"This Fang Chao is really unlucky. First he broke his right hand in the hands of Shi Kaishan, and then he encountered a head-on punch like Lie Jingyun. No matter how fast his left-hand sword is, it is still not as strong as before."
While speaking, Lie Jingyun punched away Fang Chao's sword. The wind of the punch passed over his shoulder, tearing his clothes, rolling his flesh, and blood instantly stained his entire sleeve red.
Fang Chao groaned, staggered, and retreated to the edge of the ring.
He looked down at his injured right shoulder, then looked up at the powerful Lie Jingyun opposite him, with some complex emotions surging in his eyes.
"You still won't admit defeat?"
Lie Jingyun said in a deep voice.
Fang Chao did not answer, but stood up straight.
He slowly raised his left hand and raised the thick-backed knife to the level of his eyebrows. The tip of the knife was facing Lie Jingyun, and the blade reflected the sun, and the cold light was flowing.
Seeing this action, a few elderly warriors in the stands sat upright in unison.
"This is..."
"Looking at the hand alone, the left-hand sword is more difficult to guard against than the right-hand sword, because most of the sword moves are designed according to the right-hand way of using the sword. When the left hand is changed, all the moves are reversed."
An old bodyguard explained in a low voice to the disciple next to him, "If this Fang Chao specializes in practicing the left-handed sword, he may still have a chance of survival."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Chao had already drawn his sword.
This time, he was no longer passively defensive.
The sword was as bright as snow, and it was drawn diagonally from bottom to top. The angle was so tricky that the solemn look on Lie Jingyun's face suddenly became a little thicker.
This sword was incredibly fast. It should have gone to the right, but because the sword was held in the left hand, the entire trajectory was deflected by half a foot, and it penetrated into the gap between Lie Jingyun's fists from the most unexpected direction.
Lie Jingyun hurriedly changed his moves, changing his right fist from punching to hitting, hitting the back of the knife with his palm, and used the force to retreat.
The blade grazed his forearm, cutting a half-inch deep gash.
Blood gushed out, and Lie Jingyun's pupils shrank.
"Your right hand is injured, but you can still use such sword skills!"
He shouted lowly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Fang Chao grinned, revealing his white teeth, but there was no trace of the shaky look from before.
"I'm left-handed by nature."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Left-handed? He was playing with his right hand before joining us?"
"You deliberately hid the knife in your left hand? This is too unbearable!"
Jiang Fa raised his eyebrows slightly in the audience.
This Fang Chao had always used his right-handed sword in the previous battles. After his right hand was injured, he switched to his left hand. Everyone thought that his fighting power was greatly reduced, but they did not expect that his left hand was his dominant hand.
This man hides deep enough.
Lie Jingyun's face looked ugly, but he did not lose his position because of this.
He took a deep breath, readjusted his fist stance, and locked his eyes on the blade in Fang Chao's hand like a hawk.
"Okay, then I will teach you how to use your left-handed sword!"
Having said that, he bullied him again, but this time he no longer had a head-on collision, but used the Splitting Wind Fist's "wandering" fighting style.
The boxing techniques of Liefeng Martial Arts School are not only strong and fierce. When Lie Changkong was young, he was famous for his "Eight Fights of Liefeng", which is hard yet soft, with endless variations.
Lie Jingyun deeply learned the truth. At this time, the path of the fist changed and became erratic and strange. The wind of the fist alternated from left to right, virtual and real, and targeted the bend of the elbow holding the knife.
Although Fang Chao's left-handed sword was sharp, he gradually couldn't keep up with Lie Jingyun's fast-changing fighting style.
The two fought fiercely for fifty or sixty moves. Fang Chao's sword movement gradually slowed down, his breathing was heavy, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
On the other hand, Lie Jingyun, although he also lost his job, became more and more courageous as he fought, and his fists became more and more fierce, compressing Fang Chao's range of activities bit by bit.
"Fang Chao is dying."
Jiang Fa shook his head slightly.
"Although the sword in his left hand is strong, Lie Jingyun has found a way to deal with it. He does not fight with his blade head-on, but only hits the connection point between his sword-holding wrist and his footwork."
Sure enough, after more than ten moves, Lie Jingyun saw that Fang Chao had struck out with a knife and had not yet regained his strength. He slid into the ground like a ghost, and his right hand clasped Fang Chao's left wrist like an iron pincer.
Fang Chao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he still wanted to struggle, but Lie Jingyun's left fist had already arrived. This punch used all Late Dark Force's strength and hit Fang Chao's chest with a bang.
Fang Chao's whole body seemed to have been hit by a siege ram, and he flew back more than two feet. The thick-backed knife came out of his hand, spun around in the air several times, and finally fell to the ground.
He fell on the table, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and struggled to get up.
Lie Jingyun stood there, looking down at Fang Chao, with his left hand still in a punching position.
"You lost."
Fang Chao lay on the ground, looking at the scorching sun above his head, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally he could not get up again.
"Lee Feng Martial Arts Hall, Lie Jing Yun Sheng!"
The referee ordered the flag to fall, and there was a round of applause from the stands.
Lie Jingyun walked to Fang Chao and stretched out his right hand to pull him up.
"The left-handed sword is well-deserved. When you are healed, we will have another fight."
Fang Chao's face turned pale, but he still clasped his fists, turned around and walked off the stage without saying anything.
Next, it was Gu Qingyan's turn to appear.
"The third game, Flying Swallow Martial Hall Gu Qingyan versus Liefeng Martial Arts Hall Lie Jingyun, the winner gets one point!"
Lie Jingyun only rested for less than a quarter of an hour before standing on the ring again.
The wounds on his body were still oozing blood, especially the stab wound on his left arm. Although it was not deep, it still affected his ability to punch.
Gu Qingyan's condition was obviously much better.
She stood on the stage, wearing a green outfit, her long hair tied into a ponytail, her face cold, and her right leg moved slightly. She still felt a little sore and numb, but it no longer affected her strength.
"Senior Brother Lie fought twice in a row, and Junior Sister took advantage."
Gu Qingyan said calmly.
"It doesn't matter. You have an injury on your leg and I have an injury on my arm. We are just even."
Lie Jingyun grinned.
The referee ordered the flag to fall.
They both moved at the same time.
Fei Yan returned to her feathers and spread out again. Gu Qingyan's body movements were erratic, like a startled tiger gliding across the water. Her toes tapped lightly on the table, making a slight sound. She was already several feet away.
Lie Jingyun's fists were somewhat more restrained than before. He no longer blindly attacked, but struck steadily and steadily. The wind of his fists enveloped his whole body, ready to respond to Gu Qingyan's surprise attacks at any time.
"Okay, Jingyun finally became smarter."
In the stands, Lie Changkong nodded slightly, with approval in his eyes.
"Lie Jingyun fought twice in a row, and his physical strength was too much. If he competed with Feiyan Huiling Bu, he would definitely lose, so he changed his attack to defense to reduce his physical consumption."
Zhao Zhong also saw Lie Jingyun's plan and couldn't help but nodded secretly.
This Lie Jingyun looks rough and arrogant, but in fact he has a lot of thoughts.
Gu Qingyan made several surprise attacks, but was forced back by Lie Jingyun's fierce fists, unable to truly get close.
Although her kicks were sharp, Lie Jingyun's punches were like a wall, blocking her head-on, making it impossible for her best kicks from tricky angles to be used.
"This Lie Jingyun started playing hide-and-seek with her."
Jiang Fa whispered in the audience.