Chapter 298 Battle with Mengshan

So as soon as he stabbed the wooden knife firmly, he pressed Mengshan's shoulder armor with one hand, and jumped up with the force of the rebound. Mengshan missed the opportunity and couldn't help but roar.

He Lingchuan turned back, fell behind Meng Shan, and drew his sword again!

This time he aimed at the back of Mengshan's neck, a part that the leather armor could not take care of. Even if there is no sharp edge, as long as it hits the vital point, it can still make the opponent's eyes black.

Sun Fuling in the audience frowned slightly and shook her head slightly.

Meng Shan ducked down in time to avoid the wooden knife.

After he roared, his movements were obviously a beat faster, and his body shrank by a full size. He turned with a flexibility that was not suitable for his size, and the mace hit He Lingchuan's upper body hard and fast.

The stick's wooden pegs actually emitted a thick red light.

These weapons are wooden blank slates with no characteristics of their own. Suddenly glowing at this time, it can only be said that Mengshan used his true power to perform his own special move.

He Lingchuan was unable to evade in mid-air, but he took a hard hit and was knocked three feet away!

Almost fell off the ring.

Meng Shan followed him like a shadow, his speed was astonishing, and he caught up with He Lingchuan in two steps.

The civilians only saw the heavy shadow of the stick, but they didn't know that he struck three heavy blows in three directions in just half a second! But the hair of the civilians lying on the railings was messed up by the wind.

He Lingchuan couldn't avoid it, so he had to force his arms and hold the knife to catch it.

Each hit was like being hit by a giant hammer, making both arms numb and the tiger's mouth cracking.

What's even more frightening is that every time Meng Shan hits him, his energy increases, and in the end, the momentum will surge like a frenzy and overwhelm him.

He Lingchuan felt that his whole body was locked, and Meng Shan's power seemed to squeeze in from all directions, pinning him to the spot, unable to move.

This is how the wild boar fell just now.

He Lingchuan challenged Mengshan in the past, and he was eliminated like this at least twice.

Meng Shan's three heavy blows were each stronger than the last. The last blow hit Tianling Gai straight from top to bottom, which was unparalleled in its ferocity. That stance is like a pile driver with crazy output.

To be honest, it didn't make any difference whether he used an iron rod or a wooden rod at this moment. Anyway, the victim would be shot in the head with one stick. Sergeant Gale, who was watching the battle around him, also felt a chill on his head and was thinking about how to respond.

He Lingchuan escaped the third one.

To be precise, he put his hands on the ground and rolled away from the side of Mengshan Mountain.

It's like being squeezed out.

Xiao Maoliang said a long "Eh", and Hu Min rubbed his eyes.

He Lingchuan's figure was like a fish swimming in the water, the twisted angles were cunning and strong, and he almost bounced away with the force of his back. In the end, he found some cracks in this all-round, seemingly endless squeeze.

When time was scarce, he seized the opportunity.

Sun Fuling narrowed her eyes.

She caught He Lingchuan's wooden knife and took the opportunity to stab Meng Shan's side, like a needle.

But it was protected by leather armor and the wooden knife couldn't penetrate.

And with a "click", the weapon actually shattered.

The next second, Mengshan's hand shield arrived and hit He Lingchuan's temple.

The civilians in the audience exclaimed.

In their opinion, this was He Lingchuan's attempt to counterattack but was unable to break through the opponent's defense, causing his own weapon to shatter.

The thin man said "Hey" and clenched his fist fiercely.

How is this different from the previous battles between the two sides? Everyone knows that if this game continues, the winner will be Monsanto again.

Don't look at He Lingchuan's flexible movements and good-looking play, but Mengshan is not afraid of flexible opponents at all and only needs to use strength to deal with skill. As long as He Lingchuan makes one mistake, he will be doomed.

Who can't go wrong? Time stands here at Mengshan.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan was not disturbed and did not want to fight. He grabbed the remaining wooden handle and walked away. At the critical moment, he avoided the shield attack and rolled five feet away.

Mengshan's hand shield was smashed into nothing.

That wooden knife received three strong blows from Meng Shan, and no matter how good the quality was, it had reached the end of its lifespan. It was only when He Lingchuan saw the visible cracks on the blade and felt that it was vulnerable to another blow that he desperately tried to avoid Meng Shan's blow.

A warrior must have a clear judgment on the status of his weapon.

After Meng Shan swung in the air, there was a violent trample, a forward dive and then a sweeping blow from the stick.

The ground of the arena shook like a magnitude eight or nine earthquake. Xiao Maoliang and other Gale soldiers were deeply moved when they saw this move. In the battle of Yan Valley half a year ago, Meng Shan shocked many people.

Now that he had a good time to pinch, He Lingchuan had just climbed up and his footing was not stable. If he fell down, he would definitely not be able to catch the blow from behind.

The long stick struck over, and the stick wind was more than two feet long. There was a sharp "whoosh" sound in the air, which was full of oppression.

Although it is invisible, being hit will definitely not have any good consequences.

This move alone would make Meng Shan one of the generals.

It can be seen that He Lingchuan is not the only one who has improved in the past six months.

The knowledgeable people in the audience cheered.

However, He Lingchuan knew what he wanted to do when he saw Meng Shan raise his knees. When the enemy stepped on the ring, he used one hand to use his strength and jumped back. He just escaped the damage of the trample and jumped behind the weapon rack.

