385: Chapter 29 Manipulating Feng Baobao

Just as Meng Li entered the arena, Feng Baobao, having finished watching the match between Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye, arrived as well.

Seeing this, the referee immediately announced: "The second round of the quarterfinals to semifinals match, White Sword Immortal versus Feng Baobao, begin!"

Feng Baobao immediately stomped her feet, exerting force, and leaped several meters high, and then...

It was completely useless!

Because Meng Li was standing on his Flying Sword, standing even higher.

In the spectator stands, Xu San, Xu Si, and the newly arrived Zhang Chulan frowned upon seeing this situation.

There was no doubt about the strength of Feng Baobao, but her methods were too singular.

Most importantly, she lacked long-range attack methods, and she had never encountered an opponent like Meng Li who controlled the air, so she was feeling a bit helpless now.

With her simple mind, before Meng Li revealed any flaws, she could only think of this clumsy method of jumping into mid-air to attack.

But it was by no means easy to jump to the height where Meng Li was flying on his sword.

Just as Feng Baobao was hopping around, constantly trying, Meng Li took out his sword case and popped out a Flying Sword, which flew in front of Feng Baobao.

"Stop jumping, step on it and come up."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene was stunned for a moment, and then a whole string of question marks appeared in their minds.

What's going on?

Feng Baobao can't hit you; that's your advantage!

You are actually taking the initiative to let your opponent step on a Flying Sword to come and hit you?

Is... is there something wrong with his brain?

However, Xu San, Xu Si, and Zhang Chulan realized something was wrong and became secretly vigilant.

Because the Flying Sword was controlled by Meng Li; if Feng Baobao really stepped on it, she would likely fall into a completely passive position.

However, the slightly dim-witted Feng Baobao didn't think much of it and jumped directly onto the Flying Sword.

Immediately after, the Flying Sword slowly ascended and flew towards Meng Li.

At the same time, Meng Li spoke to instruct Feng Baobao: "Stand up straight, head up and chest out."

"Oh, okay."

Feng Baobao had never ridden a Flying Sword before, and now, standing on the Flying Sword, she felt very curious. Hearing this, she quickly agreed and followed his instructions.

Meng Li watched, nodded slightly, and further said: "Mm, very good, relax your body."

Feng Baobao nodded obediently and did as she was told.

Everyone else: "???"

What the hell?

Are you actually teaching her how to control the Flying Sword?!

Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si looked at Meng Li's serious demeanor while instructing her, and for a moment, they couldn't help but doubt their own previous thoughts.

Could it be that they were judging a gentleman with a petty mind?

Just at this moment, Meng Li said again: "Keep your hands and feet together, be careful to stand steady, we are going to accelerate next."

Feng Baobao did as she was told.

Then, Meng Li took a rope out of his pocket and threw it at Feng Baobao.

With a swish, the rope, like a python coiling around a tree, bound the Feng Baobao—who had her hands and feet together—firmly. At the same time, he pulled downwards, causing the unprepared Feng Baobao to lie stiffly on the Flying Sword, bound together with it.

The next second, the Flying Sword accelerated with a swish, taking Feng Baobao and flying out of the arena, instantly becoming a small black dot.

Everyone else at the scene: o((⊙﹏⊙))o?

What happened?

Why did that Flying Sword suddenly take Feng Baobao and fly outside the arena?

At this time, Meng Li looked at the referee on the high platform and said seriously: "Daoist, Feng Baobao left the arena midway; according to the rules, I won, right?"

Referee: "..."

He really wanted to refute it, but according to the rules, it was indeed the case.

Therefore, he had to helplessly announce: "Quarterfinals to semifinals, Feng Baobao versus White Sword Immortal, White Sword Immortal wins!"

At this, everyone in the spectator stands reacted and then exploded in an uproar.

"Damn! This White Sword Immortal is cheating!"

"Damn, I thought there was something wrong with his brain, I didn't expect him to play dirty."

"He actually deceived a simple young girl, that's too much!"

"The way he uses these schemes, he's on par with the shameless Zhang Chulan!"

"Come to think of it, Feng Baobao seems to be in the same group as Zhang Chulan."

"That's right, they are in the same group! The clothes they are wearing are the same; it's the employee uniform of Everywhere Connect. Before, Feng Baobao even chased Zhang Chulan's opponent, Daoist Wang Ye, with an iron shovel all the way into the arena; she clearly had ulterior motives."

"In that case, her being eliminated by White Sword Immortal's trickery can be considered tit for tat."

"Mm, you could say that."

"Then it's fine."

Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si covered their faces.

A while later, Zhang Chulan spoke: "Sister Baoer is usually quite vigilant, and sometimes even incredibly witty, so why was she completely defenseless just now?"

Xu San sighed: "Baobao is too simple."

Xu Si touched his stubble and said thoughtfully: "It should be that the kid surnamed Bai had no malicious intent. Baobao's near-instinctive vigilance and defense are mostly triggered by the opponent's malice. If the other party has no malice towards her, she naturally won't be on guard."

"As for other twists and turns, her simple mind can't figure them out."

Just at this moment, the Flying Sword brought Feng Baobao back, letting her land safely.

Afterwards, the rope loosened and was recalled by Meng Li along with the Flying Sword.

"Stop spinning, I'm going to throw up."

Zhang Chulan, Xu San, and Xu Si: "..."

Good grief, in order to prevent Feng Baobao from exploding and breaking free from the rope, he even spun her around until she was dizzy.

He really had her completely handled!