The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 812 Thrilling
"My arm is much better!"

Luo Jiaojiao had already put on her clothes, removed the bandage hanging from her right arm and walked towards the crowd.

Mr. Bo Lang turned around and saw that Luo Jiaojiao looked much better except for her slightly pale face.

"Your arm!"

Jiang Yu still looked at Luo Jiaojiao's right shoulder worriedly.

"look!"

Luo Jiaojiao raised her arm, holding a sword flower with her empty hand.

"Can the left hand wield a sword?"

Mr. Bo Lang raised his eyebrows.He saw that Luo Jiaojiao suffered serious shoulder injuries yesterday, how could he believe that she recovered so quickly?

"Disciple! Drink the decoction that relaxes the muscles and activates the blood first! Then go out to practice swords with the master!"

Shan Chen walked into the study with the decoction.

Luo Jiaojiao took the soup and drank it down without saying a word.

As soon as she and Shan Chen left the study door, she stuck out her tongue and whispered:
"It's so hard!"

Mr. Bo Lang led everyone outside the study, and saw Shan Chen teaching Luo Jiaojiao how to use the sword with his left hand.

After all, Luo Jiaojiao is a martial arts prodigy, and she quickly found the way.

"It's getting late! Let's go to the arena after breakfast!"

Seeing that the housekeeper had brought someone to bring the food box, Jiang Yu hurriedly called everyone to eat together.

In order to avoid accidents, Mr. Bo Lang also brought Brother Yao and Feng Yue who were holding the child.

The first game is Bo Langjun vs. Poisonous Wu Liang.

Mr. Bo Lang took anti-drug pills in advance, he was also wearing soft armor, and he smeared anti-drug ointment on his face, hands and feet.
"Put this on!"

Shan Chen, who was sitting next to Qiu Jingshan, the deputy leader of the martial arts, threw a pair of extremely thin soft silk gloves (gloves) to Bo Langjun.

Mr. Bo Lang put on the captain, bound him up and walked to the opposite side of Wu Liang.

"Isn't Uncle Guo afraid of becoming like me?"

Wu Liang opened his mouth, a pair of sharp black teeth made Mr. Bo Lang sick.

It's not that he is good at attacking the heart, but looking at Bo Langjun's delicate skin and tender flesh, he feels a little strange.

Could it be that he made it so handsome that he couldn't bear to do it?

correct!They injured two people yesterday, so there must be no one left!
Wu Liang secretly calculated in his heart.

"The contest begins!"

The chief elder of the Wulin League shouted, Bo Langjun's sword was out of its sheath.

Everyone on and off the stage was very curious about Bo Langjun's martial arts, how dare he fight against the poisonous people!
"If the Baishan faction hurts Uncle Guo, I'm afraid they can't get rid of it, so..."

There were endless whispers in the audience.

Bo Langjun sneered in his heart, and with a flick of his arm, the sword stabbed out.

Wu Liang really underestimated the enemy.He never expected that Bo Langjun's sword was so fast that he couldn't dodge it.

Seeing that Wu Liang's chest was about to be pierced, everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened wide, all looking in disbelief.

Wu Liang is indeed the top master of the Baishan School.He always put his left arm in front of his chest.

Bo Langjun's sword was so powerful that it pierced Wu Liang's iron gauntlet and injured his left forearm.

Before Wu Liang could gain a firm foothold, Bo Langjun's second sword had reached his throat.

"So fast!"

Wu Liang was amazed, he leaned back suddenly, barely dodging the past.

"Alas!"

The people in the audience spoke out in unison, and the people behind raised their heels and looked up at the stage.

If he hadn't been afraid of the poison on Wu Liang's body, Mr. Bo Lang could have kicked him off the stage with just one kick.

Wu Liang jumped up with a somersault, not daring to underestimate Mr. Bo Lang anymore.He shook the ring knife in his hand, and made a stance of Taishan smashing at Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun didn't take it hard, but went back to Wu Liang's back, and stabbed him in the back chest with his sword.

Wu Liang felt the cold sword energy approaching his back, so he turned around and blocked it with the knife.

Bo Langjun's sword tip hit Wu Liang's blade, forcing him to the edge of the ring.

"Beware!"

Miao Hua's loud cry made Mr. Bo Lang escape the poisonous needle from Wu Liang's jet mouth.He couldn't help taking two steps back, which gave Wu Liang the opportunity to cut his abdomen.

