too affectionate

Chapter 8

The sound was not loud, but it shocked everyone present.The next one is the hat that symbolizes the highest level of martial arts in the Tianquan Kingdom.

Of course, everyone present except Heng Li.He knew she would never give up without trying.So when he came up, there was no trace of surprise or underestimation on his calm and breezy face.

Seeing Heng Li walking up to the stage holding his sword, the female guest seats behind the gauze curtain instantly became hot.The faces of the ladies turned red in unison, and their little thoughts became active.

As bright as a jade tree before the wind, the young master's hat is absolutely gorgeous.

This is the dream of all the girls in the capital!

Of course, it will soon be Wanyan's dream.nightmare...

Heng Li stepped onto the ring, crossed the center line and continued to walk forward step by step.Wanyan felt a lot of pressure from Heng Li's powerful and piercing aura.

Wanyan was a little flustered, she hurriedly took a few steps back, and asked stammeringly.

"No no... isn't it started yet?"

No bro!We have no grievances and no enmity, do you just want to get rid of me quickly?
Heng Li seemed to have not heard, staring ahead, without any expression on his face, just walking forward.

Wanyan had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand still.

If I was forced out of bounds by the opponent's aura before the competition started, I would be ashamed! ! !
"You, you, you! What are you doing!" Wanyan, who had no ability to resist, was on guard all over her body. She plucked up her courage and asked aggressively, always ready to die.

Heng Li remained silent as if she didn't hear Wanyan's words, stopped and stood not far in front of Wanyan, and slowly raised a hand.

"Don't hit me! It hasn't started yet!" Heng Li's hand was halfway out, and Wanyan quickly crossed her hands in front of her face.

Suddenly...the world...be quiet.

Wanyan, who didn't wait for a violent beating, carefully looked out through the gap between her two arms.I saw a silver hairpin on Heng Li's outstretched hand.Wanyan threw that one at Luanfeng.

"Ahaha...haha." Wanyan laughed awkwardly a few times, feeling even more embarrassed in an instant.

I'm so cowardly... Wanyan feels emotional in her heart.

Carefully taking the hairpin from Heng Li's palm, Wanyan tied her hair and thanked Heng Li's back as she turned and left: "Master Heng, thank you!"

Still no answer.

Wanyan couldn't help being curious, did Jin Yiwei have a rule of deducting monthly salary for talking too much?

She hit the tenth Jin Yiwei today and got five sentences in total.These five sentences were all spoken by Luan Feng...and there is one sentence that is dumb!

Tsk tsk tsk Those guards in Jinyi are indeed not ordinary people... How did they restrain their desire to talk?

Wanyan, the top talker, was extremely puzzled.

Heng Li walked to the other side of the center line, turned around and stopped.

Wanyan put away her thoughts and seriously prepared for the battle.Although he knew that he had no chance of winning, he had to give it a go.Give up without trying, she can't do it anyway.

The red flag fell.Because she didn't know Heng Li's strength at all, Wanyan decided not to make a move and waited to see how the opponent made moves.

Heng Li was still supporting the saber behind her with one hand, slowly raised the other hand, and gently pushed in Wanyan's direction.

Wanyan was a little puzzled, what is this?qigong?Fighting cattle across the mountain?

Wanyan will know in the next second.

What a heaven-defying person this is, without opening the Judgment Talent, just by stimulating the Judgment Force, the huge oppressive force can push Wanyan out.

After all, he is also the descendant of Bai Ze, so it is too shameful to be pushed away with such simple and straightforward determination, and there is no power to fight back...

Wanyan immediately took a lunge and crossed her hands to try to resist the force.But this time, Resolve wasn't enough for the Windshade Shield.

Wanyan exhausted all her strength, and her lunge had reached the lowest point, but her feet just slipped backward inch by inch in disobedience.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hold up!Wanyan was crying in her heart, even her eyes were straining.

"Pfft." Under strong pressure, Wanyan was forced to bleed out.

Heng Li, who was not far away, looked at the girl in such a mess without changing his expression and heartbeat, showing no tendency to pull back at all.The other hand was still firmly supported on the saber behind him, as if pushing away a small ant with ease.There is a big difference between the unrestrained and relaxed attitude of Wanyan and the embarrassed Wanyan.

No!Is there something wrong with this man?Is it interesting to force yourself like this?Wanyan has 1000 million questions in her mind.

Once again retreated to the sideline, but this time the opponent was still on the other side of the center line, and the hairpin was no longer needed.

Today, I really have a relationship with the sideline.Wanyan laughed at herself.

No, no, no, no, you can't just lose like this!

Wanyan's body was still holding on, her eyes began to look around, looking for opportunities.

The pressure released by urging determination cannot attack face-to-face, only the arm that blocks the pressure is attacked.In this way, no matter where Wanyan hides forward, backward, left, or right, she must relax first.The moment in Songli was the moment when Wanyan was knocked out of the ring by pressure.

Wanyan swung her back foot horizontally, supported it with all her strength, and gave her left foot a second to move.

That's right, no pressure on the lower body.

