Six Realms Office

Chapter 209 Wing Chun vs. Emei!
The sports center was full of voices and shouts.

If it was said that Ye Yun's instant kill with one punch had aroused the audience's great interest in the first match, then the next few matches had their eyes widened, almost unbelievable.

And those "masters" felt bad in the second round. Some of them were taken away by the police, and the rest were contestants.

"This meeting cannot be withdrawn, everyone, I am really sorry."

Some "martial arts masters" ran to the competition stage and asked the staff if they could quit. After being greeted with contempt from the staff lady, they sweetly opened their mouths, which immediately shattered their hopes.

"Although you can't withdraw, you can abstain."

The registration lady spoke again, and the masters looked ugly, so they could only walk back to their seats resentfully.

Sure enough, the premonitions of the "masters" and "masters" came true. In the following matches, one after another, someone was beaten with their sternum collapsed, their legs broken, and their hands broken.

They only felt a cold air rushing from their feet to the top of their heads, and they were shivering all over.

"No more fights, no more fights, abstain, abstain!"

A master stepped onto the arena, and when he saw a smirk from the martial artist opposite him, his calf immediately started to tremble, and then he yelled out the words before frantically.

He escaped from the competition ring without looking back, the host's eyes twitched, but after several rounds of this situation, he was completely used to it.

"The winner, Guo Zilei!"

Guo Zilei curled his lips, cursed secretly, turned around and got off the ring.

The host looked at the next game, his eyes lit up slightly.

"There are still 2 minutes until the next game starts."

"Contestants Ye Yun and Yan Yaqian please get ready."

The host cleared his throat, and then said: "In order not to take up everyone's watching time, during the 2-minute preparation time, I will briefly explain the identities of the two."

The watching crowd started to commotion, and someone said in surprise: "Clarified identity? Why didn't you have it before?"

"I'm afraid it's over too soon?"

"No, I'm afraid that the dross has already been eliminated. These two people have real skills, and they are decent disciples of famous families."

"You read martial arts novels, they're still famous and decent!"

People were discussing, the host picked up the information in his hand, and said loudly: "According to our information, contestant Ye Yun comes from the Ye family in the capital city, is a native of Yanjing, and now serves as the captain of the criminal police of the Jiangzhou City Police Department. Ten, the boxing technique he is good at is Wing Chun!"

After the host finished speaking, someone in the audience began to shout.

"Wife, come on!"

"Who said she was your wife!"

"She's my wife!"

"Sister Ye Yun, I love you!"

"Sister Ye Yun, you are the best!"

"How many people support Ye Yun, raise your hands!"

"Ye Yun is still a policeman?! A policewoman!"

The host paused and continued: "Contestant Yan Yaqian is from Mount Emei. She is one of the contemporary successors of the Emei School. She is 21 years old. She went to the mountain to practice at the age of 11. She is good at Emei Boxing!"

"Sisters of Mount Emei, come on!"

"Yan Yaqian, come on!"

"Where's the Yitian Sword? Where's the Yitian Sword?"

Similarly, after the previous competition, people also had high expectations for Yan Yaqian.

At the entrance, Ye Yun and Yan Yaqian stepped onto the martial arts stage, Yan Yaqian saluted, and Ye Yun returned the salute.

What was different from before was that this time, Ye Yun had two short knives pinned to her back; while Yan Yaqian had a long sword behind her back.

Yan Yaqian's eyebrows are picturesque, her hands are like catkins, and her skin is like creamy fat, she really looks like she walked out of a painting.

Ye Yun didn't dare to be careless, the woman in front of her was one of the descendants of the Emei Sect, her realm was comparable to her own, and she was extremely difficult to deal with.

The host saw that it was almost done, and was about to say that the game had started, but Ye Yun below moved directly!

"No, this is a foul!"

The host was anxious. At this time, a staff member came up and said something to him. The host was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and spread his hands helplessly.

This is one of the privileges of this martial arts conference. In fact, they don't need to call the game to start, which will disturb their judgment on the contrary.

The host muttered, then I just need to shout to go on stage now, needless to say the beginning and the end, Emma happened to be watching the show.

boom!
Ye Yun and Yan Yaqian played against each other, and the realm of both sides was immediately revealed!

Huajin little master!
When the two fought, they were graceful like a frightened bird, graceful like a swimming dragon. No one could have imagined that martial arts, a fighting technique, could have both murderous aura and elegance at the same time.

The two of them seemed to be dancing with the cranes, every move and style was full of murderous intent!
boom!
Ye Yun folded her palm and clasped Yan Yaqian's wrist. The opponent's body turned in the air, and then directly lifted Ye Yun up!
boom!
The energy was gushing out, Yan Yaqian pointed out, but it was Danyang finger!
Concentrating energy on her fingertips, Ye Yun hurriedly dodged, narrowly dodging the blow.

Yan Yaqian is already approaching the peak of Huajin, while Ye Yun is just entering Huajin, the gap between the two sides is quite large, and they are already at a disadvantage at this time.

With her hands behind her back, Ye Yun suddenly pulled out the dagger!

Wing Chun Eightfold Knife!

Yan Yaqian's eyes were fixed, and the long sword on her back suddenly came out of its sheath, and there was an uproar in the audience. Before Yan Yaqian didn't use her hands at all, the sword came out of its sheath!
"Damn it, Sword Immortal?!"

"real or fake?!"

People were shocked, but at this time, Ye Yun's eight-fold knife and Yan Yaqian's long sword had already split together!
Sparks fly!

All countries in the world are watching. Those audiences are either in New York Square, or in bars in Poland, in various countries and places. Countless people are watching the battle of the two girls with great interest.

Someone cheered in a bar in Switzerland:

"Okay! Just attack like this!"

"That girl with two swords is really powerful, but the one with a sword is even stronger!"

"I hope the double swords girl wins, but it looks like she's going to lose."

"It's a pity, come on, don't you want to gamble?"

"Oh come on, now the government is catching this thing."

Times Square, New York, USA.

"My God, how can that girl's knife dance so fast?"

"Impossible, this is simply a miracle!"

"There are such powerful people in Huaxia, why don't they go to the Olympics?"

"do not know."

"I know, because Chinese people have a tradition!"

Some people exclaimed, and of course some people questioned it.

"It's not fake, it looks like post-production!"

"This was filmed by the BBC and broadcast live. Do you think it's fake?"

"Oh well, I just hope there isn't a dragon running on the screen next."

Japan, Yagyu's house.

Takeo Watanabe sighs: "The seeds of the times"

Liu Shengzong's eyes flickered: "Don't worry, this is just the first match, the real first match, this girl uses Wing Chun, her boxing skills are pretty good, and her sword skills are even better."

"Sakura, do you think you can make her fall in a few strokes?"

Behind Liu Shengzong, a kneeling girl bowed her head: "Within three moves, the head can be taken."

"Ah."

Liu Shengzong nodded, and then his eyes narrowed.

"But, this is just the first scene. The good show is yet to come."

The edge of the viewing platform.

Chen Yuan sat on the seat, watching the competition in the arena bored.

According to common sense, Ye Yun couldn't beat that Emei woman, but...
The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up, and at this moment, there was a noisy sound from the entrance.

"Standing tickets?!"

"Okay, it's too late if you come, it's good to have a standing ticket."

"Hey, I'm an old man with old arms and legs. I'm going to die without a seat."

"Reverend Dao Ling, it's useless even if you act cute"

"Wow, it must be the conductor who doesn't want to sell us tickets, let's go and give them to Sajia."

boom!
"Second Master, please carry Lu Da, I'm going to the bathroom."

　PS: In the new week, ask for tickets! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)