119: Boxing gloves
After his previous gauntlets were damaged, Han Yi had sent them to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion for Master Lu to repair.
Since they were being repaired, in order to increase the gauntlets' sturdiness and lethality, he specifically instructed Master Lu to add some things.
For example, a row of knuckle spikes was integrated into the gauntlets!
These knuckle spikes were forged from the leftover scraps when the Xuan Tie Sword was cast last time. These scraps were incredibly hard, and it took Master Lu a lot of effort and Materials to melt them down!
Otherwise, how could repairing the gauntlets alone require so much silver!
When they exchanged blows just now, Han Yi had already tested that although the Qing Liu Sword was a Treasure Item, its hardness seemed to be similar to that of the Xuan Tie Sword.
Therefore, at the moment Song Qing's long sword slashed down, he used the knuckle spikes made of the same material as the Xuan Tie Sword to meet the Qing Liu Sword.
Just as he expected, the unknown material formed by the combination of meteorite iron and the lanyu sword was very hard!
The next instant, Han Yi shook off the Qing Liu Sword and swung a direct punch at Song Qing's face. If this punch landed, it would definitely make Song Qing's head burst!
Martial Artists, with their strong qi and blood and abundant energy, starting a fight at the slightest disagreement is a normal phenomenon.
Han Yi was also a Martial Artist after all. Although he usually tried to remain calm, cautious, and careful,
at this moment, his heart was still burning with raging anger. This fight with Song Qing was the first time he had been made so miserable!
He didn't care anymore, he was fired up and ruthless in his heart, aiming for a kill.
Bang!
The chair Elder Song was sitting on immediately turned into sawdust. Seeing the situation was bad, he was about to rush into the arena.
"Sit still, Song Wei!"
Elder Li's right hand shook, pinning Elder Song in place. Then, he gently pressed his left hand onto the table. It looked like a normal movement, but a gold-painted teacup on the table seemed to be lifted by an invisible rope, floating directly in the air.
Elder Li caught it with his left hand, took the teacup, and handed it to Elder Song.
"Heh heh, don't be impatient, have some tea. Don't interfere in the juniors' fight!"
"Li... Cheng... Feng!"
Elder Song's eyes spewed fire as he gritted his teeth and spoke each word.
"Song Wei, do you want to have a spar?"
"I wonder how your 'Yin Willow Strength' cultivation is going... Don't end up like last time, stuck in bed for several months!"
Elder Li said sinisterly.
Clink, clink.
In the teacup in his left hand, the tea suddenly boiled. The rapidly rising hot water turned into steam, lifting the lid of the teacup.
"......"
Elder Song stopped talking, sat down with a thud, and stared intently at the arena.
His 'Yin Willow Strength' cultivation was originally countered by the 'Blazing Fire Strength' cultivated by Li Chengfeng. In a fight three years ago, he had been injured and took a long time to fully recover.
Now, feeling the heat of the teacup in his hand, he seemed to be even less of a match for Li Chengfeng...
The joy on Elder Li's face grew stronger and stronger, while Elder Song's face became increasingly gloomy.
Song Qing was now too late to dodge. He immediately roused his qi and blood, fully unleashing the strength of a powerful Lianxue Stage Martial Artist, confronting Han Yi head-on.
Train the fist first when practicing martial arts; the fist is the basic skill of every Martial Artist. Although he was preempted, Song Qing was a beat slower in his attack. In a hurry, while his speed was completely at a disadvantage, his power was not to be underestimated.
Just as their fists were about to meet, Han Yi tilted his head, and the hand holding the sword instantly drew the Qing Liu Sword again, suddenly accelerating and changing direction, his speed immediately surpassing Song Qing's reaction.
Puchi!
Han Yi's sword heavily slashed at Song Qing's chest, but unexpectedly, instead of the sound of flesh being cut, it sounded like a Sharp Weapon piercing a cotton bale.
Boom!
Fortunately, the force from the Xuan Tie Sword was still there. The moment Song Qing was struck, his body flew back as if electrocuted, crashing onto the edge of the arena with a loud bang.
Song Qing's lake-blue robe was completely torn open, revealing the soft armor inside that emitted a faint Treasure Item glow.
"This Song Qing is really a rich dog! Not only does he have a Treasure Item 'Qing Liu Sword', but he's also wearing Treasure Armor!"
Below the arena, the observing Disciples cursed one after another, as if they had eaten lemons.
It's no wonder they were green with envy. 'One armor is worth three crossbows, three armors lead to the underworld'. Even ordinary armor was strictly controlled by the government and forbidden to be sold, let alone Treasure Item level soft armor.
Moreover, among Treasure Items, offensive Treasure Items are the most common and easier to refine, but defensive Treasure Items are extremely rare. Defensive Treasure Items of the same level are at least three to five times more expensive than offensive Treasure Items!
Song Qing openly wearing a Treasure Item on his body, one could tell with their toes that it was definitely Elder Song's idea.
Although the people below the stage wouldn't go report the forbidden armor, they were still sour inside, only able to lament Elder Song's doting affection.
"The gauntlets in Han Yi's hands are also not ordinary..."
Some sharp-eyed Disciples saw that Han Yi's spiked gauntlets showed no damage after colliding with the Qing Liu Sword, and a feeling of gods fighting immediately arose.
"Hiss...
"This Han Yi, how sinister!"
By the edge of the arena, Song Qing cried out in pain. Looking down, he saw several bloody holes between the fingers of his fist. His entire arm hung limply on the ground. Clearly, his left arm was crippled.
And the Treasure Item glow of the soft armor he was wearing had dimmed a little, and where the Xuan Tie Sword had struck, the edge was turned up, revealing a few strands of gold thread.
Song Qing thought he was sinister enough, but unexpectedly today, he who hunts geese all day ended up having his eyes pecked out by a goose!
On the other side, Han Yi's brows furrowed when he saw the soft armor under Song Qing's clothes. This Song Qing was too shameless. He had never even seen a Treasure Item level weapon, yet Song Qing had two of them on him. He wondered if Song Qing had any other good things on him!
Recently, Han Yi had just spent a large sum of silver to repair his gauntlets, and he was eating with Bai Sanren and Qian Xue every day, plus his daily cultivation, the expenses were huge, and he didn't have much silver on him!
"How about I take this opportunity to rob this Song Qing..."
He didn't know why, but ever since Han Yi got used to looting corpses to get rich, he always had this strange thought.
He quickly shook his head. This was in broad daylight, his image was important!
"No matter what, let's deal with Song Qing first!"
Rumble!
Han Yi's leg strength suddenly erupted. When he didn't move, he was still, but when he moved, he was as fierce and powerful as a hawk, making the arena rumble.
The 'Flying Swallow Kick', which originally emphasized agility like a swallow, when used by him, became like a ferocious eagle, eager to devour people!