Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

"what--"

bang——

Ao Ran and the others were still looking at Jing Xiang at first, but within a few minutes they were attracted by Xia Wener. This person had only been on stage for a while, and his opponent had already been knocked down and had no resistance, and Xia Wener seemed to be He didn't even use a weapon, and directly beat the man away with his bare hands. The young man who was his opponent lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up.

Even Qian Qianbei's carefree temper remained silent for a long while, before he murmured: "This... this Mr. Xia looks easy to talk, why... he is so hard on him."

Apparently that Xia Wener also understood that he had slapped him cruelly, but he still smiled gracefully, with no trace of guilt on his face, and the white clothes were spotless, without a single wrinkle, "It was too much, next time I will definitely There will be some restraint."

Crowd: ...

I don't think you'll hold back at all.

Anyway, no matter whether he restrained himself or not, at least half of the people present definitely had lingering fears about him, and even silently prayed in their hearts not to run into him.

Xia Wener won a game, and walked off the stage slowly, Ao Ran and the others stopped paying attention to him, and shifted their eyes to Jing Xiang again, but only for a while, this little girl has completely gained the upper hand.

The young man who was fighting with her originally wanted to give in to her, but in the end it became more and more difficult, so he had to try his best, but his heart was cold. The beautiful girl in front of him was obviously stronger than him, not only had deep internal strength , the movement is also extremely fast, the short sword in her hand is used flexibly by her, her wrist is flying, leaving only afterimages in front of her eyes, he struggled to barely keep up, dodging attack after attack , After dozens of strokes, he was out of breath and his cheeks were wet with sweat.

The corner of Ao Ran's mouth twitched, "Xiangxiang is about to win."

Jing Zi nodded dispensably, "It would be strange if she didn't win."

Everyone in this competition ended faster than the previous group, and I don't know if everyone was too vigorous or because the difference in strength between the two was too great. Anyway, Xia Wener was the starting point, and people were beaten one after another. On the stage, Jing Xiang, as the fifth person to decide the winner, smiled and clasped fists at the young man who was knocked down by her, and rushed towards Jing Fan and the others cheerfully.

The young man was quite annoyed and embarrassed when he was defeated by a girl, but he was also disturbed by Jing Xiang's clear smile. He didn't know where the annoyance was crushed in his heart. If he loses, he loses. willingly.

Compared to Jing Xiang's happiness, Jing Zi was already gearing up excitedly, and it would be him in the next round, the two short swords in his hand twirled around and around, and his leg was shaking back and forth.

Ao Ran couldn't help kicking his legs, "Calm down, if this goes on, he hasn't even stepped on stage yet, his legs are shaking off."

Jing Zi twirled the dagger, "I can't wait."

Before Ao Ran complained, Jing Xiang rolled her eyes, "There is another one here."

Ao Ran turned her head, Qiangbei's fingers creaked, she grinned, her eyes shone like wolf cubs, Ao Ran was speechless for a while, forgetting that this kid was also in this scene.

Fortunately, the big man in front of the ring didn't have any ink marks, and he thumped the drum three times, "The third round begins! All young masters and ladies, please come on stage!"

As soon as the big man finished speaking, Qian Bei and Jing Zi rushed onto the stage with a bang, as if they had needles stuck in their buttocks, and stood firmly on the stage. Their opponents stepped onto the stage with a blank expression on their faces. The wolf-like eyes trembled in shock.

With the sound of the big man in front of the drum, Qian Bei rushed towards the opponent with one foot. His opponent was stimulated by his murderous aura, and his blood was inflated. The Jin family is well-known in mainland China for their boxing skills. Qian Bei's fist met the opponent's sharp sword, Qianbei's fist seemed to be plated with a thick layer of iron, and he had no fear of facing the opponent's blade, and the airflow wrapped around the fist even separated the opponent's sword.

The man was punched deeply by Qian Qian before he could even step back, and took several steps back before barely standing still.

The man rubbed his chest hit by the fist, "The Jin family's fist really lives up to its reputation."

