Chapter 285: My knife comes out of the sheath and you have no chance (1/2)
The inside battle continued, and the next game, Jun Changxiao sent Ling Yuanxue.
虽然 Although this girl is a bit timid, when the game begins, the burst punches and the open palms are cast, and the opponent is blown out like a master punched to death!
He then fought two more games.
At this point, all the disciples who have gone to Death Valley to practice, except Zhou Hong, have played and defeated their opponents, raising the total victory to 64 games.
The corners of the parties twitched violently.
Before the challenge began, who could have thought that it wasn't the Iron Bone faction who was finished, but the Holy Spring Sect!
”It's terrible!” Ma Yunteng was amazed.
The disciple brought by Xun Jun often laughs. Even if he sends his disciples to fight, he will definitely lose the last one!
奚 Jingxuan laughed: ”Just say, if the iron skeletons in charge of Jun have no strength, how dare they challenge the Holy Spring Sect.”
Tong Lier was completely silent.
She won all 64 games, and her Miaohua Palace couldn't do it!
Wu Murongxin whispered, ”It turns out that his martial arts are so strong.”
”Humph.”
Sister Yun said lightly: ”Anyway, it is a fifth-rate sect, but it is so weak that it is really shameful.”
She hasn't read it yet, it's not that the Holy Spring Sect is weak, but the Ironbone faction is too strong!
Next, there is no longer any need to fight, because the 64-game losing streak of the Holy Spring Sect, not only lost a face of the fifth class, but also lost the panties!
But.
Elder Wu Jin sent his disciples to fight again!
内 This inner disciple looks almost thirty years old, and his strength is in the rank of Sipin martial arts.
During the period of death, the Holy Spring Sect did not send out the fourth-grade martial arts master, but he was defeated by the iron-bone faction second-grade martial arts master.
In the face of a group of various resources piled up and changed, without absolute level suppression, it is difficult to win.
Xi Jun often laughed that Tian Qi was going to play.
Ma Yongning asked to ask, ”Head, please let me play!”
Xun Yihei and Erhei both appeared, making Liu Wanshi very happy. He had been unable to bear the idea of fighting.
Xun Jun often laughed: ”It's okay.”
”brush!”
Ma Yongning stepped into the martial arts field.
He always held the knife that was cut and connected, and proudly said, ”Fight with a weapon.”
After the battle, the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect looked at Elder Jin, and after receiving his advice, they sacrificed a three-foot sword.
”Shengquan disciple, Lan Jing.”
”Ironbone sect disciple, Ma Yongning.”
Since the registration number, each factionist is a little speechless.
The two are so old, especially Ma Yongning, who is hard-bodied, looks like he is almost 40 or 50 years old, but he is just a disciple. How bad is this!
I'm only 29!
Who's 40 or 50 years old!
Ma Yongning said: ”At the beginning of the game, you move first, because my knife is out of the sheath, you have no chance.”
Qi Lanjing: ”...”
This middle-aged man is so arrogant!
”Start!” The referee shouted.
”锵 ————”
Qi Lanjing's long sword came out of the sheath and rushed forward. During the process, the wrist trembled, and the complex sword flower was intertwined instantly.
”The Wave Sword Technique!”
”This is a high-level sword skill!”
Everyone exclaimed.
Facing the sword-like flower like the waves, Ma Yongning smiled slightly and put down the knife, and put his right hand on the handle.
”Whoo!”
Suddenly, a heavy knife intended to permeate the whole body, exuding a desolate atmosphere as if from Mobei.
”This sword ...”
A strong man was surprised and said, ”He is a sword repair!”
”what?”
Everyone widened their eyes.
Knife repair and sword repair are very rare in the starfall continent!