Chapter 182 Take My Knife Again
However, by the time she tried to stop him, it was too late. Guan Yingjie had already shot out like an arrow, and there was no possibility of stopping.
She almost watched her fellow apprentice rush into the white fog.
Guan Yingjie could not sit idly by and watch her being attacked, and how could she sit idly by and watch her fellow apprentice get into danger because of her? She took a deep breath, ignoring the fact that her internal organs were still in a state of confusion, and leaped out, also rushing towards the white mist.
As she moved, the clothes that were still half hanging on her upper body were instantly torn apart by the wind, and her skirt flew into pieces and flew away from her body.
Mulan Qingqing, with her long hair fluttering in the wind, suddenly looked like she was shirtless, with her two snow-white arms exposed. The look of her wearing a pair of pants and a vest was strange, but sexy and charming.
At this moment, she no longer cared about whether it was disgraceful or not. She was anxious to save people. She had already given up her personal reputation.
Wu Jinliang, who was watching the game, had already roared, "If you can't afford to lose, don't play. Is this a fucking one-on-one duel?"
He was so angry that he almost rushed into the arena with a sword in hand, however he always had some self-knowledge. Without his armor, rushing up to fight with a martial artist of high martial arts level, not to mention a disciple of Su Yuan Sect, would be courting death, so he held back.
"shameless!"
"Can't afford to lose!"
The mob also burst into all kinds of shouting, it was impossible not to be angry.
The elite troops were indeed in a bit of an awkward situation, but of course, Guan Yingjie's behavior was understandable. If something really happened to Mulan and Qingqing, it would be no small matter.
Mulan Qingqing rushed towards the white mist and blasted out with her palm, trying to blow away the white mist that was filling the air and was an eyesore.
Shi Chun, who was in the white mist, was waiting with a cold look on his face and a knife in his hand, ready to give the other man a taste of his own medicine.
Guan Yingjie panicked as he entered the white fog. He found that the fog was too thick and he couldn't see anything. It was dust at that time. The dust hit his face like sand because of the fast speed. Although he couldn't see, he estimated Shi Chun's previous position and slashed with his two-handed sword with all his strength.
The sword missed and didn't hit anything, so he knew he had failed. Under his strong momentum, a figure appeared in the smoke and dust on the other side, and he was shocked.
But it was too late. His vision was impaired in the smoke and dust, but Shi Chun's right eye could see him.
Estimating the opponent's speed and path, Shi Chun was about to chop him down with a knife, but he was distracted for a moment and caught a glimpse of Mulan Qingqing rushing towards him from the corner of his eye.
However, the direction of the charge was slightly misaligned, and it would not directly impact here, so it did not affect Shi Chun's sword strike.
However, Guan Yingjie's attack speed was too fast, and the knife that was originally aimed at Guan Yingjie's body was slightly slowed down due to the slight hesitation, allowing him to avoid the fatal blow.
The magic-free sword failed to hit Guan Yingjie's body, but hit Guan Yingjie's calf.
Bang! The blow sent blood and flesh flying everywhere, mixed with bone fragments. The power of the explosion sent a pair of feet flying sideways, also affecting the thighs, blasting off nearly half of the thighs. Guan Yingjie died with a painful groan.
At the same time, a strong gust of wind blew past, and Shi Chun, who was in the white fog, instantly felt refreshed.
This was not the first time he had experienced this scene. Mulan Qingqing had swept through it once before, and it was Mulan Qingqing who took action this time.
The white mist suddenly dissipated, and Guan Yingjie also flew out of the white mist, falling to the ground and rolling along with the sprayed blood.
The sharp eyes immediately noticed that Guan Yingjie had become much shorter and that he had lost his legs.
Wan Daoxuan and the other two, some looked horrified, some stamped their feet, and some clicked their tongues. They really didn't know what to say to Guan Yingjie. Putting aside the question of whether it was against the rules or not, didn't you say last time that you might not be the other person's opponent? Why are you suddenly so reckless this time?
