Tiefei looked at the two cold awns attacking himself, and his body sank. At the same time, he escaped the attack of two daggers. While sinking his body, he made a force on his legs and rushed towards his opponent.
Mei Shazi looked at him coming, and a sneer came up at the corners of her mouth. With a slight hook on her index finger, she turned back and came back with the dagger that had just passed Tiefei's body.
"What!" Tiefei felt the danger behind him and was surprised. The blow was beyond his expectation, but it was too late to avoid.
"Yila..." two daggers crossed Tiefei's back at the same time, directly cut his clothes and left two scars on him.
But the scar was very shallow and only a trace of blood flowed out.
Mei Shazi looked at the wound on his back and was surprised. It was stipulated in the conference that he could not kill, but it was enough to hurt his opponent, but he didn't expect that the opponent's defense was so amazing.
Tiefei clenched his teeth. Although his skin was rough and thick, there was a heart piercing pain on his back.
The pain will turn into anger. I saw his internal Qi on his fist, like a wild beast, hitting meishazi fiercely
With his crazy attack, Mei Shazi had to turn from attack to defense, and her body was very flexible. Tie Fei couldn't touch her at all. After a long attack, she was bound to show flaws.
"Ah!" A scream came from Tiefei's mouth.
While meishazi dodged, the dagger in both hands was thrown out, and the silk thread connecting the dagger was directly wound around Tiefei's wrist. The silk thread was very thin. It directly drew blood from Tiefei's wrist.
While strangling the blood, people with clear eyes know that the victory or defeat has been decided. They just wait for Tiefei to admit defeat.
But Mei Shazi didn't mean to stop. She snapped her fingers and tightened the silk thread again... With the tightening of the silk thread, tie Fei's clenched fist suddenly loosened feebly.
All those present are martial artists. Tie Fei's tendons have obviously been broken by silk thread. Although this injury can be cured, it is difficult to return to the previous state.
Looking at the current situation, all the Chinese martial artists present were angry.
Lord Feihong also frowned. He wanted to pick things up in the East Island God society, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen in the first scene.
Although meishazi was ruthless, she also knew the sense of propriety. Moreover, this was only the first game. She kicked her opponent in the chest and kicked him out. At the same time, she immediately took back the silk thread.
Tiefei now has no power of World War I and can only look at his opponent with hatred.
"How unreasonable!" In the direction of xuantie gate, a strong middle-aged man whispered and suddenly stood up.
When he was ready to jump into the challenge arena, Sasaki of the East Island shrine got up and whispered, "what do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? The Lingwu meeting was just a duel. How dare you give such a heavy hand! We must teach you what rules are! " The middle-aged man gave a low cry and continued to walk towards the challenge arena.
Mei Shazi looked at the middle-aged man walking towards the challenge arena with a look of panic in her eyes. Her instinct told herself that this man's strength was very unusual.
"They all say that China is a country of etiquette. I think these words are false!" Hidekawa Toyoda stood up and said in a stiff Chinese language.
As soon as his voice fell, some Chinese martial artists who were close to him immediately stood up, pointed to Zhitian Xiuchuan and said, "what are you talking about!"
Faced with the responsibilities of all Chinese martial artists, hidekawa Toyoda did not panic at all. He continued: "etiquette is the rule. This time, the rule is not to hurt people's lives. Not to mention that meisaki didn't kill him. He just didn't stop his moves. What's more, you didn't admit defeat. Am I wrong?"
"Unreasonable!" The middle-aged man of xuantiemen whispered.
"Whether there are strong arguments or not, you don't count." Hidekawa Toyoda looked in the direction of the referee's bench, "I believe all the predecessors present are fair."
"This young man is not simple." Several old people in the referee's seat said at the same time.
Then Lord Feihong winked at several elders around him. The elders understood at the same time, and then one of them stood up and said, "East Island shrine, Meisha Zisheng!"
The middle-aged man bit his teeth. Although the leader of Feihong and others didn't say anything, the meaning was already very obvious.
He waved to, and the disciples of xuantie sect rushed to the challenge arena and took Tiefei down to heal.
"It seems that the East Island shrine has made a good start for the Lingwu Conference!" Shen Feng looked at meishazi who stepped down, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes
The next battle is basically a battle between Chinese fighters, and this is only the first round of elimination. There is a wide gap between the strong and the weak. It is basically over in one game in two or three minutes.
The longest battle lasted about ten minutes, and it was also a cold battle.
From the Luo family, Luo Yun fought with Zhao Qing, the blood clan. Zhao Qing has almost reached the state of congenital success by practicing kung fu. He also bears the blood clan skill. In any way, Luo Yun is suppressed to death.
However, the result was unexpected. When Zhao Qing, who had the upper hand, forced Luo Yun to the edge of the challenge arena, he was knocked under the challenge arena by Luo Yun and was eliminated in the first round.
Although Zhao Qing's loss of the game seemed to be an accident, Shen Feng didn't think so. He always felt that Luo Yun seemed to be hiding something.
"No. 65 Feisha zongsha breaks the sky against Shen Feng of the battle dragon group!"
"After sitting for more than three hours, it's my turn at last." Shen Feng heard calling his name, stood up from his position and walked slowly to the challenge arena.
When he came to the challenge arena, his opponent had already taken the stage.
The opponent was a thin, short man about 30 years old. When he saw his opponent, Shen Feng couldn't help laughing. The name seemed to be a little different from his appearance.
"Unexpectedly, the dragon group sent a young man like you. Go down quickly to save the Dragon Group's face." Sha Po Tian looked at Shen Feng with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Shen Feng looked at his disdainful eyes and smiled bitterly. He hadn't said anything yet. Instead, he came to provoke himself.
"No way. I can handle the tasks given above casually, but whether I can win depends on your ability." Shen Feng smiled and said.
"Hum, young man, let me teach you well!" Sha Shatian looked at Shen Feng with a fierce look in his eyes.
Feisha sect was a wandering bandit in the desert of Northwest China a hundred years ago. It specially robbed some past businessmen. With the development of the times, the robbers and wandering bandits have long passed, so they gradually went on the right path and developed into a sect