Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: I ignite a fire on the tip of the boss

Chapter 331 Disabled and Gloomy Eighth Prince (67)

Only the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the martial arts competition officially began.

The first to enter the stage were two burly and tall men, each holding an ax and a long knife in their hands.

The use of weapons is allowed in the martial arts competition in the Blissful Place, but it cannot hurt the vitals, and can only be used as far as it can go.

Xingxiu took a relatively high chair and put it behind Li Jinhuan: "Shopkeeper, sit and watch."

Li Jinhuan nodded, pulled the chair and sat down beside the armrest.

The two men on the martial arts arena were fighting fiercely, and the audience in the audience were also screaming vigorously. It didn't take long for the man with the ax to lose.

After all, the weight of the ax seriously affected the man's speed, so it was naturally not as fast as the man with the long knife.

Li Jinhuan silently put a cross behind the name of the man on the entry list.

She herself doesn't like people who hold such large weapons, after all, there is no way to carry such heavy weapons in Bliss Workshop.

After watching several times in a row, Li Jinhuan didn't see anyone she was more satisfied with. After all, no one could defend more than three rounds, which made her a little disappointed.

"Next, Yu Yangxi."

Li Jinhuan was feeling bored when he saw the man who had been standing in the corner move.

Seeing him walking to the edge of the competition stage and jumping up, Li Jinhuan regained his energy immediately, sat up straight and looked at the man with a slender figure and a handsome face on the competition stage.

Yu Yangxi still held the jug in one hand and tied the sword around his waist with the other hand. It seemed that he had no intention of using the sword.

And the man opposite him who was taller and stronger than him was holding a double-handled ax in his hand. If he couldn't control it a little, it would kill someone.

But Yu Yangxi didn't seem to take him seriously, and took a sip of wine slowly.

Nan Zhi, who was standing on the edge of the competition stage, kindly reminded: "Young Master, the competition is about to begin."

Yu Yangxi glanced at Nan Zhi lazily, then nodded silently, still not intending to draw his sword.

Nan Zhi quietly glanced at the viewing platform on the second floor, and seeing Li Jinhuan nodded, she turned her head back: "Contest, start!"

The strong man on the opposite side rushed towards Yu Yangxi with two axes in hand, and swung two huge axes to chop at him one by one.

That strength and speed split the wooden planks of the martial arts arena into cracks, as if they were going to split him in half.

But Yu Yangxi's speed was astonishingly fast. While taking a sip of wine from the flagon leisurely, he dodged the strong man's attack. After a few minutes, the strong man didn't even touch the hem of his clothes. Pass.

Li Jinhuan raised his eyebrows, his speed was not bad, but he couldn't win if he kept hiding.

He suddenly put down the jug in his hand, and the strong man's ax fell right on his forehead.

Just when everyone was screaming and thinking that he would be split in half by the strong man's axe, his figure suddenly moved, and a person appeared behind the strong man.

Yu Yangxi clapped his hands, and walked slowly to pick up the jug.

Suddenly, the body of the strong man hit the competition platform straight and passed out.

Everyone didn't realize what was going on, why the strong man who was still in the upper hand suddenly fell down, and they didn't even see clearly how he made the shot.

But Li Jinhuan, who was standing on the observation deck on the second floor, could see everything clearly.

The move was clean and neat, which really exceeded her expectations.

Not bad.

If it wasn't for her not being able to be exposed to outsiders, she would have wanted to applaud him.

(End of this chapter)