Monarch of Evernight: The 141 duel

bsp;The middle-aged general was Li Tianquan’s confidant. Li Qingyun’s words were very straightforward and without any modification. He was unhappy when he heard the words, but he didn’t dare to get angry. He just snorted and said: "What empire twins?" Star? Bloody battle is just a children's game, can it be taken seriously?"

Li Qingyun smiled and said: "In a few years, I will no longer be a child. I will talk about this here. Who dares to say it in front of Zhao Jundu?"

The middle-aged general looked ugly. Even he naturally did not dare to speak so openly in front of Zhao Jundu. Regardless of the future development potential and the Zhao clan behind him, just now, in the battle of Yongye Camp, Zhao Jundu, who is level 12, can actually compete with the powerful Marquis with a domain that exceeds level 5. With this record alone, there are several People dare to shout in front of him?

Seeing that the fight was about to begin, Li Qingyun said: "Why don't you, the second elder, come over? I think this match is worth watching."

The general didn't take it seriously: "What's so interesting about a group of guys who can't stand up to the stage? It's enough for me to hold the show here, why do I need the second elder to come in person?"

Li Qingyun glanced at him up and down, and smiled. His expression was still so kind, but the middle-aged general's face suddenly became embarrassed. Li Qingyun's meaning is clear: you are not qualified.

However, the general is also a member of the Li family, and he is very aware of the madness and cruelty beneath Li Qingyun's ordinary appearance. Regardless of his current demeanor and tone, he is no different from an ordinary person. If he does something wrong, he will take action in the next minute, and he doesn't know where. offended him. The middle-aged general swallowed his breath and pretended not to see the contempt in Li Qingyun's eyes.

In the spectator seats, Lu Sha and others also arrived.

Lu Sha crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Qianye gloomily, like a ferocious beast before it burst out to hurt someone. The rest of the people were not so quiet. A group of people roared over, with provocative expressions and exaggerated movements. From time to time, third-rate slang came out of their mouths, and they even uttered curse words openly.

Hearing the vulgar words being called by names, Qianye finally opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at Lu Sha's group, and said: "If you want to fight, wait until this is over, come one by one, life or death, no matter what ?"

The voice on the other side immediately dropped, and several people looked at each other with uneasy expressions on their faces.

Perhaps they didn’t take Qianye seriously before, but after the provocative strong man in the military merit exchange area was restrained by Qianye’s move, they knew very well that even if there was a level advantage, it would still be difficult. Against Qianye, there is really no guarantee of victory. At least in a different place, they could definitely win against the strong man, but they couldn't win so cleanly.

However, now that Qianye’s challenges are thrown out one by one, they have already taken advantage of the wheel battle. Is it possible that they are still going to swarm them? Although these mercenaries are all evil-minded people, they still cannot afford to lose this person in this highly anticipated fighting arena.

Lu Sha remained silent, and then he said: "Shut up, all of you. If you have the strength, go to the battlefield and use it." As he said this, he strode to a row of seats and sat down.

His subordinates stopped talking angrily, and followed them to find a place to sit around. This was tantamount to showing weakness in disguise, but they finally had a way to go down.

Qianye ignored Lu Sha and those people, walked into the fighting arena with the sound of the horn, and then thrust Dongyue into the ground. The floor of the fighting arena was made of rough rock, but Qianye inserted it casually, and the unimpressive edge of the epee sank half a meter silently, like inserting tofu.

As soon as Qianye appeared on the stage, there was a lot of discussion. It turned out that except for Dongyue, he didn't carry any weapons, and he didn't even wear a battle armor. The powerful outfit he wore was just an ordinary battle suit, and his defense power was almost zero.

Du Li also walked into the fighting arena. Compared with Qianye, who was simply dressed, he was armed to the teeth. He held a long spear with a three-edged blade in his left hand and a large-caliber double-barreled short/gun hanging on his waist. Behind him He was carrying a Force crossbow, daggers and daggers on his waist and thighs, and even a grenade under his breastplate.

The horn sounded again, announcing the official start of the fight.

Du Li stared at Qianye, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and said with a ferocious smile: "You know, Qianye, I have been putting up with you for a long time! From the first time I saw you, I felt extremely displeased. You Steal my limelight, steal my military glory, and want to steal my position? Come on, I will let you know the difference between killing people and your kind of showy fighting!"

Du Li screamed and rushed towards Qianye, his spear whistling sharply and piercing Qianye's heart. As soon as the spear was moved, a meter-long dark cyan light erupted from the tip of the spear. It was obvious that Du Li had used all his strength in the first blow.

The gun light came very fast and came in an instant. When it almost reached his chest, Qianye still didn't move. He saw that he was about to see blood in the first round!

Just when the onlookers were holding their breath, they suddenly felt a blur in front of their eyes. Qianye seemed to be moving, but also seemed not to be moving. The menacing spear deflected without any warning and stabbed into the empty space, just like Du Li temporarily stopped his hand. However, everyone knows that this is absolutely impossible.

Du Li's charge had not stopped, and the gun shot into the air. He had the energy to change his moves, but unexpectedly there seemed to be an invisible force field in front of him, pulling him involuntarily and continuing to rush towards Qianye.

Qianye looked motionless, as if nothing strange had ever happened. He simply took half a step forward, and at the same time, his body moved slightly forward, leaning at a very small angle. There was a muffled sound, and Duli was knocked backwards. When he landed, he staggered back several steps. Only then did he stand firm.