This frame was firmly nailed to the edge of the field, and he was swept away by the wind of the stick.

There was a loud crash, the shelf was broken into two pieces, and the weapons on it were scattered in a mess.

He Lingchuan casually grabbed a few wooden throwing knives, aimed at Mengshan's eyes and throat, and threw them out.

Meng Shan raised his shield in front and charged, all the flying knives hitting the shield.

The distance between the two sides was only two feet. He was tall and had long legs, so he could reach the opponent in two steps.

He Lingchuan grabbed a wooden long sword and fought with him.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen rounds.

Hu Min watched intently: "Duan Dao, this kid is good."

Facing such an opponent who dominated the whole field, He Lingchuan always dodged at the last moment, and even took a few hard hits. He knew Meng Shan's offensive routines very well, and he seemed to be more at ease.

One was strong and the other was flexible, and this duel was very interesting.

The surrounding soldiers and civilians applauded continuously, and they all felt that they had seen enough excitement this time. However, the parties involved had entered a state of turning a deaf ear to the enemy, and they were only focused on fighting life and death!

Xiao Maoliang suddenly said: "Meng Shan has slowed down."

Those watching the excitement outside the No. 7 ring were not very clear, but those with a discerning eye could find that Meng Shan's attack speed slowed down, turning around, attacking, and even the pace of attacking and dodging were at least half a beat slower than before.

As the speed slowed down, the oppressive feeling of the profound knowledge was at least reduced by half.

Looking at Meng Shan again, his facial muscles were twisted and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Sun Fuling suddenly said, "Meng Shan's internal injuries are not light."

Her voice was very soft, and only Commander Xiao heard it, and frowned slightly.

Did He Lingchuan's previous attack work?

Meng Shan was indeed injured.

Every time he turned around, there was a sharp pain in the place where the wooden sword hit his waist; every time he breathed, his diaphragm felt as if it was stabbed. He Lingchuan's previous two knives did not seem to break the defense, but there was a stream of true power that penetrated and rushed in, lingering.

Others did not know, only Meng Shan himself could feel it, and he was afraid that his liver, gallbladder and lungs were injured.

His eyes had gone black several times, and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

No, we have to fight quickly!

Meng Shan, who had always dominated the ring and defeated his opponents in a cat-and-mouse manner, finally felt that the time on the ring was too long.

He rolled his eyes and deliberately staggered a step, exposing his chest.

This opportunity is rare, and the opponent will certainly not miss it.

He Lingchuan turned the tip of his knife and went straight for his throat.

Meng Shan endured the severe pain, his chest and abdomen bulged, and he roared at the enemy in front of him!

This roar was like a lion's roar in the ear, which made people's livers and blood tremble.

He still had his back to the outside, but several civilians on the edge of the ring fell down and lost consciousness.

And He Lingchuan in front of him faced a powerful sound wave attack. The sound was ten times louder than the thunder in the sky, and even pushed him back!

Meng Shan used all his strength in this roar, and all the blood in his lungs spurted out. Finally caught He Lingchuan, he would not miss the last chance, and swept the big stick in his right hand, and finally swept the opponent!

However, when He Lingchuan was knocked away, the long knife also slipped out of his hand, and Meng Shan leaned back to avoid the tip of the knife.

However, there was still a foot-long invisible energy on the tip of the knife, which accurately hit his Adam's apple!

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, He Lingchuan was swept out a foot away, rolled twice on the ground, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and failed to get up after two attempts.

Meng Shan on the opposite side did not move.

The wooden sword fell to the ground and rolled half a circle.

Sun Fuling said silently:

"We won."

The court was still for a few seconds, and Meng Shan suddenly vomited blood.

This vomiting was unstoppable, blood spurted like a spring, and he fell to his knees with a bang.

He felt his internal organs were stirred, as if two knives of ice and fire were scraping at him in turn, and his mind was even more dizzy. He had several double images when he looked at He Lingchuan who was running over.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

Most people did not see clearly what was going on. They only knew that He Lingchuan was knocked to the ground by Meng Shan with a stick, but Meng Shan looked more seriously injured and could not even stand up.

It was really inexplicable.

He Lingchuan took two steps to Meng Shan and gently touched his temple with his fingertips.

Even with this little bit of force, Meng Shan couldn't bear it and fell headfirst.

There was silence around the No. 7 ring, and everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

They naturally didn't know that Meng Shan had been struggling to fight after the first two knife strikes, and the accumulated injuries in his internal organs were getting worse. At this time, the damage caused by He Lingchuan's third knife broke out together!

This happened again and again.

On the other hand, He Lingchuan only suffered some superficial injuries from beginning to end. In fact, time was on his side.

He Lingchuan pressed his left arm and shouted to the courtyard: "Come, he needs rescue!"

A Luo rushed to the ring with a medicine box and ordered two soldiers to turn Meng Shan over. He was bleeding from all seven orifices and his eyes were straight.

At this time, the enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited, and applause and shouts were overwhelming.

A Luo was busy with his hands and couldn't help asking: "How did you beat him like this?" He didn't see what happened just now.

"I'm lucky."

"Your shoulder injury is also serious, I'll help you deal with it!" After all, he is one of us, and A Luoxin has been biased from the beginning.

As for Meng Shan, he can wait.