Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 66: Triple Thrust Shocks the Entire Network
"it hurts!"
After being knocked flying by Qi Ji's final powerful assassination, the first thought that flashed through Qin Zijin's mind in mid-air was that his chest was in great pain.
Then she reacted and used her extraordinary agility to adjust her body in the air. This method was somewhat effective - it prevented her from falling to the ground in an ugly posture.
Boom! Qin Zijin fell to the ground as gracefully as possible.
The head coach and two assistant coaches reacted immediately after a moment of confusion. They immediately ran to Qin Zijin and wanted to ask about Qin Zijin's condition.
boom!
As Qin Zijin fell, it was as if a switch was pressed for the muted audience, and the huge noise almost overturned the entire venue.
The host's excited voice also came from the stadium loudspeakers.
"Oh my god! Qi Ji used a super powerful triple thrust! The lightning-fast thrust knocked Qin Zijin to the ground in just one encounter!"
"This is the second time in this tournament that a player has been knocked flying, and the one who caused this is our unparalleled player Qi Ji!"
"Since Qi Ji's attack speed is too fast, let's watch a slow-motion replay..."
No matter how much the host brags.
Qi Ji's compassionate and considerate character, which had completely disappeared during the battle, has returned a little bit now that the battle has been interrupted.
He walked over quickly with a bit of embarrassment, and saw Qin Zijin refused the referees' attempts to help him, and stood up by himself rubbing his chest, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay..." Qi Ji asked hesitantly.
Qin Zijin raised the broken sword in his hand, then pointed at the dented armor on his chest and said unhappily, "Look at this sword, and then look at my armor! Does it look like everything is alright?"
If it weren't for the fat cushion unique to women, her sternum might have been fractured!
"Actually, I held back at the end. Look at my sincere eyes!" Qi Ji laughed awkwardly: "Anyway, I'm sorry."
Qin Zijin sighed: "Forget it, I did feel that you held back at the end, otherwise I would not be able to stand up now."
"Then shall we continue playing? The game isn't over yet." Qi Ji asked.
Qin Zijin was finally defeated by this straight man's remarks. She raised her broken sword again in a bad mood: "Brother! You broke my weapon. My chest hurts so much now. How can I fight?"
After that, she raised her hand and said to the referee who was standing nearby and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people, "Referee, I admit defeat. Please declare Qi Ji the winner."
"Okay, let me confirm it again." The referee stood up straight and asked seriously, "Are you sure you want to admit defeat and not continue this match, right?"
"Yes, I confirm!" Qin Zijin nodded.
So the referee came to the center of the stage, raised his hand and announced loudly.
"Contestant Qin Zijin admits defeat, congratulations to contestant Qi Ji for winning!"
The whole audience burst into applause and countless cheers and shouts rang out. All the audience were completely conquered by Qi Ji's amazing triple thrust and did not think that there was anything wrong with Qin Zijin's act of admitting defeat.
After stepping down from the stage, Zhang Zizai, Du Xishan and Yan Qing immediately rushed forward and hugged Qi Ji tightly.
Zhang Zizai's face was wrinkled with laughter again, and he patted Qi Ji's back vigorously: "We won! We really won! We really defeated Qin Zijin, it's a great honor! It's so damn great!"
Qi Ji smiled and hugged the three people who were sincerely celebrating for him, and said with a sly smile: "I told you long ago that I would definitely take him down, but you still don't trust me. It's really a waste of time to be friendly with you!"
"No, no!" Yan Qing immediately raised his hand to clarify : "I have always firmly believed that Brother Qi will win the championship! The Sword Pavilion Walkers, the Sword Saint's disciples, are all chickens and dogs, they are no match for my Brother Qi's Wuming Sword!"
After saying that, Yan Qing still had a shy smile on his face, and handed over a cup of his favorite Happy Tea with Pearls: "Brother Qi, is this the complete form of the Wuming Sword? Three swishes, it's too powerful!"
Qi Ji glanced at the brat. He had heard what the kid was thinking in Taiping City. He took the milk tea offered by Yan Qing with a clear conscience and took a sip. He chewed the chewy pearls and said seriously, "I can teach you the first and second of these three thrusts, but not the third..."
"Why!" Yan Qing immediately became anxious upon hearing this, wishing to snatch the milk tea back. "The third part is the strongest, it's too powerful! I must learn it!"
Du Xishan slapped Yan Qing on the back of the head and said seriously: "You really can't learn the third paragraph!"
Zhang Zizai also stroked his chin and said seriously: "Indeed, Yanqing, you are still in the growth stage. The third thrust of Qi Ji's move has an exaggerated inhalation action, which will definitely cause great pressure on the lungs. If you practice it, it is easy to injure your lungs and end up like Souji Soten from Sakura Country who suffers from tuberculosis."
Yan Qing stopped talking immediately. He could still tell whether life or skills were more important.
Damn this growing body! Yan Qing was angry and made up his mind again to exercise and eat as soon as possible to get stronger as soon as possible.
Just a few minutes after sitting down in the lounge, Qi Ji saw staff members rushing over with microphones, cameras and long guns.
Slapping his forehead, Qi Ji remembered that he had just used the complete Wuming Sword in the semi-finals. It was easy to guess that the organizers would not give up this explosive interview opportunity.
The staff member in charge of the interview was the same cute girl from last time. As soon as Fang saw Qi Ji, she immediately came up to him and said, "Hello, contestant Qi Ji. Thank you for the interview!"
"I knew you were coming. Please let me check the questions in advance this time, otherwise people on the Internet will accuse me of being Versailles again." Qi Ji laughed.
"Okay, no problem!" the interviewer agreed straightforwardly.
Twenty minutes later, a freshly released interview video was posted by the organizer on the homepage of the competition portal.
"The strongest talent in the rookie competition is born! The three-stage thrust is orthodox in Daxia!"
Qi Ji secretly used his mobile phone to take a look at the homepage and couldn't help but want to give the organizer of the event a beating. This time he just answered a few questions in the interview normally, such as the joy of victory, the idea of creating the unique skill of the Wuming Sword, etc. It was not extraordinary at all, and he didn't deliberately show off. As a result, this time the organizer of the event actually made up the title.
You are amazing!
Qi Ji still underestimated the power of the Wuming Sword. After the interview came out, combined with the quickly leaked video of him using the Wuming Sword to kill Qin Zijin instantly on the field, he instantly became a hot topic.
That night, any combination of words like "Qi Ji", "Three-stage Thrust", "Daxia Soldier Strike Rookie Contest" and so on were listed high on the sports category of the blog, and even ranked very high on the homepage's hot word list.
The above are all follow-ups. What Qi Ji is more concerned about right now is Bai Tianhe who is about to play in the game.
After experiencing the slight threat posed by Qin Zijin, Qi Ji now feels that Bai Tianhe must be hiding his strength or a trump card, and he must not underestimate the enemy.