The fighting arena was silent for a moment, no one expected this outcome.

Li Qingyun was tapping the armrest, and his fingers suddenly stopped for a moment, and then fell down to keep up with the original rhythm.

Dully's face was covered with blood, and his mind was a little dizzy. He didn't understand what happened just now or what he hit again. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his face and saw Qianye still standing there, as if he had not even raised his hand, and Dongyue was still where he was, not using it at all.

Du Li gritted his teeth, and the blood aroused his ferocity. Instead of being cautious when he came on stage, he let out a scream in his throat, dropped the long spear, pulled out the short knife and dagger with his backhand, and pounced on Qianye like lightning. As soon as he got close, he launched a violent storm-like offensive, and his double blades turned into two **** of light, flying around Qianye endlessly.

Those who are not as good as a warrior can't even keep up with his movements.

This round of violent attacks showed Du Li's true strength, extremely ruthless, fast and accurate, every inch short and every inch dangerous. If on the battlefield, once the opponent is suppressed in this way and takes the lead, he is likely to face life and death immediately. Even those who are stronger than Du Li may be caught off guard and suffer hatred.

However, most people in the audience felt that their eyesight seemed to be blurred, and the edges of Qianye's figure became blurred, as if there were several double images stacked on top of each other.

Many people rubbed their eyes blankly, while some people became alert and used the Force to their eyes to enhance their vision. Only then did they see clearly. It wasn't that their eyesight was dazzled, but that Qianye's movement was too fast, but the amplitude was extremely small, and not even a centimeter of distance was wasted. In the eyes of strong men like them, , all left afterimages.

At this moment, Qianye was distracted in his mind as he assessed the battle situation in front of him.

His feeling seemed to be a little biased. On the one hand, he felt that Du Li's offensive should be quite fierce. In his impression, this guy who was inexplicably causing trouble from the beginning was not a complete idiot. At least his strength matched his level. However, at this moment, in Qianye's eyes, Du Li's offensive was extremely powerful, but his movements were often delayed and full of flaws.

Qianye didn't even use basic military fighting skills. He only blocked and slapped at the opponent's weak points. His dodge and counterattack ranged within half a meter, and he completely neutralized Duli's offensive.

Qianye suddenly took a step forward, and somehow passed through Du Li's knife net, almost leaning on him. Then he raised his elbow and Du Li flew backwards.

Looking at Du Li flying away, Qianye's heart moved. Among the countless knowledge inherited from the long river of blood, a rune surfaced.

A nearly invisible red thread stretched out from Qianye's feet, stretching out tens of meters in an instant, arriving first, and even passed Du Li in the air halfway.

Qianye then slid forward as if pulled by an invisible force, leaving behind a series of afterimages with different postures. Qianye arrived in front of Du Li in one step, reached out and grabbed the back of Du Li's neck, pushed him into the ground lightly, then stood up and stood still.

Those afterimages appeared almost at the same time, and then disappeared by just a hair.

On the hard rocky ground of the fighting arena, most of Du Li's body was submerged in it, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Qianye stood there quietly, seeming to be thinking about something. There was also silence in the fighting arena, and no one made a sound. There was no sound of cheers or shouts, as if they were afraid of disturbing this young man.

Li Qingyun's right hand had been suspended in the air for a long time, and now it finally fell, hitting the armrest with a snap. He was not surprised, but his eyes were full of smiles, and he sighed: "Such skills, such skills! I will never be lonely again!"

After saying that, Li Qingyun stood up and left without looking at Qianye again. Before leaving, a strong man accompanying him inadvertently glanced at the chair he had been sitting on, and his eyelids suddenly jumped. The chair is covered with countless clear cracks from the armrests to the back, but the prototype has remained intact.

After a while, there was still silence in the fighting arena. People didn't know whether to cheer, exclaim, or some other reaction. The strong men present had experienced hundreds of battles, but had never seen such a fight. Looking back on every detail, it seemed that people doubted the scene they had just witnessed.

In fact, whether it was military success or internal competition, Du Li had gained quite a reputation during this period. He still had the majority of wins among the strong men at the same level, which once again proved the strength of Lu Sha's team.

However, in the fight just now, there was no violent collision between the force and the force, nor was there an offensive and defensive contest of swords and swords. It was over before people even had time to see the fighting skills of both sides clearly.

Qianye finally woke up from his meditation, glanced at Duli who was still embedded in the ground, and said to the referee who had not yet recovered: "Send all his equipment to me."

Lu Sha stood up suddenly and couldn't help shouting: "Qianye, don't go too far!"

"Isn't this a business rule?" Qianye raised his head and looked directly at Lu Sha, and said calmly: "Of course the rules can also be determined by fists. If you think I'm going too far, then you can come down and have a life-or-death battle."

Lu Sha's face was suddenly filled with clouds. The process of Qianye's defeat of Du Li was too understated. Especially the movement technique of the final pursuit made people feel like they were flying in the air. A warrior can fly into the air, but if he can move in the void as if he were on the ground and turn around freely, what kind of strength does that mean?

Thinking of this, Lu Sha took a deep breath, stood straight on the spot, and suppressed the strong desire to fight from his lips and teeth.

Qianye didn't push him and said, "Before I walk out of this gate, you have a chance at any time." After that, he picked up Dongyue and walked out of the field.