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Jiangzhou, in a villa by the river.

Wang Jianhai and his family are still sitting in front of the TV. Recently, the whole family has been like this, and they spend most of their time sitting in front of the TV. At this moment, the couple and the two little girls are a little nervous.

"Yuanyuan, why do you even use the knife? Your brother is going to suffer a loss?"

Wang Jianhai looked at the weapons hanging around Ping Liangying's waist and pointed to the screen and asked loudly.

Wang Yuanyuan and her sister Wang Xiaolin sat next to each other, clenched their fists together, and their eyes stared at Ping Liangying on the screen, frowned and said, "That's a sword, not a knife."

"Whether it's a knife or a sword, your brother will definitely suffer a big loss if he is naked. What's going on?"

Wang Jianhai still asked excitedly: "Why do you still need weapons?"

This is related to his son's life, so he is naturally a little excited. Although the previous duels seemed very dangerous and Wang Cheng was injured, everyone still used fists, so it didn't look very dangerous. Even if they were beaten, they would just be hit by fists.

And this Japanese Heira Sakura took out his weapons directly, but Wang Cheng was still bare-handed. When ordinary people saw this, they would immediately make a fuss for Wang Cheng.

Once Wang Cheng is injured and stabbed by a weapon, it is not comparable to being hit by a fist, and it is possible to die on the spot.

Wang Yuanyuan was also very worried, but she knew that she couldn't help at all. What she could do was to calm her parents' emotions. She explained calmly: "Dad, this is a martial arts competition, and it is allowed to use weapons, as long as you are practicing weapons. Therefore, Ping Liangying must be a specialist in practicing swords. She must use swords when she goes to the ring. If she is not allowed to use swords, then her strength will be 80% less."

Wang Jianhai didn't care about so much, so he asked: "Will your brother be in danger if he has anything to do?"

Wang Yuanyuan thought about it, looked at her sister Wang Xiaolin and her mother there. She couldn't help but have a headache. It seemed that her teenage daughter had become the backbone of the family for a while. She couldn't help but feel the pressure on her little shoulders was a bit high, and she calmed down. She said confidently to the family: "Danger, I don't think there should be, the whole world is watching. Besides, my brother's strength is as strong as we can imagine. Ping Liangying uses swords, and her sword skills may be very superb. But I see my brother. He should know this woman very well, so he is full of confidence. The winner will definitely be my brother, so, dad, mom, Xiaolin, don't worry."

Although this was said by a teenage girl, Wang Jianhai and his wife believed it inexplicably, nodded and accepted it together, and quietly looked at the TV screen.

However, Wang Yuanyuan said everything in a very clear way, and she really believed her own speculation. However, she became even more worried and scared. Her little face tightly, holding her sister Wang Xiaolin in her arms, not knowing whether it was for her or whispering to her sister: "Don't be afraid."

At the scene, the atmosphere became extremely warm at this moment. The beauty and the handsome swordsmanship combined together made many people excited.

When Wang Cheng and Ping Liangying walked onto the ring together, the audience around them shouted. The host also excitedly handed the microphone to Wang Cheng, looked at Ping Liangying, who was as cold as an iceberg, and asked, "Master, are you confident that you will continue to win?"

Wang Cheng nodded, with a confident and calm face, and simply said three words: "I will win."

The surroundings still gave Wang Cheng an applause, but many insiders were secretly worried about Wang Cheng. After all, the sword was truly eyeless.

Several Japanese masters in the guest seat even smiled smugly and were talking to the people around them. The ones sitting next to them were several masters from the International Taekwondo headquarters. Obviously, the two sides were discussing something, and perhaps it had something to do with Wang Cheng.

The host ignored Ping Liangying. Her position was very firm. When Wang Cheng said the words I must win, he announced loudly: "The competition begins."

After saying that, she hurriedly ran down. The first two guest challenges had fully demonstrated the destructive power of top experts to everyone, and told the world that this are dangerous on the arena.

The whole audience suddenly became quiet, and no one spoke, just staring at the two people on the ring with wide eyes. Everyone didn't want to miss every detail of this last game.

