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Chapter 128: Mixed Fight (2)

"drink!"

Yin Liting said ashamed inwardly, and his other foot was on the shield at the same time. His body was floating like a light feather, flying out three feet lightly and landing in the distance.

It was obvious that Yin Liting thought it was difficult to get the upper hand in this round of battles, so she used Tiyun to temporarily escape and start over. However, Don Quixote had experienced many battles, so how could he see the great opportunity slip away in vain?

The shield was thrown out suddenly, paused, held up the sword with both hands, and rushed towards Yin Liting like a charge.

Yin Liting had just landed on the ground, and the black shadows roared in front of him. He quickly picked up the tip of the sword and picked the shield apart. Before he could come back to his senses, Don Quixote's big sword had reached the top of his head. Yin Liting could feel the chill of the sword's edge on his cheek.

Driven by instinct, the Tianji Power passed through the Du meridian and opened the hand yang meridian and rushed into the steel sword with all his strength, and a golden light suddenly appeared.

Although he had a good study of Tai Chi sword, he was panicked and completely forgot the principle of using softness to overcome hardness and weak to overcome strongness, and instinctively chose to fight head-on.

"when"!

The sound of gold and iron exploded, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

Looking over again, I saw Yin Liting's hair scattered, holding a broken sword in his hand, and was stunned. Don Quixote was lying on the ground, with the big sword stuck in the distance, rubbing his chest, and unable to get up for a moment.

Time is played back before one breath.

When the sword arrived, Yin Liting was filled with sharp swords and blocked them with a sword. However, Don Quixote had a force to attack, and the Dou Qi was at its peak. Yin Liting was in a hurry and could not exert ten percent of the internal force. One was rising and the other was declining, and the Dou Qi was much stronger than the ordinary internal force, so Yin Liting was naturally at a disadvantage.

The Central Plains sword system emphasizes lightness, sharpness, so it is made delicate and exquisite, while the Western sword emphasizes momentum, strength and strength, so it is tough and wide. Yin Liting's sword is only three fingers wide. This fight is purely because of his own weakness and the enemy's strength. Although the sword was instilled with his internal strength, it was blocked for a moment, but it was cut off neatly in a moment.

When life and death were about to part, Don Quixote turned the sword edge horizontally, moved half an inch away, and slapped Yin Liting on the shoulder with the sword. Yin Liting was anxious and slapped his palm on the sword. Don Quixote couldn't hold it, and the sword was out of hand; the other palm was swung out, and a soft force slapped Don Quixote's chest, shaking him to the ground.

This battle lasted only twenty breaths, but the changes were dazzling.

"Brother, who won?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

"You can't win, um, no, both jade and stone will be burned and die together." Zhou Tiansheng replied, "In the last moment, if the Hall is chopped down directly, the Sixth Master Uncle probably won't have the hope of survival. Similarly, if the Sixth Master Uncle had his palm hit Tang's heart with all his strength, Tang would definitely not be able to survive. Unexpectedly, Tang is so powerful. Brother Li, what do you think?"

"The younger brother said it is not bad at all. This battle is never seen. The great sword and shield are so powerful. The shield is really a good thing. Uncle Yin was blocked by the shield before he fell into a disadvantage. There is also the 'turn over and 'phoenix nod' and 'phoenix nod'. If you guard it with a sword, few people can defend it. However, this shield only needs to be put on the top of your head. No matter how you change it, you can't get around the shield in the end." Li Xu praised.

Yin Liting walked over, pulled Don Quixote, followed his chest and said, "Yin is defeated, thank you Mr. Quixote for keeping his hands."

Don Quixote also bowed and said, "You are also very strong. I have never seen anyone better than you in the opponents I have met. My hands can no longer hold the shield."

"Uncle Sixth Master, what is this sword technique passed down from the West? We, the bystanders, are not as good as you to experience it yourself after all." Li Xu asked.

"Well, it's clever and clever, fierce and sharp, with no tricks. It's quite similar to the martial arts in the army, but it's more suitable for fighting alone than the martial arts in the army. If it weren't for relying on its internal strength being much higher than that of him, I'm afraid that Yin would be cut by him in the waist when he rose up in the air." Yin Liting smiled bitterly, "That shield is even more incomprehensible. Yin has never seen such an opponent. No matter how many changes my sword skills change, he doesn't have to worry about it. He just needs a shield to block all open and secret moves. How can he fight?"

"Now think about it, there are two ways to break the enemy. One is to break the enemy head-on, relying on deep internal strength, and break the shield and people together, or use dark strength to break his arm. Second, if you use light skills to surround him, his great sword and shield will be heavy, and he will definitely not be so flexible. He should be able to win if he specializes in weak points."

"It's a pity that I have taken the wrong path since the beginning. I sacrifice my strengths and attack the enemy's strengths and lose it without any wicked defeat. After this battle, I realized how great the world is. Even if my internal strength is a little higher, I may not be able to win steadily."

"Mr. Quixote, maybe fight again? Let's compete with each other." Li Xu couldn't help but feel itchy.

"Okay, I'm much better now and can fight again. However, my fighting skills are a bit cruel, just for the purpose of killing people. I'm afraid you will be injured." Don Quixote hesitated.

"Haha, our martial artists are walking around the world. If you are afraid of being injured, you can learn martial arts, practice boxing, and what tricks do you have. Mr. Quixote just let it go." As he said that, Li Xu put on a boxing stance, "Li will use the martial arts Xingyiquan and the Great Vajra divine power to meet the knights who come from thousands of miles away."

Don Quixote saluted another knight salute, clasped his fists and protected him on his chest, making a slight mistake, just like a boxer in later generations. "My fighting technique is called Pankration, which has been passed down from ancient Greece, please give me advice."

"Pankrasin?!" Zhou Tiansheng said in shock.

"Brother Zhou, is this Pan and Xin? What is it? Is it very powerful?" Ding Minjun asked curiously for some reason, with a sense of worry between her eyebrows.

"Pankrasin is a martial art of ancient Greek city-states in the West, integrating boxing and wrestling. Some are similar to integrating boxing, kicking, small grappling, wrestling and other techniques, without any taboos, and the moves are fatal. It is the most commonly used fighting technique in ancient Greek fighting competitions. It is extremely cruel and a battle at the cost of life. In the face of this cruel challenge of losing lives at any time, the warriors of ancient Greek fighting need to have considerable courage in addition to their deep cultivation and strong body. As far as I know, there are many warriors who died under Pankrasin's fighting technique." Zhou Tiansheng recalled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Minjun became more worried, "You are almost the same as Li Xu in practicing kung fu. How do you think about the victory or defeat?"
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