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When Lei Zhenyu heard Zhang Jiu's words, he no longer hesitated. Instead, he made even more ruthless moves. Liu'er was startled to see a cold wind rise up around the strike. If it was said that people wielded blades and swords with cold wind in them, then it was caused by sharp blades and swords. There was nothing to be surprised about. However, at this moment, Lei Zhenyu was only holding onto a wooden stick. To think that it had such power. How could he not be shocked?

Liu'er was still in shock. If she were hit by his rod, her bones would shatter. His left foot drew an arc, his body slightly tilted, and he instinctively dodged. But right now, his internal energy was sluggish and his body was weak. How could he dodge this powerful attack? Before he could get to the side, he felt a cold sensation in his ear, and the long stick had already struck down on his shoulder. In a moment of desperation, Liu'er gritted her teeth and raised the wooden stick in her hand, aiming straight for Lei Zhenyu's chest.

Liu'er's stabbing technique was extremely strange. Lei Zhenyu tried his best to move forward and leaned forward. It didn't look like the Six Strikes Stabbing Thunder, but rather like the Six Strikes Sting Lei Zhenyu, who was standing with his wooden stick on the ground. Liu'er's move may have come after Lei Zhenyu, but it had arrived before him and was extremely ingenious.

Seeing this, Yu Ren couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Wonderful!" Even Wang Hou couldn't bear to call out, "Awesome!" He thought to himself, "Who is this person called Ye Lang?" "There's actually such a miraculous method?" Liu'er's face was covered in filth. When she introduced herself, she only said the name "Ye Lang", but Wang pigeon didn't recognize her.

When Lei Zhenyu heard the shouts from the crowd, he recalled how Zhang Jiu had mocked him for his cowardice and did not stop. He also learned from Liu'er that both of them were injured, and thought to himself: "He has no strength now, even if he hits us, we will be fine!" Thinking of Fang Ding, his chest was already touching the wooden stick. The wooden stick in his hand struck Liu'er's shoulder at almost the same time.

There was a muffled "ka" sound as Liu'er's shoulders sank and her body hung limply in the air. She had been dislocated. Liu'er was in deep pain as her eyes sparkled. "Putong!" She fell to one knee on the ground. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he washed off the dirt on his face.

Lei Zhenyu laughed sinisterly, which was mixed with a bit of pride: "In the Treasure House, you shook me until my arm fell off, and I'll return it to you today! This is called courtesies, we owe each other nothing! " Then he pressed the stick against Liu'er's forehead and shouted, "How is it? Have you lost? "

At this moment, Liu'er was kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, as if she was going to use all her strength to breathe. This situation was as if he was begging Lei Zhenyu for mercy. Liu'er's heart was filled with stubbornness as she endured the excruciating pain. She stood up and said resolutely, "I …" "I refuse to accept this!"

Lei Zhenyu was overjoyed and laughed out loud, "A little scoundrel is a little scoundrel, you still won't admit defeat!" His laughter wasn't settled yet. Zhang Jiu smiled and said: "Since Young Master Lei has admitted defeat, then there's no need to compete anymore." Hearing that, Lei Zhenyu turned angry from joy, and shouted: "Are you blind? Whoever wins will lose, who can't tell? " As he spoke, he glanced at the others, as if confirming something.

Wang pigeon and Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with praise. They obviously thought that Lei Zhenyu had won. Zhao Lingqiu's face was filled with grief as well as anger and worry. She had all the feelings people could possibly have, but there was not a single trace of happiness.

Lei Zhenyu suddenly felt resentment in his heart. Anger gradually replaced the pride he had just now as he angrily shouted, "No matter what I do, you just don't like me, right? Are you against this little pervert? That this little b * stard didn't do anything to you? I think he's done everything! "

In the midst of his furious roar, he heard a loud smack and his face was slapped heavily by Zhao Lingqiu. Tears welled up in Zhao Lingqiu's eyes as she enunciated each word clearly, "You are truly looked down upon!" He then looked at Liu'er and said lightly: "That's right! He did everything! What can you do? "

Hearing that, Lei Zhenyu was startled. His eyes became bloodshot, and like an emotionless beast, he roared: "Why? "Why?" Tears rolled down Zhao Lingqiu's face, but she did not answer.

Zhang Mo sighed and said, "Young Master Lei, the two of them are fighting to the death, is it more important to have your arms or your life?" Lei Zhenyu didn't reply. He could only recall Zhao Lingqiu's words of "he did everything" and his anger and resentment. Zhang Jiu continued: "The two of you are using wooden sticks. If both of you hold sabers in your hands, what would be the outcome of that battle be?" When Lei Zhenyu heard this, he seemed to be struck by lightning as goosebumps rose all over his body. It was as if he had thought of something terrifying.

Zhang Dan continued: "If you two are holding a treasured blade, this young man will at most be missing an arm. However, Young Master Lei's chest had long since been penetrated, and he had died! Do you even need to ask who wins? " Lei Zhenyu couldn't speak a word, he could only breathe heavily, as if his injuries were worse than Liu'er's.

Wang pigeon deliberately tried to curry favor with Zhao Lingqiu, not willing to admit the defeat of his senior brother, so he argued, "This is not the time. Since the two of you are holding wooden sticks and not treasured swords, then we cannot use the theory of swords and sabers to discuss winning or losing! The moves varied from person to person, and so did the wins and losses from weapon to weapon. "Don't you think so, Zhang Xiushan?"

Zhang Jiuyou was furious, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, shooting at Wang pigeon. He rarely got angry, and those who knew him had never seen him angry before. It was as if he was someone without a bottom line, someone who could tolerate everyone's faults.

However, at this moment, he could not tolerate Wang Hou's words. Furthermore, these words were not referring to him at all.

Wang pigeon unconsciously took two steps back.

Zhang Youji's anger came and went as fast as it came. The anger disappeared in an instant as he said coldly, "There is nothing wrong with Young Master Wang's words."

The biggest difference between a hero and a villain was that they cared about their brains.

Wang pigeon dryly laughed twice. He did not dare to get angry at Zhang Jiuyou and could only shout, "Congratulations, Young Master Lei."

When Lei Zhenyu heard Zhang Jiu's words, he broke out in cold sweat as he muttered to himself, "I'm a man, how could I say something like that?" He was actually not thinking about his own loss. "How can I go against my junior... Even if what she said was true … Even if they really do have something, what does it have to do with me? " His appearance was originally ugly, but now that he was injured, his long face seemed to have been pulled even longer. His nostrils flared, and his thin eyelids, with swollen lids, throbbed with melancholy and anger, like two squirming maggots.

When Wang pigeon saw his ugly state, it was unknown where his confidence came from. He stuck out his chest and thought to himself, "With your appearance, you still want to take over little sister Ling Qiu? If I let you succeed, wouldn't it be like a toad eating swan meat? "

Lei Zhenyu didn't see the others' expressions and just muttered, "Lord Ye is much stronger than me. How come I don't dare to admit it?" Now that he is heavily injured and I am unable to defeat him, how can I brazenly say that I have won? I am inferior to others myself, but I can't tolerate others being superior to me. How can I have the face to question my junior? " The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself. In the end, he let out a howl and began to run wildly.

In a flash, he disappeared into the dense forest.