One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 461 Too Many Small Actions

Yan Qingzhi won the game without injury, which made many people who bought Mingyun will win a surprise.

But then I thought that Ming Yun's opponent was Meng Qiuxin, and the pressure was much less.

Meng Qiuxin is a top-level martial artist, and the only thing he can do is to be ruthless. He has already won the limit. If there is no evil thunder from the sky to kill Mingyun during the competition, the result is already doomed.

In the face of everyone's disapproval, Meng Qiuxin didn't react too much. He had a good meal at noon, and when he was in the ring in the afternoon, he was extremely calm, as if Mingyun was the one who should be nervous.

Yan Qingzhi also came. She had seen several matches of Mingyun, but the gap between his opponents and him was relatively large. Yan Qingzhi clearly felt that Mingyun was not doing his best.

Although Meng Qiuxin's strength is not that strong, but Yan Qingzhi still hopes to see something.

On the ring, Ming Yun didn't use his sword, he and Meng Qiuxin clasped their fists and saluted each other, and then took a step forward and instantly pulled in the distance between the two.

Mingyun was extremely tall, Meng Qiuxin looked very petite in front of him, he drew out his long sword to deal with it.

Yan Qingzhi watched quietly, she carefully observed Mingyun's movements, the state of each exertion, muscle movements and breathing rate.

She is like a sophisticated instrument, analyzing every data of the other party meticulously.

On the ring, Ming Yun and Meng Qiuxin had already fought together. Ming Yun was tall and long, and his fists stretched endlessly, like a surging river. Meng Qiuxin was like a small boat in the waves.

He held the sword and wiped it flat, Mingyun lunged up, and his right fist went straight to his chest from bottom to top.

Meng Qiuxin stabbed the flower straight, Mingyun walked sideways, his left elbow hit Meng Qiuxin's side neck, Meng Qiuxin bit his teeth, and the other hand held the end of the sword hilt, the moment Mingyun hit the side neck, a fist The short sword was pulled out from the long sword and pierced Mingyun's waist.

Mingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and an extremely dangerous aura made him scramble to avoid, the dagger rubbed Mingyun's side waist, leaving a wound, and Mingyun hit Meng Qiuxin on the side of the neck, also padding Meng Qiuxin's face was pale.

Under the ring, someone reacted and exclaimed.

"Children's Sword? Why can he use the Zimujian? Did you say it in advance?"

"This is a sneak attack..."

In this match, there are really not many strong people. Everyone bought that Mingyun can win. When they saw Meng Qiuxin's actions, they were naturally angry.

But gradually, someone from the villa immediately came out to explain that this child and mother sword was reported...

He also said what Ming Yun knew.

Mingyun on the ring didn't have much expression, he did know, but what he didn't know was that the short sword in the sword was so long...

Meng Qiuxin's eyes turned black, and the base of his tongue was a little fishy, ​​but his movements were precise. After taking two steps back, his swords merged and he continued to look for the next opportunity.

Ming Yun's clothes were torn on his waist, and a row of blood beads appeared.

Standing under the stage, Yan Qingzhi suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart, and the ties between the bloodlines became more and more obvious.

However, Ming Yun in the ring didn't seem to notice anything, and he finally began to face up to the match with Meng Qiuxin.

Reaching behind his back, a straight knife was pulled out.

This made Yan Qingzhi completely unexpected, she always thought that Ming Yun was carrying a sword.

The knife was obviously custom-made for him, and the length was like a Miao knife.

There was a burst of applause from under the ring, and they all wished that Mingyun would immediately rush up and beat Meng Qiuxin, the despicable villain who scared them to death.

Mingyun's face was calm, and he held the sword in both hands. When Meng Qiuxin rushed over, the swords collided and sparks flew.

Dangdang's voice was endless, and for a while, many people couldn't hear how many times the two had cut each other.

Ming Yun's arm muscles were bulging, the straight knife was in his hand, and there were several gaps at the blade's edge, but Meng Qiuxin's sword was already broken.

His sword is said to be a child and mother sword, but in fact, the outer sword is like a shell, extremely thin and light, and it is just a piece of shit. At this time, it was slashed by Ming Yun's powerful sword, and the appearance of the outside is naturally in the first place. Time is broken.

Meng Qiuxin's mouth was full of blood, but he still had that expression, as if he had no pain, he kept parrying Mingyun's straight sword.

Mingyun's momentum skyrocketed all the way, pressing Meng Qiuxin to the edge of the ring, trying to force him back under the ring.

But Meng Qiuxin didn't want to admit defeat like this. He changed his movement and walked around the edge of the ring with his feet, and after half a circle, he still stopped on the ring.

At this time, Ming Yun was also a little irritable, the whole person took a step forward again, and the swords clashed, but Ming Yun was going to push Meng Qiuxin directly from the stage.

But at this moment, Meng Qiuxin was short in stature, the sword in his hand suddenly let go, and his whole body was like a loach, and slipped away from Mingyun in an instant.

Ming Yun's face changed again, his leaning forward figure stabilized, and the straight knife stabbed straight at Meng Qiuxin's head.

Meng Qiuxin tilted his head to dodge, letting the straight knife rubbed a blood-red scar on his face, and instantly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Ming Yun directly.

Ming Yun noticed something was wrong, and he still couldn't dodge in time, and Meng Qiuxin moved extremely fast, as if his fingers were flicking in the air, and the dagger didn't go halfway into Ming Yun's waist.

Meng Qiuxin has practiced this hand for too long, this is the confidence he has to stand in front of Ming Yun!
Ming Yun's face was extremely ugly, his muscles contracted and the dagger was stuck. He put his foot on the belly of Meng Qiuxin, who couldn't avoid it, and instantly kicked Meng Qiuxin four or five meters away.

Meng Qiuxin fell on the ring, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, but his eyes were still extremely calm, and no emotion was revealed.

Seeing this, Mingyun couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and he took two steps to Meng Qiuxin with a straight knife.

Seeing this Mingyun stab with a straight knife, the target is Meng Qiuxin's legs...

Meng Qiuxin turned over like a scorpion, dodging the moment he was stabbed by the straight knife.

Then the whole person rushed towards Mingyun like a cannonball.

Ming Yun's face was gloomy, he didn't draw out the straight knife, but flew up and kicked Meng Qiuxin all the way.

Meng Qiuxin didn't have the strength to control his body, and after drawing a bloodstain on the flat ring, he stood up slowly.

He covered the sternum that had been kicked just now with one hand, and the other hand behind him seemed to be supporting his waist, and his staggering footsteps made him a little unsteady. Obviously, even if he was desperate, he was at this level.

Seeing this, Ming Yun was also calmer.

"You are too small! But I don't want to kill you, so just admit defeat!"

In the arena, there were people who were talking about what they were talking about. Ming Yun looked very upright. Compared with this, Meng Qiuxin not only lost the competition, but also lost his character.

However, Meng Qiuxin obviously didn't care about this.

It was only at this time that he showed his first expression in the competition so far. His gray hair was stuck to the blood on his cheek. He smiled happily, revealing blood-red teeth.

"I won't admit defeat! If you have the ability, you can knock me out of the ring!"

(End of this chapter)