Good Fortune Dictionary

"Little Monk Huijing, have you eaten yet? Didn't eat, how about I invite you to dinner?" Wang Feng chuckled, put one hand on Huijing's head, and stroked Huijing's clean bald head.

Not to mention, it feels really good.

"Benefactor, I've already eaten. Are you going to watch the game today?" Hui Jing hurriedly broke free. He was very disgusted with Wang Feng's action.

"Yes, are you going? I'm in the VIP seat."

"Well, what's the point of this?"

"What's the matter with you, just come."

"Don't pull it, don't pull it, the clothes are going to be ruined."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

At four o'clock, just like yesterday, today's first match is about to begin.

It's just that the weather today is not good.

Originally yesterday, the sun was shining brightly at this time, but at this time, dark clouds were covering the top of the head, and little flashes of light appeared, as if it would rain anytime and anywhere, and judging by the thickness of the clouds, this rain was not light rain, at least it was moderate rain or even rain. heavy rain.

Fortunately, every audience was carrying an umbrella, big or small. As for the VIP seats, huge parasols were placed, and there were some straw mats around to prevent the raindrops from jumping onto the VIPs on the VIP seats.

It can be said that the treatment of VIPs is different.

Compared with yesterday, there was one more person at the VIP table, and that was Hui Jing.

Originally, this was not allowed.

But who asked Wang Feng to bring him here, and Quanbai and Quande father and son also liked Huijing very much, so they paid for Huijing to sit here.

Sitting in the VIP seat, enjoying the fruit that only VIPs can enjoy, Huijing's little face is flushed, making people want to pinch it.

"Everyone, today's first match is about to officially begin."

"First of all, please invite two players to play."

"On the left is He Xing, He Xing from the northwest."

"On the right is Gillette from the northern prairie, he is a brave man of the prairie."

"It's time for a stick of incense, please choose your own weapon."

The opening remarks came from Mu Shengyun's mouth, and then the two contestants turned around and chose weapons.

The choice this time, the two are not at all different.

He Xing chose one knife and one sword, while Gillette chose two scimitars.

Both are two-handed weapons, but the weapons are fundamentally different.

He Xing's sword is a sword commonly used by martial arts practitioners, and it is well-behaved.

On the contrary, it is Gillette's scimitar, which is rarely used by martial arts people and is basically invisible, but it is one of the standing weapons on the grassland.

Time passed, and when the incense was burned, the two contestants immediately began to fight.

The two did not choose to retreat, but rushed directly to their opponents, attacking each other fiercely with weapons in both hands.

"Ding, ding..."

The collision of the sword and the scimitar, the blooming of sparks and power, this time the battle is very simple and more pleasing to the eye.

For He Xing and Gillette, there are no fancy skills, only strength and speed, which is a very enjoyable process for the audience.

but.

"Damn it, why is this man so fast, as if he has seen through all my attacks." Gillette was extremely annoyed.

Originally, the speed of the twin swords was as fast as lightning, but his opponent was not slow either.

Even more strange, He Xing gave him a feeling that he had seen through him.

No matter how he attacks, or how he attacks in a special way, he can't break through He Xing's sword blockade.

As if, was restrained.

But it was the first time he and He Xing fought.

Could it be that He Xing had fought with the people on the grassland before?And have you ever fought as a master?
It shouldn't.

In the northwest, isn't it closer to Yidan Kingdom, the warriors there are not as strong as the warriors on the grassland.

Weird, really weird.

Regarding Gillette's strangeness, He Xing's face turned dark.

"It's really too slow. Yesterday, my uncle's movements were at least twice as fast as his. It's because my uncle doesn't like machetes very much. If my uncle gets used to it, he can at least be twice as fast."

"It's nearly three hours of training, if I still can't stop it, I'll kill myself by wiping my neck."

"What is the strong man from the grassland, you will lose."

The speed of the knife and the sword is getting faster and faster, and the strange intersection blocks everything in front of it, and even attacks Gillette through the gap of the intersection.

Create an advantage a little bit, and then expand the advantage, without giving the opponent any chance to counterattack.

This is He Xing's style of play today.

Steady and steady at every step.

He Xing chose to play steadily, which made Gillette very uncomfortable.

The wheel speed is not as good as He Xing.

The round moves are clever, not as good as He Xing.

In this way, he can't win at all.

No, the fighting style must be changed.

In an instant, Gillette knew what to do, and what to do.

"what."

With a loud roar, he used his hands hard, pretending to be hurt by both sides, trying to force He Xing to back down.

If it is feasible, you will not avoid it. Since you will lose both, then come on.

"Eh?" With his hands hard, He Xing suddenly felt the enemy's power disappear in an instant.

No, it didn't disappear, but ran away directly.

Instead of fighting against him, he chose to go far away.

Looking at Gillette dozens of steps away, He Xing shook his head slightly.

No matter how far away he is, he still has to fight in close combat. No matter how hard Gillette struggles, he is not his opponent.

Otherwise, all his efforts last night would not have been in vain.

Instead of blindly chasing after him, He Xing began to chase after him at a slow pace. In this way, he relieved the pain in his muscles and eased the inner strength in his body a little.

He is the grandson of the strongest man in the Northwest. Although the strongest man in the Northwest is a little watery, his grandfather is from Liuyun Villa. Although the exercises passed down by him are not the secrets of the villa, they are also his own over the years. studied.

