When the map for the third round appeared on the screen, it really attracted the attention of all the spectators.
The sky was blue, and the sun shone on the verdant mountain range. The mountain range stretched out, reflecting the beautiful scenery of the wilderness. On the vast land, two large rivers converged from the east and west into a huge lake. The lake water was clear and blue, and the peach forest by the shore was in full bloom. Countless peach blossoms danced in the wind. This was simply a beautiful picture of fireworks in Yangzhou in March.
On the eastern river, an antique pleasure boat appeared. The pleasure boat was three stories high, and on the top deck, a stunning beauty dressed in ancient clothing stood at the bow. She bathed in the rain of petals that rose in the wind, as if she was appreciating the infinite beauty of the great rivers and mountains.
Her appearance was at least 60% similar to Ji Chenxue. Every frown, every smile, and every movement carried an infinite charm. However, her temperament was completely different from Ji Chenxue. Ji Chenxue was confident, generous, noble, and elegant. Although she was charming enough, her chin was slightly sharp, and her eyebrows were especially sharp. This added a trace of hostility to her face.
Although she maintained a smile on her face, Ji Chenxue's smile was very friendly, like the spring breeze in March, making people feel very comfortable. Her smile, on the other hand, was not so natural. It was like a smile that was not a smile, but also like a deliberate fake smile, making people unable to figure it out.
However, Ji Chenyu still won a large number of fans in the Federal Empire. There was no other reason. Her beauty, which could cause the downfall of a country, was always a favorite topic of discussion. Moreover, it was usually very difficult for a goddess of this level to appear in the public eye. Once her face was revealed, the degree of shock could be imagined.
Unlike her graceful and charming appearance, on the western river, an emerald green bamboo pole flowed down the water. On the bamboo pole stood Jun Ling, who was dressed in black, with only a pair of eyes exposed. Jun Ling crossed her arms and looked around with disdain. A breeze blew, and a cape fluttered in the wind. She was like a peerless expert drifting along the river.
In fact, in the eyes of many fans, Jun Ling was the heroine of this year's Storm Meet. This was because Jun Ling had overcome all difficulties along the way. Basically, she only needed a palm, a punch, or a knife to finish off her opponents. The nickname given to her by the fans was Kneeling Sister, or Sister One Knife.
Although Jun Ling's appearance wasn't as graceful as Ji Chenyu's, Jun Ling had a kind of invincible arrogance. At this moment, the sun was shining brightly on the map, but everyone felt cold when they saw Jun Ling.
The battle hadn't even begun, but the aura of an expert had already intimidated everyone present.
At this moment, the pleasure boat and the bamboo pole had floated into the huge lake. The distance between the two parties was still several hundred meters. Ji Chenyu took the initiative to speak. Her voice was sweet and pleasant to the ears. "She's with you, right?"
In front of the screen, Ji Chenxue's face fell. Ji Chenyu was obviously referring to himself. It seemed like Jun Ling's identity had been investigated by the Empire.
Jun Ling replied coldly, "Here!"
Ji Chenyu giggled and said, "Why are you getting more and more timid?
You don't even dare to participate in this year's Storm Meet? "
Jun Ling didn't answer. She had never liked to talk nonsense.
Ji Chenyu laughed again. "I watched your match. It was very exciting. The longest time was five minutes, and the shortest was five seconds. You basically finished the battle in one move."
Jun Ling said, "So what?"
Ji Chenyu laughed happily. "I don't mean anything else. I can let you have three moves first."
When these words were said, the billions of viewers doubted their ears. My sister, you can let anyone you want. Even if you let people like Lei Jingtian, Guan Wuming, or Crazy Explosion take three moves, it's still fine. But this is Sister Killing God Yidao. You dare to let her have three moves?
Jun Ling was still cold and expressionless. "Okay!"
Ji Chenyu gestured across the air. "Please board the boat!"
When these words were said, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Everyone in the audience had a feeling that Sister Yidao was about to make her move.
Sure enough, Jun Ling's boots lightly stepped on the bamboo pole. Like a swallow, she swept across the surface of the lake for hundreds of meters. Then, her toes stepped on the water surface again. Her entire body swept up at an angle, flying straight toward the third floor of the pleasure boat.
To the outside world, this was nothing special. But on the deck, Ji Chenyu immediately felt the strength of this Killing God. Her opponent's aura was extremely heavy. It was like an iron wall pressing down on her, making her feel breathless.
Halfway through, Jun Ling raised one hand and bent her arm. The standard Ding Style Hand Knife was already revealed. Then, she quickly chopped down.
At this moment, the air seemed to be torn apart. At the same time, the hand knife cut down, creating streak-like energy waves. Like ripples of water, they swept toward Ji Chenyu.
In front of the screen, Lan Bing couldn't help but sigh. "Little sister's hand knife has already surpassed her master."
Ji Chenyu didn't panic. As soon as Jun Ling arrived, she decisively crossed her wrists and quickly blocked her opponent's swift and fierce hand knife.
Jun Ling's movements were unusually coherent. After her hand knife was blocked, she used the Tiger Rending Style to knee Ji Chenyu's towering chest.
In this year's Storm Meet, the female experts still paid more attention to their image. Most of the martial arts and moves they used were methodical. At the very least, their postures were very elegant and their movements were very elegant. There were very few simple and crude fighting styles like Jun Ling's.
Moreover, Ji Chenyu's chest was fuller than the average woman's. It was just right for Jun Ling's knee strike. Perhaps Ji Chenyu didn't expect Jun Ling to fight like a ferocious man. She had no choice but to press down with her wrists, pressing down on her opponent's knee.
