Chapter 1792

Wang Zhengrong struggled to get up, but the sharp pain in his chest caused his poor breath, which made him unable to fight back at all, and he had no choice but to acquiesce in Chen Minglei's victory.

There were cheers under the stage, and Chen Minglei's voice was very high for a time.

Yi Wu looked at Wang Zhengrong on the stand, and then at Yi Wen and Gu Yuan beside him. He sighed in a gloomy mood.

……

Then on stage were Yu Wenhua Qi and Li Mohan, who obviously knew each other. After coming on stage, they didn't hurry to start, but one of them chatted.

"Brother Yuwen, I've seen your first two games. Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to have made much progress."

"If you don't show all your strength this time, I'll send you away from the arena."

Before the voice fell, Li Mohan's long sword shook, and the whole person was like a meteor, shooting at Yu Wenhua opposite.

The onlookers were stunned. Lying in the trough, Li Mohan was too Yin. The last sentence was still Hello, and the next sentence was a move. This was called a sneak attack!

In the eyes of the onlookers, Li Mohan's move seems to be very simple, just a straight sword that stabbed Yu Wenhua Qi's face, without any other skills and moves.

However, in the eyes of Yu Wenhua Qi, who also practiced swordsmanship, Li Mohan's move has actually reached the point of simplifying complexity.

A seemingly plain move, in fact, contains many possible changes.

No matter how Yuwen Huaqi responds, Li Mohan's sword can change accordingly, making Yuwen Huaqi defenseless.

"Beautiful!"

Yu Wenhua gave a sigh of praise, stepped on exquisite steps, and stabbed Li Mohan's long sword in his hand.

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This is a rare wonder!

To say how amazing this thing is, in today's language, it can be described like this, which is a thing worth posting to the circle of friends!

Of course, except Gu Yuan, other people on stage may not know what a circle of friends is.

Everyone looked at Li Mohan and Yu Wenhua Qi, two masters of swordsmanship in the arena, and wanted to taste the mystery of masters' sword use from the moves just now.

Qiang!

With a sound of sword, the two swords crossed.

Just when everyone thought that Li Mohan and Yuwen Huaqi had made such a mediocre move.

Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed.

At the moment when the two swords crossed, the two sword masters in the challenge arena suddenly accelerated their sword dance speed.

The two swords collided violently at the moment when they turned around.

The clang of subway swords rang through the challenge arena.

If we say that before, the two people's sword tips collided, like two fish slowly approaching in the water, and finally collided.

Now, the dazzling sword moves between the two people are like two willow leaves in the wind, intertwined at a speed that people can't see clearly.

Everyone looked at the two people dazzledly. The two swords collided and separated on the challenge arena, and separated and collided.

"What are these two doing?

Why is the speed so fast? "

Suddenly, I don't know how, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

As soon as everyone calmed down from the shock of thunder, they saw that the two people who were difficult to capture before were already standing on both sides of the challenge arena.

Yuwen Huaqi and Li Mohan turned their backs, and the swords in their hands naturally drooped. Neither of them continued to move, nor spoke, as if they were two stone statues.

Just when everyone was impatient and clamored to turn over to the arena and check the results of the competition between the two.

Li Mohan threw his long sword in his hand, throwing out a red blood.

"Brother Yuwen, accept."

Li Mohan suddenly said such a sentence, and with that, he left the arena crisply.

Everyone under the stage is a little stunned. What's the situation?

Did Li Mohan win?

At the beginning of the competition, there was a referee on the stage. After a few matches, the referee was not enough.

Later, there was no referee at all. Whoever played would go on stage by himself. After playing, there was a special person under the stage to record the win or loss.

External disciples usually win three games and pass the exam.

If you want to be an inner disciple, play more games.

After Li Mohan left, everyone looked at Yuwen Huaqi, who had been standing still, and soon found that Yuwen Huaqi also moved.

"Hey, move, move!"

Just at the moment he moved, "hissing" jet sound sounded.

The red blood was like a fountain, squirting out from the neck of Yuwen Huaqi.

Looking at Yuwen Huaqi who fell on the challenge arena, everyone reacted that Yuwen Huaqi was dead.

Either Li Mohan's sword was so fast that Yu Wen Huaqi's body didn't react, or Li Mohan's sword had something special.

In either case, Li Mohan is not simple.

After Li Mohan left the arena, some external disciples simply sorted out the challenge arena.

Soon, two more contestants came to the challenge arena. Both of them played in a regular way. You punched me and I kicked, and there was nothing to circle.

Gu Yuan quickly lost interest and went back to the original arena.

On this challenge arena, it's wonderful to play now.

"Bang!"

A burst of dust was flying, and Li Beibei's thin body flew directly from this end of the challenge arena to the other end of the challenge arena, and fell heavily into the dust.

"Forget it, surrender quickly, or you will be killed by him."

Looking at the embarrassed Li Beibei, the onlookers were also moved with compassion. They couldn't help but persuade Li Beibei to surrender.

Li Beibei had forgotten that this was the first kind-hearted audience and asked him to surrender.

But he just grinned, endured the pain and stood up again.

Although once he opened his mouth, blood would overflow from his mouth, Li Beibei insisted and compared the gesture of letting Zhou Tianhao come over to the other side of the arena.

Zhou Tianhao was a little stunned. Is this Li Beibei iron?

Can you stand up after being hurt like this!

Zhou Tianhao hesitated and asked, "Li Beibei, can you hold on?"

The two met by chance, and Zhou Tianhao didn't want to hurt the killer.

But Li Beibei didn't care and said, "if you're asked to come, you can come. What's so much nonsense?"

"OK, since you want to die by yourself, no wonder I'm cruel."

Zhou Tianhao was enraged by success. He roared and galloped like a giant beast.

Everyone looked at Li Beibei again. He didn't even have the ability to avoid Zhou Tianhao's collision.

He just leaned slightly. Before he could escape, he was directly hit by Zhou Tianhao.