Wanyan took two deep breaths, her arms were still tightly supported, and she lunged and pulled down slowly.

When Heng Li realized what Wanyan was going to do, the soft and boneless Wanyan had already dexterously split her legs against the ground.While lowering the height, the upper body quickly fell to the right, rolled over to avoid the pressure attack and then got up quickly.A set of movements was smooth and flowing, and he avoided Heng Li's attack in one go.

When Heng Li found out that the target had escaped, he was neither surprised nor anxious at all, and withdrew his released determination, and attacked Wanyan who was rushing forward in a blocky manner.

Wanyan, who was holding her last breath with willpower, tried her best to dodge dexterously, and in the blink of an eye, she was already close to her hat.

As long as you get close, you won't be suppressed by determination.

Wanyan quickly drew her sword and stabbed at Heng Li.Heng Li finally picked up the hand that was always supporting the sword, and took down the sword.

I forced him to take the sword! ! ! !Wanyan was so excited that she wept with joy.

It was just forcing him to take the sword, and Heng Li held the unsheathed sword and easily resisted from left to right, without even drawing the sword.

The feeling of fighting with Heng Li in close quarters is too uncomfortable!Heng Li seemed to be able to see through Wanyan's thoughts, and always knew what her next move would be, so she could easily block it.For this reason, Wanyan intentionally restrained her small movements before she drew her sword, and she drew her sword cleanly, but Heng Li could still easily guess what she was going to do.

This feeling is like fighting with yourself in the mirror, and it can't hurt the other party at all.

Is this guy's final gift the roundworm in my stomach! !Wanyan wondered.

And Luan Feng didn't catch any loopholes in Wanyan's swordsmanship, but under Heng Li's hands, Wanyan was full of loopholes.Although Heng Li looked like he was just parrying easily, in fact, every move was extremely heavy, and he defeated the enemy with every move.

Wanyan stared at Heng Li closely, trying to find loopholes in him, but this man's swordsmanship was really useless.It's also very similar to my own swordsmanship, but it's more powerful than I don't know how many times.

Wanyan gritted her teeth hard, trying not to let the blood in her mouth flow out.

Finally, when Wanyan flew forward and stabbed Heng Li to the right, Heng Li dodged to the right and back, leaving a defensive space on her left shoulder.

Wanyan noticed it at a glance, and stabbed quickly, but Heng Li turned around quickly and came to Wanyan's left side, her reaction was so fast that Wanyan couldn't react at all.

The sword in Heng Li's hand spun around deftly, the hilt was facing Wanyan, and hit Wanyan hard on the left shoulder.

The huge impact caused Wanyan to fall backwards quickly. Wanyan pressed her heels hard against the ground and went out four or five meters.

As soon as she stopped, Wanyan felt her legs were as soft as cotton, and she lost all feeling in her left leg before she could react, and she knelt on the ground with one leg with a "plop".Wanyan propped herself up with her right leg and stuck her sword in the ground to support herself so that she could barely let herself fall down, her body was as soft as a piece of rice paper.

"Pfft" another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Although Guan Jiheng on the sidelines hadn't recovered yet, he was already furious at the moment, and couldn't help but knock on the table and glared at Heng Li: "This man's heart is made of stone! How can he be so cruel to Yan'er!"

Yanwei was also staring at the ring, clenched his fists tightly, and expressed concern: "According to Sister Yan's character, if Heng Li releases water for her, she will die of anger."

And although Wanyan was so injured that she had no room to fight back, Heng Li did not hit hard, otherwise Wanyan would have been seriously injured and fell to the ground.

The girl on the stage had blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, her hair was messy, and she had no determination or strength in her body.If it was someone else, even if they were not as beautiful as her, such a gesture would still make people love and pity.

But no one in the audience felt sorry for her.Because even after it has become like this, Wanyan still clenched her teeth matte, her eyes still blazing with fire.

The audience left the stage, and many of them were over fifty years old. Under the tempering of reality, they lost the passion they had decades ago.But today, look at this girl who is like a weak willow in the wind, knowing that she can't do it again and again, and never giving up until the last moment.Still can't help the blood boiling, moved by its perseverance.

"If it's to prove yourself, you can do it now." Heng Li turned her hand slightly, and retracted the sword.The usual dagger-like voice was clearly softer.

Wanyan, who had always been chattering, didn't answer. For the first time, she condensed all the strength in her whole body. The hand that was pressing on the hilt of the sword was visibly exerted by the naked eye, and there was no pain anywhere in her body.

But finally, he stood up.

Trying to raise the corners of your mouth, trying not to shake your voice so much: "I'm not... not to prove myself, I just... don't want to admit defeat. Come on again!"

Proving yourself to others is what countless people pursue, but it is also the most useless.

What kind of person I am, there is no need to prove it, I am at ease.All I want is to give my best in every challenge.I can lose, but I will never admit defeat when I still have a breath.

"Okay, come again." Heng Li said loudly.I don't know if Wanyan's eyes were dazzled, but she saw the corner of Heng Li's mouth slightly raised in an inadvertent arc.

(End of this chapter)