The first thing to start was the match between Shang Qingmei and Wu Hengyu.

Neither of them spoke.

The former is due to personality, while the latter is due to lack of interest.

When the game reached this critical stage, Wu Hengyu had long since lost all unimportant thoughts, especially after seeing Shang Qingmei defeat Hong Qianzhong, all his troubles were forgotten.

A dagger as thin as a cicada's wings jumped between his fingers like an elf. His narrow eyes stared at the woman in front of him, trying to find any flaws in her body.

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Wu Hengyu disappeared like a breeze.

From the very beginning, he showed his most impressive speed.

It can be said that most of the people present did not catch Wu Hengyu's figure. Only when he appeared and stabbed Shang Qingmei in the back did the audience scream in surprise.

One inch is long and one is strong, one inch is short and one is dangerous.

This exactly corresponds to the fighting styles of the two people on the field.

After seeing the terrifying power of Shang Qingmei, Wu Hengyu had already made up his mind not to fight head-on with the opponent, but to fight fast and slow, and to fight at close quarters. This was his fighting strategy.

The breathtaking cold light made the skin on the back feel cold.

Facing Wu Hengyu's rapid attack, Shang Qing's eyebrows did not change. As if he had been prepared, he stepped on lotus steps, used his spear as a fulcrum, quickly turned around, and struck straight at Wu Hengyu with a delicate fist.

Whoosh!

All that was hit was an afterimage.

Wu Hengyu, who had a cold and stern look on his face, had already flashed to the left side of Shang Qingmei like a ghost. In a flash of dark light, he saw the blood-sealed dagger stabbing the opponent's slender, snow-white neck.

clang!

A sharp spearhead hit the dagger at just the right moment, causing it to die without any problems once again.

Wu Hengyu was not disappointed. If the opponent was defeated so easily, then Hong Qianzhong would have lost so unfairly.

He took a deep breath, and his whole body burst with energy.

Combat Skill-Qian Yu’s Ultimate Kill!

moment!

I saw Wu Hengyu's figure appearing everywhere around Shang Qingmei, and a little bit of cold light shot toward her like thousands of feathers.

Suddenly, Shang Qingmei was at a disadvantage.

But she didn't care.

Because she has experienced this kind of fighting method before.

Now she has already surpassed her former self, and the person in front of her is not as good as her former opponent.

Once again using the war spear as a pillar, Shang Qingmei was now like a skilled dancer, skillfully dancing among the light and shadow of swords without injuring himself at all.

Wu Hengyu's breathing became increasingly rapid.

Maintaining this move had consumed a lot of his energy, but the result was completely unsatisfactory.

This made him feel a little anxious.

And this hint of urgency also caused his movements to deform slightly.

The time is short and the action is very subtle, so almost no one would notice it.

But this hardly includes Shang Qingmei.

A slender heavy spear suddenly appeared in Wu Hengyu's field of vision.

The weight of the force frightened him, and the speed caught him completely off guard.

As if there was only one spear between heaven and earth, Wu Hengyu, who switched between offense and defense in an instant, had to flee in panic.

This time, Shang Qingmei chose to attack without reservation.

This is her fighting style, as is her choice of heavy spear.

Seize the opportunity, strike with thunder, advance or retreat.

Wu Hengyu retreated very fast, but unexpectedly Shang Qingmei's speed was equally fast, as if his feet were a smooth ice surface without any friction. The further back he went, the faster he went, but he had already surpassed Wu Hengyu in just a few breaths.

Heng Yu.

Wu Hengyu couldn't believe this at all.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the same as Hong Qianzhong, which was the discomfort of being surpassed in his most proud field.

But the fact is what it is, and there is no room for him to express more emotion.

Because that ferocious spearhead is about to come.

"Roar!"

Wu Hengyu roared unwillingly and swayed with a certain rhythm. In an instant!

The two afterimages suddenly moved away from each other, one to the left and the other to the right. For such a short time, it was difficult to tell who was the real person.

But Shang Qingmei didn't need to guess. She saw that the war spear in her hand was as light as a spear. After a light and easy sweep, the afterimage on the left instantly turned into foam. As for the right, under the two-meter-long, extremely fast sweep,

, there is no way to escape.

It completely proves the principle that an inch longer makes an inch stronger.

Wu Hengyu felt a huge pain in his waist, and when he was about to stand up, a sharp cold light hit the center of his eyebrows.

He froze, finally took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand.

At the end of the first game, Shang Qingmei successfully entered the top five, which also meant that she got the first place to participate in the North-South Competition.

After the commotion, the second game went on as scheduled.

On the stage,

Qi Qingxu has good facial features and a dignified appearance.

Wei Zhuohua is charming and graceful.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are definitely a golden boy and a girl, a perfect match.

"It's a pity. I least wanted to meet you, but I ended up meeting you anyway. It's really a twist of fate." Qi Qingxu shook his head, and it could be seen from his eyes that what he just said was absolutely true.

Wei Zhuohua didn't seem to care: "Since we are warriors and since we are fighting for the first place, there must be a battle, so why be a pity."

"It's true that I got myself into trouble." Qi Qingxu smiled bitterly, then looked over with burning eyes and said, "Then Junior Sister Wei, let's fight to the fullest."

"It should be so." Although Wei Zhuohua looked extremely enchanting, her tone and look were much calmer.

Seeing that there was nothing to gossip about, the referee conveniently announced the start of the game.

Just as the two said, as soon as the game started, the two gave a wonderful showdown that definitely belonged to the seeded players.

Qi Qingxu's swordsmanship is majestic and majestic, as if it stirs the momentum of the world. Every move and every move is so majestic that it is difficult for people to parry head-on.

Wei Zhuohua, with his silver-gloved hands, showed everyone wonderful finger skills such as fingers, palms, fists, and claws. Many of the finishing touches made Chen Jing, who was watching on the sidelines, marvel.

But soon, he frowned and shook his head slightly.

Not only him, but a few people also discovered the abnormality.

Chu Hao said "idiot" without mercy.

Chen Jing looked away from the other person, knowing who Chu Hao was talking about.

Turning his attention to Qi Qingxu, who moved with ease and ease in every move on stage, attracting the admiration of many fans from time to time, Chen Jing was a little speechless.

It really is.

He really admired the idea of ​​picking up girls on this occasion.

How could he not see that Qi Qingxu gathered his sword at the critical moment but failed to fire it, and by the time he did it, it was obviously too late.

Such behavior is obviously a waste of time.

What for?

You can tell just by looking at your opponent's face.

I really don’t love country but beauty.

Would you rather fight a few more times and win a smile from a beautiful woman?

Chen Jing couldn't help but admire such a superb dog licking.

only

Chen Jing looked at the two people on the stage meaningfully.

Will the goddess accept it happily?
Chapter completed!