Qian Bei was crazy on his own. When he heard that this person knew the Jin family's boxing skills, he was immediately overwhelmed with excitement, with an uncontrollable complacency on his face, and pretended to be modest, "It's okay, it's okay, you're welcome, brother."

The man seemed unable to stand his idiot look, rolled his eyes, raised his sword and stabbed at him without further ado, Qian Beisi didn't flinch, and punched him again, the force was three points heavier than before, Apparently, the other party didn't hold back this time either, fists and swords collided, and the intertwined murderous aura lifted the hair of the two of them, flying in the air, and both of them were forced to take a few steps back.

Qian Bei couldn't help but clenched his fist again, his white eyes gleaming in the sun, "You're not bad too! It's so enjoyable! Come again! Come again!"

The man was obviously a man of few words, so he answered him directly with actions. Compared with swords and fists, to be honest, the side behind Qian Qian said that weapons are one inch long and one inch stronger. Compared with the sharp blade, he is full of flaws all over his body, and he will be pierced with blood by the long sword just because of an accident.

However, common sense deduction is obviously not within the range of Qian Bei. This kid has strong fists and a lively body. The young man who fought against him is also quite good at swordsmanship. He greeted Qian Bei in different ways, but Qian Bei is like a monkey. , scuttling around, dodging really fast, his fists are strong, the sword cuts on his fists, just like cutting on a hard stone.

The young man cut more and more troublesome, and he was really annoyed, the sword light was so fast that it flashed one by one, Qian Bei was completely unafraid, he smiled like the sun in the summer, his teeth were so bright that they could shine, "Come on! Come on! Come on!"

Only then did the young man realize that this kid definitely still had some strength left, the young man couldn't help but get angry again, and fought against Qian Bei with all his strength. Seeing that he was serious, Qian Bei couldn't help but go all out. The surrounding onlookers exclaimed in shock.

The confrontation between the two ended with Qian Bei winning. After Qian Bei won, he stood on the stage, excitedly raised his hands and roared, while the opponent who was punched by him gritted his teeth and left with his sword raised.

Here Qian Bei's publicity attracted a group of people to watch, and Jing Fan over there was no exception. Compared with Qian Bei's yelling and wantonness, Jing Zi was quite quiet, but this kid's skills were not low-key at all. Turning the two swords upside down, the opponent has no strength to resist, and retreats steadily. In his hands, the opponent is like a little chicken who has no strength to fight back at all, and is played around.

There was a discussion under the stage.

"Which kid is this kid from the Jing family? Why is he so powerful?"

"I heard that it's not directly related, but only collateral."

"Subsidiary? True? False? A collateral is so powerful? Then how strong is this direct descendant?"

"I don't know, but I heard that this kid was promoted because of his talent."

"Oh, let me just say, how could the Jing family be so powerful? Do you think everyone is like this?"

Anyway, no matter what happened to the Jing family, Jing Zi crushed his opponent and conceded defeat amidst bursts of exclamations from the crowd. Since the beginning, no one has proposed to concede defeat. This is the first time that Jing Zi stood On the stage, seeing his opponent panting and looking like he was dying, he suddenly felt guilty, as if he had overdone it.

Jing Zi cupped his hands towards the man, "I'm sorry."

The man shivered when he saw him raise his hand.

Jing Zi touched his forehead, laughed awkwardly, and flew off the stage.

Seeing him coming down, Jing Xiang patted him on the shoulder, "You should restrain yourself a bit, and see how you scare him."

Jing Zi looked helpless, "I didn't do it on purpose, who would have thought that this kid is so weak, every time I stab him with the sword, he doesn't know how to block it, even if he dodges."

Jing Xiang: "It's reasonable for you to co-author."

Jing Zi shrugged, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Fengge, "Is there you next time?"

Yan Fengge nodded and hummed.

Jing Zi was crazier than his own vigor in the competition: "Brother Yan, you are also my half-master, you must win."

Ao Ran couldn't help but also slapped him: "Eat salty radish, don't worry about it."

Jing Zi: ...

It seems so.