Power Fantasy

Chapter 121
Apparently Qian Jingwu didn't expect the ash wood pipa to weigh a hundred catties.

I originally thought that Jin defeated wood, and there was no reason to lose when the sword met wood, but when the pipa came down, he was thrown to the ring, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

The outcome has been decided.Xuan Jingli waved his hands proudly to the crowd, and jumped off the ring lightly.

As for the gamble, because many people felt that Qian Jingwu looked strong but not dexterous, while Xuan Jingli was a little bloated, not to mention that the leg sword was better than dexterity and Qian Jingwu won the game. income.

In the audience, it was Yizhe's turn to play, and his opponent was Yan Dongfei from the Yanshan faction.

The name of the Yanshan School is just like its school, one wins in lightness kungfu as erratic as a swallow, and the other wins in its sword as fast as a swallow's agility, speaking of which it is very similar to Yizhe's martial arts foundation.

"Yan Dongfei was No.3 last year, you have to be careful." Chi Yuhong encouraged Yi Zhe, "However, I think you will win."

"Yan Dongfei won No.3 last year, why is the Yanshan faction ranked fourteenth among the sixteen sects?"

"Because except for Yan Dongfei, everyone else is in a mess, and the martial arts of the following sects were eliminated early. Their overall strength is too poor. And the kung fu of their leaders is really average."

It turns out that the Holy Fist School is exactly the opposite of the Yanshan School. The last time Zhao Shijun showed his formidable strength, he was registered by Bai Xiaosheng to the sixth position in the weapon spectrum, so he won the ninth position in Jiangbei, but Bai Xiaosheng felt that Zhao Shijun was relying on the heavenly armor, which showed that Zhao Shijun still had something to hide.

Yizhe looked at the odds of the game, he was 1 to 5, while Yan Dongfei was 1.2 to [-].

The gambler learned how to behave, and gave up using huge odds to attract people to bet. Yizhe walked over and put 1000 taels of silver under his name.

"Hey, please don't make trouble, contestants are not allowed to participate, so as not to cheat." The gambling game is not good for Yizhe.

"Why, can't you bet on yourself to win? Betting on yourself to win, I can only try to win as much as possible."

"That's not okay, rules are rules, this is a warning"

"Oh~ I see, you are afraid that I will lose, and say that you are blowing the whistle in order to embezzle my 1000 taels of silver"

"What are you talking about, our law enforcement has always been very disciplined, and Master Yuan himself is not partial when adjudicating."

"Hehe" Yizhe didn't want to pay any more attention to them, so he put away his money and prepared to go on stage.

Chi Yuhong took over the 1000 taels of silver, "I belong to the Xuan Yu League, so if I bet on brother Yi Zhe to win, it won't break the rules."

"This is naturally in line with the rules." The gambler happily accepted the money, his eyes seeming to laugh at a fool who came to give money.

He wanted to ask Chiyu Hongyan Dongfei if he had hidden weapons or poison poisoning, but he finally didn't ask.

Because I don't know anything about the other party or myself, if I ask, I will take advantage of the information. It is not necessary. If I want to win, I will win with fairness and glory. I just need to be more careful.

In fact, if Yan Dongfei had any weird combat skills, how could Chiyuhong not take the initiative to tell him.

Suddenly, a chill shot from a distance shot towards him through the air.

Yi Zhe looked around carefully, a sword stabbed obliquely from the air, and he didn't move, the sword was piercing two or three inches in front of the toe of his shoe.

It's not that it was missed, but that the person did it intentionally, because this position is the most convenient and convenient position for Yizhe to pull out the sword.

And that sword was the noodle show sword that he had lost a hundred chapters of.

Of course, it is still much stronger than the iron sword I hold in my hand now.

Looking around, it was Tian Zhen who was masked and barefoot.

His eyes were as calm as ever and there was no joy or sorrow.

Yizhe weighed Xiujian and sent it into the cabin.

In fact, whether it is a beautiful sword or an ordinary iron sword, after entering the small wooden house, it will lose part of its original characteristics.
So switching to Xiujian and entering the cabin will not give him any advantage.
So Zhao Shijun is unnecessary.

Yizhe thought in his heart, but Zhao Shijun is very scheming, so there must be deep meaning in doing so,

This is Zhao Shijun's acknowledgment that Tian is really a member of his sect, which is tantamount to admitting that it was Zhao Shijun's intention to chase and kill him in the first place.

Why?Before I had time to think about it, the cabin had already taken out the remodeled sword,

Yi Zhe weighed it, and sure enough, the weight was exactly the same. He also looked at the blade, which was soft and elastic, so he took the sword and walked onto the ring.

On the opposite side, Yan Dongfei was wearing a Tsing Yi with slits at the tail, like a tuxedo, elegant and not hindering movement.

But Yan Dongfei's sword is just an ordinary long sword inside, but the outside is exaggeratedly wrapped with the cold sword light made by Master Er Chi Wu, which is the same as a gold pin.

The audience chattered and chattered, "As expected of Yan Dongfei, he has superb internal strength at a young age, and he has developed a two-foot sword light. Look at that kid, he doesn't have any sword light at all. Before the weapon is connected, he will die!" up"

"The gold pin in the first round was a few years younger than Yan Dongfei, and it was also a two-foot sword light, but it happened to be a blind man. It's useless to put all this effort on the sword light."

"Hey, this Yan Dongfei is amazing. He was No.3 last year. In fact, I think he should be second. After losing to the first place in the semi-finals, he lost too much wear and tear. The second place is not him. opponent"

"That's it, he's so powerful, no wonder almost all bets are on him to win. Then the odds are 1:1.2, so the bet is about to lose."

"But this Yan Dongfei has a characteristic that he doesn't like to take advantage of others, and often lowers his skills, so he gave this odds, you see~" The talking man pointed to the stage.

I saw Yan Dongfei pointing the tip of his sword at 45 degrees to the ground and saying to Yizhe, "You don't have sword light, so I will only compete with you in sword moves."

Then he clamped the blade of the sword with the two fingers of his right hand, and swept it from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the blue cold sword light disappeared little by little along the path it wiped.

Yes, like Gui Jianxiang, he uses a left-handed sword.

If it was his own weapon, it would not be so troublesome to hide the sword glow.

"This is too confident, but who calls him Yan Dongfei, of course he has this strength"

"No wonder the odds are discounted. This also means that Yan Dongfei's sword is only three feet long, but that kid's sword is four feet long."

Yizhe thought to himself, the strength of this pretense is comparable to that of Jinpin. .

But for such an upright person, it is expected that there will be no hidden weapons.

Yan Dongfei swung his sword twice in the air, pulled a sword flower, and then said coldly, "My sword is 3 feet and 1 inch long, 4 inch wide, and weighs [-] catties. It is made of cold iron in the north."

Yi Zhe also drew a gourd in the same way, holding a sword flower, and swiping the two fingers of his left hand down from the hilt.

"What are you pretending to be, a kid who doesn't even have a sword light?" Everyone in the audience sneered.

Yizhe's fingers moved to three feet and one inch, and suddenly he snapped his two fingers, and the tip of the sword fell off with a click.

Then Yizhe said, "My sword is also three feet and one inch long, less than half an inch wide, and weighs two catties. I don't know how to make it."

(End of this chapter)