The myth of rebirth of the era of martial arts

A flash of light bloomed on the ring...

The light of the knife is like an indescribable horse training, bringing a feeling of horror from the heart to all players in the arena!A group of players who came here specially from Wanmei Villa all showed expressions of astonishment.

Compared with some players watching the excitement, they are the real masters.A group of people stopped shortly thereafter, staring at the situation on the ring with horrified eyes, and gasped in their mouths.

Among the people in Wanmei Villa, the one in the middle seemed to be the leader. Compared with his companions who were shocked and moved, his eyes sank slightly, "Drawing the sword!" He glanced at another player next to him, with a look of consultation in his eyes. [

This player is also holding a knife in his hand all the time, a good knife, the level of the knife is fifty, but it is made of fine steel, the back of the knife is densely covered with spikes and serrations, hence the name, Spike Blade.The Spike was held in his hand, and the player's face turned pale, with excitement and impulse flashing across his face from time to time.His eyes were fixed on the sword light on the ring, as if he was greedily and hungrily absorbing some kind of knowledge.

"The technique of drawing swords is perfect..."

Even so, a few words were still spit out from the mouth of the player holding the knife, but the voice was full of an impulse, an impulse to fight.His eyes were fixed on the situation on the ring without blinking, but most of his eyes stayed on Fu Fen's body, on the trajectory of the sword drawing technique.

"Fizz!"

The people of Wanmei Villa gasped in unison.

"Perfect. So his sword-drawing skill is still better than yours!" the leading player in Wanmei Villa said lightly, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.

"Well, it is indeed on top of his sword drawing skills..."

The response came from the crowd of onlookers.A player who got out had sharp eyes and flickered from time to time. This person got out of the crowd and moved towards this side. The players in Wanmei Villa seemed to be loosely guarded, but in fact, at this time, they all kept Be alert.When he saw this person, he didn't intend to stop him. Obviously, the relationship between this person and Wanmei Villa was at least on the same front.

his words.The player holding the knife moved all over, but there was no response, as if acquiescing to this statement, his eyes were fixed on the light of the knife on the ring, and he remained silent.

"Didn't you say that they are still blocking the door? If we hadn't gathered in advance and came here to take a look, the situation this time would have been rough. Fu Fen's sword-drawing skills, watching from the sidelines is also beneficial to Xiaomo... "Wanmei Villa; the leader.Glancing at the player who came over, he asked.

This drilled player.Apparently he was the one who sent the message to Wanmei Villa and the others.

Hearing what the player from Wanmei Villa said, he immediately smiled wryly.Said: "It wasn't long before I sent you the information, and who knows, the situation changed suddenly. I wanted Ling Tian to let the other party get out of the ring without agreeing to the bet. He clearly knew what these guys were trying to do, and he didn't intend to back down. Moreover, I still have some deterrent thoughts. I was optimistic about him at first, but who knew that Fu Fen used the sword drawing technique as soon as he came up, and his realm has reached the point of perfection. It seems that this time I want to belittle the enemy and lose !"

"Haven't you always been his supporter?" The leading player of Wanmei Villa asked curiously.

"It's a supporter! Who can guarantee that Yu Lingtian will not regress? If he is still the kind of classic who only relies on manipulation and remembers the classics that are regarded as gods, he will definitely lose this time. I am just objectively discussing the facts. , In contrast to what I know about Fu Fen, I know better that his sword-drawing skills are too terrifying!" Hearing this, the man smiled wryly again, and told everyone in Wanmei Villa.

Almost everyone has denied my Yu Lingtian's strength. Even the leader who came here from Wanmei Villa specially wanted to see the strength of my Yu Lingtian. At this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little bit. Shaken up.A person like him who holds power in his hand is rarely wavered, and even if he wavers, he probably already thinks in his heart that if I want to rise to the sky, I must be defeated, and I must die on the spot...

"Pity!"

The leader of Wanmei Villa suddenly sighed softly.

Even the players in Wanmei Villa couldn't guess his thoughts, but they could vaguely feel his words. Just as the player who delivered the message opened his mouth to say something, a voice came from the ring next to his ears. With the crisp sound of "snap", this person followed everyone's eyes and looked at the situation on the ring...

On the ring, Fu Fen suddenly had a bloody slap on his cheek, the slap was clearly visible, a data jumped up from the top of his head, looking up from the bottom, the onlookers under the ring could still see Fu Fen's face full of astonishment The expression, the sluggish look made many people stiffen instantly. [

"What, what's the situation?"

Many people thought in their hearts, and some people murmured directly.

"That noise just now, could it be that Fu Fen was slapped? But why did he slap himself? It's all right, this thing is too strange?"

Obviously, many players among these people have already determined that Yang Ling must be suspicious, and simply threw them to the place where the bet was placed in a hurry, waiting to exchange the bet. They subconsciously looked back after this slap, they saw the damage data jumping, and Seeing the slap mark on Fu Fen's face, he was very confused about what happened in the ring, and immediately, he subconsciously thought about it.

Until now, they seem to have not realized that they have ignored a very important issue.

...Why couldn't Yang Ling escape the sword drawing technique?

This question was also raised before, but in the end, it was criticized utterly, but in desperation, they could only keep silent.Those criticizing players also plausibly said that they understand the sword drawing technique, and who doesn't know how good the sword drawing technique is. If they are not good, how can they win the ring for [-] consecutive rounds without losing a single defeat?

However, how to explain all this?

The players on and off the ring stared helplessly at Fu Fen, as if waiting for his explanation.

Fu Fen also looked at Yang Ling with horrified eyes, his eyes widened involuntarily, as if he had seen a ghost, he opened his mouth, and asked after a long time, "Why are you still alive?"

"Is it strange that I'm alive?" Yang Ling couldn't help but sneered when he heard this, and then, he glanced at Fu Fen and said lightly, "Why don't I find it strange at all?"

"You don't think it's weird, we think it's weird!!"

Under the arena, several players wailed in their hearts, waiting for the answer.Unfortunately, Fu Fen was unable to give them an answer. Because he was too shocked, he kept repeating, "Impossible, it is impossible for you to be alive..."

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