Wang Cheng enjoyed this rare silence, and the bloodthirsty light suddenly burst out from his eyes when he looked at Ping Liangying. The aura of a tiger was almost coming out of his body. The blood in his body seemed to be about to burn, and his skin immediately turned extremely red. He said coldly: "Ping Liangying, I said, you will pay the price."

Pingliangying was frightened by Wang Cheng's momentum. Her palm holding the hilt of the sword unconsciously penetrated a trace of sweat, but she said coldly without showing any weakness: "Arrogance."

No hesitation or waste of time.

The next moment, Wang Cheng moved instantly, and the tiger's aura automatically brought a tiger's roar. After rushing out, it seemed to drive a group of tigers to pounce. The air flow behind him surged, and the air collapsed towards Pingliangying like a wall, carrying the momentum of a landslide and tsunami.

This is the tiger going down the mountain

And it is a tiger that merges the horse leaping stake and goes down the mountain.

Wang Cheng had not used a certain move so clearly for a while. When he used it at this moment, his power was absolutely terrifying, as fast as lightning. If his strength was slightly weak, he would probably be scared by his momentum at this moment and then he would be killed instantly by one move.

Everyone in the audience was afraid to look at the tiger directly for a moment.

However, Pingliangying on the opposite side was obviously not so weak. But there was a trace of turmoil in her cold eyes. Obviously, she didn't expect that Wang Cheng's move would be so powerful, so fast that she couldn't even draw her sword. So, she hurriedly took a step back, stepped on a quick step, and turned her body slightly, and then her palm, which had been holding the hilt of the sword, suddenly exerted force.

A crisp sound spread throughout the audience.

Sword unshelf

When ordinary audiences present heard the sound of metal and iron fighting, they instinctively felt their bodies cold. In the hot atmosphere of tens of thousands of people, there was a cold feeling that directly penetrated the soles of their feet from the top of their heads, and they unconsciously shivered.

Everyone clearly saw a white light appearing, and then it enveloped Wang Cheng's whole body, as if Wang Cheng would be turned into an ice crystal in the next moment.

But in an instant, a crisp sound came out again.

Then, the two people who had almost disappeared in the field stopped again.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the two people on the ring with a strange look. The active young masters and overseas masters in the contestants' seats and the guest seats stood up at the same time, and everyone's expression was extremely shocked. The Japanese masters even grew up and looked full of incredible expressions.

The whole audience was quiet and could hear everyone's breathing.

In a villa in Jiangzhou, Wang Xiaolin, a little girl sitting in Wang Yuanyuan's arms, jumped up excitedly and shouted loudly: "Brother is so awesome, beat her."

Wang Yuanyuan also showed such a smile on her face.

What happened in this moment when no one saw it clearly

I saw Wang Cheng and Ping Liangying standing face to face on the broken ring, with their positions slightly staggered. From the side, they seemed to be close to each other, and even their cheeks were pressed together, with a somewhat ambiguous and weird atmosphere.

However, no one in the audience could have ambiguous emotions.

Because, at this moment, there was a sharp blade on Ping Liangying's neck. Her own hand was tightly clamped with the hilt of the sword, and Wang Cheng's two fingers were tightly clamped in the sword blade. The fingers extended to the back of the hand and the arms were full of blood veins. It can be seen that Wang Cheng's force had burst out, forcibly controlling the sharp blade to stop between Ping Liangying's throat.

Ping Liangying's right hand also had a slight sting of bones because of excessive force, and her wrists were already trembling. However, she still could not shake Wang Cheng's two fingers, and her snow-white face was flushed. This was not caused by being shy when she got too close to Wang Cheng, but by being too fast in her body's qi and blood.

Huhuhuhuhu

The two kept breathing for two moments, and could clearly feel the temperature and breath of each other.

Wang Cheng's breathing has calmed down, showing that the overall situation is in hand.

However, after Ping Liangying's breathing became rapid, there was a trace of disorder, but she still could not let her sword blade move at all. Her life was still in the hands of her opponent. Just need Wang Cheng to exert force another inch, and she would splatter blood on the spot.

finally

Ping Liangying's left hand moved, transformed into a sword with her palm, and came to Wang Cheng's abdomen with one palm, causing a whistle.

But Wang Cheng was right beside her, before Ping Liangying's body moved, the tiger had already sensed it. So he moved in advance, and his left hand, whose arm was already moving, took action first. In the middle, he grabbed Ping Liangying's hot palm in his hand, without any sympathy, and instantly burst out with huge force.

