Chapter 423 Close your eyes
The fan method is a strange weapon. There is also a set of white crane fan methods in the teaching box. Yang Yiyi also has a crane feather fan given by the crane demon in her arms. But it is very difficult to master this technique, which is not as simple and rough as fists, so she doesn't know how to play with this weapon at all.
There is no psychological expectation at all for the fan technique. It is not like inferring based on the number of paths as when guarding against swords. Every move is unexpected.
At this time, the Soft Hedgehog Technique was completely useless, and it was too late to dodge. Yang Yiyi gritted her teeth and activated the Ultimate Intention Diamond Technique.
I saw a flash of golden light on the skin. Jiao Wenlong's iron bone fan did hit the acupuncture point, but the moment it hit, there was a crisp sound like the collision of gold and iron. The internal force that tried to block the meridians of Yang Yiyi's arm failed at all. Go in.
It's like a drone flying next to a thick-skinned tank. The tank's main gun can't hit you, but the damage you do to the tank is just scratches.
Not only did it not have much effect, the force of the rebound made Jiao Wenlong's wrist sore and numb, and he almost couldn't hold the fan.
From the first two sparring sessions, Jiao Wenlong could tell that Yang Yiyi was good at horizontal kung fu, but he didn't expect that he could practice it to this extent.
Again, Yang Yiyi's appearance is so confusing. She looks like Xiao Jia Biyu's cute figure, but she is like a strong man who is eight feet tall and can run horses and practice kung fu.
As the saying goes, one wrong move leads to another wrong step. Jiao Wenlong quickly changed his hand to the fan to give his right hand some time to relax.
And Yang Yiyi also realized that while others had weapons, she was at a huge disadvantage when fighting with bare hands.
So she pulled back her hands and pulled out two maces.
The audience even started betting on what kind of weapon Yang Yiyi was carrying on her back.
Some said it was a pair of swords, some said it was a pair of swords, but it wasn't until the moment she pulled it out that everyone realized their guess was too conservative.
It is no exaggeration to say that the mace made of HB400 rebar is a heavy weapon among heavy weapons, not to mention it is dual-wielded. If given to Jiao Wenlong, he might not even be able to move it.
When Jiao Wenlong saw Yang Yiyi pull out his mace, he felt his right eyelid jump and hurriedly retreated.
The heavy rebar swept past the eyes with a terrible whistling sound. Just the pressure of the wind made the skin on the face sting. If this was hit, if it was just a fracture, it would be considered a fracture. God has favored me.
This thing is not a weapon that should be used by Jianghu people. It is usually used by the army in battlefield fights. Moreover, it is a powerful general that can compete with a hundred, and even small soldiers cannot use this thing.
When it comes to battlefield fighting, the judges' seats below the ring are all generals from the army.
Originally, they were not very interested in the fight between Jianghu people, but as soon as they saw Yang Yiyi pull out her mace, their eyes immediately lit up with excitement.
Especially when he saw Yang Yiyi using his two maces in a flying dagger-like manner, opening and closing, with an unstoppable momentum, he couldn't help but have a heated discussion with the people around him.
If this were put on the battlefield, what a fierce general!
Yang Yiyi has a simple personality and is not good at unpredictable tricks. She prefers to be straightforward. When she lived at Li Yingluo's house, she would go next door to compete with Zheng Yinping from time to time.
Zheng Yinping comes from a real military family, and the guests who come to her home are all generals in the army, and they are happy to have a discussion with each other. Over time, Yang Yiyi's path seemed more suitable for the army rather than traveling in the world.
Jiao Wenlong's fan technique was surprisingly successful, but Yang Yiyi's double mace blowing operation was also very unexpected, especially the strong wind whipped up by the heavy steel mace every time it was swung, almost making Jiao Wenlong lose his balance.
He didn't get beaten up now. He relied purely on the speed brought by his high movement attributes and relied on Qinggong to deal with Yang Yiyi on the stage.
It is estimated that he initially felt that Yang Yiyi was strong but would not be able to hold on for long. As long as he continued to pester, he would consume a lot of Yang Yiyi's energy. When she could no longer wield the mace, this would be his chance.
Then the court entered garbage time, with one man waving his maces like a mad tiger in pursuit, and another jumping continuously and dodging as nimbly as a flea.
