Chapter 129: The next game first Wu Su held an extra-long Mo knife, pointed at Fang Yiai on the other side, and said in a stiff tone: "Fang Yiai, I have long heard that you are a famous strong man in the Tang Army, known as a thousand strongmen, I don't know who is more powerful than me."
But I think it's still mine, it's a little bigger, and you won't be able to hold back for a while, so kneel for me. ” "Did I say you're an idiot?
If it's more than strength, let's just lift weights, why are you standing here?
Regarding Wu Su's provocation, Fang Yiai was not stunned at all, and his eyes were sharp: "But what I'm more interested in is, where did your Mo knife come from?"
I remember that Datang forbade the flow of Mo knives, right?
” "You don't care about that."
Wu Su waved the Mo knife a few times, and the big knife of more than sixty catties was like a leaf in his hand, and it fluttered with gusts of wind: "Of course, if you can defeat me, it's okay for me to tell you, but can you defeat me?"
” "You know what?
I like it most when someone pretends to be a in front of me.
Fang Yiai smiled: "Because I especially like their expressions of pretending to be forced to be **, it's so funny." ” "Less nonsense, look at the knife."
Wu Su finally understood, in terms of bickering, how could he be the opponent of the Han people?
So without saying a word, he directly held a big knife of more than seven feet and slashed towards Fang Yiai.
"It's good to come."
Fang Yiai was not to be outdone, and greeted him with the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, looking like he was ready to fight hard.
"Bell~" was like a thunderbolt, the two most prestigious knives in history collided together, and then separated in an instant, and the people with the knives couldn't bear the strength to retreat separately, of which Wu Su retreated five steps, and Fang Yiai retreated three and a half steps, it seems that this first fight is Fang Yiai's slight upper hand.
After moving his aching hand, Fang Yiai grinned: "Good boy, the strength is not small, it is the first time that the master has seen someone who can force me back, and I am starting to be a little reluctant to kill you." ” Compared with the ease of Fang Yiai's love, Wu Su has a dignified face, although it seems that the two sides are evenly divided, Fang Yiai's love is at most a small victory.
But Wu Su knew that the knife he had just made was full play, and he had the advantage of charging, and his strength could be said to be one hundred and two percent.
But Fang Yiai not only took the knife on the spot, but Wu Su could detect it, he didn't use all his strength just now, at least looking at his current expression, he knew that he was not hurt, but his tiger's mouth had been shattered.
"Fang Yiai, take his knife from me, I want to see who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to smuggle the Mo knife."
Li Zhen, who was sitting outside the ring, finally had a chance to speak, but his expression was not good, Mo Dao is the country's heavy weapon, although it is now a chicken rib, but the title of the country's heavy weapon has not been taken off after all, it is still a prohibited item, and there are people who dare to steal and sell it outside, it is really rampant, dare to smuggle Mo Dao today, won't it be smuggling cannons tomorrow?
Is this worth it?
A thorough investigation must be carried out thoroughly.
"Yes."
Fang Yiai's eyes froze, he also thought of this joint, the production of Mo knives is very difficult, each Mo knife has its own number, as long as the knife is snatched, it is much easier to find out who is behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, Fang Yiai also put away his lazy expression, and said to Wu Su with a positive color: "You are a good opponent, but I'm sorry, Modao is a big deal, and I can only play hard." ” Wu Su applied for a Ling suddenly, holding the Mo knife tightly with both hands, lowered his figure, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on." ” "Ah~" Fang Yiai was not polite, and shouted, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was picked up by him, and the whole person spun like a windmill and slashed towards Wusu.
Listening to the terrible scream coming from the air being split, Wu Su's face changed greatly, listening to this voice, he knew that Fang Yiai had used all his strength, and there was rotational acceleration, and his strength was multiplied, in the face of such a situation, the best choice should be to dodge.
But he is a Wusu, the first warrior of Hui, he has always been proud of his own strength, how can he hide in the face of a strong enemy?
"Ah~" It is impossible to take this move just by defending, and the best way is to attack against attack, so Wu Su also straightened up, learning from Fang Yiai's appearance, the whole body rotated violently, and the Mo knife carrier was no less than the scream of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and bravely rushed towards the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, moving forward.
It's a pity that some things are not transferred by human will, although Wu Su has exhausted his strength, but in the face of the full outbreak of Fang Yi's love, the final result can only be a knife and a human injury.
"Click!"
The Mo knife was split into two sections in the air and flew out, and a scar from right to left appeared on Wu Su's chest, and blood kept flowing out - Fang Yiai still stopped at the last moment, that wound was actually not injured by the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, but was cut by the air cut by the violent blade, if it was really slashed by the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, under that speed and strength, even if it broke a little skin, it was enough to cut off Wu Su's chest. “......
Good knife, good strength, Wu Su is convinced.
Looking at the pouring of his heart, Wu Su was stunned for a moment, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness - the previous competition was still harmful to the body, at this time he not only had his arms shattered, but also severely strained his waist spine and muscles, even if he was better in the future, I am afraid that he would not be able to make his strength, if nothing else, Wu Su's life will be ruined.
"Again, you're a good opponent, but unfortunately, we can't compare anymore, it's my fault, but I resolutely don't regret it."
Fang Yiai can naturally see Wu Su's situation, and regrets the loss of a good opponent, but as he said, he doesn't regret it, compared to the shocking answer to the arms smuggling case, what is a good opponent?
Xue Wanche didn't expect the battle to end so quickly, and he was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "This victor - Fang Yiai!!
” "Oh!"
"Love, love, love!"
Immediately, the school field cheered, except for the Hui and the tribes close to him, the rest of the people cheered to their heart's content, cheering for the birth of a new hero.
For everyone's cheers, Fang Yiai didn't move, but silently walked out of the battle circle, picked up the Mo knife that was broken into two sections, picked it up, and handed it to Li Zhen: "Your Highness, what should I do now?"
” "Send the knife back to Chang'an, just leave this matter to my father, it's not appropriate for us to participate."
Li Zhen didn't look at Mo Dao, and waved his hand.
The power that can smuggle Mo Dao is definitely not small, and he has caused enough trouble, and he can't be mixed in anymore.
"Yes."
At that moment, a guard took the Mo knife, turned over and left quickly.
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"This battle is good, I didn't expect you to ......"
"Ah~ my knife."
Li Zhen just wanted to praise Fang for his bereavement, but was interrupted by his heart-rending voice, and when he looked back, he suddenly understood.
The material of the Qinglong Glaive Knife is similar to that of the Mo Knife, although this time the Mo Knife is cut off, there is also a very deep gap in itself, and it seems that this knife is about to be scrapped.
Fang Yi loves the knife like his life, and after getting the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, he can't put it down, but now the Qinglong Yanyue Knife has become like this, no wonder he is distressed and wants to drop blood.
"Let me see."
Li Zhen turned his head to look at the head of the knife and comforted: "It's okay, it can be repaired." ” "Really?
Your Highness, you didn't lie to me?
Fang Yiai was holding the knife and was sad, and when he heard this, he immediately raised his head and said in surprise: "With such a deep wound, ordinary weapons can only be scrapped, right?"
How is Your Highness going to repair it?
” "What am I lying to you for?
I said that there is a way, and I have a way, can I still harm you?
"The big deal is that it's just a knife that can be repaired for you in half a day.
"Then please Your Highness."
"It's okay, after all, you're fighting for me."
Li Zhen waved her hand to signal that it didn't have to be like this, and said, "I won't tell you, Rengui is going to play, let's watch the competition." ” "Yes."