Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Fighting between girls has always been something worthy of attention. A fight between two beautiful girls is a pleasing thing to watch. The fight between the two attracts no fewer spectators than Luo Qi's fight.

A group of obscene or not obscene young people full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm, staring at the two graceful and charming little fairies on the stage like wolves, as if they were driving two 250 watt lamps. The incandescent headlights were bright and frightening.

Fortunately, both of them had good psychological qualities on stage, so they were not affected by the piercing gaze at all, and only regarded them as wooden stakes that wanted to blossom and bear fruit—a dead thing.

"Since Miss Langcha doesn't carry a weapon herself, don't blame me for bullying unarmed people."

Langcha's red lips moved, and she smiled casually, looking indifferent, Li Ningwan was so angry that she gritted her teeth resentfully.

As expected of a woman who wants to stand next to the protagonist, this aura strengthens Li Ningwan, not at 01:30, she can't see it on weekdays, she just thinks it's a charming rose with thorns, but at this critical moment it is With thorns of roses.

Li Ning flicked the whip casually, and there was a fierce and harsh sound that shook the eardrums. All the "wooden stakes" in the audience were all excited, trembling and excited.

The whip hit Lang Cha's white and tender face straight, and there was a gasp from the audience. If it was hit, that beautiful face would be bruised. If you can't pick it up, the only way out is to dodge. This menacing whip, wherever it rubs, will inevitably be a bloody wound.

Jing Xiang couldn't help clenching her fists, she didn't like Langcha, but she still didn't want to see a girl being whipped on the spot, "Why is this Langcha just standing still, hurry up and hide. "

She is not the only one who thinks this way, but all the gentlemen in the audience who are sympathetic to the fragrance and jade are also very worried, saying "Lady Langcha, get away quickly", but this is afraid of offending Miss Li Ningwan, all lovers He was very entangled, afraid that he would hurt the hearts of the two beauties by talking too much, so in a dilemma, everyone felt that being passionate was not a good thing, and it was difficult for the two beauties to be implicated by him and suffer some grievances.

No matter how the love saints try to make up their own polygamous love, Lang Cha is still as stable as Mount Tai standing on the stage, unmoved at all, when everyone thinks that the whip is about to be thrown on her face, when everyone thinks When she was stupefied, Lang Cha quickly made a move, holding the tail of the whip firmly, holding the whip within a millimeter of her face, and the fierce wind driven by the whip hit her beautiful hair and flew in the air.

The crowd gasped, and exclamations came and went.

Catch the whip with bare hands!

"This girl is dying, can't she see the hooks on the whip?!"

"It's a pity that the beautiful hand is gone, I'm afraid it will be bloody!"

"It's better for beauties to stay at home and be protected. They can't do this kind of beating and killing."

Everyone trembled and couldn't bear to see the bright red blood flow out of Lang Cha's slender hand, but after a long while, that hand held the whip firmly without a trace of blood dripping from it.

Li Ning's eyes are full of disbelief. She knows her own whip better than others. The hooks on it seem small, but they are made of high-quality black iron, which is extremely sharp. The bloody cut, but Langcha obviously didn't feel any discomfort in his hand.

Of course, it's not ruled out that she just held it lightly, but Li Ningwan couldn't pull the whip out of Lang Cha's hand with all her strength.

Jing Zi opened his eyes, and his voice was full of doubts, "What do you see in her hand?"

Ao Ran and the others also noticed that there was a thin layer of white mist dimly wrapped around that slender hand, which could hardly be seen, as if a gust of wind could blow it away and disappear in the in the air.

But that layer of shallow white mist was blown by countless fine winds, and it still lingered, as if Lang Cha's hand had some attraction, it kept lingering and reluctant to leave.

Qian Beizhi on the side looked left and right with his neck bent, "What! What! What did you see?"

Jing Xiang didn't wait for Jing Zi to speak before continuing, "It's a very shallow cloud of white mist, look carefully."

Not only Qian Bei, but also Jiang Xiu, who had been pretending to be deep, and other people around stared and observed carefully. After a while, Qian Bei exclaimed, "Really! But it's so calm, your eyes are so good!"

There was doubt in Jiang Xiu's eyes, "Could it be that white mist protecting her hands?"

Qian Bei Sha nodded in a serious manner, "Ninety-nine are close to ten."

Gao Chengyu on the side looked surprised, "What kind of kung fu is this, why have I never heard of it?"

Ao Ran sighed inwardly, you have heard about the problem, okay?This is the martial arts secret book that stirred up a bloody storm in the mainland. Those who practice it can kill all directions and thousands of people.

It seems that this plot is also on the agenda, it seems that the Tang family does not plan to recharge their batteries!

I don't know how much chance they have in the face of such a behemoth who doesn't know the depth?