They knew that Guan Yingjie might not be the opponent's match, but they really didn't expect that Guan Yingjie would not be able to withstand even one move. In just a moment, he went in whole and came out with a pair of legs missing. What a thing.
"Junior Brother Guan!"
The two Su Yuanzong disciples in the training ground cried out in surprise when they saw that Guan Yingjie's legs were gone.
Ji Qinghe's face looked very ugly. It was indeed a bit embarrassing that Su Yuanzong's disciples were repeatedly defeated by Shi Chun.
There was also an uproar among the people watching the fight in the training ground. That was a disciple of Su Yuan Sect, and he couldn't even block a single move from Shi Chun. How could they not be surprised?
Wei Mo, who was in the best viewing position, quickly changed his hand from pressing his nose to touching his nose.
Many people were surprised and stared at the mirror intently.
"Okay!" Wu Jinliang shouted.
"it is good!"
The voices of echo from a group of mobs rose one after another.
Shi Chun, standing in the strong wind, didn't care about those things. He sent Guan Yingjie away with a knife, and immediately turned his head to look at Mulan Qingqing who was rushing towards him.
Even though he was a little off target, he shouted, "Well done!"
Seeing that the opponent had lost the mysterious blessing power of the Dharma Realm in a hurry, he was unwilling to miss such a good opportunity. He did not give the opponent a chance to breathe and rushed out to cross the bar in one step.
The moment the two collided, Shi Chun slashed at Mulan Qingqing with his sword.
Mulan Qingqing, who had experienced the power of his sword, did not dare to be careless. She used all her strength to sweep away the power of his sword.
The swords collided with each other, making a deafening explosion.
The difference in cultivation level was such that Shi Chun's chopping force was broken.
The sword in Mulan Qingqing's hand also trembled and was blown apart.
The two of them collided directly in an instant, and Shi Chun used the "Demon-Removing Hand" to blast him. This attack speed was a bit slow in Mulan Qingqing's eyes. One claw arrived first and grabbed Shi Chun's wrist. The five claws were like hooks, trying to pierce his hand veins and break his arm. However, a burst of disintegration force caught her off guard and she failed to catch the palm.
The moment of the collision was too brief, and it was too late for her to counterattack. She could only watch helplessly as the palm hit her chest, which was too painful to speak of.
It was a life-and-death fight, so how could she care about shame? She was shocked and angry, but not very panicked. She was confident in the defensive power of the armor on her body. The sword in her other hand was already raised, wanting to take the opportunity to end Shi Chun's life.
However, what she didn't expect was that, bang, the moment the palm hit her, her body shook violently, as if she had been seriously injured, and she was directly knocked away.
After landing hastily, he took more than ten steps back, choking on blood from the corner of his mouth.
She wanted to stabilize her breath, but found that she couldn't. Her internal organs were churning as if they were out of control.
She was shocked. She clearly felt that the power of that palm was not very strong, and she had the protection of armor. It was just like the previous knife attack, so it should not be a big deal. But for some reason, a strange force penetrated the defense of the armor and entered her body.
Even with her own level of cultivation, she was unable to suppress it, and instantly suffered severe internal injuries.
Another surge of blood surged up from her lungs and rushed into her mouth from her throat, but she held it back by pursing her lips. She forced herself not to show weakness, kicked back with one leg, stuck her sword into the ground, and managed to steady her body. She swung her long hair and held the sword across her body, as if she was ready to fight again at any time.
In fact, he was already at the end of his strength and was holding on, but the churning in his internal organs was taking a long time to subside.
Shi Chunli, who had landed, took a quick look and was also surprised. Something was wrong. The real power of his "Demon-Removing Hand" lies in the dark force, and the visible force is not so obvious. It was not normal to knock the opponent so far.
It was also the first time that he saw someone who was hit by his "Demon-Removing Hand" and could still hold on. His eyes fell on the golden vest on the opponent's body. Thinking of the strangeness of the previous knife, he instantly understood that he was protected by a treasure armor.
Such a treasure, it is fate that we meet, we should take it!
Shi Chun immediately rushed forward with a knife in hand, intending to kill again.
