Free Soldier King Mixed Country

Next, unlike just now, Zhang Qiaobei reminded Xiao Yi in advance that he planned to use Ghost Thirteen Legs.

"This is exactly what I meant. Fighting with those people must be boring, right?"

"Hehe...you have to be optimistic, kid."

Zhang Qiaobei was lucky to concentrate, and put all his energy on his legs, which had super explosive power.

"I'm going to send a move!"

At the age of more than 50, I came to participate in the martial arts conference. Zhang Qiaobei’s age originally had some physical defects.

But from this person, he didn't feel the slightest old breath, he singled his foot on a wooden stake.

The other foot was raised high, and Xiao Yi faintly noticed that Zhang Qiaobei's foot had instilled all his strength.

"coming!"

Xiao Yi yelled himself, Zhang Qiaobei tapped the wooden stake lightly on his toe, and he soared into the air.

He flew into the air like a crane, and then he came towards Xiao Yi with a light figure.

At first, the speed seemed ordinary, but Zhang Qiaobei stepped in the air, and he could change his pace. ,

The speed was raised to the extreme in an instant, Xiao Yi raised an arm and quickly blocked it. One of Zhang Qiaobei's leg was already on Xiao Yi's arm.

boom!

This is the most brutal way to play, without any tools, just a confrontation between the flesh.

With a leg on his arm, Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and blocked Zhang Qiaobei's attacking moves ahead of time. It didn't seem to be that strong.

"Sure enough, it was so fast that I almost got caught."

The audience present, including the cameras at the scene, could not see clearly when Zhang Qiaobei made the move.

The speed is so fast that Zhang Qiaobei's legwork is indeed a little way.

Xiao Yi blocked his attack, and Zhang Qiaobei smiled, admiring his opponent.

In the original game, in addition to the final win or loss, what is more important is the mutual understanding, and finally can make progress.

"Boy Xiao Yi, don't rush to praise me. You can easily block my attack. You are indeed somewhat capable."

"I can't face each other and lose to your ghost thirteen legs."

"Haha... The so-called Ghost Thirteen Legs, just like the name says, there are a total of thirteen strokes, and the leg method of each stroke is endless. It's too early for you to say this."

Zhang Qiaobei only used the first move of Ghost Thirteen Legs, and the next step was the beginning of the highlight.

Xiao Yi let go of his arm, what he was looking forward to was such an opportunity to find someone with relatively strong ability to play a good game.

"Okay! Then I'll learn, what will happen to the next twelve legs!"

"Look at it!",

Zhang Qiaobei stood up, and in front of Xiao Yi, he became a flexible eagle.

The legs are like the wind and the figure is like a sword, making people unable to capture his movements, and it is impossible to guess what the target and intention of this person will be next.

If a layman didn't fight with Zhang Qiaobei, he would really not be able to hold his ghost thirteen legs, because his legwork changed so quickly.

It makes you unable to see the direction of his attack. It seems that he is on the left, but in the end the attack falls to the right of your body.

A heavy leg came towards your chest, but at the moment when his moves were about to fall on your body, he suddenly changed his strength.

Such an attack method, and the control of strength, would not have reached such a realm without a few decades of cultivation.

"Fast legwork, this ghost thirteen legs is indeed a well-deserved reputation."

Xiao Yi leaned on the stake with one hand and almost fell off the stake.

He gripped the stake tightly with his fingers, turned over and jumped up from under the stake, and landed on the stake on the side.

The stake here is a battlefield. Whoever can successfully shoot down the opponent from the stake, you will be the final winner.

As soon as Xiao Yi's feet fell, Zhang Qiaobei's figure fell beside him, and a heavy whip kick drew towards Xiao Yi's head.

"Boy, you are also good at your skill. In a state of confrontation with me, you can still analyze the way and strength of my moves. Are you guys looking down on me?"

Zhang Qiaobei noticed that Xiao Yi had been retreating and defending. Such actions did not mean that he had the upper hand.

On the contrary, Xiao Yi had an absolute advantage from the beginning, and he was constantly analyzing the way, strength and angle of his moves.

With such a mind, he can analyze the situation while fighting against others. I have to admire that Xiao Yi is indeed very strong.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Zhang, I just like to learn. I have heard of Ghost Thirteen Legs a long time ago, so I want to know how this set of legs is used."

Xiao Yi said here that Zhang Qiaobei is not an old-fashioned one. The moves he created by himself were originally designed to let more people learn and recognize.

Zhang Qiaobei stared at Xiao Yi's figure. He didn't know much about this young man.

Only through this encounter, he could feel that Xiao Yi was not an ordinary person, not just in terms of his identity.

"Xiao Yi, you are indeed very good, but if you want to learn my ghost thirteen legs, with your strength, you can't do it in less than half a year."

"Perhaps!"

The confrontation between Xiao Yi and Zhang Qiaobei took three minutes, and within three minutes there was no victory or defeat.

The other three people stood on the sidelines and watched. They planned to take advantage of the time when both sides were weak.

Half of the eight-minute game time was used up, and the atmosphere of the audience reached a climax, and they cheered for this game.

"As you said before, Fujino-kun, it takes eight minutes to tell the winner. It seems that within this time, it is impossible to do it."

The host of the scene said to Fujino at this time that so much time has passed, and obviously eight minutes later, the battle is not over.

Fujino snorted coldly, and Xiao Yi finally revised the rules of the game he originally formulated.

It was not his fault, but Xiao Yi insisted on doing this, with five minutes left, Fujino said.

"This has nothing to do with me. It is Xiao Yi who wants to solve the battle within eight minutes. He can't do it then, and only his face is lost."

"that……"

"You remind me of the time. The other three people should also do it. They have been watching what is going on. Others will think that our Bushido is just such a cowardly and cowardly."

Fujino probably knows the thoughts of these three people, but this is a game. If you keep waiting like this, the audience is already impatient.