The Lightning Driver
Chapters. 72. He Fei vs Ying Milk
“If you have agreed .. hi hi hi hi! ... I suggest you think best of who will advance first. To be honest, my friends no one is weak.” Hua Yan Ran warned, then he laughed beautifully which could make anyone would be tempted by him.
“Calm down, we have thought very carefully about what we will do, because this bet we do tomorrow morning, you should think about your own preparation,” replied Murong Qiu ketus. She looked annoyed at the seductive style that Hua Yan Ran had displayed the entire time.
“Nona is too ketus, don't worry I won't be interested in Men like the two of them.” Elegantly Hua Yan Ran said like that, then he ordered his comrades to immediately cultivate waiting for the morning to arrive. He himself did the same.
He Fei and his comrades also immediately cultivated in that place, while waiting for the night to pass.
Their morning of betting, finally came too. Both sides are ready to set the best strategy. He Fei had thought over and over again, according to what he expected, if they did not manage to win in the early rounds, then this was certain to be a defeat for them.
Hua Yan Ran was obviously not going to choose another opponent, he was only going to fight Hua Mei. Looking at the amount of confidence that Hua Yan Ran showed, He Fei predicted it would be their first defeat. Because of these considerations, He Fei decided Hua Mei would play in the last round.
They will steal the win in the first and second half, so the last game does not need to be played again. With such a thought, then this round He Fei himself would play.
From Hua Yan Ran's side, they looked very optimistic both from the look of the face and in terms of preparation. They did not set a certain strategy, after all Hua Yan Ran already thought they had won one round even though they had not played at all.
Then, they sent Ying Susu as the opening fighter in this round.
Ying Susu advanced, she then slightly bowed as a form of respect for the opponent. After careful consideration of Ying Milk this also included a very beautiful girl and was rarely incomparable. If compared to Hua Yan Ran, their difference was only one point.
Moreover, the slim body is supported by a high posture.
Ying Susu then said, “I always fight with weapons, if brother He Fei has a weapon then just take it out.” Along with the words that came out from her red lips. He also took out a long scarf that was sewn out of selected silk cloth and was very strong.
“No need, I am not a fighter who uses weapons, Miss be careful! The Iron Sand Hand that I trained in was very dangerous,” He Fei replied, not forgetting that he warned his opponent to be careful.
“Alright then, I won't hesitate! Brother also beware, see Weapon!” yin Susu shouted, then began to develop a shawl style and look for gaps to corner Hei Fei in a short time.
Long shawl attacks that are energized in it move agile like a snake, occasionally twisting, then in another moment when sleepy. One weapon with many uses, sometimes it was like a widened spider-web and was ready to wrap around He Fei's body.
The basis of the shawl is not much different from the whip. However, because this style uses a scarf, the changes in movement become more, let alone this style played by women, then you can imagine how great it is.
He Fei was not a log if in the matter of silat, he could not be beaten just like that, his understanding of silat was more mature. Originally, she did look a little troubled against the shawl that could be moved according to Ying Susu's will. But gradually he got used to it.
Because he did not use a sword, He Fei used an arm as a sword. He did not hold back in the slightest, He Fei's hand movement was like it was about to split the opponent's shawl as the shawl moved in a convoluted fashion. The hand that was coated with Iron Sand Science was extremely sharp and hard, it was even like a sword forged with high-level meteors.
Not wanting her shawl to be torn apart, Ying Susu reduced the twisting motion, she twirled the shawl and exerted a deep energy. Now, the shawl is like a hard and tenacious toya. Amazingly, Ying Susu also changed the basic stance. Now, the style he plays is a style of toya.
He turned the toya from the shawl with a whip. The sharp wind from the pure air unleashed by his movements struck all who were watching the fight. It was not wrong indeed Hua Yan Ran said, that his comrades were not weak people.
Again He Fei became desperate, unwilling to linger in unfavorable circumstances, he also changed the way of fighting. A great deep energy dissipated, every blow from He Fei felt extremely heavy for the deflecting Ying Milk.
The palm of the hand holding the toya from the shawl felt linu, the skin of the hand was like a forced peel. This made him change his fighting style again as before. However, He Fei who already knew his weaknesses did not let Ying Susu gain momentum.
He Fei moved agilely, he modeled the way Gou Long moved with the science of lightening the body. Although the manager is different from Gou Long, but the way to attack that confuses the opponent by moving quickly from various directions is very effective.
Right in the hundredth move, He Fei slammed heavily on Ying Milk on the ribs. Luckily, He Fei still remembered them both from the Heavenly Dragon Sect so he resisted the attack during the final blow earlier.
The Yin Milk that was hit by the Iron Sand Hand blow, was thrown three spears backwards, the ribs were broken, the blood moving up from the chest continued to break through into the mouth, then he spewed out the blood of a fist.
“Khuk! ...Khuk! ... Khuk! ..” After coughing and spitting out the remaining blood, he did not immediately rise to his feet. Ying Milk took out a healing pill, then sat down to cultivate.
“This file .. I can already declare myself a winner, right?” he Fei asked Hua Yan Ran.
“Yes! A fair fight, thank you for withstanding the last blow that saved Susu's life,” he replied briefly.
“This girl is very observant, she can still see me holding my energy in the last moments earlier,” He Fei whispered
“It is not natural, fellow sectmates not to kill each other,” He Fei said.
“How? Does the second round start now? If so, my friend, Ye Xuan has been itching hands since,” continued He Fei.
Obviously it was already the second half that he submitted Ye Xuan who was going to compete.