"Senior sister!"
Guan Yingjie, who was half sitting on the ground, let out a cry of grief.
He had noticed that his senior sister was not in a good state, but among the people watching the fight around him, no matter if they were a mob or their elite troops, it was impossible for anyone to enter the venue illegally like he did.
Even those who had sympathy were shocked by the strength Shi Chun displayed in defeating the disciples of Su Yuan Sect. Who would dare to act rashly?
Helpless, he attacked again, using all his strength to throw the sword in his hand. This time, blood gushed out from his broken leg, causing him to fall to the ground, supported by his elbow, tears streaming down his face.
Shi Chun looked back, then slammed back with his sword, knocking away the sneak attack. Without changing his speed, he suddenly jumped up, raised his sword, and slashed in the air, shouting angrily, "Take another blow from me!"
Facing this fierce attack, despair flashed in Mulan Qingqing's eyes, but her face was full of stubbornness. She tried her best to gather her energy and strength and raised her sword to block it.
This time, even if she used all her strength, it would be difficult for her to deflect Shi Chun's sword attack like she did last time.
The moment the swords collided.
Bang! The exploding sword tip bounced back and hit her shoulder. If it weren't for the armor shoulder guard, this sword would have torn her shoulder off.
The knife also cut her shoulder, pressing down on her shoulder, the sword on her shoulder, pressing her whole body down.
Mulan Qingqing's desperate efforts in grief and anger were in vain. She was forced to kneel on one knee on the spot. She could no longer hold back the mouthful of blood in her mouth, and the blood rained down on Shi Chun, catching him off guard, and soaking Shi Chun's body and face.
This scene in the mirror image silenced everyone, and Su Yuanzong and the other two stared with their eyes wide open.
Those who knew Mulan's true identity, some grimaced, some felt a toothache. They wondered how Mulan would react when she found out her daughter was beheaded in public.
Most of the people who knew Mulan Qingqing's background were sharp-eyed people, and they could see that Shi Chun had no intention of saving Mulan Qingqing's life.
The people watching the game were also stunned, and the cheers of the mob stopped. Was Wang Sheng really going to kill his fiancée in order to win this game?
Shi Chun really had no intention of sparing Mulan Qingqing's life. He pressed down with a knife, and before his feet touched the ground, the blade in his hand slid along the sword body on Mulan Qingqing's shoulder and slid towards Mulan Qingqing's fair and slender neck.
His usual tactic is to chop off the opponent's head with one blow.
Mulan Qingqing, who was trying her best to bear the pressure, realized something. A rare smile appeared on her cold face, a sad and miserable smile.
However, at this moment, something strange happened. Right in front of Shi Chun, there was a thread swaying. It was not a thread, he had seen it before. It was a crack in space.
The crack appeared very strangely, and at a very tricky angle. No one else could see it, not even Mulan Qingqing who was right in front of it. This was because the crack was facing away from Mulan Qingqing, and the angle that could be seen was blocked by Shi Chun's body pressing down from above, so only Shi Chun could see it.
In the slightly opened space crack, there seemed to be a virtual purple figure waving his hand casually.
Then Shi Chun felt a tremendous force, and was instantly knocked dozens of feet away. He staggered to the ground and took a few steps back before he could steady himself with his sword.
He urgently cast a spell to check his body, but found that he was not injured. Could the precious clothes inside have such a strong protective power?
Just as I was wondering, a faint male voice like a mosquito came to my ear, "Forgive her when you can. You can't afford to offend her at the moment. Sparing her life is sparing your own life. Don't mention me to anyone."
The sound suddenly disappeared. He looked around but saw nothing. It was as if the space crack had never appeared.
Everyone on and off the training ground saw the sudden and startling change in the mirror image clearly, and they were all shocked by the sudden change.
Wei Mo on the best stand suddenly got angry, picked up a chair and smashed it to pieces, pointed his finger at the mirror image, and asked the domain masters in a stern voice, "Who did it? It's against the rules. How can we play this game?"
(End of this chapter)
