Chapter 977 Arena Storm 4

Quan Jun is a famous swordsman, and his long sword is as fast as lightning. If he had been used to deal with Mo Shanshan just now, he would have been a sure winner.

Xia Weiwei's weapon is a pipa. She is completely a skill-based player. In fact, there are three types of players: speed, skill and strength.

Among them, the strength type restrains the skill type, which is the so-called one force can defeat ten, while the skill type restrains the speed type, because no matter how fast you are, the opponent can predict it in advance.

The speed type absolutely restrains the strength type. Mo Shanshan explained this very well just now. After all, no matter how strong you are, it will be in vain if you don't use it.

Therefore, although Quan Jun's offensive was as fast as lightning, the pipa in Xia Weiwei's hand always appeared where it should appear, blocking all the opponent's offensive.

In order to maintain an extremely fast sword-drawing speed, it consumes a lot of physical energy. Although this consumption can be ignored if it is against a power type, it will be unlucky against a skill type.

After the two of them fought more than a hundred moves, Xia Weiwei caught the flaw and flicked the pipa with her hand, and the funeral nail hidden in the pipa flew out.

Quan Jun was completely unable to dodge, and was hit in both eyes by the funeral nails. After his eyes were blinded, he naturally became confused and was strangled to death with a pipa string.

In the fourth battle, it was Zhou Zilian who took action. Her opponent was also a woman, but this woman had a problem with her orientation. She was a blooming lily.

Quan Yujing is Quan Yuchuan's biological sister. She was once raped by her beastly brother, so she changed as a whole and became a lily.

And she had been thinking about the innocent Zhou Zilian for more than a day or two. At this time, after seeing him, her eyes were blurred and she had no desire to attack.

She drooled and said, "I really didn't expect to be able to fight you, Sister Lian, today. How could I bear to attack you!"

Zhou Zilian snorted softly from her nose and said, "That's what you said nicely. If you really have this intention, then you can cut off your right hand yourself, and I will promise you."

Quan Yujing was really possessed. She actually waved the long sword in her hand and chopped off her right arm. The severe pain did not make her wake up at all, but instead gave her a sense of pleasure.

Zhou Zilian continued to smile and said: "Now that I see you have a little bit of sincerity, if you cut off your left leg, I can take care of you in the future."

Quan Yujing immediately said with a smile: "Mei Lian is absolutely right. You are also a girl from an innocent family. You must have a reason to be by my side."

After she cut off her left leg with her sword, Zhou Zilian's expression changed. She waved the soft whip in her hand and quickly attacked. For such a cripple, of course, it could be done in three strikes, five strikes, and two strikes.

Zhao Yiming looked at Zhou Zilian who came back to him with a meek look on his face, and couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart. Originally, he couldn't do anything to this little girl, but now it seems that she is a devil.

Xia Wei sighed slightly and said, "If Zhang Na hadn't failed to live up to her expectations, we would have won at this point, and I'm afraid there would be some trouble at the next stop."

In the fifth battle, they took action against Zhou Zimei, who could be considered a real master. After all, she was one of the Seven Star Swordsmen and a true disciple of the Sword Master, so her skills were quite good.

Her opponent this time was Zheng Yihu, a guest of the family. This guy came from the Japanese island country and was quite unfamiliar with his sword skills. The key was that he was extremely ferocious and had no mercy at all.

Zhou Zimei said with a smile: "This is nothing special. Your previous arrangements are very targeted. I still have some confidence in this Japanese."

Zheng Yihu shouted loudly: "Do you know how to send bitches to fight? Are all the men dead? Today I will kill you, you stinky bitch, to see if those men can do anything."

Zhou Zimei said in a cold voice: "You have such a loud tone. According to you, we women are not good enough. Palace Master Yun Meidai is a role model among us women. I will kill you on her behalf today."

She was trying to pull off a tiger's skin, but it did scare Zheng Yihu. Yun Meidai was an extreme feminist, and it was hard to tell what she had done.

He waved the Japanese sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Don't slap your hat on me here. No one is afraid of you. Watch me cut you in two with one blow."

He said and rushed up with a sword. Zhou Zimei shook the long sword in her hand and started fighting with this guy. She can become the true disciple of the Sword Master. In addition to the sacrifice of her body, her own talent is also quite good.

Nie Xiao sighed softly and said: "It's a pity that my junior sister was divorced by the master too early. Otherwise, her achievements would definitely be more than this. She only wanted to take care of his sister, so she has paid a lot."

Park Baishun snorted disdainfully and said, "Why are you pretending to be a good person here? When you took advantage of the junior sister, it seems that you, the second senior brother, are not a good person either!"

Lu Ziyun smiled slightly and said, "I think you two shouldn't argue. It's better to watch the competition. This Japanese man's sword skills are very spicy. If he blindly pursues lethality, I'm afraid junior sister will be in a lot of trouble."

Pu Yuan glanced at him disdainfully and said: "This guy's sword skills are too simple. Junior sister should be able to handle it, but I don't know if he has any special skills. If so, it will be troublesome."

After the two people on the stage performed more than a hundred moves, Zheng Yihu suddenly took a few steps back, raised the Japanese sword above his head, and assumed a high-up stance.

Then he shouted in a cold voice: "I'm going to show you today, the essence of our Japanese swordsmanship, slashing in the wind."

Zhou Zimei also felt the opponent's aura and tightly held the long sword in her hand. Perhaps except for the special skill of pressing the bottom of the box, the Soul-Chasing Sword, which the sword master had taught her.

She saw her long sword come out of her hand and flew toward Zheng Yihu's throat like lightning. At this time, the opponent's sword also came out, splitting the long sword in the middle.

Although the long sword was split into two, its power remained unabated and it still pierced his throat. However, the sword energy from the opponent also cut Zhou Zimei into two pieces.

These two guys once again died together, and there was a draw again. However, there was no need to fight in the next two games. Zhao Yiming and the others had three wins and two draws, so they were definitely victorious.

The audience below was also excited. They didn't expect the fight to be so fierce on the first day. Two of the five masters' true disciples were killed. It was really lively.

Quan Tianba became angry, flicked his sleeves and said to Zhao Yiming: "You took advantage of me today, sooner or later I will definitely kill you."

Zhao Yiming shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and then looked up to the sky with a completely disdainful look.