Seeing Xili jump off the ring cleanly, Ye Qing's expression became even weirder.
I originally made up my mind to decide the outcome with my fists, but I didn't expect that in the end I would rely on my words to evade the enemy.
Why is there such a strong sense of frustration?
Ye Qing shook his head and stuffed Qianye Liubi back into his collar. The three pairs of light wings behind him quickly curled up and shrank, and finally disappeared into nothing.
Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess, who stepped onto the ground again, looked around, then looked at the referee in the distance: "Can you confirm that I am the champion?"
The referee was troubled by the large number of forfeited games in this Lanliu Tournament. However, when Ye Qing spoke, he reluctantly nodded: "Yes, you are the champion. There will be an award ceremony later."
"That's it." Ye Qing smiled, then shook his head: "No need for that yet."
Saying this, she raised her right hand high and spoke loudly: "Ge Qing, the women's free martial arts champion of this year's Lanliu Association, applies for arbitration duel."
Her rumbling voice shook the entire venue.
Late Xia Friends Club looked like they had finally arrived. Of course, some people looked at Mo Xiaojing teasingly. Ao Xuehua's absence also provided enough safety guarantee for such teasing.
The last time these two proposed an arbitration duel, they ended up falling in love and passionately together a year after the fight.
On the other side of the venue, Ge Sheng's voice came from afar, calm but firm: "Ge Sheng, the women's free martial arts champion of Lanliu Club, accepts the arbitration duel."
Christie looked at Ye Qing on the court with an increasingly interesting expression. She smiled and said, "They are indeed brother and sister."
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Arbitration duels are an unwritten practice of the Lanliu Association. They can only be held in the most valuable event of men's and women's free martial arts to determine the true strongest of the session.
But although this convention exists, not many people actually implement it. Unless both parties have made an agreement in advance, few people will accept this kind of unplanned duel. It is not only extremely risky, but also has little benefit.
Generally speaking, men have a slight advantage in arbitration duels, but once they fail, the shameful label of losing to a woman will inevitably accompany them throughout their lives. Therefore, even though in every Lan Liu meeting, the Fei Xin Gym will announce whether it will happen this time. Arbitration duel is the biggest selling point, but almost every time, we inevitably end up disappointed.
In the Lanliu Club in the past ten years, only last year Mo Xiaojing and Ao Xuehua had an arbitration duel, which ended with Mo Xiaojing being beaten up.
However, due to the well-known facts, if these two fight again this year, it is very likely that Ao Xuehua will be beaten to the ground.
Regarding arbitration duels, every Lanliu meeting has corresponding plans, and this is especially true for this Lanliu meeting led by Christie.
When both parties involved in the war agreed, they were soon sent to the water ice castle under the floating island. This was the venue for the Orchidyu Kai water polo finals. Both the size of the arena and the spectator seats were top-notch, not to mention that in Christie's It had been planned in advance, and this venue was protected by the most sophisticated barrier, which was prepared for this moment.
When the audience took their seats and the contestants entered, Ye Qing looked at the young man opposite with a subtle expression: "I never thought that a lazy guy like you could make it this far?"
Ge Sheng smiled with a humble expression: "I couldn't go there originally, but someone else gave me my seat."
Ye Qing laughed dumbly: "That's such a coincidence, I got here because someone gave up my seat."
"You tell me there is something I can only say here." Ge Sheng looked at the other party: "Can you say it now?"
Ye Qing shook his head: "I'm sorry, I originally planned to say it here, but I was very angry when I saw you like this, so I decided to talk about it later."
Ge Sheng said: "After what?"
Ye Qing smiled, the smile was sweet and ferocious: "Of course it was after I beat you up."
Saying this, Qianye Liubi's light slowly emanated from the girl's neck, and six blue light wings grew behind her. It was originally just a temporary measure used to fight Xili, but at this time, it was used mercilessly by Ye Qing. a standing measure.
When the six pairs of light wings were fully grown, Ye Qing's figure paused in the air for a moment, and then there was a huge sound of breaking through the air. Unlike the long-range attack that he could maintain when fighting Xili last time, this time Ye Qing actually Bullying him without mercy.
Ge Sheng looked at the blue-haired girl who rushed towards him with a wave of air, and sighed slightly.
Ye Qing has one good thing, that is, he keeps his word and keeps his word.
She said she would say what she wanted to say after beating herself up, so she would never say a word before.
Ge Sheng turned his wrist, and a golden sword slowly grew in his hand.
Back in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, the way the void created things was astonishing, but now I didn't expect that I could do it like this.
The sword Zhui Dark given by Xia was damaged by the magic pattern, so it was just a relatively strong long sword to use. In such an arena, the readily available fighting spirit long sword could be used to make up the numbers, or even throw it.
