In The Beginning, I Can Overdraw My Life

As the host's voice fell, Baisheng and Weekend also appeared.

The two people were dressed very strangely.

On weekends, he was wearing a white T-shirt under those black pants and a black coat, with a bulging bag slung around his waist. He didn't know what was stuffed inside. He held a sword in his hand. The forearm was long, flat and wide. The head of the knife was curved like a crescent moon, which looked cold and sharp under the sunlight.

Bai Sheng is not very conspicuous, Bai Sheng has short sleeves and black pants. He looks very elegant, if he wears black glasses and has the image of a college bully.

But all of this was shattered by a human-sized sword held behind Bai Sheng's back.

"Let me choke you. I didn't pay attention before and now I see that I'm going to hit someone to death with a big knife!" Huang Qingyuan exclaimed as he looked at the big knife that was bigger than a person.

The eliminated members of the Taoist sect sitting nearby saw this big sword and remembered the fear of being dominated by Bai Sheng that night, so they forcibly broke through the sword formation on their own, relying solely on brute force. Later, he even picked up a big knife and knocked out several fellow Taoists.

One of the Quanzhen Taoist priests said angrily.

"Then the Yin Wumen will definitely lose this time, so how can a small knife fight with someone's taller sword?"

"Humph, that's not necessarily the case." The short, fat Taoist priest sitting next to him said.

"I heard that the five Yin sects of this year are extremely powerful, and the two strongest among them are Shang Le and the paper maker. If the rumors are true, it means that the real strength of the paper maker in front of me must be as strong as that of Niu Da Zhuang. , if the hundreds of lives competing against each other are both heavyweight warriors, who is stronger?"

"Comparing these two together, I think Bai Sheng is better." The Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect muttered.

At this time during the game, as the host announced the start of the game, Weekend and Baisheng moved at the same time, and the next moment they appeared in the center of the ring. Bai Sheng slashed with his broadsword. Weekend held the sword with both hands and blocked Bai Sheng's slash with just his side.

"Huh, this Baisheng and this weekend are really stupid. They fight as soon as they come up." Zhang Yuan watched the big knife vs. small knife competition with interest.

"Then I have to thank our Miss Kong." Shen Jiajia looked at Kong Yu with a smile.

"Watch the game." Kong Yu no longer wanted to joke with Shen Jiajia. At this time, his mind was entirely on the ring.

Bai Sheng raised the machete and slashed horizontally along his waist.

Weekend quickly crouched down to dodge the attack, and at the same time, he drew out his machete and struck at Bai Sheng's lower body. Bai Sheng noticed Weekend's movement and struck the ground diagonally with the knife. The machete was stuck diagonally on the ground, and Bai Sheng Sheng used both hands to support the handle of the knife and kicked directly to the side.

The weekend's offensive was too intense and he couldn't take it back. Seeing that Bai Sheng was about to kick him, but luckily ignored him, he was about to strike hard with the knife.

Baisheng didn't expect that the opponent would play like this. In order to prevent himself from being injured in a good situation, he could only retract his legs and step down. Weekend held the knife with both hands to block the blow. Although the blow was not injured, it also missed the best opportunity to attack.

"Let me go, it was too cruel to start a fight this weekend. If I read it correctly, he just planned to hurt both of them?" Huang Qingyuan couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw the fighting style of the two.

"This man is really hateful when he fights, but just now it's just because Bai Sheng didn't know his fighting style. If he only has these strengths, it's not difficult for Bai Sheng to win." Qin Han analyzed while holding an umbrella.

Bai Sheng twitched and took out the big knife. His eyes were locked on the boy opposite.

In this round, Weekend launched the attack first, and Weekend's knife skills were very good, with a thick and fine edge. There was cruelty in the fierceness.

For a time, Bai Sheng was beaten and retreated, and knife marks gradually appeared on his clothes. A trace of blood flowed out from the exposed skin. Bai Sheng saw the right moment and slapped it sideways with a big knife.

Zhou Xing's original intention was to hide downwards, but he didn't expect that Bai Sheng used the big knife as a fly swatter, and his whole body was swatted several meters away. He stood up dizzy, still rubbing his head.

"Hahaha, I just saw my little brother being beaten like that, and I was shocked. Now I'm shooting cucumbers, it's so cool!" Huang Qingyuan laughed as he watched the situation on the battlefield change.

"Patting cucumbers? Well, you shouldn't be asked to name them." Zhuge Yun, who had returned from treatment, couldn't help but complain when he heard what Huang Qingyuan said.

"Swatting cucumbers is great. It sounds nice, easy to understand, and is domineering. Think about it, you can't call it a fly swatter, right?"

Zhuge Yun thought for a while and seemed to find that what Huang Qingyuan said made sense.

Baisheng slashed hard with his sword vertically, and Weekend quickly turned around to avoid it.

Weekend's face turned as dark as water as he pulled away, because his sword was blown away several meters by the blow just given by Bai Sheng. This meant that if Bai Sheng defended him next, he would have no weapon. It can compete with that machete.

Find the right time on the weekend and use your body skills to rush towards your own sword. But Bai Sheng had already prevented him from doing this, how could he be allowed to succeed so easily?

On the weekend, he made a slash at the farthest distance, trying to distance the two sides. Weekend, on the other hand, refused to retreat. He jumped up and successfully stepped on Bai Sheng's machete. Then, when he was about to get close, Bai Sheng pushed with both hands, and the machete was thrown back directly.

Weekend hurriedly dodged, and Baisheng stepped on the machete. The machete successfully flipped back with Baisheng's strength.

One attack failed over the weekend and there was no rush for a second one. Instead, he hesitated step by step and hovered outside of Bai Sheng's attack range.

At this time, Weekend is having a headache because the opponent's weapons are heavy and long weapons. Logically speaking, when swinging and turning, there should be a long-term airborne effect, whether it is a weapon or a person. Weapons with heavy handles can usually be most effective only when the two sides are at a certain distance, which is the so-called "one inch longer, one inch stronger". But the guy in front of me is very good at using heavy-handled long weapons. If there is another one of me, then I will definitely win this game.

Weekend looked at the powerful opponent in front of him and secretly made up his mind, only to see Weekend take out something from his crossbody bag. Throw it on the ground, and then recite the incantation in your mouth.

"The paper maker is made of Yin people. The bamboo poles and paper are made of Yin people. In life, he can die for others, and in death, he can live for others. His handiwork is lifelike, and his soul has deceived the King of Hell. Get up!"

Weekend bit his middle finger, tapped it on the ground, then waved his hand and threw everything in his crossbody bag.

The next second, a gust of cold wind hit, and the things thrown on the ground over the weekend slowly began to squirm, and finally reached the height of a person. If you look closely, they are dozens of identical paper figures, and they have been spotted with eyes.