Chapter 124 Miss Sumire’s Dagger
“Okay! This kid is good at playing with knives!”
“Can you understand me?”
“I can’t understand the routine. I still don’t understand winning or losing?”
“Well done! Another one!”
...
For onlookers, the more exciting the arena, the better.
The cold-faced swordsman's winning streak was ended by Qin Lang, which will only mean that the next battle will be more exciting.
However, in fact this is not the case.
dang——
Bang-kuang-kuang——
“Young Master Qin wins two times!”
Dang——
Bang-kuang-kuang——
“Young Master Qin wins three times!”< br>
Dang——
哐哐哐——
“Qin Shaoxia has won four consecutive games! Are there any masters left!”
……
Actually, Qin Lang's subsequent victories were too easy, and almost all of them were won in just a few breaths.
The challengers who came up were all wielding knives or swords, and there was even one who was wielding double swords. In the end, Qin Lang knocked his weapons away, and the edge of the ring was suddenly inserted with a "clang clang". Several swords.
This situation was also caused by Qin Lang suddenly discovering that the vibrating knife technique was really useful.
Strictly speaking, the knife he bought was not very well made. The blade was a bit too thick for a one-handed knife.
But I didn’t expect that this sturdy blade can be used to vibrate the sword accurately.
One trick can be eaten everywhere.
So Qin Lang relied on this move to quickly disarm the three challengers.
The audience was dissatisfied with the battle that ended too quickly, and many people booed and booed for a while.
“Go down, go down!”
“Fight him for a while longer!”
“It’s boring! Someone come and beat him down!”
"Eh? What just dazzled my eyes?"
......
Someone suddenly wondered. Su Yupan, who was watching the game in the crowd, couldn't help but look at a girl in black next to him with some amusement. .
First look at her cold and obviously displeased expression, and then look at the dagger sneaked out of her right hand.
What dazzled the audience's eyes just now was the luster accidentally reflected by the dagger.
"Jin'er, what's the matter?"
"Madam..."
Seeing Su Yupan's teasing smile, Gu Jin was speechless, but when she looked at the stage, she saw Clenching the dagger tightly, she couldn't help but pout her lips slightly:
"But they...to Qin Lang..."
"These are just for fun. If you think the beating is too fast, drink It’s normal to boo, why? You want to kill someone just because of this?”
"..."
Of course not.
Just because the object of these people's booing was her boyfriend, Miss Sumire couldn't help but feel unhappy, and then she couldn't help but take out the dagger...
There was nothing she could do, she cared about him, she did. no.
For the first time in her life, she cared about someone so much, and sometimes she didn't know how to express it, so she could only rely on her heart and simply hope that everything would be good for him.
For example, right now, her boyfriend is obviously so famous on stage, but some people are saying bad things about him in the audience. Girl Sumire simply wants to blind those people's eyes.
Of course, just thinking about it.
Especially after being exposed by the Empress, Gu Jin still put away the dagger and continued to lock Qin Lang in the ring with her clear eyes.
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哐哐哐——
"This young hero Qin has won five games in a row!"
......
As expected, Qin Lang defeated the challenger again. But this time, the audience was actually happy.
The reason is the same as the cold-faced swordsman before. At the critical moment, someone strong should come up to end Qin Lang and prevent him from winning seven games in a row.
Therefore, the next two games should also be more exciting.
Sure enough, this time, a middle-aged man in green robes who looked gentle and elegant jumped on the stage. He was holding neither a knife nor a sword, but an eyebrow-level stick, which made the audience feel refreshed on the spot. , full of expectations.
"Madam."
"Well..."
Su Yupan nodded secretly in the audience. This middle-aged man was exactly what she had seen before, and he was expected to win the prize. One of the two middle-aged men who won the first and second place in the ring.
...
钪啷...
The middle-aged man in green robe poked the eyebrow-level stick on the ground, making a clear and crisp sound, looked at Qin Lang and smiled:
"My little brother is so handsome."
Qin Lang cupped his fists in return:
"That's ridiculous."
"What do you call me?"
"My surname is Qin."
"Young Master Qin, I am Wang Liu."
… …
As soon as the two introduced each other, the master of ceremony's gong rang immediately, and a new battle began again. Qin Lang struck first, kicked off his back foot, swept forward and dragged his knife straight towards the man in green robe.
His speed was extremely fast, and his whole body was almost pressed against the ground. The sword in his right hand dragged a shallow mark on the ring. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of the man in green robe, and the sword in his hand followed the trend. It's just a slap and a slash.
Without any temptation, it was a very powerful move that got straight to the point.
Interesting...
The man in green robe narrowed his eyes slightly, filled with admiration.
You know, compared with broadswords and long knives, the weight and size of a single sword are much different, but Qin Lang used the dragging sword style.
To be able to do this, Qin Lang undoubtedly relied on his excellent body skills.
Only when the speed is fast enough can the body be bent down to the point where it is close to the ground. Only by following this body shape with a single sword in hand can it be valuable to drag the sword and accumulate power.
Huh——!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded. Faced with Qin Lang's fierce upward attack, the man in green robe Wang Liu stood still for a moment, with the lower tip of his eyebrow-level stick firmly poking at the ground, and holding it tightly in his hand. The top of the stick was swung sideways, and the middle part of the stick was used to forcefully push away Qin Lang's knife.
"Okay!"
"Awesome!"
The audience in the audience cheered. Qin Lang turned around and retreated with his sword in hand, his eyes quite surprised.
Because the opponent did not use his internal strength when he moved the knife just now. Obviously, like Qin Lang, he is a master of external skills.
But Qin Lang didn't know that Wang Liu was actually even more surprised.
"Young Master Qin, may I ask how old you are?"
"Ji Guan."
"Ji Guan..."
At least Wang Liu has never seen anyone Jing Guan before. A young man who is 30 years old can make his hand holding the stick numb until it becomes numb just by relying on his physical strength.
And it was not the other party's initiative to attack, but his own sword to block.
...
This guy is pretty good...
This man has something...
...
From this moment on, Wang Liu and Qin Lang are In their hearts, they all regard each other as a powerful enemy.
Tap tap tap...
Next, Wang Liu took the lead and picked a stick flower with his eyebrow-level stick in his hand. After taking the opportunity to get close to Qin Lang, he blocked the four square steps and continued to block, cross and top. , pick and fight.
The so-called four-way step and eight-way stick, the core fighting method is to use the advantage of long soldiers to attack from all directions, leaving the enemy with no time to take care of it.
Dazzled, Qin Lang, who was already short-handed, fell into a passive position. Apart from passive defense, the sword in his hand could not find any chance to counterattack.
Wang Liu started to move at the same time. He stepped forward several times, pressing forward step by step, and soon forced Qin Lang directly to the edge of the ring.
By this time, Qin Lang had to realize a fact that made him nervous.
That is, the middle-aged man opposite him is not weaker than himself in terms of speed.
(End of this chapter)