Online Game: The Strongest Killing System

Daoist Qingshan suddenly turned his head, looking at the smiling Lin Wenhao, he was slightly surprised.

"You have the ability to protect yourself? Junior Brother Feng's swordsmanship is far better than his apprentice."

When Daoist Qingshan said such words, he meant to make Lin Wenhao reject Feng Hanshui, after all, the age gap between the two was too great.

Feng Hanshui has been famous for many years, and he is also one of the elders of Youshui Yage. His swordsmanship and internal strength are very powerful, and more importantly, Feng Hanshui has very rich fighting experience.

Daoist Qingshan believes that Lin Wenhao's combat experience cannot be matched by flattery.

Lin Wenhao blinked at Daoist Qingshan and said, "The kid is studious, please let the president help you."

Taoist Master Qingshan frowned, stroked his beard, took a deep look at Lin Wenhao and said, "Okay."

Then he said to Feng Hanshui: "Junior Brother Feng, click as far as you can."

Feng Hanshui nodded without opening his mouth, his eyes were frighteningly gloomy, seeing Taoist Qingshan's words from Feng Hanshui's appearance was useless.

Daoist Qingshan glanced at Lin Wenhao again, he sighed and said, "That's all, let's start the competition."

Afterwards, Daoist Qingshan jumped directly to the bottom of the competition stand, instead of returning to the stand, he stood not far from the competition stand.

Daoist Qingshan looked at the two people on the competition stage with a dignified expression, and turned a deaf ear to the overtures of other people around him.

There were only two people left in the martial arts arena, the smile on Lin Wenhao's face faded, and he looked at Feng Hanshui with a cold expression.

Feng Hanshui looked at Lin Wenhao with a disdainful smile on his face.

"Boy, go and find a sword."

"Don't say I bullied you."

Lin Wenhao nodded and said: "Empty hands are indeed a disadvantage to sharp blades, but..."

There was a pause in the voice, and Lin Wenhao said with disdain on his face: "There is no need to fight you."

Then Lin Wenhao cupped his hands to Feng Hanshui and said, "Please."

Lin Wenhao's words and gestures fell into Feng Hanshui's eyes, and suddenly a burst of anger burned directly from Feng Hanshui's heart to Tianling Gai.

"Since you are courting death, I will fulfill you!"

After all, Feng Hanshui ignored the image of a senior expert, and he attacked Lin Wenhao first in front of more than 500 people from the martial arts circle in the venue.

There was an uproar in the venue, many people secretly scolded Feng Hanshui for being too shameless, but none of them spoke out.

Feng Hanshui naturally knew that his actions would attract criticism, but Feng Hanshui didn't care at all. The death of an unknown kid on stage had no effect at all.

And if Lin Wenhao could be killed in one fell swoop, the deterrent power of the words Youshui Yage would be even higher, which Feng Hanshui would like to see.

Lin Wenhao looked at Feng Hanshui rushing towards him, he slowly raised his right hand and swung it vigorously.

With Lin Wenhao's arm waving, a gust of wind swept Feng Hanshui's whole body.

Feng Hanshui's forward momentum stagnated slightly, and when he wanted to use his kung fu to resist, Lin Wenhao had already come to Feng Hanshui's side.

"Crash fist!"

Lin Wenhao punched Feng Hanshui under the ribs on the left side.

This punch was not powerful at all, and there was no terrifying aura at all. On the contrary, Lin Wenhao's roar just now scared Feng Hanshui.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Feng Hanshui's forehead, and he quickly blocked Lin Wenhao's fist with the long sword in his hand.

boom!
Lin Wenhao's fist hit the spine of Feng Hanshui's long sword, making a muffled sound.

And Feng Hanshui took more than ten steps backwards, but after stabilizing his figure, Feng Hanshui found that he was not injured at all.

"Specious."

Feng Hanshui rushed towards Lin Wenhao again, and the long sword in his hand intertwined into a sword net, trying to cover Lin Wenhao headlong.

Lin Wenhao sneered in his heart, hid his left hand in his sleeve, and twisted the hand formula of Bagua Yuwu.

At the same time, Lin Wenhao's footsteps kept flickering, and his whole body was as nimble as a swimming fish.

In this way, Feng Hanshui chased Lin Wenhao to escape, and the two chased back and forth on the competition stage, and more than 20 strokes passed in the blink of an eye.

"Old Cao, is Young Master Lin alright?"

Chen Sixin said with some worry at the moment.

Cao Delong looked away from "Strange Things and Tales of Strange Things", he glanced at Lin Wenhao on the competition stage and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Lin is just having fun now."

"Having fun?"

Chen Sixin wondered if his ears had misheard, just for fun?Can you have a playful mentality in the face of masters? !

hiss--

Chen Sixin gasped. He squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Wenhao on the stage. Then he smiled wryly and shook his head.

"It seems that my worries are unnecessary..."

After saying this, Chen Sixin saw Lin Wenhao on the stage showing a smirk.

In the stands, several team leaders looked at the two people on the competition stage in amazement.

"This young man's posture is a bit weird."

"Have any of you seen such a move?"

Du Kefan pinched his chin and asked with some doubts.

Shen Feiyan said with a smile: "I haven't seen it before, this movement is really...a bit ugly."

As soon as the words came out, several people in the stands nodded.

Lin Wenhao doesn't know any body skills at all, he is nothing more than a strong body, coupled with Feng Mo's leg skills to make some evasive movements.

However, in the eyes of experts in martial arts, Lin Wenhao's agility is really ugly.

"However, this kid can dodge so many moves under the Fenghanshui sword, his strength is already impressive." Nan Huazi said.

Long Yuan stroked his messy beard and said: "I thought Feng Hanshui would seek revenge on me today, but I never expected..."

"Amitabha."

"Dragon benefactor, it is better to resolve enemies than to tie them up."

Wen Kong clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

Long Yuan said with a smile: "Master Wen Kong, of course I am willing. But..."

Long Yuan pointed to Feng Hanshui on the competition stage and said, "I don't know what he thinks."

"Long benefactor, it's very good to think so."

Then Wenkong kept silent, twisting the beads in his hands as if he hadn't spoken just now.

Hearing the conversation between Long Yuan and Wen Kong, the rest of them rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Good guy, Long Yuan is shameless, and you, Wen Kong, are not much better.

Let Feng Hanshui's disciple become a eunuch, and he has nothing to lose, so Longyuan is naturally willing to resolve the enmity.

Wen Kong was the one who took advantage of persuasion, but he didn't say anything to let go of his hatred towards Feng Hanshui, which resolved the shitty hatred.

While chatting with several team leaders in the stands, an astonishing change occurred on the competition stage!

At some point, Feng Hanshui's clothes were stained red with blood.

But Lin Wenhao looked unscathed, the blood was clearly Feng Hanshui's own!

Not only that, the bloodstains on Feng Hanshui's body are also very strange...

The location is... ass and crotch...