Chapter 824 What are you doing? Beat him!
Wenjiu narrowed his eyes and lashed out with the first whip.
In fact, in the eyes of all of us, Wenjiu is like dancing, slowly and leisurely swinging the first whip.
For a moment, bursts of laughter rang out one after another.
The prince didn't take it seriously at all and reached out to grab Wenjiu's snake whip.
Wen Jiu raised an eyebrow, showing considerable courage. The next second, spiritual energy suddenly poured in.
The prince had a mocking smile on his face, but when the whip was about to touch his palm, his expression suddenly became stern. Perhaps it was because of his experience in many battles, but he managed to dodge the whip in almost the next second.
He looked at his palm again. Even though it was so far away from the whip, he could still feel the burning force of the whip.
The prince's face instantly turned cold. He frowned and glanced at Wen Jiu, then suddenly said to his subordinates, "Bring me my sword."
This time, after taking out the big knife, Lian Shang changed his previous appearance and looked at Wen Jiu opposite him with great vigilance.
Emperor Kangxi couldn't help but frown as he looked at the game, rubbing the jade pendant around his waist again and again. I don't know what he was thinking.
The Ninth and Tenth Masters, who were closest to Wen Jiu, were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
The Eighth Master beside him couldn't help but frown. He had seen the duel between the Fourth Brother and the Eldest Brother before. He thought the Fourth Brother was already a top-tier martial artist.
But the whip that the Fourth Young Master just used seemed to be more fierce than that of the Fourth Brother.
He said he was the fourth brother's apprentice, so how terrifying would the fourth brother be when fighting Wukong?
For a moment, Mr. Ba even felt fortunate.
Fortunately, the fourth brother was poisoned in order to save the eldest brother, and now he can no longer practice martial arts.
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, they have all been lost.
Thinking of this, I felt a little strange in my heart for some reason, and I couldn't help but look at the Prince of Zhi beside me with discomfort.
The eldest brother's face was pale, and when he knocked on him, he found that his fists were clenched tightly. He must have been thinking about the fourth brother and felt guilty.
Mr. Ba's lips moved slightly, and for a long time he didn't know what to say to comfort him. In the end, he just let out a sigh.
Thirteen was also looking at Wenjiu, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Something I hadn't thought about before suddenly popped up in my mind. I remembered when my fourth brother and his wife went to Shanxi to provide disaster relief. They were unexpectedly saved by his wife. That's when I realized how strong this woman was. She was much stronger than an average person, and she could even pull him up with one hand.
But later, I heard Fourth Brother casually say that he also practiced martial arts, so I put the matter aside. After returning to Beijing for so long, Little Fourth Sister-in-law has always been gentle and weak, and no one has ever associated her with these swords, guns, sticks and clubs.
Now, seeing her pick up the whip with such fierce momentum, I suddenly remembered that Fourth Sister-in-law was also good at martial arts.
But his worries only intensified, and he couldn't help but shout, "Fourth Young Master! If this doesn't work, then step down."
The Ninth Master and the Tenth Master also came back to their senses and nodded immediately.
Master Shi said, "Yes, if we can't win, we can just run away! There's nothing shameful about it."
Jiu Ye said: "And us."
Wen Jiu was almost ruined by these people. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and replied: "Don't worry."
"Is the prince ready?" Wen Jiu turned his gaze over.
The prince over there looked at her seriously and said, "Please!"
This was Wenjiu's first time fighting against someone, and her opponent was not much weaker than her.
To be honest, it was impossible not to be nervous. I took a deep breath and didn't know what to do for a moment.
[Master! What are you doing? Beat him!]
Wenjiu: How can I beat him?
[…If that doesn’t work, just use the first to tenth moves of the Longevity Dance!]
Wenjiu: “Oh.”
The next second, everyone saw the person on the stage suddenly move. The long whip, like a spirit snake, was swung as smoothly as a ribbon, and the dance was subtly seductive.
The people around just looked stunned.
"Nineth brother...what's this trick of Fourth Sister-in-law?" Tenth Master bumped into Ninth Master's shoulder with a strange look on his face.
Jiu Ye also had a question mark on his forehead: "...Could it be that he wants to charm the other person to death?"
"Ah?" The Tenth Master was speechless: "Did she forget that she was wearing men's clothes... Look at the prince across from her, he was so scared that he was stunned."
"Is it possible that she is deliberately confusing the other party? Maybe she will take action in the next second?" The Thirteenth Master couldn't help but come over and say something.
"What are you talking about Little Fourth Sister-in-law? We are having a martial arts competition, why are you mentioning that woman?" The Eighth Master, who was in the distance, couldn't hear clearly and couldn't help but come closer and say.
Jiu Ye and the others fell silent instantly.
"Uh... let's just watch the competition."
"right."
The Eighth Master glanced at the three of them suspiciously, then thought of warming the wine. Suddenly, he felt a little uneasy. He hadn't heard anything about that woman since he came back.
That woman was full of bad intentions before she left, who knows what she was going to do to me. It's so quiet now, something's wrong! Something's very wrong!
"Master! I'm not asking you to practice martial arts! I'm asking you to practice the moves! The moves for the final attack!"
Xiao Jin couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but yell.
Wenjiu blinked, immediately gathered his strength, and swung the whip towards the prince on the other side.
Obviously, the prince on the opposite side was originally on high alert, but after seeing Wenjiu jump for such a while, he was stunned for a moment.
By the time he came to his senses, the whip was already in front of him. Naturally, he didn't dare to take it head-on. He took out his sword to block it, then quickly retreated more than ten meters. Subconsciously, he looked at his sword again and found that it had been hit with a huge hole. He was immediately horrified!
Wenjiu was already using his second move. There were ten moves in total, but Wenjiu was only familiar with and could use five of them effectively. Each move was more powerful than the last.
By the time she had practiced the fourth move step by step, the prince on the other side was completely unable to withstand it, and beads of sweat were already dripping from his forehead.
Seeing his broadsword gradually broken by the whip's repeated attacks, he frowned and simply sacrificed his broadsword, wrapped it around the wine-warming whip, and the next second he was on top. At this moment, if he couldn't attack at close range, he would be completely defeated.
Wen Jiu was in a trance when he saw the prince's fist coming towards him, so he gathered his strength and met it with a palm.
With a bang, a muffled sound erupted in the air, as if the venue had moved a little.
Wenjiu took three steps back and steadied himself.
The prince was blasted more than ten meters outside the arena, and only came to a halt after hitting a pillar. A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Ahhh! I win!"
"Fourth Young Master! Fourth Young Master! Fourth Young Master..."
Wenjiu was stunned by the cheers of the crowd. Now, not only her own people were calling her, but even the Mongolian people seemed to be cheering for her.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but glance at his hands and asked in a trembling voice, "Xiao Jin, I, I, I... Aren't our fighting strengths pretty much the same?"
Xiao Jin couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Your basic strength is much higher than his, not to mention the spiritual power and skills you have added to your body. How can he possibly defeat you? With a full-strength palm strike like that, it would be a blessing if he doesn't die."
Wenjiu swallowed hard, looked at the prince lying on the ground, panicked for a moment, and immediately went over to pick him up.
"Hey, are you okay? Is everything okay?"
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