The True War of Another World

Chapter 267 Ning Zhao Vs Qiao Yun

Ning Zhao turned around and walked towards the ground of the square to the east, towards the row of sheds, looked at Zhang Jianshu and Li Xiaoyu who were walking on the right, and said to them: "Let's go to rest for a while too. .”

Zhang Jianshu nodded, Li Xiaoyu nodded, and walked to the shed a little to the east.

The other evolutionary boys and girls who participated in the competition also went to the shed, and went under the shed to enjoy the shade and have a rest.

On the ground to the west and south of the arena, the common people and evolvers watching the competition also walked to the row of sheds on the west side of the square.Some common people and evolutionists took out their own drinking bottles from the storage bracelets and drank water; others went to the fat middle-aged man to buy a bowl of tea to quench their thirst.

At the north end of the row of sheds on the east side of the square, a thin young man and a young woman in charge of recording stood under the shed, each took out a drinking bottle from the storage bracelet, held the bottle in their left hand, and drank water; After drinking the water, holding the bottle in his left hand, the two were talking, exchanging some things about the martial arts competition.

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"The ten evolutionaries who won the first round of competition, come here to draw lots, and prepare to start the second round of competition in the ranking competition." The slim staff stood behind a table, and prepared the small wooden table for the lottery. After the cards and boxes, he looked at the twenty evolutionaries standing on the ground in front of the table, and said.

Ning Zhao looked at Zhang Jianshu and Li Xiaoyu who were standing on the left, and said, "Let's go to draw lots." He walked on the ground a little ahead to the left, and stopped in front of the table. .

Line up, draw lots.

"Qiao Yun, number two."

"Ye Lan, number nine."

"Tian Yingyue, No. [-]."

When it was Ning Zhao's turn, he took out a small wooden sign from the box with his right hand, looked at the number on the wooden sign, and said, "Ning Zhao, number one."

After the staff member standing next to the table with a booklet and pen took notes, he put down the small wooden sign and placed it on the table next to the box.He turned around, walked away, and walked away on the ground to one side.

"Zhang Jianshu, number five."

"Li Xiaoyu, number eight."

……

The lottery has been drawn.

The slender staff put the small wooden sign on the table back into the box, sorted it out, and nodded to the staff who took the booklet and pen to record, then walked around the table, along the stone brick Walk on the ground and walk towards the ring.

The staff members with booklets and pens walked, and then walked towards the ring.

Ning Zhao adjusted his breathing and state slightly, preparing for the first contest.

Zhang Jianshu and Li Xiaoyu looked at Ning Zhao, with a trace of concern on their faces, and did not speak aloud.

On the ground next to it, Qiao Yun was also making preparations, she was number two; the sturdy boy evolution who had drawn number ten was also making preparations.Because both of them may play in the first competition.

The slim staff members walked onto the ring.Standing on the platform in the northeast corner of the arena, looking at the ground on the east side of the arena, after looking at the ten evolutionists, he said: "The second round of the ranking competition is about to begin. There are a total of Five games, No. [-] against No. [-], No. [-] against No. [-], and No. [-] against No. [-]. The five winners will enter the next round of competition."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and then said: "Evolutionaries No. [-] and [-] choose weapons, appear on the stage, and prepare for a competition."

Ning Zhaomai walked, walked to the ground a little to the left, walked to the front of the weapon rack, and chose a fine iron long knife; holding the fine iron long knife in his left hand, he walked towards the ring.

Qiao Yun walked on foot, walked to the ground on the right side, walked to the front of the weapon rack, and took a fine iron long sword; holding the fine iron long sword in her left hand, she walked towards the ring.

Climbed three steps and walked to the ring.

Ning Zhao stopped and stood on the platform south of the ring with a fine iron sword in his left hand; Qiao Yun stopped and stood on the platform south of the ring with a fine iron long sword in his left hand.

relatively standing.

"Ning Zhao, please advise." "Qiao Yun, please advise."

Put your hands down.

Ning Zhao put his right hand on the hilt of the fine iron long knife he was holding in his left hand, and pulled out the long fine iron long knife while holding the handle of the fine iron long knife, holding the long fine iron long knife in his right hand, and the scabbard in his left hand, ready to with.

Qiao Yun placed her right hand on the hilt of the fine iron long sword she held in her left hand. Holding the hilt of the fine iron long sword, she pulled out the fine iron long sword. She held the fine iron long sword in her right hand and the scabbard in her left hand, ready to With.

The common people and evolutionists standing on the ground in the west and south of the arena calmed down, looking at the two evolutionists on the arena, watching the contest with anticipation.

On the ground to the east of the arena, Zhang Jianshu, Li Xiaoyu, Ye Lan, Tian Yingyue, the fat boy evolution, the sturdy boy evolution, and other evolutions all looked at the ring and watched the two of them compete.

The slender staff took two steps forward, stood on the ring, looked at the two evolutionists who had drawn their weapons, and asked, "Are you ready?" Seeing the two evolutionists nodding Then he said: "The first match of the second round, let's start!"

After the words fell, Ning Zhaomai walked on foot, performed a step-by-step walk, and walked towards the opponent, slightly adjusting his walking and standing positions, body posture, and his right hand holding the fine iron long knife, ready.

Qiao Yun held the fine iron sword in her right hand and used the first-level footwork to walk, walking step by step, approaching, and adjusting her own state in preparation.Because she knows that her opponent is not weak, and once the battle begins, she must not reveal any flaws.

Get closer.

The two shot at the same time.

