If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 384 Horse Bone (in the Chinese sense)

"It's coming again." Feng Xue sighed, but Chen Xiyao covered her mouth and snickered:

"Who told you to bring the atmosphere up? Now you are the number one in the Dongguo live broadcast master list. Challenge you. If you lose, there will be traffic!"

"Okay, okay." Feng Xue looked at the neon audience who had consciously surrounded the ring, then at the challenger who had already adjusted the camera, and handed the remote control of the live drone to Chen Xiyao, and she did whatever she wanted. I moved my body and said:

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten and losing your confidence?"

Hearing Feng Xue's words, the young man showed a serious expression, nodded and said:

"I have also watched the live broadcast of the battles of the seniors, but I still hope to experience the feeling of fighting against the masters for myself. I want to know how far I am from a higher realm."

"Courage is commendable, so come on, oh, yes, this is a live broadcast, then wait for 3 minutes." Feng Xue stood still with both feet, still seven meters away from the other party, but her figure was like a mountain, even through the camera, Also full of oppression.

The time of the confrontation slowly passed, even if they just stood opposite each other, beads of sweat flowed from the forehead of the young man, but in the live broadcast room, there was a continuous influx of viewers.

Silence is powerful. These 3 minutes are not only waiting for the audience, but also a test. If you can't even stand face to face, then the competition is meaningless.

Feeling the rapidity of his breathing, the young man's internal force became more and more stable, and his body unconsciously put on a posture that was more standard than when he was practicing hard.

"Qin Fen, National University of Science and Technology, please enlighten me."

As the name was announced, it also meant that the battle had begun. Qin Fen's body suddenly leaned forward. Under a very awkward visual interlacing, his body had already crossed a distance of seven meters and came to Feng Xue.

"The movement is good." Feng Xue didn't crush Qin Fen casually as she did in the previous battle with Guai Tan, but raised her hand to block Qin Fen's fist, tapped her knuckles lightly on the wrist, and then burst out with momentum. The jab swings away, and he takes a step with his left foot, stepping between Qin Fen's feet, and pushes the sole of his palm towards his heart.

The close-to-body bunt that was about to decide the winner in a blink of an eye formed at this moment. Qin Fen turned his body sideways and tried his best to avoid the palm, but the step between his feet completely cut off his power. The possibility of light work.

With his brain running fast, Qin Fen took a breath of true energy, kicked his right foot, and used his left foot to step on Feng Xue's knee, but before the foot was firmly pressed, the sole of Feng Xue's palm had already brushed against his. In front of his chest, a thick and distant voice resounded like the vibration of an ancient clock, and the front of Qin Fen's practice uniform was torn open like an ax by this understatement.

Qin Fen, who had resisted with horizontal kung fu, finally stepped on Feng Xue's knee, and his whole figure flew back, but Feng Xue followed behind him like a shadow. He brings the slightest pause.

"Horizontal training is a bit hot."

The plain voice rang in his ears, and Qin Fen felt a gust of wind blowing in his ears. He didn't even have extra time to think about what to do, and he responded spontaneously based on the routine formed by the fighting posture.

His elbow suddenly rose to block his ears, and then there was a powerful collision.

A strong sense of impact came along with the oscillation of the inner energy. Qin Fen only felt a roar in his ears, and his body was spinning in the air like a top.

"coming!"

The high-speed rotation did not make Qin Fen lose his balance. Although the world was spinning in front of him, his thinking was unprecedentedly clear.

Pushing out a palm suddenly, the ground shattered and at the same time, the body spinning in mid-air also popped out. Seeing this, Feng Xue stopped her elbow and watched with great interest after the young man bounced on the ground twice in a row, then returned to the ground. stand firm.

He waved his hand with a smile, and said with approval in his eyes:

"The response is good, but the routine is a bit dead, you just came to Dongguo not long ago?"

"Well, this is the third match." Qin Fen said with some embarrassment, but Feng Xue showed a comforting smile:

"It's up to the standard. It's good to accumulate more practical experience. I think you have a weapon. Show it."

"Hmm." Qin Fen, who clearly knew that Feng Xue didn't use all his strength, nodded seriously. He didn't say anything like "Senior, please use all your strength." He just walked to the backpack under the selfie stick and drew out his weapon. .

It was a one-handed sword that wasn't too long.

Visually, the length of the blade is about 55 centimeters, and the width of the blade is two fingers. Seeing this weapon, many knowledgeable audiences began to sigh.

As the saying goes, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous. If it is a weapon such as a stick, spear, or knife, even if you still can't hit it, you can still do it if you pull it and make it look good. But the short sword...

This is simply a deadly weapon.

When the opponent is obviously stronger than oneself, there is basically no second chance to make a move. Taking out this thing is not as interesting as fighting with bare hands.

But Feng Xue looked at this weapon that was said to be a dagger but a bit long, and said to be a long sword but a bit short, but narrowed her eyes and murmured:
"You just said that you are from the National University of Science and Technology... um, you practice the twelve-way fish intestine sword?"

"Exactly." Qin Fen nodded, but Feng Xue became interested, turned around and broke a branch from a roadside tree, adjusted the length a little bit, waved it lightly twice, and said——

"Let me see how you use it."

"Please enlighten me!" Qin Fen took a deep breath, his internal energy was revolving, and he used the agility that Feng Xue had praised before.

But this time, his movements were subtly different from before. The short sword was obviously used in an unstoppable assassination technique, but it was like a swimming fish, dexterous and changeable, as if it had endless changes. Every inch, there are new changes available.

The branch in Feng Xue's hand moved forward a little, and it was right on the point two inches from the spine of the dagger, but the dagger in Qin Fen's hand was not frustrated, but took advantage of the momentum to turn, like a fish swimming around an obstacle, giving way, Then he stabbed at Feng Xue again.

Feng Xue tapped out the branches again and again, each time at a position where it was difficult to exert force, but Qin Fen's steps kept turning according to the position of the sword tip, and every time he could use this force to generate a new force.

However, Qin Fen, who was focused on the changes in his swordsmanship, did not notice that in his constant changes, he was like a fish biting a hook. It's just being swayed by anglers.

Finally, the burden of continuous high-intensity changing directions finally broke out, and in that instant of recovery, Qin Fen's sword suddenly broke.

But after this break, he woke up from the situation of being led away instead, forced a breath of true energy, and stabbed out along the pressure brought by Feng Xue's branches like a carp jumping out of the water.

click!
The tip of the sword pierced the ground, and Feng Xue's branch pressed against Qin Fen's wrist, but with a smile on his lips, he said:
"It's a pretty good talent to be able to understand the No.13 style 'Flow Flow'."

Before Qin Fen had time to thank him, a booklet was stuffed in his hand, and when he looked up, he only saw the back of Feng Xue waving his hand:

"Go back and practice hard, I am optimistic about you!"

Although Feng Xue gradually walked away with Chen Xiyao and the drone, Qin Fen's dazed look was clearly captured by her own camera.

Looking at the booklet in his hand, almost all the staff of the Public Martial Arts Bureau (Note ①) who were watching the live broadcast felt dizzy. They knew that they might have to work overtime again...

　Note ①: Abbreviation, full name can refer to the department that issued the driver's license.

　　ps: The horse bone means "fan bone" in Japanese, while the Chinese horse bone is the allusion of "a thousand gold buys a horse bone".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)