Monarch of Evernight: Seventy-five techniques of killing

bsp;When the descendant of the aristocratic family saw Qianye, he looked down and said coldly and arrogantly: "My name is Liu Yuqing, remember this name, because I will be the leader of the Liu family and the leader of the family. The one who beat you."

Qianye shrugged, feeling that he could save the conversation with such a noble disciple. Qianye vaguely remembered that this family was a direct branch of the Liu family of Fantang. It was quite good for his family to be among the top ten in Spring Hunt based on its strength. Perhaps this gave Liu Yuqing a high degree of confidence.

Liu Yuqing lowered her waist and sat on her horse, making the starting gesture of the secret fighting technique. Then the light of the force on her body shone, and a faint beam of light appeared above her head, rising several meters up.

This is a top-notch secret combat skill, and he is relatively well-known in the family. Liu Yuqing was able to cultivate it to such an extent at such a young age, no wonder he was so arrogant.

However, when Qianye saw such rigorous and meticulous gestures, he secretly shook his head. It seems that Liu Yuqing is the kind of person who has good talent and spends most of his time practicing hard within the family and has never been on the battlefield. His combat experience basically comes from the virtual fighting system, and most of them are real-person combat in the nature of sparring.

Among aristocratic families, there are not many who train their young children in this way. Although there have been no cessation of wars in the 1,200 years since the empire was founded, the territory, especially the major provinces, has been at peace for a long time. Fighting to support fighting and tempering the mind in blood and fire is just an ideal statement. In fact, the harsh battlefield environment will cause many talented but unlucky people to die early. Many aristocratic families no longer advocate this method of training and tempering. .

Below the level of a general, level five is a watershed. Generally, young people will cultivate to this level and have at least the ability to protect themselves before being sent to the army, starting as low-level officers. At this time, they will no longer be casually sacrificed as cannon fodder, and at the same time, they can gradually accumulate experience through battles in the regular army. If you take this path, you can also grow and rise to a higher position. The most important thing is to gain military command experience. Although in the early stage, personal martial arts will progress more slowly than those warriors who are born in the military expedition, the advantages of secret martial arts will become more and more obvious later on.

Qianye stood casually, the tide of dawn force rising in his body. He had long decided that the first game must be fought quickly to save enough energy for the subsequent battles. Today was another three consecutive rounds, and all the children of the aristocratic families began to participate. The gap in levels has always been a shortcoming of his, and this flaw will be magnified the further he goes.

However, in Liu Yuqing's eyes, Qianye's casual stance was in stark contrast to his preparedness. His face became extremely ugly, and he stared at Qianye, obviously thinking that his dignity as a warrior had been insulted.

When the horn sounded, Liu Yuqing shot towards Qianye like an arrow. A line of light split into two paths and extended along his arms to the edge of his fist. The sharp and fierce force breath hit Qianye's chest like two sharp knives. .

Qianye stood there, his feet motionless, and he didn't even have any intention of defending. He just suddenly retracted his upper body, stretched out his right hand like lightning, and shot out a faint light of force from his two index fingers, directly poking at Liu Yuqing's eyes. !

In the first round, both sides suffered losses! However, the result of the exchange of injuries was that Qianye suffered internal injuries to his chest and abdomen, while Liu Yuqing's eyes were seriously injured! No matter how severe the injury to the internal organs is, it will not be fatal. Once the eyes are injured, it can range from sequelae to complete blindness.

Liu Yuqing was shocked and had to withdraw his fists and defend himself. Qianye smiled slightly, turned around, and stepped forward to rush forward. The attack immediately rushed away like a stormy sea, overwhelming the sky and covering the ground! Every punch and kick he made was extremely heavy, and his moves went straight to the vital point, extremely ferocious, leaving no room for any back-ups.

Liu Yuqing took the opportunity to attack his vital points several times, but Qianye ignored him completely and just attacked all the way to the end! This style of play is said to be exchanging injuries for injuries, but it is really a fight to the death. Liu Yuqing had never encountered such a person in the past. He blocked him from the left and from the right, and in a blink of an eye he was in a state of embarrassment. He could only parry but had no power to fight back.

On the high platform watching the battle, an old man suddenly snorted and said displeasedly: "That No. 163 is really a rogue! This is the Spring Hunting Ceremony, how can you use such an inferior fighting method? Jade Qing It’s just because you were too polite that the villain took advantage of you!”

Although this old man was sitting on a high platform, his position was close to the edge, quite far away from the main seat of Duke Wei. He is the current patriarch of the Fantang Liu family, and his seat reflects the clan's current status in the family. With the strength and status of the Liu family, it is impossible to participate in the Imperial Garden Spring Hunting, so the Tianxuan Spring Hunting is the best stage for them to stand out.

Not far from the old man, a rich and elegant lady smiled lightly and said: "I don't think so. What No. 163 used is the real battlefield victory technique. At the time of the iron-blooded war, In a face-to-face meeting, who would come to fight with you slowly and slowly? Yuqing is a good kid, but unfortunately, he lacks actual combat experience and will show his timidity when he encounters a slightly more powerful opponent. No matter how well you practice while hiding at home, what’s the use?”

Clan leader Liu's face darkened, he snorted and said: "Yuqing is extremely talented and will have a great future in the future. Naturally, he must be carefully cultivated. How can he be like those poor nobles who just casually run away to dangerous places? Risking your life for an illusory chance?"