Kak

Ping Liangying's left hand was directly tingled by the bones pinched by Wang Cheng, and she almost lost consciousness.

This is because Wang Cheng's left arm did not recover completely and he could not exert too much force. Otherwise, with his full force, Ping Liangying's hand would definitely be ruined on the spot.

Wang Cheng was not very good at killing the successor of the Japanese No. 1 master in front of so many people, but if he could destroy one of his hands, he would definitely do it.

The tingling pain in the palm stimulated Pingliangying's nerves, and only made her cold brows slightly frown, which showed how firm she felt in her heart.

Did you just lose like that

A hint of disappointment and disbelief flashed in Pingliang Sakura's eyes.

She couldn't imagine how could Wang Cheng, who could bully him at will half a month ago, suddenly defeat him in one move? His speed was so fast

She studied under Oshibe Keno and also practiced the Hei family martial arts. She gathered the essence of Japanese martial arts that had been passed down for thousands of years in the two families. The sword technique is about one word.

So, she draws her sword quickly, her steps quickly, her qi and blood quickly

Among her peers in the Japanese martial arts world, no one is her opponent. Even there are few people who can pass two moves under her.

Wang Cheng had two fights with her. With his martial arts background and vision, he actually saw through the core of his swordsmanship. So the purpose of his move was to treat fast with speed, isn't it just a competition of explosive power?

With his explosive power of the Nine Tiger Styles at this time, no one among his peers can compare with.

With one move, you will see the victory or defeat

The shadow left by Ping Liangying in Wang Cheng's heart disappeared at this moment. Ping Liangying's sword technique could no longer make him afraid. This kind of openness made his mind stronger, and his whole body's qi and blood were vaguely showing a further trend. The tiger in his heart roared continuously

Suddenly, a hot and manly aura hit Pingliangying's whole body, making her face even more rosy and her eyes were extremely shocked. Based on common sense, she could see that Wang Cheng seemed to have some understanding of martial arts at this moment. Is this young man a monster?

"You lost, admit defeat, I don't want to kill you"

Wang Cheng said coldly in Pingliangying's ear.

The tiger in his heart rose again, and there was a bloodthirsty crazy impulse. If it continued, he might really kill this Japanese woman.

Pingliangying took a deep breath to stabilize her qi and blood. Thinking of the situation she was about to face after losing, her heart, which had always been as firm as an iceberg, also had a crack, and an emotion called fear appeared in her heart for the first time.

"impossible"

Pingliangying shouted softly, her belief was that she would not lose or be afraid.

When both hands could no longer be moved, she kicked her suddenly, just like Zhou Yu did last time, kicking under Wang Cheng's abdomen.

Standing there, Zhou Yu, who saw this scene, couldn't help but look rosy when he thought about what he did yesterday. He seemed to be looking at him, and hurriedly sat down and lowered his head, thinking that no one could see him in this way.

In fact, everyone didn't really look at her, and they all looked at the ring without blinking.

Pingliang Sakura kicked over, and Wang Cheng was not slow at all. This disciple of Hattori Sword Master was practicing swordsmanship after all. Perhaps his internal cultivation was extremely strong, but his skills in boxing and kicking were definitely several orders of magnitude worse than Wang Cheng.

So, Wang Cheng took action again. He took half a step first, and got closer to Pingliangying. The two of them were almost close to each other at this time. Then he pushed Pingliangying's knee that had just been raised, and after a crisp sound, he pushed his leg back.

Ping Liangying's feet were softened by Wang Cheng's head, and her body shook, and she almost couldn't stand firm.

Wang Cheng didn't want to waste too much time, so he took the opportunity to clamp Mingjian Tianyun's two fingers with his right hand and exerted force, forcibly snatching the long sword in Pingliangying's hand.

Buzz

A crisp sound.

Pingliangying was stunned at this moment, staring at the sword force that disappeared from her hands with wide eyes. More fear arose in her heart again, and a look of daze and fear appeared on her face, which was usually frosty.

Since the master passed this sword to her ten years ago, she has never let her leave her. She is always by her side, at all times, and even most of the time is in her hands.
Chapter completed!