Talented martial arts system

Faced with Ling Jing's strenuous blow, Tian Boguang remained calm, turned his arm slightly, and struck out the short knife in his hand, with a trembling sound of "buzzing", blocking Ling Jing's attack with one blow.

Moreover, after the one strike, Tian Boguang immediately turned from defense to offense, which immediately made Ling Jing feel more pressured.

Ling Jing's heart sank slowly. As the two of them used more and more moves, Tian Boguang's moves were faster than the next. After all, his internal strength is not as good as the opponent's. This superior sword technique can only display [-]% of its power at most, and gradually, it finally fails.

The two fought each other for four or five moves, but only one of them was Ling Jing's strong attack, and the other moves could only be forced to take a defensive position. At this time, Tian Boguang seized one of his openings and suddenly slashed his left rib.

Ling Jing's body trembled slightly, the severe pain made him gasp in his heart, and the ribs are the key to human beings, this knife was obviously lenient by Tian Boguang, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

But even so, he was still in a cold sweat. It was only six strokes, and he had already been stabbed for the second time. If he continued, he might become the second Linghu Chong.

In an instant, he was full of distracting thoughts, and the sword moves in his hand were also disordered. After three moves, he was hit by Tian Boguang again.

Ling Jing snorted, screaming in his heart that he was in a bad mood, knowing that his mood was in a mess now, if he went on like this, he might be subdued by Tian Boguang within ten moves.

But the system's voice kept echoing in his ears like a magic voice, and the phrase "kill the host" sent a chill down his spine.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to put aside his distracting thoughts. If he really lost to Tian Boguang this time, then his life would really be over. Even if Tian Boguang didn't want to kill him, the system would directly kill him. He erased it.

In this situation, he slowly adjusted his state of mind to the state of "forgetting both things and me". He stabbed the long sword in his hand several times, and every move was methodical, and his power was even stronger than before. .

When Tian Boguang drew the sword, he was amazed in his heart. At the beginning, he saw that Brother Ling was injured, his mood was in a mess, and his sword moves were chaotic. He thought that the opponent was young and shallow , this small setback has already made him discouraged, and he really couldn't hold his breath.

But he didn't expect that in just a few breaths, the young man had already recovered, and he was advancing bravely, without any trace of panic on his face, and the power of his swordsmanship increased even more.

"It's really a genius!"

Tian Boguang sighed in his heart, but the knife in his hand didn't stop, and the speed of the knife was two points faster than before.

Seeing Tian Boguang gradually getting serious, Ling Jing smiled wryly in his heart. He was no match when he was not serious, but now the opponent's sword skills are getting more and more fierce, how can this be good?

In a short while, the two made more than ten moves in a row. Although Ling Jing's state of mind had improved greatly and his swordsmanship was more powerful than before, he was still a bit powerless in the face of Tian Boguang, a first-class master at the peak of the third rank. Add a few stab wounds.

Linghu Chong and Yi Lin looked at it anxiously. What Linghu Chong didn't expect was that Tian Boguang actually retained so much strength when he was fighting with him. You will lose within thirty strokes.

But seeing more and more stab wounds on Ling Jing, although Tian Boguang intentionally avoided his vitals, the seriousness of the injuries cannot be faked. Ling Jing was drenched in blood, his face gradually turned pale, There may be more than ten wounds in total, if this goes on like this, even bleeding alone will kill him.

Linghu Chong and Yilin were both worried and anxious, wishing they could go up to rescue Ling Jing immediately, but just as the two made a move, Ling Jing gave them a cold look, without any emotion in his eyes, and let them Suddenly he didn't dare to make any more moves.

Ling Jing's whole body was stained with blood, and there was even a puddle of blood dripping beside him. Due to the excessive blood loss, his face was already as pale as paper.

He complained incessantly in his heart. Generally, a normal person loses more than 30.00% of his body, and his life would be in danger. Now his whole body has been stained red with blood, and the blood stained gown has been stuck to his skin. Breathing has gradually become a little difficult. His eyes began to blur.

Ling Jing knew that his blood loss had reached the critical point of his body, if he continued to fight like this, before Tian Boguang took his life, he would lose too much blood and die.

His thoughts had become a little dull, and he knew that this was a sign of excessive blood loss. If he waited a little longer, he might just pass out directly.

But the voice of the system kept lingering in his heart. He managed to block Tian Boguang's knife, but when the opponent made a second knife, he was no longer able to resist. In the blink of an eye, he got another knife in the shoulder.

Blood flowed out like a brook, and his consciousness gradually began to blur. He only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he was no longer able to support himself, but on the contrary, his thoughts became more and more erratic, as if he could drift away in the blink of an eye to the cloud.

"boom!"

Ling Jing felt the world spinning for a while, and then fell down on his back.

"I lost..." He sighed desperately in his heart, but the moment his body touched the ground, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he tried his best to lift his right foot, and gently moved back, No more strength to move.

Seeing that Ling Jing was injured and fell to the ground, Yi Lin covered her mouth and let out an "ah", then hurried forward, tapped Ling Jing several times to help him stop the bleeding, and asked eagerly, "Junior Brother Ling, How are you doing?"

Linghu Chong on the side was also anxious, but his injury was not much lighter than Ling Jing's. He just got up and sat up to run over, but unexpectedly his body was so weak, he immediately fell down and his chest heaved violently. A simple movement of standing up seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body.

Linghu Chong suddenly raised his head and looked at Tian Boguang bitterly, and said, "Tian Boguang, my junior brother is still young, why do you have to be so vicious in your actions?"

He had always called Tian Boguang Brother Tian, ​​but this time he was so angry that he called him by his first name.

Tian Boguang suddenly laughed and stood up, saying: "Brother Linghu, please be safe and don't be impatient. Brother Ling is young and talented, and he quite likes Tian. How can I hurt his life? Brother Linghu, please don't worry, Tian will come out." You have to be careful, Brother Ling is just bleeding too much, if the wound is bandaged in time, there will be no danger to his life."

Hearing what he said, Linghu Chong and Yilin immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although Tian Boguang had a bad reputation, he was a man who kept his word. Since he said so, there should be no falsehood.

At this time, Tian Boguang smiled at Ling Jing who was lying on the ground: "Brother Ling, you are number two in the world while sitting down, but you don't know where you are in the crawling fight?"

Ling Jing looked at Tian Boguang who was standing upright, and suddenly burst out laughing, saying: "Brother Tian, ​​you lost."

Tian Boguang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Brother Ling, you are the one lying on the ground now, how could I lose?"

Although his face was pale due to excessive blood loss, at this moment Ling Jing's face was full of indescribable radiance, coupled with his handsome face that couldn't pick out any blemishes, there was a strange charm blooming.

Yilin looked at him from the side, and a blush couldn't help rising on her face, she thought, how could there be such a good-looking man in this world, and he has suffered such a serious injury at this time, but he can still talk and laugh freely, really Hero's tight.

Ling Jing didn't notice Yilin's subtle changes, and immediately laughed, his right foot was slightly bumped, and he said, "Brother Tian, ​​do you still remember how we agreed before?"

Tian Boguang said: "We agreed to sit and fight, whoever leaves the chair under him first... then... then... then..." He said the word "be" three times in a row, but couldn't continue, and pointed with his left hand. Ling Jing.

I saw that Ling Jing's right foot was still hanging on the chair he was sitting on before, but because of his momentary complacency, when he got up and laughed, his body had already left the chair under him.