Chapter 111 Male version of Uzhina

Style: Heros Author: Liren TingxueWords: 3220Update Time: 24/01/18 10:49:19
I wonder if Wu Qiuer usually plays like this, or was Zhao Wenxuan angry today? In short, Shao Xi felt that he was simply playing hooligan and was definitely chasing a lost dog.

Zhao Wenxuan had a hard time slowing down the speed of the iron ball, but it was accelerated by Wu Qiuer's kick. Fortunately, the iron ball stopped in the air for a moment, giving Zhao Wenxuan some time to react. .

Seeing that the method of controlling the iron ball with cyclone was not working, Zhao Wenxuan simply put the sword across his chest, holding the hilt in his right hand, pushing the sword body with his left hand, using the sea of ​​qi to push the sword forward, barely forming a half arc in front of him. shaped air wall. I can't forget to say, "If we have different paths, we should not work together."

Looking at Zhao Wenxuan's posture and the words he said, Shao Xi knew that he had lost this battle.

Whether it is a sword or a gun or a stick, once such a long weapon is held horizontally, it will be in a defensive state. The two sides should be fighting each other's offense and defense. Generally, even if they are defending, they will find ways to switch from defense to offense. Holding weapons horizontally is basically equivalent to giving up offense and focusing on defense.

If the fight reaches this level, defeat will be a matter of time.

Moreover, he muttered this sentence, which was obviously used to escape.

Wu Qiu'er's kick was filled with vitality. Not only did the iron ball speed up, but the energy it carried also strengthened. It hit the wall of energy in front of Zhao Wenxuan like a cannonball, sending out a There was a loud "bang" sound.

Zhao Wenxuan was already showing signs of decline, and coupled with the hasty response at this time, the wall of air in front of him was instantly broken by the iron ball, and the iron ball filled with strong vitality directly hit the ink stick lying on his chest. On top of the Shanwu Golden Sword.

With the sound of metal hitting "dang", Zhao Wenxuan flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Because the force of this blow was so great, Zhao Wenxuan had completely lost the ability to control his posture in the air and looked very embarrassed. If he fell to the ground at this time, he might be seriously injured.

In fact, Zhao Wenxuan had already suffered some internal injuries at this time. Fortunately, in a hurry, he used his last bit of energy to form a wall of energy to buffer himself. Otherwise, he would have probably vomited blood and been seriously injured. Comatose.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this battle has been decided, and Wu Qiuer has won three victories in three battles. Logically speaking, this matter should have ended here, but I don’t know if it was because Wu Qiuer was getting excited, or because Zhao Wenxuan had just used his superior body skills to dodge and attack around him, making him mistakenly think that he was attacking him. In short, Wu Qiu'er looked very manic at this time and had no intention of letting it go.

Shao Xi turned to look at Wu Qiu'er, and saw that Wu Qiu'er's eyes were red at this time, and his face was even a little ferocious. Compared with before, he was completely different. He seemed to be in some kind of emotional explosion. No wonder Nan Zhao The envoy will chain him up. It turns out that this guy is so emotionally unstable!

Seeing that Zhao Wenxuan had already flown out, Wu Qiu'er hurried forward a few steps, swung the hammer in his hand and slammed it down to the ground.

I saw something I had never seen in today's competition. The largest air blade broke through the ground along the ground and struck straight at Zhao Wenxuan, leaving a deep ditch on the ground wherever it passed.

At this moment, Zhao Wenxuan was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. After he completely lost his posture in the air, he could not make any defense at all. Wu Qiuer seemed to be trying his best. No matter how he looked at it, Shao Xi felt that things were different. Wonderful, Wu Qiu'er is a killer and wants to destroy Zhao Wenxuan directly.

This is just a competition, not a battle to kill the enemy. It should be done until the end. What's more, Xiao Changyi had already said before that both sides should not hurt anyone's life during the competition, otherwise they would be severely punished.

But looking at the situation in front of us, things seem to be getting out of control. At this moment, Wu Qiu'er's mood was so unstable that of course he would not remember the rules of the competition that were discussed before. If he was allowed to hit Zhao Wenxuan with this blow, trouble would definitely occur.

Regardless of whether the Holy Spirit is to blame or not, the group of military ministers who were sitting on the sidelines watching the battle had to jump out first. The general's family has been fighting for the country all year round, and there are only a few men in the family. If their children lose their lives on the school's martial arts field, it would be strange if these old guys don't come up and fight for their lives. Then there won't be chaos by then?

At this point, Shao Xi didn't have time to think too much and jumped out. Before the iron ball hit Zhao Wenxuan, Shao Xi held Zhao Wenxuan in the air, followed by running the sea of ​​​​qi to quickly and fully release his energy, and a solid air shield protected Shao Xi and Zhao Wenxuan. .

boom……

Not to mention Shao Xi and Zhao Wenxuan who were within the air shield, even the people sitting in the distance watching the battle were so shocked by the huge sound that they couldn't help but cover their ears. It can be seen that Wu Qiu'er's air blade and Shao Xi's air shield How violent the collision was.

