Xiuwu Niang on Douluo Continent

"Although it is not the behavior of a man to bully a woman, but since you have joined the fight, I will not show mercy." Meng Changqing looked at Su Xiu and said.

Su Xiu nodded: "Please enlighten me."

The so-called fighting skills are fighting without using martial souls or soul power. The competition is carried out according to the common sense of soul masters, that is, without letting the opponent be harmed.

Meng Changqing is not a fool, nor does he not understand that now forming a team has become a reality. Faced with hunting soul beasts and life and death, if he still gets along with the people in the team like this, it will definitely not work.

Since someone has stepped down, he will naturally integrate into the group.

Although with his male strength and physique, even if he could win against a slender girl like Su Xiu, Yixuan said that the girl was better than him in this aspect, then he really wanted to see it and be valued by his parents. He didn't even hesitate to ask him to marry how capable the girl was.

When Su Xiu saw Meng Changqing's eyes, she was probably waiting for her to attack first, so the girl was naturally not polite.

At this moment, everyone was on a flat ground in the open air, lighting up firefly camping lamps, looking up at the bright moon, and looking around at the turf with a radius of ten miles. The cool night breeze stirred the grass shavings.

Su Xiu's attack was already approaching. When her hand touched the young Kang's body, the girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and the Xuantian Kung started quietly. After all, with such a body, without the help of soul power, she was probably unable to compete. She did not deny that this was cheating. .

Meng Changqing leaned back, trying to catch him, but found that the opponent had already squatted down, and the attack landed on his legs.

So fast! This was Meng Changqing's first reaction. Before he could raise his leg and retreat, Su Xiu wrapped herself around his right leg like a loach. The joints tingled and her body was knocked down by her.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he grabbed Su Xiu's shoulder with one hand and pushed it down. With one hand on the ground, he supported his body with one hand and completed a sideways kick, heading straight for Su Xiu's head.

While Su Xiu blocked the leg attack with both hands, her body was already pushed to the ground by the young man. Looking at the opponent's movements, Meng Changqing probably wanted to use this to supplement the attack with his crutch. Since he could see through the opponent's attack trajectory, he naturally couldn't let his wish come true. .

Just as Meng Changqing's arm supporting his body bounced up, the girl's legs that were originally on his right leg had already wrapped around his waist.

Driven by the girl's slender waist, the upper body that originally needed to roll to distance was pressed together again. Not only that, Su Xiu's body actually completed the backward pressure, and her back fell on her legs. The whole body was like a rubber band. Difficult folding position.

Su Xiu stretched out her hands and landed on Meng Changqing's neck without any surprise.

The young man was shocked: What kind of flexibility is this! However, he suddenly felt that there was no use in having only flexibility. If he could control him but had no strength to attack, it would indirectly mean that he was invincible.

Almost as soon as Meng Changqing had this thought, the girl used her hands on his neck as support and loosened her legs from around his waist. Her lower body instantly completed a 180-degree turn and landed on the young man's chest like a rubber band trying to return to its original shape. In front of his head, the girl's posture changed into an N-shape above his head.

When their eyes met, the girl's eyes were particularly peaceful, and people couldn't help but stare at them. Her black hair fell on Meng Changqing's chest and on both sides of her head. Her delicate face seemed to be smiling at this moment. Human eyeball.

The black hair brushed across the young man's resolute face, free from the life and death struggle, and the breath of sweat left by frequent battles was pungent and impressive.

This is the unique smell of warriors, a smell worthy of respect. Even so, there is actually a girl's sweet body fragrance interspersed in it, like a delicate flower bud planted on a barren mountain top with dry pine trees. On it, people want to pick it up, play with it and appreciate it.

The skin on his neck came into contact with the skin on Su Xiu's palm, a hot and soft touch. It was like being burned on a hot bed while drinking ice water.

In these short two breaths, Meng Changqing's eyes and mind were filled with this girl. When he regained consciousness in the third breath and was about to start a counterattack, he could only feel that his body had lost gravity. The hand on his neck actually exploded with strength that this slender body should not have, and he was thrown away while pulling him up.

The young man put his hands on the ground, turned over and jumped up. The strange eyes stared at the girl closely, and kept asking in her heart: How is this possible! How could someone have such strength? Could it be innate divine power?

"I'm sorry I can't tell you why I have such strength. I can only say that this is not innate, nor is it a fighting skill in the conventional sense." Su Xiu seemed to understand Meng Changqing's thoughts and said.

Meng Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. This time it was him who took the lead in attacking. His huge fist brought strong wind and struck out without reservation.

In the fist fight between the two men, Meng Changqing's attacks became more and more fierce, with the momentum of opening and closing, and the domineering power of swallowing up mountains and rivers; Su Xiu seemed soft and flexible, changeable and full of tricks, and at first glance she seemed to be at a disadvantage. However, she closely adheres to this unloading force and controls the balance and rhythm of attacks between the two. In short, the dominance of the battle is always in her hands.

Very suddenly, Meng Changqing's soul power was instinctively mobilized during the fight. At the same time as the soul ring appeared, the martial soul completed the possession of the white tiger. The moment the tiger claw popped out, the young man suddenly realized that he had actually used the martial soul, but the sharp The tiger's claws had already struck her head, and Meng Changqing, who was not hasty in holding back her strength, felt unprecedented regret and panic: What should she do if she was injured?

In fact, Su Xiu can still understand the situation of Meng Changqing's martial spirit possession. After all, such a high-intensity fight aroused the opponent's fighting spirit, ignited the flames of war, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the pleasure of the battlefield. Being in the soul master's instinct, he would naturally Mobilize soul power and summon martial spirits. So she was well prepared.

Just when she caught the fluctuation of soul power around Meng Changqing, she was already preparing to take out the iron sword from the moon spirit ring. When the tiger claw popped out without any warning, the iron sword appeared horizontally.

Su Xiu was knocked back by this claw, and the iron sword in her hand shattered on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Meng Changqing quickly collected his martial spirit and stepped forward.

Su Xiu threw away the iron sword in her hand, stood up and said with a smile, "It's okay, but you lost."

Meng Changqing's hand that he wanted to support froze in mid-air. After snorting, he crossed his arms and said, "If you lose, you lose. There is no man who can't afford to lose." After that, he walked to Yixuan and sat down, and said loudly: "Remember Ha, I’m looking for a soul beast more powerful than the Three-Eyed Howling Tiger. If you can’t find it, you won’t be allowed to leave.”

These words were obviously meant for Chu Muge, so he stood up and said: "With our Canglan team escorting you and providing one-stop service, we guarantee that you will be satisfied." He crossed Yixuan and sat next to Meng Changqing in a familiar manner, and they put their arms around each other. At the same time, he stuffed him with some dry food and a water bag and said, "Don't worry. In fact, I also lost to that hedgehog. Don't look at her like that. Martial arts are really incompetent, so just be normal."

Meng Changqing took the water bag and made a gesture, and his favorable impression of Chu Muge instantly increased. He looked at the other people and said, "Although you all know me already, but now let's start again. My name is Meng Changqing, I am 19 years old, and I have a martial spirit white tiger. I am a level intermediate battle soul master. I will be grateful to you for taking care of me in the days to come."