Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Guo Jian's face had become extremely gloomy. At this time, Lin Zhicheng's stick skills had reached the extreme. The stick shadow wrapped him like a shield and no water could get in. It was obvious that the stick skills this person learned were more defensive. If he couldn't break his stick skills, he would surely be exhausted to death.
Lin Zhicheng's face was full of confidence. He was certain that the opponent could not break his defense, and if this continued, the battle would surely end with his victory.
Others also noticed some problems, and Qin Yuesheng couldn't help but feel a little surprised at Lin Zhicheng's stick technique.
This is pure turtle shell play.
Suddenly, Guo Jian rushed forward, swung his two swords, and crashed into Lin Zhicheng's countless stick shadows like lightning. Unlike before, Guo Jian tried his best to block the stick shadows with both hands, which allowed him to successfully get close to Lin Zhicheng. However, this was just the beginning.
Lin Zhicheng immediately saw the opportunity and changed his tactics, using his exquisite stick technique to strike Guo Jian head-on.
Guo Jian was already exhausted and blocked several sticks in a row, but he was careless and was hit on the head by Lin Zhicheng's stick.
"Wow!" Everyone exclaimed when they saw this move.
But just when it was about to hit Guo Jian, Lin Zhicheng suddenly retracted his attack and dispersed his strength, stopping the copper stick in front of Guo Jian's forehead, preventing him from dodging.
This behavior is very harmful to the body of the person who is receiving the force. If too much force is used and then forcibly received, internal injuries may easily occur. However, in order to prevent injury to Guo Jian, Lin Zhicheng still chose to do so.
However, at this moment, taking advantage of the opportunity when Lin Zhicheng was restraining his strength, Guo Jian suddenly attacked, and his two swords scraped straight towards Lin Zhicheng's chest.
Swish!
Two blood marks instantly appeared on Lin Zhicheng's chest. The wound looked quite serious. Guo Jian had spared no effort in striking.
The whole audience was in an uproar.
This is despicable!
If Lin Zhicheng had not stopped, Guo Jian would have been defeated with a bloody head. However, Lin Zhicheng's mercy did not elicit Guo Jian's automatic surrender. Instead, he continued to attack aggressively, putting Lin Zhicheng at a disadvantage in an instant.
Perhaps people in the underworld will choose to benefit themselves in times of danger, but when they see such despicable behavior, they will still choose to speak out for justice.
"You despicable villain! You've already lost, why don't you admit defeat quickly?"
"You can't afford to lose. Others give in to you, but you still don't know how to give in. Ugh."
"What's the Double-Edged Blade? He's just a waste, a villain."
At once, words of contempt were heard all around, and these voices made Guo Jian feel even greater pressure.
Anyway, the despicable thing has been done, there is no turning back, and we must win this competition today.
Just as Lin Zhicheng was injured and Guo Jianfei was about to use his knife to suppress him, a shout suddenly came from the second floor of the teahouse.
"When competing in martial arts, we must stop when the time is right."
A fan flew back and hit the knife in Guo Jian's hand, knocking the knife out of his hand. Then the fan flew back again.
Such a sudden situation paused Guo Jian's offensive, giving Lin Zhicheng a chance to catch his breath.
He stared at Guo Jian angrily and shouted, "You've already lost, are you still trying to lose again?"
Guo Jian looked at the knife on the ground, then looked at the people around him. He was immediately angry and annoyed. His reputation was really going to be ruined.
"You two, although the Jiangnan Hundred Soldiers Ranking is determined by victory or defeat, it's not a good idea to fight to the death for a little fame and fortune. You two should stop here today. The specific situation will be determined by Tianji City."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in brocade clothes standing by the window on the second floor, waving a folding fan in his hand and looking at the people below with a smile on his face.
It was Murong Su, the 'Xiaoyao Fan'.
Guo Jian glanced at the other party. Although he hated the other party for interrupting his attack, because Murong Su's strength was far superior to his, he had to grit his teeth and quickly fled the inn.
My reputation has been ruined. Staying here will only bring shame upon myself and make people despise me.
Lin Zhicheng quickly walked up to him and thanked him, "Thank you, Young Master Murong, for your help."
"Don't be polite. You were the one who was humble first. If that person wins, it would be an unfair victory. I will never agree with his ranking." Murong Su said resolutely.
His words immediately attracted everyone's applause. For a moment, the whole room was cheering, and everyone was praising Murong Su's chivalrous behavior.
Qin Yuesheng couldn't help but shake his head speechlessly. This guy was really good at pretending.
With Lin Zhicheng's successful challenge, it was like igniting explosives, making many people in the lobby ready to take action.
It is rare to see so many masters on the Hundred Weapons List gathered in Yangzhou Prefecture. This is a good opportunity to challenge them and test your own strength.
As soon as Murong Su finished speaking, a small, ordinary-looking man stepped out of the crowd and shouted towards the second floor, "'Black Rakshasa' Qin Yuesheng, I know you're still drinking tea on the second floor. I, Ye Shuo from Xiaozhou Island, want to challenge you."
Before one wave of troubles subsided, another wave arose. When everyone heard that someone else was going to challenge the ranking of the Jiangnan Hundred Soldiers List, they suddenly became excited. There was another good show to watch.
When hearing the name of Black Rakshasa Qin Yuesheng, many people felt a little unfamiliar at first. Only after they took out the Hundred Weapons List they carried with them to check it, did they suddenly realize what was going on, but at the same time they were a little disappointed.
Ninety-nine digits, so low.
Many people knew that the last forty on the Jiangnan Hundred Weapons List were basically externally forged warriors, and their fight would be similar to that between Lin Zhicheng and Guo Jian just now, without any big details, and at most it would just be fun to watch.
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