Mr. Bo Lang pulled his belly back abruptly, Wu Liang's blade had torn through his clothes, and when it hit the soft armor, it sparked a string of sparks.

"what!"

There were exclamations from the audience.

Bo Langjun was furious, he turned around and used the Eighteen Soaring Palms taught to him by Qiu Zijun!
Wu Liang only felt that there were countless shadows of palms in front of him, and he couldn't tell the truth from reality.He wanted to raise his knife to block, but it was too late.

Mr. Bo Lang's palm can destroy trees and rocks.Wu Liang only felt that his body fell out like a kite with a broken string.

"Crack!"

Wu Liang fell to the stage and couldn't get up.

"Who are you from Qiu Zijun?"

Bai Yue, the leader of the Baishan School, stood up in shock and asked.

"apprentice!"

After Bo Langjun finished speaking, he took out a towel to wipe off the poisonous blood from the tip of the sword and put it into the sheath.

"He didn't deserve to lose!"

Bai Yue sat down slowly.

"In the second match, Zhang Peng will face Luo Jiaojiao!"

The elder of the Wulin League announced loudly.

"Isn't she injured? Why are you still here to fight? Could it be that there is really no one in Bo's house?"

Someone in the audience spoke out.

"Bo Mansion is not a martial arts sect, so it is naturally short of manpower!"

Whispers gradually rose.

Zhang Peng, a disciple of the white-clothed scholar, is not outstanding in appearance. He is more than seven feet long and about thirty years old.

"I heard that you are injured, even if I win, I won't be able to win! Please change to another person!"

Zhang Peng bowed his hands to Luo Jiaojiao and persuaded him.

"Bo Mansion has no one to send! Accept the move!"

Luo Jiaojiao's sword was out of its sheath, and she was holding it in her left hand.

Seeing the speed at which Luo Jiaojiao's sword was unsheathed, Zhang Peng no longer underestimated her.

As soon as the clear water sword came out, a cold light suddenly appeared.

Zhang Peng's first move: The visitor from outer space slowly uses it.

Luo Jiaojiao only felt a powerful internal force attacking her, so she dodged the sword peak of the Clear Water Sword sideways, and cut off the water with one move, breaking Zhang Peng's first sword move.

"Second Form: Toss the River and the Sea!"

Zhang Peng suddenly flew into the air, rolling his body while holding the sword.

Luo Jiaojiao saw a roll of silver light rolling towards her, she couldn't help but jump into the air in shock, raised her sword upside down, slashed across the silver wave, and turned over to the ground.

Zhang Peng didn't expect Luo Jiaojiao to be able to dodge his second stance and defeat his stance, so he thought to himself:
"Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Just as he was about to use the third ultimate move, he heard the sound of a zither, and Luo Jiaojiao's sword was already in front of his eyebrows.

Zhang Peng pinched the point of Luo Jiaojiao's sword with two fingers, and kicked her left wrist holding the sword.

If Luo Jiaojiao doesn't give up the sword, then her wrist will be broken.

Luo Jiaojiao spun around and patted Zhang Peng's feet with her right hand.

Zhang Peng had no choice but to let go of the fingers holding Luo Jiaojiao's sword tip, and turned around to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Jiaojiao's sword style was as fast as a sword following the passionate piano music.

Zhang Peng blocked it with his sword, secretly startled.

"If her right arm is not injured, I'm afraid I will be injured by her sword!"

After all, the sword with the left hand is no better than the right hand, and Luo Jiaojiao's strength is not very strong, so although Zhang Peng was forced to the side of the stage, she couldn't knock him off the stage.

Zhang Peng jumped up with his sword, turned over and landed behind Luo Jiaojiao, and stabbed Luo Jiaojiao's back with a stroke of Baihong piercing the sun.

Luo Jiaojiao's sword pierced out from her armpit and reached Zhang Peng's throat.

The swords of the two stopped half an inch away from the opponent's vital point, and Bo Langjun was so shocked that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This game is a tie!"

After all, the deputy leader of the martial arts was calm, and when everyone was in shock, he announced the result of the competition loudly.

Zhang Peng and Luo Jiaojiao sheathed their swords together.

The two walked to the middle of the stage, saluted each other and retreated from the ring.

(End of this chapter)