C79 just in time (1/2)
Lin Gudu was really tired!
Li Qiuyang possessed a Cultivation Level close to the first level of the Postnatal realm. Just the consumption of the spirit energy in his body was not something he could compare with.
However, when he saw how satisfied the other party was, he became angry in his heart.
F * ck you!
These two simple words were the most effective way to counterattack.
Didn't she see that Li Qiuyang's face had turned green already?
The most important thing was that Lin Gudu wasn't cursing softly, he was cursing loudly!
As a result, the entire martial arena echoed, ”F * ck you …” These three words!
In this world, one would need to rely on the strength of China, so the language of their peers would be Hua Xiayu. Even the Magi of Central African Tribe would be able to speak Hua Xiayu even more fluently than their native language.
Thus, the thousands of people present all experienced the other side of Ye Xiao's ruthlessness besides ruthlessness: rogue!
”Lin Gudu, I better not force me to kill you on the stage.” Li Qiuyang's anger soared to the heavens, he almost wanted to kill Lin Gudu with his fan.
”Hehe, fuck you!”
”Bastard!”
”F * ck you!”
”I'm going to kill you.” Li Qiuyang could no longer hold it in, and finally had the urge to kill.
Initially, he only wanted to cripple Lin Gudu and destroy his Cultivation Level. This way of tormenting Lin Gudu was to make him live a life worse than death.
However, he realized that he was wrong. If this bastard didn't die, it would be a form of torture for him!
”How is it? Did you expose your despicable face? I've said that I despise hypocrites like you who look down on you the most. You clearly hate me to death, yet you still say that you won't kill me. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you … ” Lin Gudu stood at the edge of the stage while supporting himself with the dragon bone in his hands, he gasped for breath and cursed at the same time.
One year ago, when Lin Gudu was swept out of Ancient Chinese Martial Union, Li Qiuyang did not lack in strength. Although on the surface he seemed to be very concerned about Lin Gudu and Dark-Night Squad, Lin Gudu clearly knew the shameful things he did behind his back.
In other words, the destruction of the Dark-Night Squad was directly related to Li Qiuyang and his disciple.
If it could be said that the Miyamoto family was Lin Gudu's greatest enemy in this life, then Li Qiuyang's Master and disciple were only second to the Miyamoto family.
”Die.”
Li Qiuyang said proudly. He flipped the fan in his hand, and with a few swipes, hundreds of invisible bovine hair needle flew out, shooting towards Lin Gudu.
Immediately after, his body followed up.
Lin Gudu raised the dragon bone, barely blocking the incoming bovine hair needle s. Raising his head, he saw Li Qiuyang, who was following closely behind.
Li Qiuyang who still had some leeway previously, suddenly erupted.
His fan looked soft and harmless, but it was actually not. It was a kind of feminine power, as long as it could sweep away the enemy's body, then even a two meter tall burly man would be cut into two pieces by him.
Shua shua shua.
Li Qiuyang chased after Lin Gudu as if he had gone mad. Their bodies continuously flashed on the stage, making people feel dizzy and dazzled, every time the dragon bone and fan made contact, it would produce a huge collision sound. The berserk power would forcefully tear apart the calm air, and then let it merge, before ripping it apart once again …
Just then, the fan in Li Qiuyang's right hand suddenly flew towards Lin Gudu's face, Lin Gudu anxiously raised the dragon bone up to block.
Not good!
Lin Gudu's heart suddenly thumped.
The moment Li Qiuyang's fan left his hands, both of his palms went to Lin Gudu's chest.
Under normal circumstances, Lin Gudu could have struck the fan away first, then dodged to avoid Li Qiuyang's palm.
However, he was too tired.
In his battle with Miyamoto Yifu, not only did he consume his physical strength and spirit energy, he was also severely injured.
Li Qiuyang was waiting for the chance when he would not be able to react after Lin Gudu's injuries.
Bang.
That pair of palms that looked like a woman ruthlessly struck Lin Gudu's chest.
A muffled sound rang out.
Lin Gudu felt like he was hit by a car, and his body flew out like a kite with its string cut.
But, Li Qiuyang was not satisfied. He extended his hand and grabbed the fan, then with a movement of his feet, he soared into the air and caught up with Lin Gudu who had not landed on the ground yet.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
There were four or five cuts on the clothes on Lin Gudu's upper body, and a few red lines as thick as a strand of hair appeared on his exposed skin.
It was not a red line! It was the wound left by Li Qiuyang's fan.
The folding fan in his hand was abnormally sharp, and the wounds it left were thinner than paper.
Bang bang.
Lin Gudu's body heavily smashed onto the stage, and he almost slipped out of the stage.
Sizzle.
Lin Gudu took off his shirt, exposing his upper body as he knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. He was completely unaware of the bleeding wounds on his body.
That palm from Li Qiuyang just now had injured his internal organs.
Li Qiuyang looked at him coldly, and laughed disdainfully: ”Lin Gudu, the one laughing in the end is the true winner, right?”
”Hur hur.”
Lin Gudu anxiously took out the porcelain bottle that Liu Fei had left behind and scattered the white powder on the wound. When the powder touched the wound, it immediately bubbled and started to smoke angrily, causing the bleeding wound to stop.
Li Qiuyang suddenly appeared behind him and kicked his back.
Bang! Lin Gudu drew an arc in the air, from one side of the stage to the other.
”I'm really envious of your attitude. You're still so stubborn even when you're about to die.” Alright, then I'll grant you your wish and let you go to the Yama Hall, hehe! ”
Li Qiuyang's face was filled with anger.
Why!
He had clearly been defeated by me, yet his attitude was so disdainful?
Shouldn't he look terrified, or even kneel down and beg for mercy?
Lin Gudu crawled up with difficulty and sat on the ground with his whole body covered in blood. Especially the wounds on his upper body, which were extremely shocking.
However, his face was very calm, even carrying a trace of a smile … A mocking smile.
”You're right!” Lin Gudu replied absentmindedly.
”What's right?” Li Qiuyang opened his fan and slowly walked over.