Chapter 880: Total Annihilation
At this time, Palace Master Yan sneered, "Young man from the He family, you don't have to do it, you are no match for him."
He Yingjie's face turned pale, and the head of Wudang glanced at Palace Master Yan gratefully and motioned for He Yingjie to stand behind him.
Baili Gui's face looked heavier than ever before. He called Baili Qingyun over and whispered a few words, then nodded to the elder.
The elder announced loudly, "The last match is between Baili Qingyun and Hanyu Kihara."
Baili Qingyun's weapon is the folding fan in his hand. The hole in the folding fan was repaired by someone overnight last night.
He was dressed in green robes, with a calm face, and stood in the crowd with a demeanor of everyone.
The elder shouted, "The competition begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hanyu Kihara quickly drew his sword and shot it straight at Baili Qingyun like an arrow.
Baili Qingyun's whole mind was focused on his sword. The sword flashed and Baili Qingyun raised his fan to block. The Japanese sword struck the fan bone and sparks flew everywhere.
Baili Qingyun retreated sharply, opened the fan in his hand, and a row of fine needles went straight to Hanyumuhara's front door.
Just now Bailigui told him not to hold back, and to use his strongest moves when he comes up.
Hanyu Kihara swung his long sword, and the fine needles of ox hair jingled on the Japanese sword.
At this moment, the second row of fine needles in Baili Qingyun has arrived again.
Hanyu Kihara changed his moves very quickly, and the second row of fine needles danced with the long sword and was knocked to the ground again.
Baili Qingyun did not use hidden weapons anymore, but attacked fiercely, using the folding fan in his hand to hit the big hole in Hanyu Kihara's body.
Hanyu Kihara blocked with his sword, and Gu Fei watched intently. Baili Qingyun was the only one who could fight back against Hanyu Kihara.
Suddenly, Hanyu Kihara ducked under Baili Qingyun's arm. He raised the long knife in his hand and cut it across Baili Qingyun's waist.
Gu Fei didn't know whether the sword had hurt Baili Qingyun. The two of them moved so fast that it was dizzying to see clearly.
After a while, Gu Fei knew it, because the blood on Baili Qingyun's waist quickly soaked his green shirt.
Everyone in the audience exclaimed, Baili Qingyun is the last hope of the British Dynasty. If he loses, who else will be Hanyu Kihara's opponent?
Baili Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not the one bleeding.
The two exchanged a few more moves in the field. Baili Qingyun staggered, and Gu Fei saw that the clothes on his chest had been cut open, and the skin and flesh on his chest were rolled up and dripping with blood.
Baili Gui couldn't bear to watch anymore, but he couldn't ask Baili Qingyun to give up.
Hanyu Kihara waved his sword again and again, and soon Baili Qingyun turned into a bloody gourd.
Palace Master Yan frowned, "We can't fight anymore. If we fight Qingyun again, we will be useless!"
Bailigui looked at his grandson in the field, his lips trembled slightly, and finally he gritted his teeth and stood up, "The competition is over, the winner is Hanyu Muyun."
The people from the Qingcheng faction quickly stepped forward and helped Baili Qingyun down. Hanyu Muhara looked around, "The written test is over, am I now the martial arts leader of the Great Britain Dynasty?"
There was silence in the audience.
Someone drank: "Nonsense, how can I, the martial arts leader of the British Dynasty, be from Japan? I'm here to fight with you!"
The man leaped onto the stage, and just as he raised the sword in his hand, Hanyu Mubara flashed the sword in his hand, and a blood flower bloomed from the man's chest.
Bailigui looked gloomy and turned to look at Palace Master Yan, "Let your apprentice come on and try. No matter what, the title of the leader of the martial arts alliance cannot be taken by the Japanese."
Palace Master Yan narrowed her eyes and whispered to Gu Fei: "You are no match for him. Go and bring Yu'er over."