With this press, her chest was protected, but Jun Ling's swooping momentum did not stop. Moreover, Jun Ling's tyrannical brutality was beyond her expectations, because Jun Ling directly stretched out his neck and used his forehead to fiercely hit the other's head.
There was a muffled thump. This sound was painful to listen to.
Ji Chenyu was caught off guard. Her forehead was hit on the spot, and she immediately fell down.
It looked like she fell to the ground, but in fact, she somersaulted several times in a row. She flipped five or six times in a row before standing still at the cabin door. At this time, a small purple bump had appeared on her forehead. Her expression was extremely ugly.
"Ha, you gave my big sister three moves. Are you worthy?
You've made a fool of yourself this time, haven't you? "
"Hahaha, look at the bump on her head. Do you still dare to act pretentious?"
"Let's do it one by one. Don't spend a cent. Play Nanyue with me. Tonight at 8 o 'clock, set off on time!"
“233333！”
Ji Chenyu coldly stared at her opponent. Jun Ling's collision just now almost knocked her unconscious. This killing god really lived up to his reputation. His strength was abnormally strong.
Jun Ling still didn't have any expression, but he was surprised. This Ji Chenyu's aura was clearly that of a war god. She was knocked away by his head, but this wooden pleasure boat wasn't damaged at all. Could it be that this boat was unbreakable by the system?
Her train of thought was exactly the same as Ji Chenyu's. This pleasure boat was an arena. Whoever was knocked down was equivalent to losing half the battle. Therefore, there was still a difference between the thinking of a female expert and a male expert. Women sometimes had to fight for their pride.
All of a sudden, Ji Chenyu sprung up from the ground. Her boots were abruptly ignited with a layer of Source Flame. She launched six consecutive kicks at Jun Ling in a parabolic trajectory, forcing him to retreat while parrying the attacks.
The moment she landed, the last attack wasn't a bouncing kick, but a very beautiful backflip. This was a whirlwind facing the sky. Her whole body spun several times in the air and continuously swept her feet.
"Bang!" A light sound was heard.
Jun Ling was also hit. His chin was hit by the tip of his opponent's boot, and he felt his jaw go numb.
Jun Ling's gaze immediately turned cold. She had grown up on Madison and spent most of her life fighting beasts and monsters. Therefore, she had developed a straightforward fighting style. However, after meeting Ding Meng and familiarizing herself with the fighting techniques of Origin Ability users and psionicists, she gradually changed her style.
This was how it was when people fought with people. Often, one had to guess the other's thoughts. Ji Chenyu was smiling now. Obviously, she was responding to her head-butting attack. Now, everyone was even.
Ji Chenyu blinked and smiled. "Don't you need your knife?"
Jun Ling looked at her coldly. "I don't need it to deal with you!"
Ji Chenyu smiled even sweeter. "Do you want to eat another kick?"
Jun Ling said, "These fancy things of yours are completely useless."
After saying that, she jumped up again. This posture was very strange. Others usually used a kick in the air to sweep away thousands of troops, but this time, she used her foot as a chopping knife and pressed down with the force of splitting Mount Hua.
Ji Chenyu found it strange, but she didn't think much about it. She raised her palms and held the opponent's ankles. Jun Ling's aura didn't increase, so Ji Chenyu was confident that the opponent's kick couldn't do anything to her.
Soon, she knew that she was wrong, and very wrong. Jun Ling's ankles were held, and her body leaned down. Her whole body actually drilled through Ji Chenyu's gauze skirt and punched Ji Chenyu in the back. Ji Chenyu could only let go of her hand in pain. Once she did, Jun Ling quickly half-knelt and struck with her elbow.
Ji Chenyu suddenly scurried forward, and her elbow immediately missed. She thought that the opponent wouldn't follow up, but who knew that Jun Ling didn't even stand up completely. Instead, she pounced toward Ji Chenyu in a more unique way.
In the eyes of the audience, Jun Ling's movement was like a four-legged creature crawling on the ground and then pouncing out like a tiger. The movement was a little ugly, but it was swift and fast. Even experts like Ding Meng and the others would find it difficult to dodge. This was because this wasn't the fighting technique of a psionicist. This was the attacking routine of the beasts and monsters on Madison. How many years had Jun Ling and the others been immersed in Madison?
They had long integrated the habits and fighting techniques of the beasts into themselves.
This pounce indeed caught Ji Chenyu off guard. Jun Ling's movements were very agile. He grabbed Ji Chenyu's slender arm and threw her over his shoulder. Before she landed on the ground, Jun Ling flew upside down. Her whole body stretched out, and in the air, she smashed her elbow into Ji Chenyu's chest.
This punch really smashed Ji Chenyu's heart, but looking at Jun Ling's wolf-like posture, Ji Chenyu didn't care about the pain. She rolled on the floor continuously, dodging Jun Ling's open fingers.
Her bent fingers were inserted into the wooden plank. Jun Ling's body shrank, and her whole body was like a mole as she scurried toward Ji Chenyu. Her movements weren't fast, but they were accurate and effective. These fighting techniques learned from beasts were applied in actual combat, leaving many close combat experts in the dust.
Ji Chenyu didn't even have time to stand up before she was pounced on by Jun Ling again. This scene made it seem as if Jun Ling was an impatient pervert. Seeing a beautiful woman, he would definitely pounce on her. His movements were extremely rough.
Ji Chenyu's live broadcast room was silent. All the fans watching were incomparably embarrassed. Was this f * cking Sister Yidao still a woman?
Did she still have the demeanor of an expert?