Crossing the God of Warring States System

Chapter 19 Duel of life and death
The story of Zhou Zihao and Wang Yanran beating Xia Jie in the tavern was spread by the guests in the tavern and passers-by, and almost spread throughout the street in just one hour.

Some said that Wang Yanran was bold, and some said that Zhou Zihao didn't know the so-called, but the owner of the street vendor who was bullied by Xia Jie expressed his appreciation to Zhou Zihao and the two, silently admiring them in his heart.

For Xia Jie's arrogance and unreasonableness, these small business people dare not speak out, they can only curse and revil in their hearts silently, but today they were directly knocked down to the ground and apologized.

If they weren't afraid that Xia Jie would cause trouble afterwards, they might have stepped forward to applaud him at that time.

Many people were guessing Zhou Zihao's identity. The person who dared to confront Linzi Shouba must be extraordinary, and after the beating, he also leisurely participated in Miss Suqin's party, which showed that Zhou Zihao's identity was unusual.

They were all spreading the news about Zhou Zihao, but none of them could tell the exact identity of Zhou Zihao. This person seemed to appear out of nowhere, appearing in everyone's field of vision.

In the end, Zhou Zihao was nicknamed "Cute Little Overlord". It was Wang Yanran who beat him, but Wang Yan didn't say much afterwards, and put all the responsibility on Zhou Zihao.

Of course, the debate in the tavern was just a small gathering held by Suqin, which didn't have that much influence on the outside world.

Zhou Zihao and Wang Yanran, who came out of the tavern, were very uncomfortable seeing other people staring at them with weird eyes, because they just looked curiously and didn't say anything.

Zhou Zihao, who really couldn't stand this feeling, took Wang Yanran away from the tavern street and went to other places to play.

At this time, it was approaching evening, and the two came to a bridge hand in hand. There were no people to be seen here, and it was a bit desolate, which made people feel a kind of creepy desolation.

Zhou Zihao was held back by Wang Yanran when he was about to get on the bridge, and Zhou Zihao, who was puzzled, didn't know why she held him back.

Wang Yanran protected Zhou Zihao behind her, her eyes became extremely sharp, and she looked forward.

Zhou Zihao, who was covered in circles, also followed Wang Yanran's gaze. My good boy, there are actually two people confronting each other with weapons in front.

The bleak evening wind blew up, bringing up the dust on the ground, and the air around them seemed to change according to the expressions of the two of them.

Zhou Zihao knew it was a street fight, but those two people looked like characters in ancient martial arts dramas, and their posture was no different from those who were good at using weapons.

Zhou Zihao wanted to take a closer look, but Wang Yanran sternly snorted, "Don't die, they are fighting to the death, people around you might be injured by their sword energy."

"Sword Qi? Are they really that powerful?"

Zhou Zihao didn't believe it. In his opinion, playing swords was just some tricks. How come the sword energy, can it be like a special effect in a movie, swing the sword in a circle, and chop off all the surrounding objects with the light effect? Ma pulled.

"Look at the positions where they are standing. They are two meters apart, and there is dust floating around. They are obviously people with deep inner strength. Then look at the way they hold their swords. There is no difference between holding and not holding the sword. The sword is like a living thing in the hand. Then they should have been raping the swordsman for a long time."

Wang Yanran looked at the two people in front and explained to Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao still didn't believe this, because it is impossible for a person to have too strong internal force, which can affect the surroundings from a distance, just like having supernatural powers, but what happened in front of him forced him to believe it.

What surprised him was that Wang Yanran had done so much research on this aspect. Could it be that the teacher also trained her to practice swords since she was a child?Seeing that she valued it so much, it was inconvenient to talk too much with her.

The two in front moved.

The one on the left was wearing black clothes, with a mustache, and a solemn expression. He held the bronze sword tightly in his hand. When he twitched the bronze sword and cut through the air, he made a clear roar, which was magnificent.

The one on the right is wearing plain white clothes, floating like a fairy, and behaves much calmer than the one on the left in black. The weapon in his hand is indeed very different from his own temperament, but a broad-faced single sword.

From the looks of it, white tofu should be more powerful and confident.

The black clothes moved, or to be precise, flew up, raised his sword and jumped in the direction of Baidoufu, a jump of more than two meters high, the bronze sword in his hand followed his swing, and pointed at the enemy's vital parts aggressively to attack. .

