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Chapter 83 Fighting
Pianruo struggled to breathe the turbid air, only to feel that the people around her had double images, and even the masked man who was fighting against her couldn't see clearly.

When the opening gong sounded, the huge sound would shake Pianruo's head and ears, but in a flash, her mind was empty and a mess.

Although Zhan Ke has fought nineteen times in a row, he has the momentum of getting more and more courageous, his light orange lips slightly raised, and he didn't show mercy just because he was fighting against a woman.

With a heavy punch, without mercy, it hit Pianruo directly in the stomach.

Before Pianruo could dodge in time, she was punched and lay on the ground, spraying a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"Battle moment."

"Battle moment."

"Battle moment."

"Wow."

There are countless people who bought Zhan Ke and won, and when they saw Zhan Ke, they punched the slender woman to the ground. Among the crowd watching the battle, no one felt that this woman was pitiful, and no one felt that Zhan Ke was real. I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

This is a dark and bloody place, and things like compassion don't belong here.

Only victory, or failure, divides this place into two poles, the cheers and applause of the winners, and the ridicule and abuse of the losers.

"I've said it a long time ago, what is a cute little girl doing here? You'd better throw in the towel and go back to embroider, ahaha."

"Tsk tsk tsk, she is indeed a weak woman, with such skill, how dare she come here? Bravery is commendable!"

"Courage is commendable? Haha, isn't it stupid?"

"Whether she's stupid or not, I didn't buy her to win anyway, haha."

Sentences of mocking voices crossed the turbid air and reached Pianruo's ears. She deeply felt the pain coming from her internal organs, and it seemed that even moving was a luxury.

"Do you really want to become a human sandbag?"

Ming Yeli's secret language was transmitted through sound transmission, and the cold tone was accurately transmitted to Pianruo's ears.

"His level is not as high as yours. If you think it's superfluous for me to bring you here, then you just admit defeat. From then on, you and I will return to each other, and we will have nothing to do with each other."

admit defeat?
Pianruo clenched her blood-stained hands into fists, she didn't want to admit defeat.

It is not in her character to admit defeat without a fight.

Pianruo seemed to be aroused to fight, she got up from the ground, her white dress was stained with gray and red stains, her eyes under the mask changed suddenly, she raised her sleeves, and casually wiped off her lips He imitated Zhan Ke's movements just now, poured spiritual power into his fist, and smashed his fist hard on Zhan Ke's abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

She doesn't know how to fight, it doesn't matter, she will always fight tit for tat.

No one is born to fight, what is there to be afraid of?

If you don't take the initiative to attack, you have to wait to be beaten. She is a sixth-level Qingling. When someone mentions her, who doesn't praise a genius girl?
How can a genius girl become a human sandbag?

Caught off guard, Zhan Ke was punched hard by Pian Ruo, his feet were pushed back with great force, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the flat ground, kicking up dust all over the ground, Pian Ruo squinted his eyes slightly, Under the hidden eyes, there was a faint blood-eating light.

It turns out that fighting is actually that simple?
As long as one move is made, the rest is instinctively following the move.

With the addition of fists and feet, the ultimate move is fully displayed.

Pianruo's brain is like an ancient clock that has been deposited on the bottom of the sea for a hundred years. When it is discovered, it is picked up from the bottom of the sea, and the rust fades away bit by bit, and the ancient gears start to run again.

Click, click, click.

The sound of the chain gradually became smoother, and a yellowed ancient book suddenly appeared in her mind.

The ancient book was slowly opened in her mind, and the dust fell on the ground. On a thick green book, the four gold-plated characters of "Void Sword Art" flashed as the book was opened. passed away.

Bang, Pianruo and Zhan Ke fought four punches, each retreated three steps, dust was flying.

More or less bruises appeared on the bodies of both of them. They fought with bare hands. Although Pianruo had higher spiritual power, she had much more actual combat experience than Pianruo. The two fought for a stick of incense. For a long time, I was stunned and felt inseparable, evenly divided.

The breath of Zhan Ke no longer had the calmness after winning nineteen games in a row, the air gradually became dignified, and Zhan Ke's breathing became heavy, with a wave of his long hand, a cold light flashed in his hand, a three-foot-long Qingfeng sword Being sacrificed, the light blue spiritual power brought out became the brightest color in the gloomy arena.

Nothingness swordsmanship.

Pianruo closed her eyes and felt the information sent from her brain.

She tried her best to adjust her breathing. After several fights, she had no time to worry about fear and fear. This is the battlefield, the battlefield of life or death.

Since it is a sword technique, a sword is needed to complete the move, but Pianruo has no sword or knife in her hand at the moment, not even a dagger.

The black hair is flying, if you raise your hand, the index finger and middle finger are tightly stretched, using the hand as a sword, the gray-blue spiritual power, like two dark flames, leaps from the fingertips, in this gloomy world , and no one will notice why the color of the spiritual power dancing on Pianruo's fingertips is a little different.

In bright colors, if it falls here, it will change color, which is common.

"ah."

With a loud shout, Zhan Ke held the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Pianruo mercilessly.

He regarded her as a real opponent.

The sword was unsheathed, and the aura surging out of the battle moment has undergone earth-shaking changes.

With killing intent all around, Pianruo subconsciously pursed her lips, raised her hands to fight with extreme concentration.

What is nothingness swordsmanship?

That is, having no sword is better than having a sword. As long as you think about it, anything can become a sword that splits sharply. The first page has been turned, and every move is clearly visible.

Pianruo didn't need to look at it deliberately, the moves above flooded into Pianruo's mind very consciously.

Due to her talent, Pianruo seems to be very fast no matter what she learns.

Even when he had no rules before, just learning the moves of Zhan Ke on the spot, he was as good as him in fighting.

now……

Pianruo pursed her lips lightly.

She was a little bit interested.

At this moment, all the previous apprehension and fear disappeared, and what was replaced was the eagerness to face the battle.

With fingers as swords, you have already lost in terms of momentum.

The Qingfeng sword was produced by Lingqi Villa, and its power is self-evident.

"Fuck, finally revealed the weapon."

"At the moment of the war, you give me a good fight, and all my money is on you."

"At that moment, I thought Zhan Ke would lose, but now it seems that Zhan Ke has a great chance of winning."

(End of this chapter)