Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 912

Only then do you realize that Ding Yuan really does not have a false reputation. Even under the heavy reward, his skill can not be underestimated. The two weaker hall leaders are not his opponents even now.

But many people only see the appearance, but did not see the difference between Ding Yuan's attack and ordinary. If in his heyday, his attack is more cunning and dexterous, there will never be so much domineering charm in it.

Obviously, it's all his injury, so his attack is not pure. In addition, as soon as he comes up, he uses sharp moves in the hope that he can make a quick decision, because the longer he delays, the worse it will be for him.

Wu Santong and Ding Yuan have known each other for decades, and they know him very well. Therefore, seeing the way of his attack, they understand his mind, and naturally have the countermeasures.

Wu Santong's weapon is a pair of judge's pens. In Hongmen, his nickname is judge Wu. Just look at the judge's pens, you can see his profound skill.

The judge's pen was empty, and his tricky soft sword was blocked out of his body.

However, Wu Santong was not in a hurry to launch a fierce attack. His tactic was to delay!

As long as time goes by, Ding Yuan will be exhausted and his injury will recur, then he can easily defeat or even kill the other side.

Wu Santong suddenly remembers sun Heng's strong intention of killing. He knows that he is not just beating Ding Yuan, but really wants his life.

"Ding Yuan, don't blame me for being cruel. I can only blame you. I belong to two camps, each of which is in charge." Wu Santong thought silently.

The battle was in full swing, and everyone was staring at it. Everyone who was sitting there was a master with unique vision. Gradually, everyone saw the way.

Ding Yuan's attack gradually weakened, Wu Santong's counterattack was ready to start, and the war situation was very clear.

Sun Heng knew that he would win, and a proud sneer came from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help glancing at Ning fan.

Ning fan looked back at Sun Heng and said in secret: "Ding Yuan's injury is too serious. He is not the opponent of Wu Santong. It doesn't matter. It's just the first battle. Even if he loses, he doesn't lose the whole game."

Chan Feng looked at the war situation silently and said in a low voice: "Ning fan, Ding Yuan lost."

"I know, but he's holding on." Ning fan's eyes move up and down with Ding Yuan. Since Ding Yuan is struggling to support him, he has to watch all the time and cheer for him silently.

Ding Yuan clenched his teeth. His forehead and waistcoat were already sweating. A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. He glared at Wu Santong with hatred and said in secret: "to be a cunning guy, this is to drag me to death."

Even if he understands the other side's tactics, he can do nothing, because his attack has gradually lost its power. The soft sword attack tends to be straightforward. Without dexterity, his attack will lose its power.

Wu Santong knew that the time had come, and the attack was suddenly fierce. A pair of judges' pens blocked the path up, down, left and right, and trapped Ding Yuan in it. The sound of Ping Ping was heard all the time, and the soft sword protruded from the left to the right.

"Go to hell!"

Wu Santong let out a cry. A judge's pen attacked Ding Yuan's tianlinggai from top to bottom, and a judge's pen attacked Ding Yuan's heart.

Two way attack, as long as any one hit, that Ding Yuan is afraid to die here.

As soon as Ding Yuan's eyes glared, he immediately understood Wu Santong's sinister intention. With a roar and a shake of his soft sword, he met the judge's pen in his chest and counteracted the killing move.

But the judge's pen on the top of his head is like death's hand, trying to take his soul out of his body.

Ding Yuan's reaction speed is very fast. When his right hand is released, his hands are up, and he forcefully closes his hands to clamp the judge's pen. Blood drips from his palms and falls on his head and cheek, making him look miserable.

Hiss!

Everyone took a breath of cool air in their hearts. This blow was too dangerous. Fortunately, Ding Yuan responded quickly. If he didn't change his mind, he would die.

However, the danger did not disappear. Wu Santong snorted coldly. The judge's pen, which was blocked by the soft sword, lit up again. This time, it was still the heart.

This move is fierce and fierce. It's a real killing move.

Ding Yuan glared dejectedly and roared, but he couldn't resist. He is filled with strong reluctance in his heart. If he goes to the hell in this way, he is really shameless to face the leader of Ouyang sect.

The smile on Sun Heng's face is more intense. Everything is a foregone conclusion. Victory is in hand, and Ding Yuan will surely die.

When the spearhead died, he took a breath first, which should be a kind of shock, so that other hall leaders did not dare to act rashly.

"We give up!" Ning fan, of course, knows Ding Yuan's danger, but he won't sacrifice his own people for victory, so he immediately shouts.

But this did not let Ding Yuan out of danger, because Wu Santong pretended not to hear, still did not withdraw the attack, vowed to Ding Yuan's life.

The danger and malice of Wu San Tong is obvious. Ning fan is furious and stands in front of Ding Yuan in a flash.

Boom!

Wu Santong faltered back, and the judge's pen fell to the ground. A judge's pen was firmly held in the palm of his hand by Ding Yuan.

Wu Santong stabilized his figure, flushed his face, and swallowed the blood in his throat.

"Ning fan, what are you doing?" When sun Heng saw that the cooked duck actually flew away and let Ding Yuan escape, he was furious.

Ignoring sun Heng's anger, Ning fan looked him in the eye and said, "we have given up, but you still have to kill people. This is not the rule of martial arts competition."

Sun Heng's anger was forced back abruptly. Although the two sides signed a life and death certificate in advance, no matter whether they were killed or injured in the contest, if one side voluntarily admits defeat, it really should not continue to attack.

Therefore, Wu Santong's behavior just now is against the rules of the competition.

Sun Heng saw that other people were staring at him, and knew that they had agreed with Ning fan's statement in their heart, so he explained: "who said that the martial arts chief always violated the rules? The attack was so fierce that he didn't stop it for a moment. Besides, you didn't admit defeat until that moment. How can he get rid of it? "

Ning fan snorted coldly, but did not continue to argue with him.

Although sun Heng was unwilling, it was also a good thing. At least one of them won this victory and laid a solid foundation for the final victory.

Ding Yuan threw the judge's pen at the foot of Wu Santong, then looked at Ning fan with guilt and said, "I'm useless. I lost this game."

Ning fan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "elder Ding, winning or losing is a matter of military affairs. There's no need to be weird, as long as you're OK. Besides, this is the first competition, and there are two more. They can't laugh to the end because of this victory. "