when the big knife was about to be chopped, suddenly the male tyrant in the stands moved, and the three-point divine finger popped out a strong force, and the latter hit first, instantly shooting down Yang Zhen's big knife.

The body then flew up, Xiongba stretched out his palm and clasped it tightly, already grabbed Yang Zhen's neck, and shouted coldly: "Crazy Thunder Knife Technique, who are you from the Crazy Knife Gate......?"

Yang Zhen's cheeks turned purple, and he opened his mouth wide and struggled to squeeze out one word: "Male Gang Master...... Injustice...... Wronged ......"

Xiongba didn't talk to him much, and suddenly roared, "Yang Lei, don't let the old man get out, your tricks, do you think you can hide it from the old man?......"

The whistling sound came out with internal force, stirring the surrounding wind and changing direction. A man in black hiding in the distance flew into the sky, and before he heard his voice, he saw his knife first, and a stream of knives burst out in an instant. Swiftly slash towards the hero.

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