One person: Playing the role of king, power and wealth, Sister Baoer confesses her love

Chapter 141 The battle of wits between Qiu'er and Thomson!

That's right!

This Thomson is indeed quite experienced!

With just one strike, he took the initiative!

The situation on the court was instantly reversed, and Thomson's offense became even more fierce!

The ball can only be forced to retreat...

"It seems I have to use all my strength to do it!"

"I have a trick specifically designed to deal with reckless men like you!"

A smile appeared on Qiu'er's lips and he took out a bag of millet from his arms.

He was seen scattering millet around Thomson briskly. Thomson slipped and almost fell.

"Just Xiaomi wants to trip me up?"

"Haha, childish!"

Thomson laughed.

"I told you, you are just naive!"

"Just take a look."

Qiu'er smiled mysteriously, made seals with his hands, and muttered something.

The millet on the ground suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and Thomson felt his legs tighten, unable to move at all.

"What kind of evil magic is this!"

Thomson was shocked.

"My thousand pounds of corn can temporarily block your movements."

Qiu'er explained.

Thomson gritted his teeth and tried to break away with all his strength, but his feet were like taking root and could not leave the range formed by Xiaomi.

"You despicable person! You use such shameful means!"

Thomson shouted angrily.

That's right!

This is Qiu'er's unique skill!

Trick - a thousand pounds of corn is determined!

It is said that magic is a general term for magic that is scattered among the people and cannot be traced back to its origin, and its effects are somewhat flashy. It is usually allowed to be performed in front of ordinary people...

The Millet Qianjinding, supplemented by millet refined with secret spells, is sprinkled on the ground and has a fixed effect on creatures that come into contact with it.

"In battle there is no meanness or despicability, there is only victory or defeat."

Qiu'er said calmly.

After saying that, he charged up his right fist and punched Thomson in the abdomen.

The punch was so powerful that Thomson groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still stood firm and did not fall down.

"It seems that your recovery ability is really strong."

"These muscles are not in vain!"

Qiu'er smiled and praised.

"Come again!"

"Why is this punch so soft?"

"This little injury can't hurt me!"

Thomson forced himself to shout.

"In that case, let's punch him again!"

Qiu'er punched Thomson hard again. This time Thomson spit out a large mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, but he still stood upright.

"It's really difficult."

"I just appreciate an uncle like you who has some backbone!"

Qiu'er frowned and said...

"Hahaha, I'm used to all kinds of pain."

Thomson laughed wildly.

"Then I'll let you get used to it more!"

Qiu'er concentrated his right fist and continued to attack Thomson.

at this time…

The ball kept hitting hard, but Thomson endured the pain and stood upright, refusing to fall.

"This Thomson is too anti-human. He won't admit defeat even if he fights like this!"

said an audience member.

"Yeah, it's simply beyond the limits of normal people."

"But Qiu'er doesn't seem to be able to move anymore. The opponent is so strong in resisting beatings."

"If you continue to beat me like this, you will be crippled even if you don't die!"

There was a lot of chatter in the audience.

At this moment, Thomson's energy suddenly increased sharply!

In an instant, he broke free from Qiu'er's Su Mi Qianjin Ding!

In fact, it’s not about breaking free!

Millet Thousand Jin Fix itself cannot freeze the opponent's movements endlessly!

It can only achieve a short-term effect!

Thomson roared in pain, exuding a terrifying momentum, and slapped the ball with his palm. Qiu'er quickly raised his arms to defend himself, but was still shaken and took a few steps back, grazing one of his arms.

"Injury allows me to explode with more power than usual!"

"Hahaha"

"This is also my unique way to improve Qi!"

Thomson laughed maniacally.

Wang Fugui's eyes lit up at this moment!

You know, calling the energy of life Qi is a habit of the Chinese people!

And this Thomson, as a British guy, actually knows that we call this energy Qi!

This fact made Wang Fugui in the audience a little concerned...

"It seems like we have to use our real skills."

Qiu'er's eyes flashed.

I saw his hands quickly forming seals, his fingers as nimble as flying, and his mouth mumbling words.

"Curse·Acupoint Sealing!"

Qiu'er waved his hand suddenly and heard Thomson scream. The muscles and veins in his body seemed to be sealed, and he suddenly fell to his knees.

"Good on you guy!"

"There is actually such a hand hidden in it!"

Thomson said angrily.

"Don't worry, this acupoint sealing spell will be ineffective soon."

Qiu'er smiled.

Before he finished speaking, Thomson was indeed able to move again.

That's right! What kind of acupoint-sealing spell is this?

This is nothing more than a pound of corn...

It's just that there are countless millets scattered under the ball's feet, as long as Thomson accidentally steps on these millets!

Naturally, the millet will hit the ball again!

And the reason why Qiu'er talks about the hole-sealing method is just to prevent the opponent from noticing the remaining rice grains on the ground!

"Let you see my short sword skills!"

Thomson picked up the fallen dagger from the ground, gathered all his energy into the blade, and stabbed the ball straight with a powerful blade.

Qiu'er didn't dare to be careless, he quickly concentrated his energy in his palms, stretched his palms forward, and resisted the knife forcefully.

"Haha, with this little skill of yours, how many of my swords can you block?"

Thomson laughed, the blade became faster and faster, and the ball became increasingly difficult to resist.

The two sides just went back and forth, fighting fiercely on the court.

Thomson's short sword technique is powerful, while Qiu'er uses some strange Taoist techniques from time to time to deal with it.

but!

This time Qiu'er completely understood! This Thomson is indeed no ordinary person!

From the moment he was immobilized again to now, this guy seems to have been deliberately avoiding the millet under his feet!

This guy! Definitely experienced in combat! ! !

The audience was also excited, talking and applauding this fierce fight...

Wang Fugui looked at the stage with a playful expression...

The two fought fiercely on the field, and every move was bloody...

Thomson's dagger skills were extremely powerful, and Qiu'er was gradually at a disadvantage.

"Looks like I have to try my best!"

Qiu'er's eyes were firm and he took out a delicate box from his pocket.

I quickly opened the box and saw that there seemed to be some paint in the box!

Qiu'er skillfully dodged and painted his face with color!

"Oh hoo!"

"When you fight with me, you don't forget to put on your makeup?"

"Are you a woman!!!"

Thomson taunted and attacked.

But at this moment, I saw that Qiu'er's face was slowly painted with coquettish patterns, exuding a mysterious aura.

"Hmph, I want to see what tricks you use to deal with me?"

Thomson sneered, the sword light gathered and stabbed Qiu'er.

"You'll understand."

Qiu'er said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mask painted on Qiu'er's face suddenly glowed with dazzling light, and a golden halo emerged around Qiu'er.

"what is that?!"

Thomson was stunned.

I saw Qiu'er hugging his hands, and his whole body was getting brighter and brighter, like a little sun.

"Wuyou Godhead Mask!"

"I won't show this move to others easily!"

(End of this chapter)