The air blade and the air shield canceled each other out and disappeared at the same time, but the aftermath of the collision of the two energy sent the dust around the three people in the field flying everywhere, like a strong wind.

As soon as Shao Xi helped Zhao Wenxuan land smoothly, before he had time to care about Zhao Wenxuan's injury, Wu Qiu'er rushed over reluctantly, shook the hammer in his hand, and hit Shao Xi and Zhao Wenxuan. .

Shao Xi couldn't help but cursed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Are you done yet? The winner has been decided and it's not over yet. Is this some kind of stimulation? Or is it just a bad brain?"

He was too lazy to talk nonsense. To be precise, he didn't have the chance to let Shao Xi talk nonsense. Just when the iron ball was about to hit the two of them, Shao Xi raised his foot and kicked the iron ball back just like Wu Qiu'er did before. Wu Qiu'er was unprepared, and the iron ball suddenly flew back and crashed directly into his arms.

This kick was also energetic. When the iron ball hit Wu Qiu'er's arms, Wu Qiu'er hugged the iron ball and stepped back a few steps, then sat down on his butt. on the ground.

I wonder if it was the impact of this moment that made Wu Qiuer wake up? I saw him sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, holding the big iron ball. He looked at the iron ball in his arms with a look of surprise and disbelief. He raised his hand to touch his bald head, and then looked up at Shao who was not far away. Xi and Zhao Wenxuan didn't seem to remember what had just happened, and they seemed confused about sitting on the ground holding the iron ball.

Shao Xi shook his head helplessly and curled his lips. Does this guy have intermittent amnesia? What you just did now feels baffling to you? But since he is already honest, there is no need to pay attention to him for the time being. Let's see how Zhao Wenxuan's injury is.

"Are you okay?"

When Zhao Wenxuan heard Shao Xi's concerned question, there was no expression on his face. He just shook his head gently. The pale color on his face was much heavier than when he came on the stage.

"Thanks."

There was no unnecessary nonsense. After thanking Shao Xi, Zhao Wenxuan held the Moshan Purple Gold Sword in his hand and slowly left the venue with his other hand covering his chest and returned to the crowd.

Looking at Zhao Wenxuan's leaving figure, Shao Xi sighed in his heart: "He is really an introvert. He comes and leaves quietly. He can really pretend that nothing happened."

Looking back at Wu Qiu'er, who was still sitting on the ground holding the iron ball, Shao Xi shook his head again, finally finishing the game. Didn't the Holy One just say that after three games, no matter who wins or loses, dinner will be served, so why don't you hurry up?

Shao Xi didn't care at all who won or lost, he just looked forward to returning to Linde Hall for dinner as soon as possible. I didn't even drink any porridge when I came this morning. I had a big fight with someone before, which quite consumed my energy. I felt hungry now.

It’s still the old saying: The world is big and the food is the biggest thing.

Just when Shao Xi turned around and was about to leave the field, he was unexpectedly stopped by Wu Qiu'er.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to fight you."

When Shao Xi heard this, he thought to himself, "What? You want to fight me? You've fought three times and you haven't had enough? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Not in the mood to fool around with him here at all, Shao Xi glanced at him, turned around and left again. Unexpectedly, this guy was so anxious that he threw the big iron ball on the ground and stood up with a bang.

"Don't leave! I'm going to fight you!"

It seemed that this guy was really anxious. After getting up, he walked directly towards Shao Xi. The iron ball behind him was rolled around by him, but he seemed to have no feeling at all.

Shao Xi said to Wu Qiu'er who walked up to him: "What are you playing for? You've already played three games. Go back and have dinner. I'm hungry!"

"No, you are better than the three of them. I want to fight you."

This fat man who had never spoken much suddenly started talking more when facing Shao Xi, and he seemed to have a particularly strong desire to compete with Shao Xi. Could it be that he was really a martial arts fanatic?

"Can we stop making trouble? The Holy Father has just spoken. After three games, no matter who wins or loses, we will go back to Linde Hall for dinner. Don't affect my eating, okay? You are not hungry, but I am still hungry!"

"I don't care, I just want to fight you. If you don't fight me, I won't let you leave here today."

Shao Xi immediately became anxious, "I said you are being unreasonable? We have agreed to fight three times, and you have finished fighting. I don't want to challenge you, why are you holding on to me?"

"You said three games, I didn't! You didn't challenge me, now I want to challenge you."

In an instant, one head is as big as two. No! It's one head and three big ones. Why is this kind of nonsense and unreasonable energy so familiar? Shao Xi felt a sense of déjà vu at this moment.

"I don't have time to mess around with you here. I have to go to dinner. You can find someone else!"

"No, you can't go to dinner without fighting me."

"You care about me! Do you still care whether I eat or not? I won't fight with you."

Shao Xi rolled his eyes in anger at him.

"I don't care. If you don't fight me, I won't let you eat."

"Holy shit! I won't fight you today."

"I'm going to fight you today."

"Follow whoever you like, and I won't fight you."

"I'm not looking for anyone, I'm going to fight you."

"No fight, no fight."

"beat……"

For a moment, Shao Xi was stunned. He knew what that familiar feeling was.

Isn't this the male version of Uzhina? It’s also an enlarged version!