Empress, your husband is invincible

"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Cheng's figure is also like a ghost, and every light jump in the blunt arrows brings a rush of crisp sound...

Under the wave after wave of blunt arrows that all missed, Ye Cheng's sleeves fluttered like an immortal in the world!
Seeing this, Meng Shigong's eyes were in a trance.

Is it because I am too weak, or is this Ye Cheng really strong beyond the scope of a warrior?

Subconsciously touching the empty quiver, Meng Shigong felt bitter in his heart.

The arrows have run out?
"My child, bows can be far or near. When you are fighting with others, if you run out of arrows, you need to remember that there is still the last close combat available..."

Suddenly, the words of his deceased father flashed in his mind, and Meng Shigong's face became resolute.

If you can't do it remotely, then melee!
"You, Ye Cheng, aren't too strong in melee combat? Today, I want to let the world know that I'm no worse than you with ten bows!

For my warriors, the harder it is, the harder it is to face it! "

With a ruthless heart, Meng Shigong flipped the iron tire bow, his toes hurriedly touched the ground, and his figure quickly ran towards Ye Cheng like a ghost.

Seeing that he wanted to fight in close quarters, Ye Cheng thought about it, and put the Qiushui long sword back into the scabbard.

Meng Shigong is a good seedling, if possible, Ye Cheng wants to do everything he can to bring him under his command.

Meng Shigong's body technique is extremely fast, and his movements are flexible and vigorous, like an ape that comes and goes freely in the jungle.

After a few dodges, he had already arrived in front of Ye Cheng.

Just now when he saw Ye Cheng put his sword back into its sheath, he felt a little annoyed.

With his left arm, he swung the iron tire bow in his hand, and Meng Shigong's right hand took advantage of the situation to fill the bowstring.

"Go!"

The moment Ye Cheng easily blocked the iron tire bow, Meng Shigong yelled fiercely, and let go of his right arm that was tightening the bowstring.

"Buzz!"

The void was cut in half suddenly, and a phantom of the bowstring with a cold light appeared in the air instantly!
Although Ye Cheng blocked the iron tire bow, he never thought that an empty bowstring would be so powerful.

It's okay, Ye Cheng only had time to dodge in a hurry, and the phantom of the bowstring suddenly flashed across his left shoulder!

Thanks to Ye Cheng's timely reaction, the phantom of the bowstring only had time to cut through the clothes on his left shoulder.

Otherwise, the current floor will be completely stained red with blood!
Frowning slightly, Ye Cheng, who had already distanced himself from Meng Shigong, looked at the boy in front of him seriously for the first time.

The power of this bowstring phantom is so terrifying...

Outstanding talent, bright future!
He secretly judged Meng Shigong in his heart, and Ye Cheng became serious.

Holding the scabbard of Qiushui Longsword empty, Ye Cheng raised his head and looked at Meng Shigong who was panting slightly.

After the previous battles, Ye Cheng roughly figured out the level of Meng Shigong - almost stuck at the peak of the fifth order...

The bow string phantom just now is probably the most lethal move he can use for the time being.

Holding the scabbard with one arm, Ye Cheng faced Meng Shibow who was rushing towards him again.

Meng Shigong knew that Ye Cheng was on guard against his move just now, so this time he only held the iron-tired longbow tightly in his hand, using it as a scimitar to fight against Ye Cheng.

……

"Li Bai...Ye Cheng looks a little embarrassed?"

On the gate of the city, Ling Xuejian supported the crenel of the tower with great interest, and asked Zhuang Shuanglin beside him.

Zhuang Shuanglin pursed her lips and shook her head, thought for a while and explained:

"Otherwise, if Brother Ye is like this boy from the Meng family, he will do his best.

I'm afraid that if the Meng family kid doesn't do three tricks, he will definitely lose.

The reason why the two have formed the current fighting situation, I guess, it must be Brother Ye who cherishes talents..."

"Oh?"

Ling Xuejian suddenly became interested.

"A heart of cherishing talent?"

"Exactly, Meng Shi Gong, although he is young now, it can be clearly seen that he already has the qualifications to charge into battle."

Zhuang Shuanglin nodded without hesitation.

"I remember, the Meng family seems to be a general in Qinzhou?"

Ling Xuejian slightly knocked on the city wall.

"Exactly, but since decades ago, the Meng family has completely withdrawn from the military for some unknown reason."

"After the competition is over, try to get in touch with him. See if you can send him to Marquis Wu's tent for use."

Ling Xuejian nodded, and gave a light instruction.

"From now on, don't discuss anything else. Ye Cheng seems to be winning."

……

Ye Cheng has gradually become more comfortable controlling his own strength.

Under his suppression, Meng Shigong gradually became exhausted.

"Keng!"

Following Ye Cheng's last blow, the iron bow that Meng Shigong had been holding tightly in his hand was released in an instant!

With a light tap of his toes, Ye Cheng knocked him to the ground with one kick.

Lying on the cold ground with a flushed face, Meng Shigong watched the iron tire bow fall from the sky and landed beside him, feeling extremely powerless for a moment...

Walking slowly to his side, Ye Cheng bent down and deliberately said in a hoarse voice:
"You are already strong.

When it's over, come find me.Let me tell you where you are lacking now. "

Meng Shigong's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at Ye Cheng blankly.

"You can really talk?"

"..."

Ye Cheng was speechless for a moment.

Reaching out his hand, he picked up Meng Shigong who had picked up the iron tire bow from the ground, and Ye Cheng walked slowly towards the curtain shed where he was.

"Keng!"

With the sound of the gong, Gu Dasheng also logically announced Ye Cheng's identity as the winner of this round.

"Ye Cheng, bullshit!"

And as Gu Dasheng's voice fell, there was a deafening cheer from the stands around the school field.

Although he had heard this kind of cheering several times in the past two days, Ye Cheng still couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Zhuang Yan, the instigator.

If he knew this earlier, he shouldn't have taught Zhuang Yan this modern term!

After Ye Cheng came Zhuang Han and Lin Xianyuan.

Although Ye Cheng has seen Zhuang Han's weapon several times already, but every time he sees it, he still can't help complaining——

Because, this miraculous guy who was worn by the world turned out to be a soft sword of a woman!
"Little boy is really fake!"

The fact that Zhuang Han had feelings for Ling Xuejian was always a thorn in Ye Cheng's heart.

Every time he sees Zhuang Han make a move, he can't help but slander.

Lin Xianyuan's skills, after the past few days of observation, Ye Cheng already knows most of them.

But like Ye Cheng, Zhuang Han didn't seem to have used much of his true strength from the beginning to the end...

The laymen in the surrounding stands burst into cheers from time to time at the two people on the school field.

But from Ye Cheng's point of view, even though Lin Xianyuan has a strong figure, a long spear in his hand like a dragon, and even urges the energy in his body to perform a few tricks from time to time, he has never been able to force Zhuang Han's true strength...

Sure enough, when Lin Xianyuan picked up a long spear, stimulated the energy in his body, and threw out a burst of beautiful spear flowers, Zhuang Han, who had been strolling in the garden, became serious for the first time.