After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 301

  Chapter 301 Fighting Monsanto

  So as soon as he stabbed with the wooden knife, he pressed Meng Shan's shoulder armor with one hand, and jumped up with the force of the rebound.

  He Lingchuan flipped back, landed behind Meng Shan, and slashed again!

  This time, the target is the back of Monsanto's neck, which cannot be taken care of by leather armor. Even if there is no sharp blade, as long as it hits a vital point, it can still make the opponent's eyes black.

  Under the stage, Sun Fuling frowned slightly and shook her head slightly.

  Monsanne got low in time to avoid the wooden knife.

  After that roar, his movements were obviously a beat faster, but his physique shrunk by a full size. He turned around with agility that didn't fit his body shape, and the mace hit He Lingchuan's upper body directly, ruthlessly and quickly.

   On the wooden nail of the stick, a thick red light burst out unexpectedly.

  These weapons are all wooden blank boards, which have no characteristics at all. At this time, it suddenly glowed. It can only be said that Meng San used his real power and played his nirvana.

  He Lingchuan couldn't avoid it in mid-air, and he was sent flying three feet away with a hard catch!

   Almost fell off the ring.

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

  The civilians only saw the shadow of the stick, and they didn't know that he slammed three heavy blows in three directions in just half a second! But the hair of the civilians lying on the railings was blown to pieces by the wind.

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

  Every time I catch it, it feels like being hit by a giant hammer. The shock makes both arms numb and the tiger's mouth burst.

   What's even more frightening is that every time Meng San hits it, his aura will increase by a few points, and in the end, the surging momentum will overwhelm him.

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

  That's how the wild boar fell down just now.

  He Lingchuan challenged Monsanto in the past, and was eliminated in this way at least twice.

  Meng San's three heavy blows, one is stronger than the last, and the last blow is from the top to the bottom of Tianling Gai, which is unparalleled in ferocity. That frame is like a pile driver with crazy output.

  Honestly speaking, at this moment, whether he used an iron rod or a wooden rod, the result made no difference. Anyway, the victim would be shot in the head with a rod. The gale soldiers watching the battle also felt chilly on the top of their heads, and they were thinking about how to take the move.

  He Lingchuan escaped the third attack.

  To be precise, he put his hands on the ground, and rolled and slid away from Meng Shan's side.

   It seems to be squeezed out.

  Xiao Maoliang let out a long "Huh", and Hu Min rubbed his eyes.

  He Lingchuan's figure is like a fish swimming in the water, twisted at a tricky and vigorous angle, and almost flicks away with a swish with the strength of his back. This all-round, seemingly endless squeeze finally found a little crack in him.

  When time ran out, he seized the opportunity.

  Sun Fuling narrowed her eyes.

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

  But there is leather armor protecting it, and wooden knives cannot penetrate it.

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

  In the next second, Meng Shan's hand shield also arrived, and it hit He Lingchuan's temple.

  The civilians in the audience exclaimed.

  In their view, it was He Lingchuan trying to fight back but couldn't even break through the opponent's defense, causing his own weapon to shatter instead.

  The thin man let out an "hey" and clenched his fists hard.

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

   Don't think that He Lingchuan's moves are flexible and changeable, and he plays well, but Meng San is not afraid of flexible opponents at all, and only needs to use his strength to be clever. As long as He Lingchuan made a mistake once, it would be beyond redemption.

   Who can go wrong? Time stands here for Monsanto.

  Fortunately, He Lingchuan was not disturbed and did not love to fight, so he left with the remaining wooden knife handle in his hand, dodging the shield attack at a critical moment, and rolled five feet away.

  Monsan's hand shield smashed into the air.

  The wooden knife hard-fought Monsanto's three strong blows, no matter how good the quality is, it will reach the end of its life. He Lingchuan saw the cracks visible to the naked eye on the knife surface and felt its fragility to withstand another blow, so he tried his best to avoid Meng Shan's blow to the head.

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

  After Meng San swung in the air, there was a violent trampling followed by a sweeping blow with a stick.

  The ground of the arena trembled, like a magnitude 8 or 9 earthquake. Xiao Maoliang and other Gale Soldiers felt a lot when they saw this move. In the battle of Yan Hegu in half a year, Meng San shocked many people like this.

   Now his timing is good, He Lingchuan has just got up and his footing is not stable, as long as he falls, he will definitely not be able to catch the wind behind him.

  The long stick was swiped over, the wind of the stick was more than two feet long, and there was a sharp "咻—" in the air, full of oppression.

  Although invisible and invisible, but being hit will definitely not have any good results.

   This move alone is enough for Monsanto to rank among generals.

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

  The knowledgeable audience applauded.

  But He Lingchuan knew what he wanted to do when he saw Meng Shan raise his knees. When the enemy stepped on the ring, he jumped back with one hand and just avoided the damage of the trampling. He jumped behind the weapon rack.

