The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4299
by“Whoosh!”
At eight o’clock in the morning the next day after Ye Fan and Nangong Zhixia took a hot spring bath, the sky in the city was not only extremely gloomy, but also started to drizzle.
Nangong Zhixia ignored the bad weather. He got up early to take a bath, burn incense, eat, and then walked out of the villa with a group of diehards.
The original team members had already gathered at the door, including Ye Qingzhou from Qingzhou, Zhao Qingqing from the Zhao family, Sun Hunter, Sun Baihe’s nephew, and Baibai Tu and others.
When they saw Nangong Zhixia appearing, they shouted in unison: “Nangong Alliance Leader!”
Nangong Zhixia waved her hand: “Remember today, it will become the most glorious time in our lives.”
Afterwards, she got into a bulletproof car and took everyone slowly to the largest underground bullring in San Francisco.
After verifying their identities and handing over their hot weapons, they walked towards the seats of the Beiwu League.
The referee team obviously has absolute control over this battle, and in order to ensure that there will be no more changes after the battle, they will give both sides enough audience seats.
There are 1,000 seats for the Northern Martial Arts League, 1,000 seats for the Southern Martial Arts League, and about 500 audience representatives and dignitaries from all parties.
This bullring is not luxurious, and there is still a bit of an unpleasant smell, but it has one advantage, that is, the venue is large enough to accommodate 3,000 people.
The three thousand people sitting in the seats did not seem crowded. There were a large number of armed referees guarding the surrounding commanding heights and steps to maintain order.
Their arms were bulging, their expressions were serious, and their eyes were alert.
Today, both the Northern Martial Arts League and the Southern Martial Arts League can only play according to the rules that have been in place for many years. Anyone who dares to play tricks will be eliminated on the spot.
In order to increase the weight, the judging panel also invited the Chinese Chief Inspector Lei to witness and sit in.
Not long after Nangong Zhixia and others had just sat down, Jiang Zhiyi, Song Shiyan, Jiang Mengli, Jiang Jinyu, Jiang Mantang and others also appeared.
It’s just that Nangong Zhixia was slightly curious. Jiang Qilang and Zhao Muge were not seen in the crowd, but there were many unfamiliar faces.
Each one of them was extremely indifferent and exuded a cold air, giving people a feeling that strangers should not be approached.
“Today’s battle is a historic battle. The outcome is very simple. One hundred people each. No thermal weapons are allowed. Whoever stands on the stage last will win!”
“Today’s notarization will be witnessed by the Chinese Gu Lao and Inspector Lei. Anyone who dares to play tricks or default on the account will be a public enemy in the Chinese community.”
An old man with a white beard quickly stood up and said to Nangong Zhixia and Jiang Zhiyi: “If there are no problems, the two alliance leaders will sign a life and death certificate!”
“Okay!”
Nangong Zhixia and Jiang Zhiyi responded in unison, and then stepped forward to sign a life and death certificate.
Almost as soon as he stopped writing, the old man with the white beard waved his hand: “Start!”
Zhao Qingqing did not hesitate at all, and led two Beiwu League masters to stand on the large arena first.
Of course she knew that the first person to fight would be in danger. After all, the opponent would definitely get a good start, but she still gave it a try.
Because she not only wanted to try the secrets she had been practicing these days, but also wanted to leave a good impression on Mark.
She has the current position and absolute control of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. It is entirely a reward from Ye Fan, so she wants to express: “Please fight!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
There was no nonsense from the Nanwu League. Song Shiyan stood up with two experts.
One is a tall man with a big nose, and the other has a long and narrow scar on his face. At first glance, he is a character who is not easy to mess with.
But it was all within everyone’s expectations. The first battle was somewhat of a good start, and the masters who stood up were naturally extraordinary.
The large screens facing the auditorium clearly showed the expressions of the six people.
Many people in the delegation of dignitaries began to throw away their chips and place bets.
Nangong Zhixia and Jiang Zhiyi risk their lives, but the powerful gamble with their lives. This is life.
The wind blew through everyone’s clothes, and the atmosphere was solemn.
Song Shiyan smiled leisurely: “Miss Zhao, right? Hello, I heard that you killed the leader of the Zhao Hall and ascended to the throne? You are really feeding an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.”
Seeing Song Shiyan mocking him, Zhao Qingqing’s beautiful eyes turned murderous: “Song Shiyan? Did your father burn down? Do you want me to donate two liters of gasoline?”
Song Shiyan’s face turned cold: “Bitch, do you dare to humiliate me?”
Zhao Qingqing responded disdainfully: “You brought it upon yourself!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shiyan opened his mouth. Zhao Qingqing thought that the other party was going to respond. Unexpectedly, Song Shiyan’s foot slipped and his whole body exploded towards him.
Take advantage of yourself and strike first!
Song Shiyan extended his left hand two points, and something like an eagle’s claw shot out with murderous intent.
Jiang Mengli waved her fist excitedly: “Brother Shi Yan, destroy that bitch and kill her to make a good start!”
