Everyone was in disbelief that the Sword King, who was so mighty yesterday, was defeated like this. When they looked at Long Jing again, they felt like he was like a huge mountain, weighing down everyone's breath.
Zhang Lingxiao said calmly: "Calling all literary masters together to heal Mr. Wei at all costs."
The second match was brutal and a bit tragic. They still hoped that Wei Sanren could win. Wei Sanren represented light, while Long Jing represented darkness, but light could not defeat darkness every time.
Long Jing returned to Shuixie and had returned to his short stature.
Dugu Jian laughed loudly: "Okay, okay."
There is a sense of victory in the laughter.
Long Jing said: "Although he lost, he is a respectable opponent."
With the lingering shock still lingering, Governor Wu announced in a calm voice: "Five verticals win! Two young masters, Ji Zi's Ninth Column and Ji Zi's Twelfth Column, come on to compete!"
This time it was Leng Leng and Dugu Jian's turn.
Yu Wenming specifically asked in a low voice: "Brother Dugu, are you confident that you can defeat this person?" Although he was not very clear about Leng Leng's origins, he vaguely felt that he was a master.
Dugu Jian actually said: "Don't worry."
Last night he made a special trip to visit the sixth prince Qin Chuzhen and also met Leng Leng.
Leng Leng said something, as long as he could take one of his moves, Leng Leng would take the initiative to admit defeat.
Although Dugu Jian is not a great master, he is confident that it is not difficult to take a move from others.
Dugu Jian stepped on the water and floated on the lake. Facing his opponent who was full of Taoist immortality, he secretly said in his heart: "One move! One move! Just one move!"
"Come on!" Dugu Jian's voice was full of confidence.
Leng Leng raised his hand and pointed lightly in the air, and Dugu Jian suddenly fell down and sank into the water as if he had been struck by lightning.
Ye Jinghong stopped raising the glass for a moment, then drank it happily.
When Dugu Jian was fished out of the water, his face was still pale with lingering fear. At that moment, his heart felt as if someone had gently pulled it out of his body. He really couldn't describe the horror of that moment. He was still getting sick just thinking about it. Goosebumps.
Before anyone could react, Governor Wu had already announced loudly: "The Ninth Column wins, please invite the two young masters from the Jizi Fourteenth Column and Jizi Sixteenth Column to compete!"
In the end, Zhang Lingxiao won this battle.
At least, there are only four people left fighting for the title of Ji, Ye Jinghong, Long Jing, Leng Leng, and Zhang Lingxiao.
To be honest, Zhang Lingxiao's ability to reach this point is all due to the game. There are too many people who can defeat him.
Next is the Geng character competition.
The winner of Geng Zi's first and second games was quickly decided, and the winners were Nan Rong Yinfeng and Gu Xuan, who was dressed in simple black clothes.
Under Nan Rong Yinfeng's light, no one paid much attention to Gu Xuan's existence, and even regarded Gu Xuan as a relatively powerful abandoned character.
Only Lu Wenlin, who knew Gu Xuan's origins, knew whether Gu Xuan had abandoned his son.
Gu Xuan has been in seclusion for so long that no one in the world knows him, and they have also forgotten Gu Sanye, who was once the number one martial artist in Suzhou.
Soon it was the turn of Yu Wenming from the 10th column and Xie Fu from the 12th column.
This time, Xiuyun didn't say anything encouraging, as if he knew the outcome.
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Xiuyun, why don't you cheer me up?"
Xiuyun smiled: "Thank you, Master, be careful not to hurt yourself."
Don't hurt yourself. These words are nothing. They are not encouraging at all, but rather demoralizing.
Xie Fu and Yu Wenming stood on the water, smiling at each other.
Xie Fuxiao asked: "Master Yuwen, aren't you afraid?"
Yu Wenming thanked Fu with his finger and smiled proudly: "I want you to kneel down in front of everyone and beg for mercy."
Xie Fu said in surprise, "Master Yuwen is so sure!"
Yu Wenming proudly said loudly: "Let's do it, I'll give you ten moves first."
When these words came to everyone's ears, they were very curious. It was confusing for a while whether Mr. Yuwen was a top master or for other reasons.
Only Xiuyun felt very sad after hearing this, and the light in Xie Fu's eyes dimmed a bit.
Xie Fu was confused, his expression suddenly changed, and his body felt countless invisible ropes tightly binding him.
The air around him also became extremely heavy, as if he was breathing water instead of air.
People in martial arts rarely fight against people in literary circles. It can be said that most people in martial arts have no experience fighting against people in literary circles.
If others were in this situation, they would definitely panic and not know how to deal with it.
It's a pity that this time they hit the wall. If Xie Fu said that he could use Lingshan's mountain-suppressing technique, Xiaotian Lei Destroying God Mantra, he would immediately scare these secretly evil writers to death.
This was a big show in front of Guan Gong. Even Xie Fu could clearly feel the strength and weakness of this group of literary masters and their detailed number.
Since you like to do this, let me act with you.
Xie Fu pretended to be ignorant and exclaimed: "What's going on? Why does my body feel so heavy?"
Yu Wenming pretended to be a top expert and said proudly: "In front of me, you don't even have the ability to do anything."
With the huge disparity in cultivation, the weaker party really didn't even have the ability to take action under oppression.
