Chapter 484

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Yang Miaozhen's move was beyond everyone's surprise. He had only seen his legs used as whips, but he had never seen him use his legs to use his spear.

Yang Miaozhen's legs are very long and straight. The power of playing a pear flower gun is no less than that of a real gun. Song Qingshu was caught off guard and almost got kicked all over the face.

However, in Song Qingshu's current state, although he is panicked, he is not confused. He lifts his palms, and comes first, either slaps, flicks, or pushes...every time he hits the weak point of Yang Miaozhen's ankle, turning her fierce offensive into invisible. .

Yang Miaozhen didn't plan to use her legs to defeat Song Qingshu. Her marksmanship was to let the flow of water go with the flow, and she could use guns everywhere, so she could continue the offensive and make the enemy exhausted.

Song Qingshu's palm just held her ankle up and Yang Miaozhen took advantage of her strength to toss in mid-air. The pear flower spear that had just been inserted into the ring had already flashed a cold light and stabbed towards Song Qingshu's chest.

"Si Niangzi's body is so flexible!"

Song Qingshu secretly praised, her figure has retreated several feet, Yang Miaozhen's round of attacks was invalid, and she no longer continued to attack, but stayed calmly and looked at him.

"Fourth Lady, come and don't be indecent, just let you attack a round, now it's my turn?" Looking at the sweat on Yang Miaozhen's temples, Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"Please!" Yang Miaozhen also smiled generously, but she was not so relaxed in her heart. She had played against Song Qingshu and knew that his lightning-fast ghostly movement was the most troublesome.

"Then the fourth lady, please be careful." As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, his entire body had turned into an afterimage, and everyone in the ring still didn't realize what happened. Where Yang Miaozhen was standing, a group of bright spears exploded.

"Mother, why did Song Qingshu disappear, and you saw that fourth lady dancing the gun alone in the ring?" Guo Fu's eyes widened in surprise, her eyes fluttering around, and she couldn't see Song Qingshu at all.

Huang Rong's face was deeply shocked, how could people be so fast?

Hearing her daughter keep asking, Huang Rong pointed to the stage with complicated eyes: "He's been there all the time, just because the speed is too fast, you can't see him."

Guo Fu was stunned, and quickly stared at Yang Miaozhen's surroundings more intently. Under the guidance of her mother, she finally caught a gray shadow, but in a blink of an eye the gray shadow disappeared again. He couldn't help being astonished: "Is he a human or a ghost?"

Huang Rong's face suddenly turned red, and she secretly spat in her heart. Of course it was a ghost, but she was still a lecher.

Yang Miaozhen, who was at the center of the storm, felt even stronger. Her eyesight was naturally ten thousand times better than Guo Fu, but it was still difficult to capture Song Qingshu. In the end, she simply closed her eyes. In this case, she couldn't see. Seeing that there is no difference, it is better to feel the surging airflow around and the changes in Song Qingshu's energy.

If the power of the pear flower gun is ten points on weekdays, now Yang Miaozhen plays the pear flower gun with twelve points of power in a state of calmness.

One after another pear blossoms bloomed and protected Yang Miaozhen. Each pear blossom was formed by her infuriating energy. No matter how fast Song Qingshu was, as long as he wanted to attack her, he had to break through these pear blossoms.

As for the pear flowers that Yang Miaozhen danced, each of them was connected to her own energy. Which one was broken, which one was removed, which one had abnormal airflow around it... She felt like a mirror in her heart.

Therefore, although Song Qingshu's speed is fast, she can predict the angle of his attack and the trajectory of his attack in advance from the broken pear blossom. Therefore, although Yang Miaozhen can't see the opponent, he still stands in the position, like a boat on the sea in the storm. It seems dangerous, but it has always been able to turn danger into a safe place.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes looked at everything on the stage with dazzling eyes. They had seen Yang Miaozhen's exquisite marksmanship before their own eyes. Defence, being imprisoned by others in a place of three feet and struggling to support.

Song Qingshu's light work was beyond the understanding of most people in the field, and there was a lot of discussion. He felt that he had this light work, and he was already invincible from the beginning. Not allowed.

Everyone in the Honghua Club obviously had the same concern, but Yu Wanting was still calm, but Wen Tailai couldn't help but ask the little girl not far away: "Miss Aqing, this little thief named Song is so fast. Can you deal with it?"

Ah Qing was nibbling on an apple with all his heart, and when he heard his words, he glanced at the arena, and said with a smile, "It's simple, it's better to make the ring full of sword energy."

Ah Qing's answer made the people around him speechless. Who else has this ability except you? However, what she said is not without reason. Just like the ubiquitous sunshine, when the entire arena is filled with sword energy, no matter how fast Song Qingshu is, there is nowhere to escape.

Wen Tailai couldn't help but glanced at Yu Wanting, and both saw the joy in the other's eyes, thinking that Song Qingshu, who dared to use this trick to deal with Ah Qing next time, was simply asking for his own death.

At this moment, the two people on the stage separated abruptly. Looking at Yang Miaozhen, who was panting slightly, Song Qingshu praised with admiration, "I didn't expect you to come up with such a speed to deal with me." Although others thought they had the upper hand, but He knew that he didn't take advantage of the attack just now.

"Thank you for your compliment." Yang Miaozhen had a bright face. After the last time she suffered a loss in Song Qingshu's hands, she spent a lot of time studying how to deal with it, so she was able to cope with it with ease this time.

"But you do

It's a lot of energy consumption, how long can you hold on if I continue to attack? "Song Qingshu's eyes involuntarily placed his eyes on Yang Miaozhen's chest that kept heaving due to panting.

Not only did Yang Miaozhen not evade Song Qingshu's gaze, but she deliberately puffed out her chest, looking completely indifferent, and her voice suddenly became coquettish: "Young master, can you just bear to bully others with speed every time? If you win, you won't be able to win, but people will never be convinced."

"Oh, when can I change my temperament?" Song Qingshu scolded himself secretly, then laughed, "How do you want to compare the fourth lady?"

Yang Miaozhen rolled her eyes, picked up the gun and drew four footprints on the ground: "Well, let's stand in this circle and fight, whoever leaves this circle with both feet, even if he loses, how about it?"

"This comparison?" Song Qingshu deliberately hesitated.

Yang Miaozhen continued to add: "This is more than restricting your light power and body technique, and the little sister can't just take advantage of you. Well, I won't use the pear spear later, you and I only compete with fists and feet, how about it?"

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