Chapter 12: Unstoppable

Qian Chen had already taken precautions, easily dodged, and looked indifferently at the sneak attacker.

The person who attacked was an ordinary-looking man in black, who walked slowly towards Qian Chen, and said with a sad smile: "Boy, are you good?" ”

At this moment, many people around hurriedly ran away from this place, leaving only the empty Qian Chen, for no other reason, because more than ten people with strong breaths were aggressively pressing towards him!

Qian Chen looked up at the high platform, only to see the corners of Mu Jiasheng's mouth hooked, and his thin nephew beside him also had his eyes shining, hoping that Qian Chen would fall, and muttered: "That guy didn't even kill him last night, let's see how he responds today." ”

Tie Xiong looked at all this silently, he was still very optimistic about Qianchen, that was his feeling, he believed in his own vision, this young man was not simple.

Qian Chen swept over the people around him fearlessly, and slowly pulled out the black stone long stick he was carrying,

Linglong, who was looking at this scene with relish, was suddenly filled with righteous indignation: "You bastards, will you only fight more and less." ”

However, no one responded to her, and more people had already noticed the changes in Qianchen, and they were all shouting frantically, hoping to see a bloody battle, and no one was indignant at all.

Qianchen has always adhered to a truth, that is, the first strike is strong, and only by taking the initiative can you be invincible!

The heart moves at will, and the hand moves with the heart.

Qian Chen held the stick in both hands, and moved in an instant, and the black stone stick brought a strange phantom to the back!

The sudden attack caught the man off guard, his head was like a watermelon, and the last thought before dying was why him!

"Cunning boy!"

"Despicable!"

Instead, they mocked Qian Chen, not feeling ashamed of their own people besieging him.

How could Qian Chen talk nonsense with them, and smashed down with a stick and smashed at the person who had just attacked him.

The man had already taken precautions, and his aura burst out, and he waved his weapon to resist the attacking long stick.

"Boom!"

Fragments were scattered, and his weapon shattered directly, oozing blood from the tiger's mouth!

Everyone was shocked, this guy has such a lot of brute strength?!

Qian Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was quick to fight, and the lightning whistled wildly in the air with a black stone stick, smashing it into them.

Crushed them with a stormy onslaught, they couldn't breathe.

The onlookers were shocked to see that a young man who had not used his aura suppressed more than a dozen people from the beginning of the Spirit Pill Realm!

Linglong instantly smiled and took a big bite of the chicken leg, looking at Qianchen's tiger and tiger mighty stick posture, how could he have the anger just now.

When Qian Chen's last stick was swung out, the shadow was almost invisible, and a piercing wind whistled in the space, smashing hard at the last stubborn resistant.

The aura around him suddenly languished, and he was smashed by the strong stick and disappeared, and he fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the audience resounded with cheers, the world of the strong is like this, it doesn't matter what your identity is, what kind of person you are, only those who stand can be hard to be in awe of others.

Mu Jiasheng's face was extremely gloomy, and he spit out two words: "Waste!"

And at this moment, the crazy brawl on the field has stopped, and it looks miserable at a glance.

Countless defeated people fell to the ground, or covered in blood, or did not know whether they were alive or dead, or had severed limbs and stumps, so terrible.

The winners don't look so good, and there is no shortage of people who are weak enough to stand up with strong perseverance alone.

Because many people have the goal of not being afraid of death, coupled with the restrictions of their participation strength, they are all people with incomparable differences in realm strength, so this gladiatorial competition will be cruel in the end.

Qian Chen felt a strangeness, and swept his gaze away, it was the thin figure who took the lead in the hall to attack and sneak attack, and was watching him. He was slightly stunned, this look was very familiar, and it made him feel the same breath as himself. From that look, it could be seen that this thin figure wrapped in a black robe was not big. After glancing at each other, the man slowly disappeared into the crowd.

On the high platform, Tie Xiong stood behind a strong and powerful Wu Zi, and that person was the owner of Mu Yu Island, Mu Tieshan.

Some people say that he has reached the peak of the Water and Fire Realm above the Spirit Pill Realm, and some people say that he has reached a higher level. In short, the conclusion is that the strongest in this domain is the first!

At this time, Mu Tieshan looked respectful to the young and handsome man on the side, which made the people around him all look frightened, and they were all speculating about who this man was.

"Young Master Yan, can you still enjoy watching this gladiatorial competition today?" Mu Tieshan said in a thick voice.

"Haha, although the strength of the monks in the main island domain of Mudao Island is a little lower, they are still very bloody and exciting. The handsome man was very casual, and he didn't even look at Mu Tieshan.

Mu Tieshan didn't mind, and at this time, a young man next to him who was somewhat similar to Mu Tieshan's appearance spoke, it was Mu Fengyu, the only son of the island owner.

"How can our monks on Muba Island compare with those on Sanshao's side, and the spiritual power of our poor countryside is thin. He grinned flatteringly.

"Isn't that absolute, I think the boy with a black, ugly stick is good. ”

"Sanshao, the subordinates don't see it well, that guy's stick is very peculiar, and the subordinates look at it for a long time. Mu Jiasheng interjected, and he was unwilling to let Qianchen die.

When Yan Sanshao heard this, he showed interest, there are a lot of strange things that appear inexplicably in this world: "It depends on whether his performance in the future is worth my attention." ”

Mu Jiasheng's eyes flashed with a ruthless essence, with Yan Sanshao's shot, this young man's life and death are not yet caught.

"San Shao, are you satisfied with the few you sent yesterday?" the two whispered, and Mu Fengyu asked.

Hearing this, the corners of Yan Sanshao's mouth showed a lewd smile: "How can Brother Feng Yu's gift be dissatisfied, but I am tired of this taste, but I don't know if there are other flavors." ”

Mu Fengyu pandered and said with a smile, "A few days ago, I invited a few lovely people from the nearby islands, but they are all spicy characters, and after two days of teaching, I will give them to the three young ......."

Yan Sanshao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "What do you need to teach, the original flavor is the most memorable." ”

"Then follow the instructions of the third young man. ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled like a smile that won my heart.

......

The first round of the tournament is over, and the next round will be played tomorrow.

As soon as Qianchen returned to his residence, he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated to recuperate.

This time he was besieged by more than a dozen people, although he won the rope neatly, but he also wasted a lot of strength, and as for the cold and treacherous aura in his body that was like hide and seek, he didn't even think about it.

The last appearance made Qian Chen feel that there were traces to follow, that is, the fluctuation range of his emotions, but how could he, a quiet and resolute person who has been quiet and decisive since childhood, be so easily swayed by his emotions, he was also angered by the behavior of those passers-by last time, and he may not be able to say next time.