The first female physicist: Feng occupies the world

Chapter 62 Tianyuan Conference 15
It was only then that Hu Po knew that unless the competition in this world was stipulated that it could only be solved by force, any kind of tricks could be used in the duel, whether it was poison, Gu or hidden weapons, it could be regarded as no taboo!

It really is a different world from time travel!Amber sighed in her heart, and then looked at the man in black standing next to the man who fell to the ground just now. The man in black took out a small bottle from his sleeve and was pouring medicine on the burly man.

Ziyi looked at the villain beside him staring at the man who applied the medicine, his eyes were straightened, and he couldn't help laughing: "Why, you were convinced by the hero so quickly?"

Amber shook her head, and sighed, "It's too loving, it's too harmonious, shouldn't it be the kind that kills the fish and breaks the net?" Why did you take the medicine...

"It's not that time yet!" The faint sentence was like a gust of breeze, softly whispering in Huber's ear without any trace.

Not yet?Does Ziyi mean that the next competition will be a dead end?

After the first competition, a very ordinary man came up in the second round. He looked less than 1.6 meters tall, but his face was dark and wrinkled, and he looked 40 years old. He pointed at Li Qiandao on the stage as soon as he came on stage. : "Little old man, I want to learn Maoshan's skills!"

Li Qian got up and picked up the sword that followed his disciples, but was stopped by Pingyang. Li Qian thought that Pingyang was going to say something to encourage him, but he heard Pingyang say: "Be brave, don't be as shameful as competing with the five immortals!"

After saying a word, Pingyang's face turned crooked, and he didn't look at Li Qian at all, as if he felt that it was a shame for Li Qian and himself to come out.

Li Qian clenched the sword in his hand, walked onto the field without saying a word, and the sword in his hand came out of its shell.

"Come on!" After Li Qian finished speaking, he started to attack. There was anger in his heart. Yes, he really likes Princess Pingyang, but why does she always treat him like a dog?No matter how I say it, I am still the number one disciple of Maoshan!
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and even the Maoshan swordsmanship used by his subordinates became a little bit harsher. The sword produced a strong wind, and there was a murderous intent in the wind.

Looking at the short man, he didn't panic when he saw Li Qian's swordsmanship, he dodged left and right, and was not in a hurry to attack.

After about twenty strokes, Li Qian's swordsmanship gradually slowed down, but the small man quickly hugged Li Qian's calf like a child, and crawled towards the back of Li Qian's shoulder like a monkey. Go, and then the reverse happened. The little man aimed at the acupuncture points on Li Qian's back, and took out a few wooden sticks as thick as chopsticks from somewhere. One end of the wooden stick was sharpened like a needle , pierced the acupuncture point behind Li Qian fiercely.

As expected, an unexpected scream resounded throughout the venue of the Tianyuan Conference...

Li Qian quickly fell down on the stage and was carried down by his own disciples, while Ping Yang not only didn't care, but stomped his feet angrily, cursing trash.

Hu Po shook her head on the other side of the stage and sighed. Ziyi asked her why she was sighing. Hu Po lamented: "Maoshan swordsmanship is not used for competitive fighting, but for Fengshui masters to walk in the mountains and defend themselves. , or it is used in battles and battles. It can only be effective if it cooperates with one's own physiognomy. Doesn't Li Qian understand now..." It's hard for him to be the first disciple of Maoshan for so many years...

(End of this chapter)