Erdan chuckled and said, "What do you think I can do? Go and see if Shao Xia is okay."
Hearing this, before Wang Qizhi could take action, Wu Anyi kicked this guy on the fat ass and said angrily: "You guys are really forgetful of loyalty. After you have a wife, you forget about your brothers."
Erdan rubbed his butt aggrievedly and said, "You guys are thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so you have nothing to worry about."
Wang Qizhi interrupted the two guys, "Let's go back and have a rest first. We will meet at my residence tomorrow to discuss what to do next."
Hearing this, Erdan quickly left the place and said as he ran, "Well, I'll go back first. We'll meet again tomorrow. We'll meet again tomorrow."
Several friends looked at the guy's leaving figure and shook their heads helplessly. This guy must have gone to find Lin Shaoxia, otherwise he wouldn't be so active.
After returning to their residence, Wang Qizhi and Qing'er said, "Sister Qing'er, I'm going back to the house to rest first. You should rest early too!"
Qing'er nodded and said, "I understand, Master."
As soon as Wang Qizhi closed the door and did it beside the bed, he spit out a mouthful of blood and murmured: "Mo Yu, this bastard, I let him do this on purpose. Who would have thought that this guy would be so ungrateful in the next competition?" We must take good care of him."
Wang Qizhi wanted to continue this duel to express his attitude to the General's Mansion, so he deliberately gave Mo Yu two moves. I, Sun Wuming, didn't want to hold on to this matter anymore. The two sides just muddle along, so let's forget it. Who knew that guy was like this? It seems that this matter is not so easy to solve.
He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, lay on the bed, and said to himself: "It seems that my thinking was too simple. There is no fuel-efficient lamp in the general's mansion."
Then he had a wry smile on his face. No matter what his status was, even if he was the son of General Zuo, in the eyes of a powerful kid like Mo Yu, he was just an ant. He could crush him to death whenever he wanted, but this ant actually bit him. How can I make him willing to take a bite of it?
In this world, it is too difficult for an ordinary person to survive. Wang Qizhi suddenly felt a little tired. He lay down and fell asleep like this. It was not until evening that Sister Qing'er called him to eat.
The next day, the other friends had arrived. They were sitting around in the yard. Wang Qizhi was the first to speak:
"Yan'er, An Yi, those two guys are at a higher level than you. Is it possible to defeat them?"
The brother and sister looked at each other and sighed helplessly. Yan'er said: "No matter what, they are all masters of the next generation. We really don't have the confidence to defeat them."
Wang Qizhi thought for a while and said: "I have seen the martial arts moves of these two people. Their sword skills are fierce and offensive, but their defense is extremely weak. So you two can only start from this weakness to see if you can break it." Their swordsmanship.”
"Having said that, the level of martial arts between the two of you is a level higher than that of the two of you. Besides, the best offense is the best defense. It is not easy to defeat them. If you really can't hold on, it's best to admit defeat. There are so many masters here, I believe they won’t do anything to you.”
Wu Anyi nodded, that's all it could do now.
Qing'er asked: "How are your injuries? Don't delay the next competition, right?"
Yan'er said gently: "Don't worry, Sister Qing'er, we are fine."
Next, everyone gathered together to discuss many countermeasures until late at night.
On the third day, there was still such a lively scene around the martial arts training ground. The surrounding stands were already filled with disciples. They were discussing the previous melee fiercely. What they were most interested in was the showdown between Wang Qizhi and Mo Yu.
These disciples were roughly divided into two groups. Some supported Mo Yu. They believed that this guy was a mid-level master and would always have a certain advantage in terms of internal strength.
As for the disciples who support Wang Qizhi, they think that after this kid forced his martial arts realm to reach the upper level, he fought with Mo Yu for an hour without a win or loss. Coincidentally, he didn't use his trump card in his stance, so he would definitely win.
The two waves of people argued endlessly over this matter. If Jiang Yiyi had not led the organization in time, there would have been a large-scale group fight. The leading disciple was also severely punished, and the matter calmed down.
It can be seen that today's competition is extremely important to Wang Qizhi. If he loses, he will plummet in the hearts of all his disciples. From now on, he will become a street rat in Wumeng Mountain. Don't even think about staying here anymore, so this duel, He can only win and not lose.
Today, the eunuch Hu Tianhua did not come with him. He has already figured out the situation in Wumeng Mountain. He is a busy man and has no reason to stay here and waste time.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out and landed on the martial arts training ground as lightly as a goose feather. He looked at Wang Qizhi on the high platform and shouted: "Sun Wuming, do you dare to come out and fight me?" ?”
Wang Qizhi looked at the figure coldly, murderous aura emanating from his body unconsciously. He had already developed murderous intentions for this guy, and today's battle would definitely leave him unable to eat anything.
After he stood up slowly, his body moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the martial arts field. The two protagonists had already appeared, and all the disciples immediately became excited and cheered non-stop on the field.
Mo Yu looked at the enemy in front of him and sneered: "Boy, as I said before, either you or I will die in our family."
Wang Qizhi's face was terrifyingly gloomy, "That's exactly what I meant."
As soon as the words fell, the auras of the two of them changed instantly. Their martial arts realm increased to the upper level at the same time. The long swords came out of their bodies together and stabbed each other at extremely fast speeds. A surprising scene appeared. The sword tips of both sides They actually collided together, and the two powerful internal forces caused bursts of explosions around them, blasting large craters into the ground.
The two were in a stalemate for a while, but no one could gain the upper hand. It was not an option to remain in such a stalemate. They withdrew back in unison, and then rushed towards each other.
The swordsmanship of both sides is famous for its speed, so the movements are like thunder, which is dazzling. Even the bodies are left with afterimages. Every collision of the long swords will set off a powerful wave of internal energy, causing the surroundings to be dazzled. The gravel turned into powder.
The two of them fought from the ground to the sky, from the sky to the ground again, from morning to noon, and again from noon to dark. There was still no winner, as if there was no end, and the eyelids of everyone present were trembling. , all the disciples are also very curious, don't these two guys have thunder time?