The audience was quite excited at first, but soon discovered that they had been in this state for almost a quarter of an hour, and it looked like it would continue. But at this time, I turned around to look at other arenas. If I missed something, I felt like I had lost 100 million.
The audience was just confused, and Jiao Wenlong almost vomited blood.
He can run so well, firstly because of his superb physical skills, and secondly because of his long-lasting internal strength, which makes him good at fighting protracted battles. Although Yang Yiyi's body skills are not as good as his, her physical strength is simply a bottomless pit.
Let's be honest, they were two maces made of rebar. After wielding them continuously for a quarter of an hour, Yang Yiyi's face was only slightly red. It couldn't even be said to be tired, it could only be said to be radiant.
Good guy, you just finished your warm-up exercise, right?
If he gritted his teeth, Jiao Wenlong could hold on for another quarter of an hour, but holding on any longer would only delay time. He had nothing to do with Yang Yiyi. Judging from Yang Yiyi's condition, not to mention another quarter of an hour, even another hour would be enough.
By then, Jiao Wenlong has no strength and is caught up, and the loss will be too ugly.
So Jiao Wenlong weighed the pros and cons and planned to change his style of play.
Yang Yiyi, as usual, still didn't think too much. Since I can't catch up with you, I will chase you and beat you to see how long you can run.
Yang Yiyi only realized this idea after fighting Qin Yan twice. It is true that she cannot catch up with Qin Yan in terms of Qing Gong, but I don't believe that she can run for a lifetime.
The same applies to dealing with Jiao Wenlong. After all, they are all guys with flexible movements. Even Jiao Wenlong is not as good as Qin Yan's Qinggong, so it is easier for Yang Yiyi to chase him.
Even though it was three consecutive games, Yang Yiyi has really moved her body now. Not only is she not tired, she even feels a little high in mood.
Seeing Jiao Wenlong staying on the spot, she jumped over with a big jump, rounded up her maces and struck with one move.
Jiao Wenlong stopped where he was just looking for an opportunity to exert his full strength. He didn't want to stay where he was and get beaten. Before his maces came down, he plucked green onions from a dry land and jumped into the air. Just like in the beginning, he floated like a paper airplane. .
And Yang Yiyi's mace hit the thick wooden board of the ring without any reservation. After a terrible noise, the punch-thick wooden board was suddenly broken by Yang Yiyi.
She didn't want to use so much force at first, but when she took action, she remembered that she should be merciful. This time, she basically smashed Jiao Wenlong to pieces, but fortunately Jiao Wenlong dodged.
After one move missed, Yang Yiyi turned around to look at Jiao Wenlong above her head. He took out something from his arms and shot some cold stars at Yang Yiyi with a flick of his wrist.
Yang Yiyi quickly waved her mace, only to hear a tinkling sound, and several willow leaf darts were knocked to the floor.
Jiao Wenlong's style of play is like the kite-flying tactic used to defeat bosses in games. He relies on his fast running speed and uses hidden weapons to harass him, but Yang Yiyi can't catch up with him anyway.
Although it is a bit shameless, this is Jiao Wenlong's only method.
Yang Yiyi waved her mace and blocked a few more times. Jiao Wenlong didn't know that Yang Yiyi was wearing a tiger hair vest. The power of the concealed weapon could not break the defense at all, but he was always floating above and it was not easy to catch him.
After several attempts, Yang Yiyi became quite angry. She looked down at the knocked down Liuye Dart and suddenly had an idea.
Jiao Wenlong didn't know that a disaster was coming, so he still scattered his willow leaf darts, but he also saw Yang Yiyi suddenly throw away her maces and make a bending motion.
Is she going to pick up a hidden weapon and fire it back?
Jiao Wenlong still kept things simple.
Yang Yiyi grabbed the gap between the wooden boards of the arena with both hands, pulled out the hair that was broken by her.
The fist-thick wooden board was forced down by Yang Yiyi. She raised the wooden board, which was much longer than the oar, and slapped Jiao Wenlong down.
Jiao Wenlong's light function stayed in the air, but the speed was not very fast. At this time, no matter how much he tried to hide, it was too late. It was like a huge fly being swatted away by a fly swatter, and it was swatted directly under the ring.
——Dong
“Oh oh oh...!”
This sounds like it hurts.
(End of chapter)