The lady chuckled and said: "That makes sense. Yuqing can grow up slowly, but Miss Xin'er may not be able to wait that long. I heard that she is about to be one of the young talents in this class. The one who chooses a husband.”

Clan Chief Liu’s face became even more gloomy now, he snorted heavily and stopped talking.

Xin'er is the second granddaughter of Duke Wei, and has always been popular among the elders. The news that Duke Wei Guo intends to choose a husband for her in this spring hunt has already spread. Many children of aristocratic families and even young nobles with higher status are gearing up and looking forward to it. But no matter how picky a noble girl from such a family is, she will never marry someone who stops at the fourth round.

On the fighting field, Liu Yuqing's solid skills finally showed little by little. He has not been knocked down yet and is full of resilience. However, under the hands of Qianye, who was experienced in combat, there was no chance of reversing the situation.

Qianye's offensive became more and more fierce, and his punches became more and more intensive. Suddenly he shouted loudly, and punched Liu Yuqing three times in a row, knocking Liu Yuqing out of the field!

Liu Yuqing had not yet reacted. It was not until he saw Qianye closing his hands and retreating that he realized that he had exited the boundary line of the fighting arena and had already lost. "You!" He was furious and pointed at Qianye, but he didn't know what to say.

"I won." Qianye looked indifferent.

"How can you count yourself as a winner?" Liu Yuqing said angrily. He was beaten back step by step by Qianye's quick punches, and finally crossed the boundary of the fighting arena. Naturally, he was extremely unconvinced by the loss. .

At this time, the public and private guards of the Patriotic Army who were patrolling the field had already walked over and said coldly: "Leave the field immediately after the fight!"

No matter how unconvinced Liu Yuqing was, he could only endure it and glared at Qianye hatefully, with a look that made him want to tear him into pieces and dismantle him.

Qianye just smiled, turned around and left. Qianye's three punches just now hit Liu Yuqing's defensive left arm, and he was pushed out of the field in one fell swoop. If he had changed the starting point, Liu Yuqing would have been slightly injured under the impact of Qianye's more than twenty rounds of military attacks. However, Liu Yuqing was really inexperienced, so he didn't realize that Qianye was showing mercy.

As soon as Qianye walked to the sidelines, he looked up and saw Zhao Junhong again.

Zhao Junhong suddenly said: "Your combat skills are actually not suitable for the ring competition."

At this time, Qianye somewhat understood the temperament of Second Young Master Zhao, and also discovered that this arrogant young man had a rather fanatical interest in studying martial arts, so he replied calmly: "Actually, I have not learned any Secret martial arts, military fighting skills and military combat are all used to kill people rather than perform."

Zhao Junhong nodded, looking thoughtful. He had never looked directly at weapons below level five in the past, especially military-standard firearms that were almost the same as scrap metal, but Qianye's eagle strike was able to injure his guard.

We will never mention military expeditions. It is generally accepted that he cannot be promoted to a general and will not be able to sustain his strength. As for the fighting skills in the army, in Zhao Junhong's eyes, there is no difference between fighting with street gangsters. However, when these things are used in Qianye's hands, they have the power to turn decay into magic, which almost subverts the understanding that Second Young Master Zhao has always had.

The fifth round came soon, and the two clans of Zhao and Song made their debut, and the remaining contestants were divided into two large groups. Zhao Junhong and Song Zining will be placed in different groups to avoid meeting in advance. They originally had the right to choose their opponents, but maybe they didn't want to be criticized for bullying the weak, so they just discussed it and decided on the grouping. The order of the battle was still determined by drawing lots.

Qianye looked at the groups and burst into laughter. Zhao Junhong and he were not in the same group. In other words, he must reach the top of his group before he can meet Zhao Junhong, which means that he must at least defeat Song Zining.

When the war started, everyone's attention was focused on the fighting field where the Zhao and Song clans were located. Zhao Junhong's performance was extremely domineering and he kicked his opponent out of the field with one kick. Song Zining was quite satisfactory, going back and forth with his opponent for nearly ten minutes and ending with a small victory.

Qianye finally met a strong opponent, Nangong Wanyun.

Nangong Wanyun has the gentle temperament of a noble lady from a traditional family. When she stood in front of Qianye, she smiled slightly and said, "Can you let me have some?"

"No." Qianye replied.

Nangong Wanyun smiled and said: "I really don't know how to cherish girls. I didn't let you lose to me, I just wanted to do it for a while and don't slap you in the face, okay?"

Qianye thought about it seriously and said, "Try your best!"

"Thank you in advance." Nangong Wanyun opened her hands, mist curled up on her fingertips, and then she pushed forward with her palms. However, several colorless force auras instantly flew out of the mist, and the sound of wind piercing the air was no different from sharp weapons, piercing Qianye's vital points.

Qianye gave a low drink, and a faint crimson light glowed on his body. He strode forward, only slightly avoiding the most vulnerable parts such as his eyes and throat. He didn't even look at the shots directed at other parts. He rushed in front of Nangong Wanyun in an instant and punched him in the head!

Nangong Wanyun’s face changed drastically, she ducked out of the way, and even exclaimed: “I promised not to slap you in the face!”

"It shouldn't be a sneak attack, right?" Qianye said, turning around and punching, and hitting Nangong Wanyun's middle like a thunderous thunder.