Ning Zhao used the first level of footwork and took two steps quickly. He held the fine iron sword in his right hand and used the first level of swordsmanship. He struck Qiao Yun's left shoulder hard and quickly with the sword!
Qiao Yun took two steps briskly using a first-level footwork, holding the fine iron long sword in her right hand, and performed a first-level swordsmanship move, stabbing Ning Zhao's chest forcefully and quickly with one sword!
Ning Zhao clearly looked at the point of the stabbing sword, changed his move, turned slightly sideways, and took a quick step forward to the right with a step-1 step, holding the fine iron long knife in his right hand, and performed a step-1 sword move, and then made a stab Vigorously and quickly swung at Qiao Yun's right forearm!
"clang!"

When Ning Zhao changed his moves, Qiao Yun withdrew the fine iron sword, used the first-level footwork to quickly adjust her standing position, grabbed the fine iron sword with her right hand, and performed the first-level sword move. The sword struck hard and quickly on the edge of the fine iron sword that was swung over!

Ning Zhao withdrew the fine iron long knife, looked at Qiao Yun, and knew that she had cultivated the basic swordsmanship, first-level swordsmanship, basic footwork and first-level footwork to the level of Dacheng, and she was strong without showing any flaws. Then no longer try.

Exercising the first-level footwork to walk, slightly adjusting his walking and standing position, holding the fine iron long knife in his right hand, and then performing the first-level saber technique, slashing at Qiao Yun's chest forcefully and quickly!
"clang!"

Qiao Yun withdrew the refined iron long sword; performed a first-level footwork to quickly adjust her walking and standing position, grasped the fine iron long sword in her right hand, and performed a first-level swordsmanship move, stabbing forcefully and quickly at the Ning Zhao's left rib!
"Sure enough, this Ning Zhao only used 1st-level footwork and 1st-level sword technique, and he has cultivated these two 1st-level skills to the level of Dacheng, and did not perform basic footwork and basic knife skills. There are two situations:

One is that he has not cultivated the basic footwork and basic knife skills to the level of Xiaocheng.However, since he has cultivated all the first-level skills to the level of great success, there is no reason not to cultivate these two basic skills to at least the level of minor success;
Second, he has perfected basic footwork and basic sword skills.In this way, he can directly perform first-level footwork and first-level sword skills without using basic footwork and basic sword skills. "

"The second situation is the most likely. However, I only know that there is a perfect realm in the realm of skill cultivation, and I have never really seen it."

"clang!"

Qiao Yun watched her thrusting sword being deflected to one side by Ning Zhao's swiping.Taking advantage of the situation, he grasped the fine iron long sword in his right hand, and then performed a first-level swordsmanship move, slashing towards Ning Zhao's left shoulder forcefully and quickly with one sword!
"The power of the knife just now has increased. Sure enough, he has cultivated the basic knife technique to the perfect state. Only in this way can he control the power more flexibly."

Ning Zhao adjusted his standing position slightly and quickly by using the first-level footwork. He held the fine iron long sword in his right hand, performed the first-level sword technique, and then swung the knife vigorously and quickly towards the fine iron long sword On the blade!
"clang!!"

Ning Zhao withdrew the fine iron long knife, and quickly took a step forward using the first-level footwork, holding the fine iron long knife in his right hand, and then performed the first-level saber technique, slashing vigorously and quickly at Qiao Yun's left shoulder !
"clang!!"

Qiao Yun slashed at the edge of the fine iron long knife with a sword!Withdrawing the refined iron long sword, she quickly adjusted her standing position by performing a first-level footwork. Holding the fine iron long sword in her right hand, she performed a first-level swordsmanship move, and then slashed vigorously and quickly with the sword. On the edge of the fine iron long knife that came over!

"clang!!"

Qiao Yun withdrew the fine iron sword. In the contest between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, she gradually fell behind. She relied on her temporary advantage in footwork to fight against Ning Zhao.

She quickly adjusted her standing position by using a first-level footwork, holding the fine iron long sword in her right hand, and performed a first-level swordsmanship move, taking advantage of the momentum and stabbing Ning Zhao's chest forcefully and quickly!
On the ground on the east side under the arena, Ye Lan looked at the martial arts competition on the ring with a pair of eyes, with a trace of worry and nervousness on her face, she asked, "Sister Yingyue, can Sister Yun win this competition?" ?”

Tian Yingyue also looked at the ring, watching the battle between the two, she saw more things, and knew that the contest had already been decided.Hearing Ye Lan's words, he opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Lan, watch the martial arts competition carefully."

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"I admit defeat." Qiao Yun said.

Ning Zhao withdrew the fine iron long knife, held the fine iron long knife in his right hand, took a step back, stood on the ring, held the fine iron long knife by the handle, and put the fine iron long knife back into the scabbard held by his left hand Inside, the left hand holds a fine iron long knife.

He raised his hands, saluted with the knife in his arms, and said, "I have accepted."

Qiao Yun held the fine iron long sword in her left hand, raised both hands, held the sword in salute, and said, "Thank you for your advice."

The slender staff took two steps back, stood on the stage of the ring, looked at the No. [-] and No. [-] evolutionaries, and said, "Ning Zhao won the first competition in the second round."

The common people and evolutionists standing on the west and south sides of the arena raised their hands and applauded warmly, happy and excited to see a wonderful competition.

Ning Zhao held the fine iron long knife in his left hand, turned around, walked, and walked down the ring.

Qiao Yun held the fine iron long sword in her left hand, turned around, walked, and then walked down the ring.

The two walked off the ring.

(End of this chapter)