   This frame was firmly nailed to the edge of the field, and it was swept away by the wind for him.

   There was a mess, the shelf was cut in two from the break, and the weapons on it fell in a mess.

  He Lingchuan grabbed a few wooden throwing knives, pointed them at Meng Shan's eyes and throat and threw them out.

   Meng San held up his shield in front of him, charged forward, and all the throwing knives hit the shield.

  The distance between the two sides is only two feet. He is tall and has long legs, so he can get there in two steps.

  He Lingchuan grabbed another wooden long knife and fought with him.

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

  Hu Min stared intently: "Duan Dao, you can."

  Facing this kind of overwhelming opponent, He Lingchuan always evaded when there was no time, and even made a hard fight a few times. He has a clear understanding of Monsanto's offensive routines, and he is more and more comfortable.

  One is strong and the other is flexible, this matchup is very good.

  The soldiers and civilians around applauded again and again, and they all felt that the excitement this time was enough to watch. However, the two parties have already entered a state of turning a deaf ear, focusing on life and death!

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

   Those outside the No. 7 ring were not very clear about the excitement, but those with a discerning eye could see that Meng San's attacking speed had slowed down. Turning around, attacking, and even attacking and dodging were at least half a beat slower than before.

   Once the speed is slowed down, the sense of profound oppression will be reduced by at least half.

  Looking at Monsanto again, his facial muscles are distorted, and the veins on his forehead are throbbing.

  Sun Fuling suddenly said: "Meng Shan's internal injuries are serious."

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

   Did He Lingchuan's previous attack work?

  Monsanto did get hurt.

  Every time he turned around, the place where he was hit by the wooden knife on the side of his waist felt a sharp pain; every time he took a breath, his diaphragm felt like being stabbed with a knife. He Lingchuan's previous two sabers did not seem to have broken the defense, but there was a real force penetrating in and rampaging, lingering.

  Others don't know, but only Monsanto has experienced it himself. I'm afraid his liver, gallbladder and lungs have been injured.

   His eyes have been dark several times, and he can't help but want to vomit.

   No way, we need to make a quick decision!

  Monsan, who has always dominated the ring and defeated his opponent with a cat-and-mouse attitude, finally felt that the time in the ring was too long.

  He rolled his eyeballs, deliberately staggered a step, and his chest was exposed.

   This opportunity doesn't come often, and the opponent certainly won't miss it.

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

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

   This sound is like a lion's roar in the ear, which makes people's gallbladder split.

  He still turned his back to the outside, but there were still several civilians on the edge of the ring who fell unconscious.

   And He Lingchuan, who was directly in front of him, was facing the powerful sonic attack. The sound was ten times stronger than the thunder in the sky, and even pushed him backwards!

   Meng San used all his strength to spurt out all the blood in his lungs. He Lingchuan was finally caught, he would not let go of the last chance, he swiped with his right hand stick, and finally landed on his opponent!

  However, when He Lingchuan was knocked into the air, the long knife was thrown out of his hand, and Meng Shan leaned back to avoid the point of the knife.

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

  Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, He Lingchuan was swept a foot away, landed on the ground and rolled twice, vomited a mouthful of blood, and did not get up after holding on to the ground twice.

  Monsan on the opposite side remained motionless.

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

  Sun Fuling said silently:

"Won."

   The field was still for a few seconds, and Meng San suddenly vomited blood.

   This vomit was out of control, blood gushed out like a fountain, and people also pushed gold mountains and fell jade pillars, and slammed to their knees.

  He only felt that his internal organs were stirring, as if two knives of ice and fire were scratching in turn, and his mind was even more dizzy, and there were several double images of He Lingchuan who was running towards him.

  The audience exclaimed.

  Most people didn't see what was going on at all. They only knew that He Lingchuan was knocked to the ground by Meng Shan with a stick. As a result, Meng San seemed to be more seriously injured and couldn't even stand up.

  It is really inexplicable.

  He Lingchuan came to Meng Shan in two steps, and tapped his temple lightly with his fingertips.

  Monsan couldn't bear this little force, and fell headlong.

   The surrounding area of ​​the No. 7 ring was quiet, and everyone was in disbelief.

  They naturally didn't know that Meng Shan had already fought hard after receiving the power of the first two sword strikes, and the injuries accumulated in his internal organs were getting worse. At this time, the damage caused by He Lingchuan's third sword attack broke out together!

   This is over and over again.

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

  He Lingchuan pressed his left arm and yelled at the courtyard: "Come here, he needs ambulance!"

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

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

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

   "I'm lucky."

   "Your shoulder injury is also serious, let me help you deal with it!" After all, he is his own, and A Luo's heart has been biased from the beginning.

   As for Monsanto, he can wait.

  (end of this chapter)

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