Protagonist, I don't know what level it is now?

Jiang Xiu looked at the light white mist, and said in a solemn tone, "Brother Jin, can you just grab Miss Li's whip with your bare hands?"

Qian Bei scratched her head, "It should be possible. Miss Li doesn't seem to be very strong, so I should be fine if I grab her whip."

The Jin family boxing technique can block sharp blades, and the Jin family's fists and palms are as hard as iron. Li Ning's thorny whip should be suppressed even if it meets Qian Qian.

Everyone in Jiangxiu breathed a sigh of relief. There are all kinds of kung fu in this world. Since there is a Jin family who is not afraid of weapons, who said there can't be a second one?

But the shallow and almost invisible white mist really has to make people worry about it.

Under the stage, there are masters like Luo Qi watching the doorway, who are sweating all over, and there are also a group of rookies who only know how to look at beautiful women, and their hearts are full of spring.

However, Li Ning was the one who was most anxious. The whip that could not be pulled out let her know that in terms of strength, she was no match for Lang Cha.

The original advantage of her whip is that others can't catch it, can't bear it, because of this reason, most of the people who are stronger than her can't get close to her. No matter how flawless the weapon is, it is probably easy to break through.

Now there is a "catch" opponent, which is really annoying.

Lang Cha was also not attached, and after Li Ning grabbed a few strokes, he let go of the whip in my hand.

Li Ning stared at her palm resolutely, she was really unscathed, she couldn't help but feel frustrated, but her eyes became a bit more murderous, and her momentum rose a lot, she didn't believe that she could "catch" and "bear" .

The strength of Li Ning's whip is more than twice as strong as before. The whip is not like a sword. It is very soft and difficult to manipulate, but if it is used skillfully, it is very flexible and will catch the opponent by surprise.

Li Ning hit Lang Cha's slender waist with this whip, the whip passed by, and the wind whistled, this blow was hard to reach out, Lang Cha straight backed up, Li Ning Wan did not give up, and performed lightness kung fu, Quickly approaching Langcha, shaking his wrist, the whip that shone with dots of cold light instantly changed its trajectory, and once again struck towards Langcha's waist, full of murderous aura.

This time I was caught off guard, it was really hard to hide, but I tried my best to back away, there was still hope, but Lang Cha walked slowly, as if wandering around, completely unaware of the danger coming, which made Li Ningwan's hands tremble suddenly, The group of unrestrained wooden stakes under the martial arts stage were even more worried, looking at the two beauties on the stage with worried faces.

From the beginning, Jing Fengguo saw that there are many young people in the audience that he admires very much. Their skills and kung fu are rare in the world, but Jing Fengguo has always been proud of himself. These talented young people It was all within his tolerance range, and there was nothing that surprised him so much that he couldn't help but stand up.

Compared with Jing Fengguo, who maintains his own identity, other people are still close to the world. Luo Qi, Xu Rongqi, Yan Fengge, including Qian Bei, Jiang Xiu and others, every time they come out, let them lament that the waves behind the Yangtze River will push the waves ahead, and the future will be The world of young people is over, and it's time for these old people to leave.

"Snapped--"

The whip hit Lang Cha's waist deeply, and the heavy muffled sound made everyone silent. Li Ning pulled back the whip and stepped back, hitting the hit, making the corner of her mouth uncontrollably evoked a slight smile, She knew the strength she used, even Luo Qi and others, she was confident that this blow would definitely break their ribs, not to mention Langcha, a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh.

Xia Wener has now developed the habit of looking at the faces of Xu Rongqi and Tang Deluo in everything. During the milliseconds when the whip hit Lang Cha, his eyes could not help turning to these two people—there was no change at all, both of them were like that. A calm expression, without any panic or worry, but this expression made Xia Wen'er's heart sink a bit more?

What kind of monster is the Tang family?

The elders on the high platform are also mortals, exclaiming and curious as much as the group of young boys below the stage, Jing Fengzhuo's white beard was about to stand up, and he said anxiously, "Little girl, what happened at the critical moment?" I don't know how to hide, this whip, this, this is something she can bear!"

Jing Fengguo frowned, didn't answer, and wasn't thinking about anything, but his eyes never left the scene of Langcha.

Before Li Ningwan touched the ground on her toes, her heart felt cold. Even a fool could see that Lang Cha was not affected at all by the whip. I felt that my whip was a joke.

"what!"

"Not affected at all!"

"I clearly saw that I was beaten."

Qian Bei, the heartless one, also murmured dumbly: "I thought Miss Langcha, like me, practiced palm and boxing techniques, but I didn't expect her to practice the Vajra Mask. All unscathed!"

Ao Ran: ...

Is there a vajra shield in this world?