Chapter 181 Final (Part 2)

In the arena.

The game has started.

After a few rounds, there is no difference.

When the two sides fought to their death, Yan Shanyue looked at Zhang Jiao and said: "You don't seem to take me seriously. You only regard Su Murong as your opponent. I don't know what you have to be proud of, but the leader of the martial arts alliance belongs to Our Yan family in the capital, I, Yan Shanyue, will never give up!"

In fact, he had long disliked Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao is both the representative of the Liu family in Chengcheng and the representative of the Qingcheng faction. What the hell is that?

In the eyes of Yan Shanyue, who comes from a famous family, this kind of eccentric identity is naturally despised.

Also, although he was injured and left the match between Zhang Jiao and Tianshi Mansion Zhang Qingyu and did not watch it with his own eyes, he found it very strange when told by his family disciples.

Zhang Qingyu and Yan Shanyue were both of the same generation, both outstanding figures among the younger generation in the martial arts world. Yan Shen had known each other for a long time, so they thought they could meet in the finals and compete to see who would win.

I defeated Shaolin, and you defeated Wudang. They all came here on the shoulders of martial arts masters, so naturally we have to compete hard.

But……

Who would have thought that Zhang Qingyu would lose? !

That in itself is weird.

Zhang Qingyu lost to a little girl whose name he had never heard of.

This is really weird.

Yan Shanyue still doesn't believe that Zhang Qingyu will not make it to the finals. He guesses there must be something fishy in it.

He wants to defeat Zhang Jiao and find out the secret behind it.

Zhang Jiao chuckled: "Why are you so fierce? They say that good men don't fight with women, why don't you let me?"

Zhang Jiao is wearing a red cheongsam today, which is bright and eye-catching.

The cheongsam has high slits all the way to the waist and hips.

Although Zhang Jiao is not tall, she has an excellent waist-to-leg ratio. She looks slim and has long legs. As she moves and jumps, her seductive buttocks and snow-white legs are constantly flashing under her cheongsam.

The audience was both feasting their eyes and feeling itchy. Many people were guessing whether she was wearing... or not?

Her face is innocent and cute, and her clothes are sexy and hot. The contrast of her charm is simply breathtaking.

When a normal man meets such a charming and charming woman, even if he is not fascinated by her, he will at least be dazzled and find it difficult to concentrate.

But Yan Shanyue was unmoved and even more contemptuous.

Dressed like this, are you here for a martial arts competition or a beauty pageant?

Could it be that Zhang Qingyu lost because he was fascinated by her?

Zhang Jiao said again: "Brother Yan, I have never ignored you. In my heart, you have always been an outstanding man. You defeated the Taishan Beidou Shaolin School in the martial arts world, which is really amazing. I also watched the match between you and the host. It was very exciting, especially the last hit, which is a classic. Brother Yan, I admire you very much in my heart."

Men generally don't need to be praised, especially if they are praised by a beautiful woman in front of their face, they will easily get carried away.

It has to be said that Zhang Jiao opened her little mouth as if it were covered with honey. Yan Shanyue was very pleased for a moment, but he soon came to his senses. Can such a woman's words be taken seriously?

What purpose must such a woman have for saying such words at such a time?

It must be a tactic used to paralyze the opponent.

Beautiful scheming.

Praise for tactics.

It's a pity, I'm not Zhang Qingyu, your tactics are useless to me.

Yan Shanyue said: "Miss Zhang deserves the award. For Miss Zhang to enter the finals, she must have extraordinary strength. I won't give too many compliments here. I will go all out to show respect. After all, this is martial arts. The final stage of the conference, rather than touting the conference.”

Seeing that the other party was not floating, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but narrowed her eyes slightly.

Humph, do you think I praise you sincerely? I just lift you up to a high place first, and when I finally defeat you, I will stand at a higher level than you.

Yan Shanyue held a new judge's pen in her hand, turned the pen gracefully, and said: "Miss Zhang, do you have anything else to say? If not, let's fight again!"

What this means is, don’t be verbose and let’s get to the real deal!

