My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"Below Qingyu, challenge Xia Lin on the ninth page."

I sat on the chair and waited until I almost fell asleep, but suddenly I heard Fang Qingyu say that he was going to challenge me. When I looked up, I saw the same face smiling like the warm spring sun in front of me, but I could always learn from his face. Smile to see the frozen abyss.

What's the point of him challenging me?He is now on the same level as me, even if he beats me, he doesn't need to take my place.I looked at Xia Yu, and Xia Yu nodded to me, signaling for me to accept this challenge.

It makes sense. Fang Qingyu must know Xia Yu's thoughts. If he beats me, other people will find that I am not as strong as they imagined. They will also encourage other members to dare to challenge me and win me in the end. You can let me quit successfully, this move is really wonderful.

I stood up and followed Fang Qingyu to the yard.

This is the second time I have fought against someone since I played against Li Xingyun and Li Xingchuan more than ten years ago. It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous at all.Although I was destined to lose, I didn't want to lose too obviously or too ugly.

"Mr. Fang, please." I raised my hand and made a defensive gesture.

The audience sighed, saying that Page Nine deserves to be the Xia family, and they really wanted to give up the upper hand with arrogance.I lamented in my heart, it's really not that I deliberately pretended to let him attack first, it's just that I'm not good at learning, and I haven't practiced the attack style of the Nine Mountains Sword Art much after my father left.The group of people in the audience should be used to seeing Xia Yu's extraordinary offensive sword moves, but looking at my swordsmanship from the same school, they can see each other immediately, but it will embarrass my family.

"Since Yixi gave way first, I won't be polite." Fang Qingyu smiled, and took out another handful of silver needles from her sleeve.

At the critical moment, I was suddenly a little distracted. I was thinking, where does he usually hide the silver needles?Could it be that his clothes are full of silver needles, and his body is also full of silver needles tied with thread?I hate dense things the most, and I feel a chill just thinking about it.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu moved, and Ping Ping pushed it with his palm. The speed was not fast, and he didn't have much energy. The head was a backflip that opened the distance, and the sword didn't even meet his palm.

"it is good!"

"Hiding beautifully!"

"As expected of the boss' younger brother!"

I don't know why the people below are applauding my embarrassing turnaround.You don't have to open your eyes so blindly to flatter Xia Yu, do you?I was obviously just hiding back in fright.

"Not bad." Fang Qingyu actually said it was not bad. Is there something wrong with me?

"Come again." Fang Qingyu appeared to be a gentleman on the field. She was very polite before she made a move, and she would never strike ahead of time. This is of course good for me. I have a little time to prepare.

Fang Qingyu's second palm was faster than the first palm, and I also gathered my attention. Although his movements became faster, I can take this move.I met his palm and sent the sword out. If I used the sword, he would have to turn sideways and change the direction of the palm, and this move was thus opened.

Sure enough, he stepped aside half a step away, and his palm barely brushed against my sword. When I saw this, I immediately turned my wrist, and the sword changed from stabbing to slashing with my movement, and went towards Fang Qingyu's neck. Of course he would not Let me succeed, I quickly lowered my body to avoid the edge of the sword, but did not retreat, but made another effort from the bottom up. I changed my fist and attacked. My sword was too long to retract in time, so I had to raise my left hand to block it. This punch.

It's just that I raised my hand halfway, and suddenly saw a silver light flashing in his hand, and suddenly remembered that Fang Qingyu was not unarmed!He still holds a handful of silver needles in his hand!I hurriedly withdrew my sword and hand, turned back and dodged again, and was three steps away from him.

Fang Qingyu finally threw the silver needle out of his hand, I couldn't dodge it in time, I still stuck a few on my body, but because I rolled back, he also missed his aim, the silver needle didn't hit the acupuncture point, so it only hurt a little, I still Can move freely.

It's been two tricks, it should be almost the same, right?Can I lose?I don't really believe that Fang Qingyu's strength is limited to this. He should have reservations about me. It would be really difficult for him to defeat me while taking care of my face.

The third move was faster than the first two. I wanted to end the competition, so I took the initiative to attack, thinking that I would finish the fight quickly and go home.I held a sword flower, drew out the sword obliquely, and deliberately threw out several sword lights in the middle, I have done enough to save face, the most important thing in this kind of competition is that the moves are good-looking.

I used this stance, although many unnecessary movements were mixed in, but my strength was not lacking. Fang Qingyu saw that I used the offensive stance, but she didn't dodge it. With just a slight flick of a point, my sword bounced away, and he used his strength to get close to me. If he stabs me with a long needle in his backhand at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to dodge it.

Only then did I know that Fang Qingyu was originally good at turning defense into offense, and his own frontal strikes were not intimidating. He should be used to sealing his acupoints when others are not prepared, and to find holes in the opponent's attack!

I took a step back and immediately changed my defensive posture, drawing my sword horizontally in front of me to block. Fang Qingyu's long needle was hitting my sword. The silver needle caught in the gap was suddenly released, and the corresponding strength disappeared. My sword moved forward naturally, but his hand did not move away. I fell to the ground, as if I was really blown away.

I was dumbfounded.

Heaven and earth conscience, I didn't use much force at all, why did he suddenly lose his grip on the needle?

Didn't you want me to lose?What happened to him now?Did Xia Yu discuss it with Fang Qingyu?

I stared blankly at him sitting up with his left hand on the ground, his right hand was cut by my sword and was bleeding.I vaguely recalled the martial arts field ten years ago, Xia Yu blocked a sword for me in front of me, and his hand was injured and bled. Today, I participated in the martial arts competition for the second time, but I saw this scene again.

I looked down at my sword, and a bead of blood slowly slid along the blade from top to bottom, one inch, two inches, three inches, and finally approached the tip of the sword, and then fell to the ground.Without that drop of bright red, my sword is left with pure silver light.This is the first time that my sword is stained with blood. I have never felt the smear on my sword before, and it can also be described as "sensual".

The people around were the same as the spectators from various sects sitting under the stage that day. The voices of applause, concern, and discussion were all intertwined. It was so noisy that I couldn't hear anything clearly. Someone came to help Fang Qingyu, and he smiled. Thank you for saying that I am fine, etc. I think I should ask him how he is, but he is surrounded by people like Xia Yu who was held in his arms by his father that day. past.I can't say what it feels like, it seems a little scared, a little guilty, and it seems that it is neither, and I feel flustered with depression.

It wasn't until Xia Yu stepped forward and patted my shoulder that I was brought back to reality from the trance state just now. I only heard him say, "If no one challenges me, we'll be gone today."

It was only then that I realized that I was still holding the sword tightly in the center of the arena, and the people around had quieted down. Fang Qingyu treated the wound on her hand by herself, and returned to her usual smiling face.I think my complexion just now must have been ugly, I'm afraid it left a more difficult image for the heroes of Chapter 3.

It's over, how do I exit now?Once again I was in despair.