When the long sword was condensed, Ge Sheng held the long sword tightly with one hand, and then gently drew a circle.
The wind and smoke stirred.
Ge Sheng's movements were light and fast, so the senses always thought that the response in reality would be a faint wave of light, but in fact, it was more like a hurricane centered on Ge Sheng.
It was the fastest and most powerful wind, spreading out with the young man as the center. Ye Qing, who was speeding towards him, was blocked by this light wave. He had to stop in the air and wrap the six light wings into a cocoon to protect himself, and then was The whole thing flew hundreds of meters away, and then it flew back again staggeringly until the castration stopped.
Although his expression didn't change much, Ye Qing's heart was extremely awe-inspiring.
When was the last time the two of them fought? a year ago? Two years ago? Even three years ago?
The time at the Holy Lake was the day when the two of them had the most frequent exchanges. In the early days, Ye Qing practiced earlier, so he could always push Ge Sheng to the ground and explode his hammer. However, as time went by, as the young man's talent improved, As Ye Qing gradually showed his keen awareness of fighting, he became increasingly unable to defeat his elder brother, and he became less and less willing to fight with him.
After arriving at Ye Ye College, they were still suitable recruits in the early days. However, as Ye Qing mastered the Hengtian Formation, Ge Sheng, who did not use the Tiandao Sword, was no longer Ye Qing's enemy, so Ye Qing only He could find a top opponent like Lin Xi to check for leaks and make up for them.
Although he has never said it out loud, in Ye Qing's heart Ge Sheng has always been a lazy guy. His strength has been pulled further and further away by so many people, but he is not in a hurry at all. He always relies on the Tiandao Sword and waits for death. , I have never imagined how to quickly improve my strength.
It was not until today that he personally fought against Ge Sheng on such an occasion. After a moment of trance, Ye Qing realized that Ge Sheng had grown so much.
Ye Qing even had such a vague understanding.
Although in the Late Summer Friends Club, Ge Sheng is the one with the weakest combat ability except Senior Zhou Xuan, but given time, twenty or even ten years later, he may become the strongest one in the Late Summer Friends Club. people.
He has always been so serious and unhurried, but at the finish line you will find that he has always been the fastest one.
"Maybe I was wrong." Ye Qing whispered softly. The girl who had completely cut off the path of cultivation did not have much regret when she said this, only a little sad.
She stood far away from Ge Sheng. After judging the opponent's general strength just now, Ye Qing no longer entertained the thought of punching the opponent at close range.
Two pairs of light wings stopped in front of him, and then slowly condensed into the shape of a bow.
Water is the string of the bow and wind is the feathers of the arrow.
Ye Qing drew the bow to full capacity and shot out an arrow.
Ye Qing once shot down Aurora and the Lord of Eternal Winter with one arrow.
But that was the result of sacrificing one's lifespan using the Golden Scale.
Today's arrow is just simple and pure wind.
Ge Sheng looked at the arrow shot by Ye Qing and his pupils shrank slightly.
He has never seen such a fast arrow. Even the crossbow arrow that the virtuous princess Ye Luan used to shoot with the Biyun Crossbow, which could catch up with the sound, pales in comparison.
The distance of thousands of meters can be reached in an instant, not even in the blink of an eye, let alone in the snap of a finger.
Many times, speed means everything, especially when it comes to bows.
Ge Sheng held the sword with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him.
He didn't have time to chop or chop, he only had time to block.
Blocking means everything.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!..." The metallic sound echoed in the huge venue. Others may not be able to count it, but Ge Sheng's heart was like a bright mirror.
That made a total of seven hundred and fourteen sounds.
He also took 714 steps back until his back touched the edge wall of the venue.
He had never seen arrow feathers that were so fast and powerful before, so he could only remove the almost infinite power from the arrow feathers in collisions again and again.
He sighed and threw the fighting spirit sword that was riddled with holes in his hand towards the ground. The pale golden Zhuiyan slowly emerged from the palm of his hand.
If he didn't use this weapon, he really wouldn't be able to block Ye Qing's second arrow.
But if nothing else goes wrong, there will be a third and fourth arrow.
No one in the world knows this sister better than him.
The second arrow arrives.
Just as he thought, Ye Qing didn't care at all whether the first arrow would hurt him. The second arrow had already followed. When the girl wanted to win, no one could stop her.
When she wants to beat herself up, no one can stop her except herself.
But at this time, the sword in Ge Sheng's hand was Zhui Dark.
And, Ge Sheng took a lot of steps back.
He took a lot of steps back in order to weaken the force on the arrow, but he also increased the distance between him and Ye Qing.
It would be foolish to distance yourself from an archer, but sometimes it's not.
Such as now.
