Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 100 The Herbalist is Charming (Ninety-Seven)

Li Li stood not far away and watched the competition between Meng Yi and Leng Yu seriously.

At this time, the arena was full of people, men and women were cheering for the people on the stage.

At the beginning, everyone's voices resounded through the sky, but gradually everyone became so immersed in the competition that the voices they spoke to each other became smaller and smaller, and they were more likely to talk to themselves.

The exciting moment of the two men's duel was also filled with various exclamations and some worried voices, indicating that everyone was already immersed in the situation.

"What a fast sword!"

"Ah! Watch your back!"

"Oh, you can dodge like this?"

"This... this sword technique, this move... how can it be described with just one word, 'amazing'!"

"Ah! We're going to fight out of the ring!"

"Ah! I'm going to fall!"

At this moment, Leng Yu was kicked away by Meng Yi, but his feet left the ground and he spun violently in the air without falling off the ring.

"Huh... so dangerous!"

"What amazing young men!"

The two continued to fight.

Li Li observed their fight. Half an hour had passed, but the winner was still not decided.

She guessed that the fight might last another hour. A duel would last at most an hour and a half. If there was no winner, they would engage in a battle of wits, which was another form of competition.

The two men occupied each side, both were very powerful, and there was invisible smoke of war on the field.

Leng Yu: "Richard, I didn't expect you to be so well hidden. Your martial arts skills are really good."

Meng Yi: "Same here."

Meng Yi looked across.

Leng Yu was still smiling, and his eyes seemed to be looking down on others.

Meng Yi admitted that not only Leng Yu underestimated him, but he also underestimated Leng Yu. Who would have thought that both of them were hiding their abilities.

They were familiar with each other's martial arts from yesterday's competition, and each thought they could easily defeat the other.

Leng Yu looked at Richard, who was sweating slightly, and felt that he had met his match.

He discovered yesterday that although Richard had mastered the "Seven Swords Techniques", he only had the moves but no power, and some parts seemed a little sluggish, which he thought was due to insufficient internal strength.

Leng Yu quickly found a way to break this weakness. Who would have thought that in the competition with Richard today, he did have the upper hand at the beginning, but soon Richard's swordsmanship changed and was completely different from yesterday.

Meng Yi also underestimated Leng Yu yesterday. He saw that Leng Yu seemed to be suppressing something during the competition, and guessed that his martial arts tended to be evil. If they competed openly, many of Leng Yu's moves would be useless and he would just be suppressed and beaten.

As a result, I discovered today that Leng Yu's moves can be even more brutal. He doesn't look like the bright and graceful moves of a famous and upright person, but he has the speed, ruthlessness and accuracy of a killer.

Meng Yi quickly understood that the moves used by Leng Yu, although seemingly powerful and open, actually contained hidden key points that were means of killing.

Leng Yu: "Richard, you don't want to fight anymore! I think you should just admit defeat and save yourself the time and effort."

Meng Yi said nothing. He wiped the blood from his arm, pressed acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and then attacked Leng Yu. The duel continued.

Li Li looked at the hourglass. An hour had already passed, and he could still fight for another half an hour.

The elders and leaders of various martial arts sects sitting at the top also had their own guesses.

Murong Sheng asked Meng Chang, "Brother, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"We'll find out later."

"Who do you like?"

Meng Chang shook his head, smiled and tapped the table, but did not answer Murong Sheng's question.

Murong Sheng sighed and said, "Brother, you're still playing dumb."

After the incense beside the arena was lit, everyone was in high spirits. "Let's light the incense! There's still time left for one stick of incense!"

Whether it's a battle of force or a battle of wits, the outcome will be decided in the time it takes to burn a stick of incense!