Seeing Zhou Baopu's late arrival, Liu Shaofei, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately walked out of the Liujiacun team and stood in the middle of the morning training ground. After the two sides greeted each other, Liu Shaofei discovered that Zhou Baopu was not interested in him. He smiled kindly, as if he was mocking, but also seemed to feel pity for him.
Liu Shaofei was stunned. Before he could fully understand what the opponent with the herb-picking sickle wanted to express to him through that enigmatic smile, he suddenly heard the referee from Zhoujiacun waste no time in announcing the game. Beginning sound.
After exchanging a quick look with the Zhoujiacun referee, Zhou Baopu put the sickle under his lips and blew in a pretentious manner.
"Ding!"
Just blowing in such a light breath actually caused the sickle blade to sing, as if it were a hanging string, playing a murderous piano sound, crisp and cold, sad and heartless. , cold and desolate.
Looking at Zhou Baopu's stinking look and thinking about the quick exchange of glances between Zhou Baopu and the Zhoujiacun referee, Liu Shaofei didn't know that before he even had a fight with Zhou Baopu after he came on the field, he was already being treated like a chicken, a puppy, and a kitten by Zhou Baopu. , was played so vividly that his blood immediately surged up and he was so angry that he almost wanted to swallow Zhou Baopu into his stomach in one bite, then digest it into foul-smelling feces and defecate it in the smelly latrine!
"You are looking for death!"
Liu Shaofei no longer cared about what kind of competition this was. After being exposed to this naked provocation, he threw all the upbringing and rules out of Java!
He leapt to Zhou Baopu's side, and the long sword in his hand flashed by quickly, reflecting a fiery red firelight, like flowing clouds, as he stabbed Zhou Baopu's chest diagonally.
Zhou Baopu crossed his wrist and placed the jet-black blade three feet in front of his chest. He actually wanted to block Liu Shaofei's long sword with his own sickle.
"Bang!"
Liu Shaofei's long sword directly hit Zhou Baopu's sickle. Zhou Baopu's face showed a cruel connotation, and then relied on his strong wrist to use his own sickle blade to deeply confront Liu Shaofei's The blade of the sword sank down to the waist, exerting force directly from the waist, driving Mr. Liu behind him step by step.
In terms of pure wrist strength, Zhou Baopu is undoubtedly the most powerful among all the peers present.
Taking on the burden of supporting the family too early made him suffer, but it also helped Zhou Baopu develop a body as strong as copper skin and iron bones.
Zhou Baopu's sickle blade and Liu Shaofei's sword blade collided passionately and violently under the illumination of torches on both sides, with a hissing sound, which devastated the viewer's optic nerves and eardrums, constantly changing from the two. At the impact point, flames like fireworks burst out.
Liu Shaofei retreated step by step, and Zhou Baopu then advanced. After a moment, Zhou Baopu's sickle was already touching Liu Shaofei's sword and came to Liu Shaofei's chest.
"Chi!"
There was a clear sound. Zhou Baopu, who had already stronger wrist strength, suddenly raised his sickle upwards, and took advantage of the situation to slash Liu Shaofei's abdomen with the sickle, directly cutting Liu Shaofei's clothes, and also It brought out bright red blood flowers from the depths!
A gust of breeze blew by, and the blossoming blood flowers swayed in the wind and fell on the bluestone illuminated by the bright torch. They immediately scattered and fell into blossoming red plum blossoms in the late winter, silently telling the story of the lightning-fast incident just now. The inside story of everything that happened in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Baopu's sickle was pulled out suddenly. There was no sign of pulling out before. Therefore, at the moment when the sickle was drawn out, Liu Shaofei was still resisting Zhou Baopu's sickle, so that after the resistance to it disappeared, , under the action of inertia, Liu Shaofei's body suddenly slid four or five steps forward, and then stopped his passive posture again.
After the bodies of the two people passed each other, a few drops of blood plum blossoms had been scattered on the ground. On Zhou Baopu's sickle, the sickle blade stained red by blood was indifferently dripping with bright blood stains. The bright red of the blood and the whiteness of the sickle blade. , strangely intertwined together, giving people a sense of beauty.
However, in Liu Shaofei's view, this bright red sickle had no sense of beauty at all, and the heartbreaking pain in his chest and abdomen actually made him feel a little dizzy.
After all, he is still a young man, how can he withstand such bloody methods?
Zhou Baopu turned around and saw the staggering Liu Shaofei who had just stood up, and his shaky body was silently indicating to Zhou Baopu that Liu Shaofei was on the verge of collapse.
Although victory was in sight, Zhou Baopu had no intention of defeating Liu Shaofei so easily. If that were the case, in Zhou Baopu's opinion, even winning would be too unfulfilling.
The figure rushed towards Liu Shaofei sharply, the wrist of his right hand shook slightly, the dark sickle body carried the white sickle blade, and drew a misty trace in the air. The sickle in Zhou Baopu's hand slashed directly towards the sword blade in Liu Shaofei's hand. , and Liu Shaofei's long sword was suddenly separated from his hands!
"Ping ping ping pong!"
The long sword fell on the bluestone slab, and it suddenly made a crisp sound of gold and stone hitting each other. He wanted to block the sickle in Zhou Baopu's hand, but found that the long sword in his hand had been scattered on the ground. When he felt extremely horrified, Liu Shaofei suddenly discovered with confusion that Zhou Baopu had actually thrown the sickle in his hand on the morning training ground.
He grabbed Liu Shaofei's right arm. Before Liu Shaofei could react, Zhou Baopu's left hand also took the opportunity to catch Liu Shaofei's right arm. He moved forward, thrust out his hands forward, and crossed his arms to move Liu Shaofei. His arms locked the middle joint of his right arm.
Seeing Zhou Baopu abandoning his sickle, Liu Shaofei was stunned and puzzled. Unexpectedly, Zhou Baopu had completed these actions quickly in the blink of an eye. He was about to use his left hand to block it, but he failed. He was shocked to find that the corners of Zhou Baopu's lips were slightly raised, and he didn't know when he was holding a stern smile.
"Crack!"
Zhou Baopu's arms suddenly clasped together, and a sound of bone breaking quietly erupted on the morning training ground. Liu Shaofei's right arm immediately softened.
"Ah! You!"
Liu Shaofei couldn't help it anymore and immediately exclaimed. Unexpectedly, this was not over yet. Just when Liu Shaofei wanted to say something, he suddenly found that Zhou Baopu followed the method just now. Targeting his left arm again, he wanted to retreat, but found that his arm had been locked by Zhou Baopu's arms.
After breaking Liu Shaofei's left arm, he pushed Liu Shaofei down, then his right leg, and then his left leg. Zhou Baopu seemed to be very good at it. After a while, Liu Shaofei's limbs had been knocked down by Zhou Baopu. It was completely broken, and it was as soft as a ball of mud. It lay half dead on the ground and groaned, unable to even cry out in pain.
At this point, the traces left by Zhou Baopu on Liu Shaofei include broken limbs and a stab wound on the chest and abdomen. If there is anything else, it is undoubtedly an insurmountable mental trauma!
After finishing everything, Zhou Baopu clapped his hands smartly, then walked to the referee in Zhoujiacun, who looked dull, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, can you announce the result now?"