Stratholme God

   Chapter 1286 Aisha Cloud Song

   He could really kill me just now...

  Ji*Fire Palm gasped and thought so.

  The wind in the Zen stick forest is very coincidental, and just like this competition, it has completely quieted down.

  Although everything that happened just now seemed like a glimpse of light, not many people could see what happened in this short and fast offensive and defensive round.

   They saw that the two of them scored one point, and then saw the full master style of Situ Yanpo, how could they not know the winner?

   And the pandaren warrior monk of the Huojin faction saw that his boss didn't seem to be injured, and he couldn't help but accept the resentment and refutation on his lips, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

   If you lose, you lose!

  The people dignifiedly follow the rules of the competition until the point is reached, and they leave as soon as they touch the key points. As long as they still order Bilian, they can't accuse them of anything.

  This - is Wude!

  Ji*Huozhang's face is very bad, but he is a master taught by Master Shangxi, no matter how contradictory he feels in his heart, there is still some martial virtues that he should have.

   He took a few deep breaths, his eyes narrowed, and he saluted: "I'm not good at learning, thank you brother for your teaching!"

   Situ Yanpo returned the salute: "It's not too late to wake up. Everything is for justice and the future of the pandaren."

  The two sides salute each other, which is a typical peaceful ending.

  Ji *Huozhang nodded slightly and said, "Huojin faction... I'm done!"

  It’s just, it’s not over yet.

  Aisha* Yunge stepped forward and bowed his hands to the players: "Although the Tushui faction also understands what is righteousness, we were also the Tushui faction who made promises to the tribe at the beginning. Please enlighten me!"

   At this time, another pandaren came out among the players, and he folded his hands: "[White Eyebrows] Chu Jiayun."

"[Tu Shui] Aisha * Yunge!" After Aisha handed over her hands, she slowly pulled out an eyebrow-raising stick, with both ends of the stick wrapped in thick cotton cloth, apparently for practice: "Today, I will meet friends with Wu, Don't be offended, since Senior Brother has already tried your fists, why not..."

  Chu Jiayun stared at Yun Ge, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Today, I will meet friends by martial arts, and I will not hurt peace. It just so happens that I am good at weapons from hundreds of schools..."

After all, the black panda's legs were picked up on the ground, and a branch that fell to the ground, about 80 centimeters long, suddenly leaped into his palm lightly, just as the dead branch flew up, the branches on it and the remaining branches flew up. The dead leaves were all shattered by the dark energy, leaving only the bare branches.

   Aisha suddenly remembered the time when Master Shangxi taught them brothers and sisters.

   Twigs!

   This does not hurt peace, not only that, but also tests the martial artist's use and grasp of power without using true qi.

   Pandaren monks can be described as decathlons: fist gloves, one-handed axes, one-handed hammers, one-handed swords, polearms, and staffs can be easily picked.

   Aisha has long confirmed in her heart that those compatriots who defend the way of justice are walking the right way. The other party showed mercy and didn't hurt her beloved Ji * Huo Zhang, which also greatly increased Elsa's favor.

   It was just a brow stick that she used to practice face-lifting, and the other party actually got a branch out, which was too much.

  Aisha * Yunge has considerable confidence in her martial arts, and as a warrior, the most indispensable thing is arrogance.

   Faced with this situation, Elsa was somewhat angry, but she still calmed down.

   "Please advise!" The two sides said in unison.

   A gust of wind blew past, raising the dust in the rugged forest of Zen sticks.

  Chu Jiayun was quite surprised: "You don't attack? Do you need me to make three moves?"

   Aisha said solemnly: "The way of earth and water -- it is important to reflect on your heart every day. In my opinion, if you don't attack, you can attack!"

   Elsa knew that she was taking advantage.

   As the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.

   The length of the eyebrow stick is precisely because it is made according to the user's length and weight, and the upper part is in line with the eyebrows, so it is called [qimei stick], which is a typical long-handled weapon.

   Those who have really faced off against long-handed weapons know that the advantage of the first strike is always on the side of long-handed weapons. The user of the short weapon is very hard. All he can do is to find a way to block the most powerful first blow, and then close the distance. Only then does he have a chance of winning.

   At this time, Elsa is strictly guarding the door, and it will be a super headache to change someone.

  Chu Jiayun smiled: "Bai Mei is all-encompassing! Be optimistic about my next attack."

"Please."

   An unremarkable lower kick, from the action to the speed, is so standard.

  The only thing that surprises Elsa is its power...

   "Boom" with a loud noise.

  Chu Jiayun stepped over, and a stone the size of a grinding disc flew out like a cannonball, and took Aisha's left knee.

   The sharp and exaggerated sound of breaking the wind made Elsa lose her mind for a while, and her pupils rapidly enlarged.

   Is this a kicking stone?

  The long-term strict training still made her immediately swing her eyebrow stick and smash it down on the head, smashing the big stone into powder.

  The powerful gravel splashed in all directions, even if it splashed a dozen meters away, it still smashed the surrounding tree trunks with holes like machine gun bullets.

   Ji *huozhang, who was watching the battle next to him, opened his mouth in astonishment. He, his junior sister and the other disciples were absolutely certain that the opponent's move really didn't use True Qi, it was a perfect combination of pure power and skill.

   It is impossible for them to know how abnormal the attack power bonus of the sand sculpture player's [Jackie Chan] talent is. In addition, their master gave the green light, and this is how they behaved.

   The bystanders were still shocked to this point, not to mention Elsa who was the client.

   This blow made her arm go numb.

   "Be careful, it's coming one after another." Chu Jiayun's leisurely voice made Elsa play her part!

  If not, the other party is not a human being.

   That kind of kicking method similar to the mandarin duck's chain legs, smashing stones, even mud blocks, at Aisha endlessly.

  Cough!

The    eyebrow stick is a long-handled weapon, but the opponent is a flying prop!

   is outrageous!

  You will definitely lose if you stick to it!

   Aisha saw that the opportunity was wrong, and immediately dodged to avoid the last stone that came over, turned into a cluster of black and white streamers with agile movement, and attacked Chu Jiayun.

   As soon as she rushed into the melee range, the dead branch in the opponent's hand was already like a two-handed giant sword, and it hung upside down as soon as it swung over her head.

   There was a distance of about five meters between her and Chu Jiayun - but it took three full breaths before the peaks of the dead branches split in front of her.

  Different from the fire-like martial arts of the Huojin sect, the martial arts of the Shuitu sect are more profound. The other party seemed to be teaching her what [thickness] was.

   Don't look at the slow 'sword' in the eyes of bystanders, a fool can dodge it.

  Only the person involved can truly feel how dangerous this sword is. It was as if Mount Hyjal had cracked overhead, and pieces of heavy rocks larger than tanks rolled down. Before the sword could reach, the momentum of the mountain's fall and oppression had already grabbed everyone.

   (end of this chapter)