God, Zhou Zihao has been refreshed by the scene in front of him, why he can jump so high with a light jump, and he can make a perfect attack, but the performance of Baidoufu standing on the ground is even more brilliant.

He stood still and moved the broad sword in his hand very slowly in front of him. The semi-arc rays of light seemed to be condensed into pieces of crystal waves, flashing one after another and shining one after another. .

The man in black hanging in the air was blocked by Bai Doufu's dazzling sword skills and was unable to advance even an inch. The sword fight lasted for dozens of rounds, but it only took the blink of an eye.

The man in black has a lot of moves in the air. Every time he attacks with his sword, it changes direction, which is more beautiful than a diver's flip in the air.

After a stalemate for a while, the ruthless Bai Tofu finally seized the opportunity, drew his knife and punched the black-clothed man forcefully in the air. The black-clothed man managed to block it, but was still forced to turn over several times in a row before stopping slightly. Drop back to the ground.

Zhou Zihao was completely dumbfounded, because although the sword itself had light, it had to be swung at an extreme speed to condense the light into shape, just like a glow stick that is shining, and the circle of light can only be seen when it is turned back and forth quickly in the dark.

Just now, when the black and white two swords fought each other, the light was as dazzling as starlight, as if countless circles of light were fighting, and the speed of their hands was outrageous.

Is this the realm of the legendary "kung fu in the world, only fast can't be broken"?It's almost dreamlike, invisible to the naked eye.

Zhou Zihao asked his senior sister: "From the current point of view, the strength of the two is comparable, am I right? Senior sister."

Zhou Zihao wasn't surprised to see his senior sister, but excitedly stared at the two who were fighting over there.

Wang Yanran did not look back at him, and continued to stare intently at the two people in front of her, and said directly: "You are wrong, the man in white is clearly better than the man in black."

Zhou Zihao was stunned: "How do you say that?"

"The man in white has superb sword skills, his movements are steady, and his strength is astonishing. Although the man in black made a brave move, his foot was unstable. He started to pant after only a few rounds. Obviously he lacked stamina. He was aggressive at the beginning just to end the battle quickly, but Bai Doufu has seen through his tricks long ago, and strives for victory steadily."

I didn't expect that my senior sister is a martial arts master, and she has such research on this aspect.

The two people in front have entered the heat of the fight, and the man in white is pressing forward step by step, with overwhelming momentum.

The man in black could only reluctantly cope with the flowing water-like saber technique, which was dangerous.

When Bai Doufu found the opponent's weak point, he slashed at the man in black with a knife, causing him to fall to the ground. Blood overflowed from the knife. Time freezes.

Bai Doufu chopped off the opponent's head with a knife, then packed it in a cloth bag and took it away.

All that was left on the ground was a headless corpse and a bronze sword on the ground.

When Zhou Zihao saw this, he almost vomited. This was the first time he saw a living person die in front of him. Not to mention, the person cut off his head in front of him and pretended calmly. In the bag, lift it up.

Zhou Zihao thought that he was going to leave, but unexpectedly, he turned to look at him with murderous aura.

The man in white stared sharply at this side, and said, "You two are colleagues, aren't you?"

Zhou Zihao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't know the meaning of his question. On the one hand, he was afraid that he would fly over and kill him with a knife. This feeling of facing death directly was too overwhelming.

Wang Yanran patted Zhou Zihao's hand, stepped forward and saluted the man in white, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "We are just passing by, you don't need to worry about it."

The man looked at the two of them carefully, hesitated for a moment, judged whether they were lying, then turned around and left quickly with their heads in hand.

"Phew~~" Zhou Zihao let out a long breath. The few minutes just now seemed as long as a century. What kind of world is this? Killing people casually on the street, no one cares?
If it wasn't for Wang Yanran's calm dialogue, she might be another headless corpse on the ground.

He looked around, but there was really no one here, and he didn't know how Wang Yanran and him got here.

Wang Yanran looked calm, as if she was seeing an ordinary thing. She was so close to death, but she didn't show any fear at all. This senior sister was too strong inside.

However, what happened to his "peers"?
After all kinds of greetings, I dare not ask my senior sister for advice here, so I must leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

(End of this chapter)