Xie Fu could at least defeat Zeng Yu, and Yu Wenming's words immediately gave people an unfathomable feeling.
Yu Wenming said coldly: "If you don't take action yet, I don't want to waste time with you." He knew clearly that Xie Fu couldn't take action, but he deliberately humiliated him.
"Offended!"
Xie Fu seemed to be struggling and tried his best to punch Yu Wenming.
But his movements were too slow in the eyes of experts. When his punch landed in front of Yu Wenming, Yu Wenming turned sideways gracefully and elegantly, dodged Xie Fu's punch, and said loudly: "One move!"
Xie Fu punched again.
"two……"
Before Yu Wenming could say "move", he screamed in pain and received a heavy punch in the face.
what happened! Before Yu Wenming could react, Xie Fu punched him on the other side of the face again.
"Three moves, four moves, five moves...nine moves."
Xie Fu quickly finished the nine punches, and the punch landed on Yu Wenming's face. His handsome face instantly swelled into a pig's head.
Everyone was stunned. What was going on? It felt like it was not a competition between masters, but a fight between ordinary people. The master's demeanor shown by Yu Wenming just now became very ridiculous.
After Xie Fu punched nine times, he stopped and said, "There is one last move!"
Yu Wenming looked horrified: "You..." He wanted to ask what was going on, but he was also a little frightened.
Xie Fu responded to Yu Wenming with the last punch landing on his lower abdomen.
Yu Wenming had never tasted such pain in his life. The energy in the muscles and veins in his body was rushing around, the bones in his body were falling apart, and the muscles were so painful that they seemed to be torn off.
As soon as his legs became weak, he knelt down abruptly.
Xie Fu was considerate and quickly stepped forward to support him: "Master Yuwen, there is no need for this! I will stop."
This was clearly a gesture of begging for mercy. How could the dignified prince of Prince Yuwen be so humble? When everyone was stunned, Xie Fu said loudly: "Master Yuwen has given up!"
Although Yu Wenming was in pain, he was furious when he heard this. His hands were tightly held by Xie Fu, "I don't have it" but the three of them did not dare to say it.
It wasn't until this moment that he experienced the feeling of being coerced by others, and he had to obey no matter how humiliated he was.
Xie Fu helped Yu Wenming up like a humble gentleman, but he was greeted by Yu Wenming's hateful eyes. Xie Fu suddenly had an idea in his heart, and he didn't know what the effect would be if I used the emotional mantra on him.
In his heart, he silently recited the emotional mantra for Yu Wenming.
Yu Wenming suddenly trembled and looked like Fu Xie giving him a flirtatious look, "Actually, you are very handsome."
When Xie Fu saw this charming eye, he immediately got goosebumps all over his body. He felt that this charming eye was the most powerful and vicious weapon in the world.
After Yu Wenming gave Xie Fu a wink, he turned around and flew back to the water pavilion like a happy swallow, landing next to Dugu Jian.
Dugu Jian was in a complicated mood at the moment, and was not in the mood to comfort Yu Wenming who was defeated and embarrassed.
Yu Wenming said "Jian" tenderly, and kissed Dugu Jian painfully on the lips in full view of everyone.
Dugu Jian was immediately stunned by the kiss, while the others who saw this scene were so horrified that they forgot to speak out.
The entire Yin Chun Shui Pavilion was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and even the quiet breeze became so clear.
Dugu Jian felt that Yu Wenming's tongue actually... reacted immediately, pushed Yu Wenming away angrily, and roared: "You are crazy!"
Facing Dugu Jian's roar, Yu Wenming looked flattering and gentle, "I'm crazy, I've been crazy for a long time, I don't want to be sneaky anymore, you don't know how hard I think about you these days, Jian, I want to You, right now..."
Yu Wenming's look of begging for sex was like a needle pricking everyone's eyes.
If Yu Wenming is not crazy, the amount of information in this is too much.
How could Dugu Jian admit it? He angrily yelled, "Madman! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" After that, he turned around and left.
"Jian!" Yu Wenming chased after him heartbroken like an abandoned little lady.
No matter how frightening the battle was, Governor Wu remained calm from beginning to end, but this time, he was so stupid that he froze in place and did not announce the winner for a long time.
Xie Fu was secretly surprised. No wonder this emotional mantra was regarded as a false mantra and was forbidden to be learned.
If this emotional mantra were used on himself, I'm afraid he would be embarrassed in public.
It wasn't until someone fell into the water, and the sound of falling water was heard in the silence, that the shock in everyone's hearts was broken.
Dugu Jian still has a chance to make amends, but Yu Wenming is doomed unless he can kill everyone who saw this scene.
Governor Wu came to his senses and announced loudly: "The twelfth column wins, please...ahem...the two young masters from the 13th column of Jigengzi and the 15th column of Jizi come on to compete!"
As Lu Wenlin came on the stage, the little lady's voice of support gradually diluted the shock just now.
"Thank you, sir."
Xiuyun looked at Xie Fu with bright eyes again.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Xiuyun, I helped you win again."
Xiuyun was really excited, so excited that she threw herself into Xie Fu's arms like a swallow in the forest.
Xie Fu's chest felt very comfortable after being hit, and he said with a smile: "Xiuyun, your Mr. Lu is on the stage, and you haven't spoken out to support him."
"No, I only support you."
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