Because the arrow takes a little longer to fly.
Ge Sheng closed his eyes, held the sword with one hand, and turned his wrist.
Arrow coming.
The sword comes.
Ge Sheng waved his sword. He did not open his eyes, but his mind was bright.
The long sword that was shot was like a torch in his sea of consciousness, and all he had to do was to extinguish the torch.
Then the sword came out, and an arrow was cut straight away. It was an invisible wind arrow, but the wind can also be cut away.
The third arrow comes, the third sword falls.
The entire audience at the venue was watching the performance of this pair of unparalleled brothers and sisters, whose level of sophistication was even comparable to last year's battle between Ao Xuehua and Mo Xiaojing.
No one dared to say a word in the Friends Club at the end of summer, as if Ge Sheng would be affected and stabbed in the heart if he spoke a word.
Ye Qing shot thirteen arrows.
Ge Sheng killed thirteen arrows.
The whole place was silent and suffocating.
After Ye Qing shot the thirteenth arrow, he restrained his hands and looked to the other side: "Are you dead?"
"Not yet." Ge Sheng said from the opposite side.
"Do you want to fight again?" Ye Qing asked.
Ge Sheng nodded, although the other party couldn't see it: "I can still fight."
"Do you need a break?" Ye Qing asked.
Ge Sheng thought for a while, then looked at his hands covered with blood: "Just one minute."
Ye Qing nodded, then descended from the air, sitting cross-legged and floating on the water: "Just one minute then."
Then everyone in the audience looked at the brother and sister in a daze.
Zhou Yan finally complained: "What do they think of this place? They are still flirting!"
Mo Xiaojing smiled, then looked at Xing Xi: "How many arrows?"
Xingxi nodded and said seriously: "Thirteen arrows."
Mo Xiaojing nodded and stopped talking, but Qi Xia spoke slowly: "Although I have always understood this, today I have deepened the impression that they are two little monsters."
"Master, what do you think?" Qi Xia said that the owner of the museum could only be one person.
Christie smiled slightly: "I don't have any thoughts. They are just little monsters, and I am the big monster."
A minute passes by in a blink of an eye.
Ye Qing stood up first and then slowly walked towards the opposite side.
It wasn't until she started walking that the audience discovered this surprising fact.
The magic weapon was shattered.
After that violent squeeze that was like ravaging, Ye Qing's magic weapon finally only supported thirteen arrows before it completely shattered. At this time, as the girl walked, pieces of clothes fell on the water, forming a long line. Broken tracks.
The girl herself was wearing a complicated and thick robe that was almost like an ancient ceremonial dress. However, as the robe suddenly oxidized and peeled off like silk threads that had been buried in the ground for thousands of years, the attire she had hidden under the robe was also revealed.
She was actually wearing a long skirt under her heavy dress.
White, thin long skirt.
No one knew how she stuffed the long dress under her robe, but everyone knew that after the robe was torn, Ye Qing walked towards Ge Sheng in a white dress.
Ge Sheng did not move, waiting there for Ye Qing to walk slowly.
His hands were no longer bleeding, and he even had the time to wash them with the water under his body, staining a large pool of water red and then slowly dissipating until it was finally as clear as silk and invisible.
But he didn't hold the sword in his hand.
He couldn't hold the sword either, because his hands couldn't even close together forcefully, and were even trembling uncontrollably.
When he saw Ye Qing's white dress, the boy's expression was surprised at first, and then turned into sincere nostalgia. But when he spoke, he said something else: "It's expensive, isn't it?"
"It's not very expensive." Ye Qing objected to him lightly: "It's very expensive. I feel like you have never seen anything so expensive in your life."
"But you broke it." Ge Sheng said.
Ye Qing nodded: "Well, I broke it."
"But I'm still very happy." She looked at the other person and his trembling hands: "Does it feel good to be beaten?"
"Not bad." Ge Sheng replied, then he opened his hands and looked at the opponent: "But I think I can still fight."
"That's a coincidence." Ye Qing smiled: "I just happen to be able to fight."
Ge Sheng looked at the other person: "Hit with your hands?"
Ye Qing smiled and nodded: "Of course I hit it with my hands."
Saying this, the girl leaned forward and punched out.
It is hard to imagine how powerful Ye Qing's immature Pink Fist would be, but no one who has truly experienced the power of the Pink Fist will doubt its true power.
Ge Sheng took a step back, then stretched out his palm to push him away.
His hands were injured and he could not hold a sword, nor could he make a fist.
But to block and retreat, using your palms is enough.
When they were young, they used these crudest fists and kicks when fighting.
When they grow up, they can fight like the most powerful people in the world, but in the end, they still choose to use their teenage ways to decide the winner.
That is, the boy's battle.
