Chapter One Thousand and Seven: Thunder Style

Dancing with electricity, thundering with a thousand birds!

Long Mei'er's figure moved quickly all of a sudden, and the Wind Yin Knife turned into a phantom, and he couldn't see the shape of the blade at all, he could only see a thunderstorm that flashed randomly, and the sound and light effects exploded instantly, and the speed of dismantling the flesh also skyrocketed, and instantly threw Wu Yan away a lot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Wu Yan couldn't see it, but he was not deaf, and when he heard the thunder of a thousand birds, he chuckled in his heart, and his hand shook and he almost fought for the position. By the way, thunder and thunder, isn't thunder the surname of the Lei family, and the thunder is the descendant of the Lei family, and the thunder is the descendant of the Lei family, and the current ranking is the sixth of the nine absolute knife workers, and the fastest knife work in the world.

Compared with the speed of the fastest knife work, this is simply self-inflicted, even if the two knives are combined, it is definitely not as fast as a thousand thunders.

However, is this the limit of Long Mei'er? Of course not, just when everyone was dumbfounded by the thousand cut thunder, Long Mei'er suddenly let out a soft shout, and the wind chanting knife came out of his hand, and as his hands danced and whirled arbitrarily, rolling up and down the thunderstorm and dancing wildly up and down, left and right, the speed increased, and the flexibility directly doubled.

"This ......" the audience was once again second-level confused, what is the situation, how can this be? How can the wind chant knife still fly by itself after it is taken off? What the hell is going on?

"Thousand Cutting Thunder Thunder Style!" Liao Wu suddenly exhaled, his eyes unable to hide his horror and envy.

"Thunder Style? This is Thunder Style? I don't know much, don't lie to me!"

"Oh my God, isn't that the high-end mastery of the Thousand Cutting Thunder Secret Technique?

"It's terrible, no wonder he dared to be confident in his duel with the sword envoy, it turned out that he had actually cultivated a thousand cuts of thunder and thunder, and now Wu Yan was miserable. ”

"Yes, the thunder style uses thunder to control the kitchen knife, free rotation in all directions without dead ends, and the speed of thousands of thunders, the efficiency is not comparable to other knife workers, even if the moon is absolutely not!"

"Tsk, it's terrible, this is hitting the muzzle of the gun, and the Black Dragon Hall is going to suffer a big loss this time!"

In an instant, the appearance of the thunderstorm style once again mobilized the emotions of everyone in the audience to another peak, and the support rate that was originally one-sided to Wu Yan all fell to Long Mei'er, and no one was optimistic about Wu Yan anymore, even Gu Daohe and Luo Feng all looked miserable, and they no longer had a glimmer of hope for victory.

On the Dragon and Tiger Stage, with the wild dance of the thunder knife, pieces of beef were completely unloaded, more and more beef was piled up on the cowhide, and soon became a hill, while the half of the cow's body became thinner and thinner, and it was soon completely emptied, leaving only clean ribs.

On the other hand, Wuyan didn't even see a single bone, and less than a third of the half-body beef was disassembled.

Wu Yan's heart was completely confused, he thought that through the numerical advantage of Wuyue, he would be able to chase back the disadvantage, and then quickly complete the overtake and win with an absolute advantage, but he was thrown away by the other party before he could chase the evaluation.

And this time, there is no hope of catching up or even surpassing, the seven words of Qianche Thunder and Thunder, every time they come into their ears, it is like a siege hammer, hitting his confidence with ten thousand pounds.

Faith is finally broken, completely broken, and once a person loses faith, he loses everything. Uyan's hands began to shake, he began to get out of control, he began to make mistakes, he began to cut the beef, he began to break down, he began to give up.

The gap widened, Long Mei'er didn't know Wuyan's condition at all, and she wouldn't pay attention to it, she was engrossed in the control of the Wind Yin Knife, flipped her hands in the air like a bright lotus, and the sword thunderstorm rolled and swept angrily, swept over the other side, and began to attack the other half of the cow body.

Only Long Mei'er herself knows that the so-called Thousand Cuts Thunder is fake at all, it is imitated by her own thunder vision through clever control, with the help of the records in the data, as for the thunder style, it is purely a coincidence, it is completely created by her feelings, and it has nothing to do with what the thunder style is.

In fact, if there is no thunder, people will not think of the thunder style, which is the inertia of thinking. It is precisely because they all think that Long Mei'er is performing a thousand thunders, that they will subconsciously think of the thunder style, and the culprit of all this is the name of thunder and the surname of thunder.

If the real Lei family hears the news, I don't know if they will spit out a mouthful of old blood?

The thunderstorm flashed wildly, a thousand birds chirped in unison, Long Mei'er maintained a super high speed, widening the gap more and more, it originally required more than a dozen professional butchers to spend a morning of work, but at this moment, she was completed by herself in a very short period of time, this is the gap in strength.

Finally, Long Mei'er grabbed the handle of the knife with a lightning bolt, with her hands with her arms, with her arms with her waist, the butterfly steps under her feet were staggered and rotated, and the brush brushed the wind and the knife danced a few times, and the speed gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

Putting away the knife in a chic manner, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, taking off the hood with his left hand, he gently waved off the sleeve that was rolled up, and proudly said two words to the judges: "Done!"

This posture, this momentum, this chic, even if a woman dresses up as a man, her charm exploded in an instant, causing screams, and instantly captured the hearts of the girls in the audience.

It was only at this time that everyone finally came back to their senses, and at the same time subconsciously looked at Wuyan, and couldn't help but gasp at a glance, Wuyan didn't even cut half of the beef, not even half of the body, and a few pieces were cut, it can be seen from the bright red section of the muscle fibers that these pieces of meat will definitely be deducted points.

Is this the gap? This gap is too big, isn't it? Anyway, Wu Yan is also a sword envoy, and he is a sword envoy who holds the black moon and the moon, isn't it too exaggerated to be thrown away with such a big gap?

However, this is the case, in the last halberd eat, the blindfolded quail dismantled the bones, and Long Mei'er abused Bao Huiyi with an absolute advantage.

In this food scene, the blindfolded decomposition of the snake-tailed tiger cow increased the difficulty by more than one grade, and Long Mei'er actually abused Wuyan again with an absolute advantage.

Is this the so-called invincible? Is this the so-called invincible? Is this the so-called victory?

The world is very big, the food industry is also very big, there are people outside the world, only by humbly learning and making progress can we become stronger, and we can only become stronger by humbly learning and making progress, and indulge in the aura given by others, which will only blind our eyes, lose the motivation to move forward, and thus be surpassed by others, and in the end all that remains is failure and deserved.

Although Wu Yan does not say that he is completely complacent, he is not much different, he really feels that he is the sword envoy of the Black Dragon Hall, he is a grade higher than others, he is stronger than others, and he should be able to win.

Therefore, Long Mei has no pity for Wu Yan, she just wants to use this strong way to completely defeat Wu Yan's blind self-confidence, so that he can see clearly how many catties and taels he has.

(ps: Congratulations to the dragon sister for the success of the outfit ~) (To be continued.) )