Zhang Jiao smiled sweetly: "Okay, let's do it again. Brother Yan, please show mercy!"

I gritted my teeth and said in my heart, you were obviously injured in the last game, but you still want to show off and don't know how to advance or retreat. If this is the case, then I will let you lose as miserably as you want!

With a certain thought in mind, he shook the weapon in his hand.

This time, she held weapons in both hands, holding a short spear in her left hand and a long sword in her right hand. The spear was the spear of the Liu family in Rongcheng, and the sword was the sword of Qingcheng in Sichuan.

She shook the spear with her left hand and the sword with the right. She wanted to mix the Liu family's spear skills with Qingcheng's sword skills to confuse and defeat the opponent.

Yan Shanyue's last match against Kunlun faction Feng Yunjie was indeed injured by Feng Yunjie's "Kunlun Blood River Sword", and the injury was serious.

His left eye was injured by the sword energy, bleeding on the spot, and later became blind. No matter what methods he used, it could not be improved.

The elders of the family felt sorry for him and asked him to avoid strenuous exercise and not participate in the finals again.

But he refused to give up and insisted on playing through injuries.

Today, he wore a black eyepatch to cover his left eye, and changed to a new Judge's Pen. The new Judge's Pen was made for the Cold Iron Elite. It was extremely tough, used for attack and defense, and was very powerful.

Although Yan Shanyue was physically injured, there was no fear on her face. Instead, she had a high fighting spirit. The tip of her pen trembled and she pointed towards Zhang Jiao. The tip of her pen was sharp, like a dragon or a snake moving out.

Zhang Jiao wields a spear and a sword at the same time. The spear is drawn out like a dragon, and the sword is wrapped around the head and brain like a snake. It turns out that the tit-for-tat confrontation is quite powerful.

The two were once again fighting neck to neck.

The first is to use the pen, the second is to recognize the potential, and the third is to wrap the bundle. All three are combined, and then it is a book.

Yan Shanyue silently meditated on the key points of writing, moved his pen, and wrote six copybooks.

The red river in the dying day.

The remaining spring rejuvenates.

The remaining wind and grass are gone.

The remaining flames of the candle are lifted.

Dead trees and dead eagles.

The remaining blood is lifeless.

These six calligraphy stickers are all residual stickers.

Although it is a residual sticker, it is extremely rare and its value is very high. Yanshan Yuewu made the best use of it and understood the secret of the word "Can".

Incomplete artistic conception.

Therefore, his current writing style is very elusive as it is about to end but not yet finished, about to come but not yet.

Lin Ruoying nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Jiao, however, couldn't understand the mystery and didn't want to understand. She just rushed forward blindly, trying to overcome the cleverness with force.

However, good luck can often make a difference.

Although Zhang Jiao had a gun and a sword, she was blocked by Yan Shanyue's wonderful strokes, unable to break through or use her skills.

On the high platform.

Lin Ruoying asked Yu Yue: "Who do you think will win and who will lose in this match?"

Yu Yue said lazily: "I can't tell it yet, but I'll have a chance."

Lin Ruoying asked again: "What do you think of Yan Shanyue?"

Yu Yue said: "It's pretty good. He's a very talented and gifted person, and he has a tough mind."

Lin Ruoying nodded: "Your comments have strengthened my idea of ​​recruiting him to join the organization."

Yu Yue asked: "What if he loses the game?"

Lin Ruoying said: "Winning or losing doesn't matter now. If you say he is good, then it must be good."

I heard Ma Hualong next to me interject: "Is Miss Lin trying to win over Yan Shanyue from the Yan family in the capital? It just so happens that our Tenglong Group is also vigorously recruiting martial arts talents. Maybe we will take away Miss Lin's love."

Lin Ruoying glanced at him and said, "Could it be that Chairman Ma wants to steal people from us?"

Ma Hualong smiled and said: "Don't say it so harshly. Everyone loves talents. Our Tenglong Group is also contributing to social development and people's happiness. It is consistent with the goals of Miss Lin's organization, so we should be able to compete fairly. , allowing the talented people of the Yan family to make their own choices."

Lin Ruoying stopped talking, but she couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.