socalfunplaces Chapter 1488
Chapter 1488
At this time, Mo Emei was already fighting to the death. He didn't care at all. Li Sanjian rushed towards Li Sanjian fearlessly.
Li Sanjian responded to Mo Emei's attack at all costs in an orderly manner.
The half-spear thrown by the former was easily picked up by his sword, and then he twisted his body, and the long sword in his hand instantly made a sword flower. The whole sword body was like a spirit snake that was picked up by its tail and turned around to bite.
"Swish!" It pierced Mo Emei's arm horizontally.
Even though Mo Emei had already made up her mind to fight to the death at this time, the blow on her arm still made her unbearable.
"Bang!" Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Emei was in pain, Li Sanjian kicked her away.
Although Mo Emei, who fell to the ground, was not dead yet, at this time, she didn't know how many ribs were broken, and it was difficult for her to launch any attack on Li Sanjian.
"Damn it!"
Mo Qingcheng cursed fiercely, staring at Li Sanjian with sinister eyes. At this moment, he clenched his fists, and his nails almost pierced into his palms.
Before coming to the Wan family, he thought he had a sure win in this competition, and he didn't take Ye Xiao or Qiu Mingshan seriously.
But he didn't expect that Ye Xiao actually brought a swordsman whose strength was almost as good as that of the initial stage of seeing the gods.
Mo Qingcheng didn't even look at Mo Emei who was seriously injured on the ground.
The ancient martial arts Mo clan is not very different from the Ye clan. The competition among them is very fierce and cruel. Mo Qingcheng can abandon useless clan members like Mo Emei at any time.
Seeing Mo Emei fall to the ground, many people in the field were speechless and couldn't believe it.
One reason is that the fight between the two was too fast for them. It was only two or three rounds, and it was over in a total of less than ten seconds.
Second, Mo Emei was a master of the Mo family martial arts school, and people could not accept that she was easily defeated by Li Sanjian, a swordsman with little reputation.
Qiu Mingshan frowned deeply, and it was obvious that Li Sanjian's performance made him feel under great pressure.
Even he might not be able to defeat such a martial artist who was good at swordsmanship for a while, so could his disciples defeat him?
Ye Xiao, Ye Xianyang and Ye Menglong thought it was no big deal.
Although Li Sanjian's kung fu could only be ranked outside the top ten in the Guye team, it was only a matter of time before he won against martial artists below the level of seeing gods.
"Yeah! We won!"
Wan Hongzhuang clapped her hands happily, although she was dazzled by the whole process of Li Sanjian and Mo Emei's fight.
But as long as the result was that Li Sanjian won, it would be fine.
In the center of the arena, Li Sanjian looked cold, turned his head towards Qiu Mingshan, and spoke indifferently.
"Next, who's next!"
Now he just wanted to end this battle as soon as possible. He was forced to come here, and he had no interest in accepting disciples, and then go home as soon as possible.
"Master, should I still go?" A middle-aged man behind Qiu Mingshan said with cold sweat.
This man was the disciple picked by Qiu Mingshan to fight. Before Li Sanjian and Mo Emei fought, he was still very confident.
When facing a warrior of the same level, he was still waiting for the opportunity. No matter how you look at it, his chances of winning are extremely high!
But after seeing Mo Emei take action, he backed off a little. He had no doubt that Mo Emei's first shot would knock him down.
Seeing the back, he became more and more anxious.
Mo Emei, who could kill him in one move, was easily defeated by Li Sanjian. What's the point of waiting for such a fierce man!
He didn't even take a breath during the whole fight, okay?
So how could he have the courage to fight Li Sanjian?
"Useless trash! You're discouraged before you even get on the field. You've made me lose face."
Qiu Mingshan cursed with a dark face.
He naturally knew that his disciple had no chance of winning, and even thought of withdrawing from the fight. Anyway, he would lose if he went up to fight, and he might also be like the Mo family, with a disciple seriously injured.
Is there any need to fight?
But he, the president of the Aocheng Wuji Association, naturally couldn't bear the reputation of surrendering without a fight, and he also needed to give an explanation to He Yunwei, so he could only blame his disciple for being a coward.
"Yunwei, I didn't teach my disciple well, and let this kid embarrass us. It would be better if my most proud disciple was here."
Qiu Mingshan sighed and looked at He Yunwei with a look of regret.
He Yunwei was not as angry as Qiu Mingshan expected. He just smiled and said, "President Qiu, don't be angry. We just admit defeat in this game."Although He Yunwei did not expect that the swordsman brought by Ye Xiao would be so strong that everyone in the Mo family martial arts hall was defeated quickly.
But he did not have much hope for the competition, as long as he did not lose to the Mo family who supported He Yunlei.
Moreover, even if the swordsman became Wan Hongzhuang's master, it did not necessarily mean that Ye Xiao had won the gambling license in the hands of the Wan family.
So he could still afford to lose.
Are they not going to fight anymore?
The conversation between Qiu Mingshan and He Yunlei disappointed Wan Shi'an, Wan Sicheng and his son, as well as other boxers who were watching the fun.
One side did not want to see Ye Xiao win so easily, and the other side had not had enough of the melon. It was rare for ordinary martial artists in the martial arts world to see masters of this level fighting.
Wan Hongzhuang, on the other hand, was becoming more and more happy. Since Qiu Mingshan and He Yunwei had admitted defeat, she no longer had to worry about Li Sanjian, and she had already accepted Li Sanjian as her master.
How could she not be happy?
"Mr. Wan, I withdraw, but if Miss Wan has any questions about martial arts in the future, you can come to Wu Ji Club to ask me for advice at any time." Qiu Mingshan pretended to be generous and said to Wan Shian with a master's temperament.
Before Wan Shian responded, Ye Xiao couldn't help but said sarcastically: "President Qiu, are you not going to fight anymore? You represent the largest martial arts force in Australia City. It's too shameless to admit defeat directly!"
Qiu Mingshan, this old guy, not to mention the ambush of Ye Xiao last time, dared to despise Ye Xiao today. Although Ye Xiao himself also contributed to this, it did not affect Ye Xiao. He mocked Qiu Mingshan.
Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Qiu Mingshan's face, which was originally quite calm, suddenly became the king of Chinese flat noodles.
"Ye Xiao, don't be so arrogant. If my eldest disciple was not here, would it be your turn to be proud today?"
"And I advise you to find a place where no one is around and hide with your tail between your legs. People like you will die sooner or later!" Qiu Mingshan said gloomily with a gloomy face.
Since he had already torn his face with Ye Xiao, he simply stopped pretending. Today, Ye Xiao once again made the Mo family suffer a loss. How could the latter be willing? And his father and grandfather will arrive in Aocheng soon, so he is not afraid of Ye Xiao coming to settle the account.
"Haha!" Ye Xiao sneered.
"Qiu Mingshan, there are many people who want me dead, but I have killed more. If you have this idea, don't shrink aside next time. Why not come together."