It is especially suitable for their lineage. In terms of inner strength and recovery speed, it is second to none.

He is not afraid of a war of attrition.

"What are you going to do?" After walking a few steps, He Xing stopped because Gillette moved.

Gillette began to move rapidly around the main ring, judging by his appearance, he would not stop for a short time.

This is a little strange.

Could it be that he wanted to fight on the edge of the main ring, and then take the opportunity to let himself go down?
However, the rules of the competition did not say that if you fall, you will lose your qualifications. That kind of old-fashioned rules have long been eliminated.

Just, why did Gillette do this?

After waiting for a while, He Xing found that Gillette was still running, as if his physical strength and internal energy were endless, which was very strange.

After thinking about it, He Xing stood in place, motionless, waiting for the other party to show his flaws, or in other words, the waiting party was exhausted or exhausted.

He Xing's choice was very correct.

When He Xing didn't know the time for a cup of tea, Gillette's movements slowed down.

His plan failed.

As for what to do next, Gillette also has some headaches.

It was not easy for him to get out of the confrontation with He Xing, but He Xing was extremely calm and did not give him the slightest chance. If this continues, he has no hope of winning at all.

Could it be that I am going to stop at the top eight?

No, I am a strong man on the prairie, and I must at least enter the quarterfinals.

It seems that it is time to take a risk.

Thinking of this, Gillette stopped and threw the scimitar in his right hand towards He Xing with all his strength.

The rotating scimitar, like a full moon, is truly beautiful.

"Rumble..."

The heavens are beautiful, a bolt of lightning strikes down, and the electric light cooperates with the rotating scimitar, which makes the scimitar shine with silvery light.

This light made He Xing close his eyes instantly.

opportunity.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Gillette rushed towards He Xing.

The scimitar in his left hand slashed at He Xing's body fiercely.

As long as you give him a moment, he is the winner.

"Ding."

"what."

It's a pity that He Xing's sword didn't give him a chance at all.

One knife knocked the flying scimitar into the air, and the other scimitar directly hit Gillette's other scimitar.

The scimitar was chopped off, and He Xing's knife was already on his neck.

"I lost." Gillette was very single, the opponent had already won, so of course he would not continue to resist.

If you are not as good as a human being, you are not as good as a human being.

"I announce that today's first winner is He Xing, from the northwest."

Accompanied by the heavy raindrops, Mu Shengyun's words were covered by lightning.

Under lightning and thunder, heavy rain fell, and the cold atmosphere began to infect everyone present.

Because of the weather, the second battle is about to start, and even the afternoon battle will start earlier.

Looking at today's weather, the heavy rain will not end in a short time. Once that happens, the battle must be ended as soon as possible.

Under Mu Shengyun's urging, and with the help of other referees, the contestants in the second round of the day went directly to the field.

No introductions, not even a waiting period.

Not even weapons.

The next fight, all of them, had to be bare-handed, the worst-case scenario.

Some warriors are accustomed to using weapons, and without weapons, their overall strength has dropped by at least [-]% to [-]%.

However, some warriors like to use bare hands very much. If they have weapons, they will reduce their combat effectiveness.

However, the players from both sides in the second game today are not used to not carrying weapons.

"Both of you, end the battle quickly, go." Mu Shengyun held up the oil umbrella and looked at the two people who were walking indifferently. When the two walked in, he directly announced the start of the game.

Hearing this sentence, the two men were stunned for a moment, and then immediately launched an attack.

Because of the heavy rain, it was impossible to see what was going on in the main arena from the audience seats. Maybe only the nearby VIP seats could see something, and the referees.

Only they can see both sides of the game and watch it.

Fighting in the heavy rain is very awkward.

The rain made the sides of the ring slippery, and the rain made the two of them often close their eyes.

There is also boundless cold wind, which continuously cools the bodies of the two of them.

This is destined to be an unsustainable battle.

After forty strokes, the stronger side won.

That is Yuan Fengyu of the Huashan School. As an outstanding disciple of the Huashan School, his internal strength and boxing skills are even better than the opponent.

As for the name of the other party, this point has been deliberately forgotten.

Perhaps, only the winner will be remembered by name, and the loser is like the person lying in the rain.

"I announce that the winner of the second battle today is Yuan Fengyu from the Huashan faction. Next, the third battle begins."

After Mu Shengyun announced the result, the surrounding ordinary referees immediately set off and ran towards the surrounding auditorium.

Braving the heavy rain, they were going to convey the results of the battle, at least to let the audience know that the game was still going on.

They were still watching the game, the only difference was that they couldn't see it.

Soon, the loser was carried down, while the winner held an umbrella and waited until the next battle, or in other words, to see how the two sides of the next battle would be.

After a while, both sides of the third round came on the field.

It was the same as Yuan Fengyu's fight, just to put it simply, the battle started immediately.

Fighting with fists and kicks, and even headbutting, the fierce battle was even worse than the last one.

It can be seen that the boxing skills of these two people are not weak.

When the time for a cup of tea passed, Bai Fengxian won the third game, which is the status of the top eight.

"I declare..."

Mu Shengyun spoke again, telling the referees who had just returned to set off again to pass on the news.

Then, today's final battle begins directly.

Same as the previous two rounds, it ended quickly. Not everyone wanted to fight in the heavy rain. If they wanted to defeat each other, they had to use their killer moves and their strongest moves.