The two Beiwu League masters roared angrily, flashed their weapons and rushed forward.
The masters of the Southern Martial Alliance also blocked it with expressionless faces, but there was a strange light in their eyes.
When the four of them were mingling, Zhao Qingqing quickly took a step sideways and caught Song Shiyan’s eagle-clawed hand tearing open his clothes.
Her arms were like green snakes wrapped around Song Shiyan’s eagle claws, and with just a little effort, the claws were already deflected.
Zhao Qingqing did not hesitate to kill again. She gave a sweet shout, flashed her right hand, and a delicate dagger fell into her palm.
Her pretty face fell and was cut away mercilessly, and the light in the sky skyrocketed.
This is the melee sword technique that Ye Fan originally taught her to suppress everyone in the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.
Zhao Qingqing put a lot of effort into this dagger.
After she wrapped her bare hands around Song Shiyan’s eagle claw, Zhao Qingqing knew that the latter would also suppress her wrist, so she changed her killing move.
The dagger is the trump card. Zhao Qingqing’s failure to reveal the weapon at the beginning will inevitably lead to misunderstandings.
Fiction and reality are her current tactics.
The white light even chilled Song Shiyan’s iron-faced face.
With one strike, Song Shiyan’s arm could be split in half.
Jiang Mengli couldn’t stop shouting: “Brother Shi Yan, be careful!”
Jiang Zhiyi also frowned and held the armrest of the seat tightly.
Nangong Zhixia had no expression, just drank tea leisurely, and occasionally sent Mark a message to see when he would come over.
Ye Fan would have accompanied Nangong Zhixia here, but Wang Hongtu called and said that he saw the shadow of Tang Sanguo, so Ye Fan took Nangong Youyou over.
Compared to today’s North-South competition, Ye Fan still wanted to determine the life and death of the Tang and Three Kingdoms.
“Whoosh!”
In Nangong Zhixia’s thoughts, the field has changed.
Zhao Qingqing, who cut out with a knife, smelled a crisis, an indescribable crisis.
The crisis is not with Song Shiyan, but from behind.
Zhao Qingqing reacted completely subconsciously, and the dazzling light poured out like a galaxy.
The dagger passed by like lightning, but Song Shiyan showed his endless potential at the critical moment. He suddenly broke free from his grasp, and then fell backwards and flipped out.
That said, even if a dragon goes out to sea and a fish jumps over the dragon gate, it won’t be as agile as him.
Song Shiyan avoided Zhao Qingqing’s fatal thunderbolt and fell to the snow like an eagle spreading its wings.
There was a flash of surprise in Zhao Qingqing’s eyes. He seemed surprised by Song Shiyan’s reaction, but he was even more horrified by the stormy waves behind him.
Someone sneaked up behind her silently.
Press lightly with a palm.
Zhao Qingqing couldn’t dodge and had time to move his body slightly, but how could that palm that had been planned for a long time come to nothing?
As soon as she turned around, the master of the Song family with a scar on his face had already struck her side mercilessly with the power of his palm.
Zhao Qingqing’s delicate body was shaken. First, he spurted blood and retreated, and then he felt a “click” in his body.
Before she could stand firm, a big foot came over again and touched her abdomen with great force.
Zhao Qingqing felt that it was not like a kick, but more like a heavy hammer hitting her body. By the time she landed, one of her ribs had been broken.
Zhao Qingqing vomited out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, feeling like his whole body was falling apart.
She turned her head and looked around the ring. She saw that the two masters from the Northern Martial Arts League who had followed her on the stage had fallen to the ground. Although they did not die tragically, they were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.
There was a trace of sadness and anger in the eyes of the two companions. They had a few silver needles in their fists, obviously they were defeated by a sneak attack.
Moreover, the silver needle is most likely coated with medicine, otherwise it would not be defeated so easily.
“Despicable…”
Zhao Qingqing gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground. Looking at Song Shiyan and the other two people with strange smiles, he knew that he was still a little naive.
The disciples of the Beiwu League who were sitting at the table also discovered that their companions had been plotted. They were filled with indignation and shouted about injustice, but they were scolded by the referee panel.
Dozens of red dots also fell on the seats, deterring the children of the Northern Martial Alliance who were about to make a move.
Director Lei and the others did not move, they just looked at Nangong Zhixia. What surprised them was that Nangong Zhixia had no emotion at all about this.
At this time, Song Shiyan looked at Zhao Qingqing and smiled lightly:
“The rules only say that hot weapons are not allowed, but they never say that concealed weapons are not allowed.”
Song Shiyan was very proud: “You can even use a sword, so what does a mere silver needle mean? It is much smaller than a sword.”
Zhao Qingqing bit his lip and stood up: “Stop talking nonsense, I can still fight.”
“Zhao Qingqing, leave these three people to me.”
Before Zhao Qingqing could launch an attack on Song Shiyan and the others, a huge figure rolled onto the ring like a tiger and held down the murderous Zhao Qingqing…
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