Chapter 18: The Battle of Dishonor

Whether I will be a slave or whether you will kneel and kowtow in front of everyone, we will soon find out. Lei Chen touched his nose, and his face returned to that indifferent appearance.

The examiner and Shi Zhongbin glanced at each other, and the latter seemed to want to ask something, but the examiner shook his head: "When assessing, there is indeed such a rule. If someone questions the strength of the examiner, asks for a challenge, and the other party accepts it, it is completely possible to have a duel on the spot. Just point to the end, and don't kill anyone. ”

Shi Zhongbin sighed, although he was surprised that Lei Chen had actually advanced to the ninth layer of Qi Gathering, but crossing a large class to face the powerhouse of the Ning Yuan Realm, it was not a joke. Since the duel can't be canceled, it can only be taken hard.

"Lei Chen, be careful yourself, if you don't have the strength, you will admit defeat directly, with me coming, even if the head of the Lan family is here, he won't dare to be presumptuous!" he looked at Lei Chen, and kindly reminded him.

"Don't worry, Elder, I'm not the kind of person who has no sense of proportion. Lei Chen smiled, and didn't put on a serious look from beginning to end, as if he had never taken Lan Xun in his eyes.

Shi Zhongbin nodded, took a few steps back, and shouted: "Everyone around retreats and clears a space around here." ”

All the surrounding onlookers suddenly retreated more than 300 meters away with a "bang", leaving a wide enough circular space in the middle. With Lei Chen as the center, Lan Xun walked towards Lei Chen step by step, with a gloomy look on his face.

"I didn't expect that you stupid guy really dared to take on the challenge, it's really surprising. The gloomy expression on Lan Xun's face gradually turned into cruelty: "Others may be jealous of your father, but I won't. Today I will let you know that true genius is far away!"

Lei Chen's face changed: "You say it again, who is stupid to scold?"

"Of course I'm scolding you. Lan Xun answered.

Lei Chen nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, you're right, stupidly scolding me." ”

This kind of wordplay is so ingenious that many people around were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Even Shi Zhongbin couldn't help laughing, and Lan Xun quickly understood, looking at Lei Chen with a pale face, and there was a touch of murderous intent in his eyes.

The other party didn't take him seriously, and now he was openly insulting him, which was not tolerated at all for him who had always held himself very high in the Wind Sword Sect!

"You're really looking for death. ”

With a cruel laugh, Lan Xun's figure suddenly burst out. A long black spear appeared in his hand, five meters long. There was a little light on the gun's body, like a dragon out of the water, slamming it at the thunder dust!

His soul is a spear, and the weapon he uses is naturally a spear. The light that glowed from this spear had obviously surpassed the level of ordinary weapons, and it was a bronze-level peak spiritual weapon!

"Wow, it's not a loss to be the son of the third elder of the Lan family, so handsome!"

"This spear alone is worth more than a hundred gold coins. The power of a bronze-level weapon, combined with the fact that he is a spear-type soul, is even more powerful. ”

"Even if Lei Chen is the young master of the Lei family, he has not yet reached the Ning Yuan Realm, it is unlikely that he will have a spiritual weapon. Originally, the gap between the two was huge, but now it is like a moat and cannot be crossed. ”

Female disciples around suddenly shouted, and at the same time, many people were discussing the spear of Lan Xun. The spiritual weapon is very valuable, and it is even more difficult to build, even the princes and nobles in the Cloud Illusion Country cannot do it under their command. In the outer sect of the Wind Sword Sect, only disciples with a background or above the Ning Yuan Realm can possess spiritual weapons. At this moment, as soon as Lan Xun's spear came out, it was suddenly infinitely sharp.

The shadow of the gun, the flashy lotus, is indeed very good-looking. There was a solemnity in Lei Chen's eyes, he really didn't have a weapon in his hand, the iron sword issued to him by the sect was not enough at all, and it would shatter if he blocked a move, but the cast iron heavy sword he received that day was quite heavy, and he could try it.

"It's okay to deceive the little girl, just take it out and be embarrassed. He shouted, "Here comes the sword!"

With a flash of light on his right hand, a cast-iron heavy sword appeared in his hand. He directly and suddenly raised it, narrowly blocking Lan Xun's shot.

Rao is like this, this shot also stabbed his blood surged, his whole body shook suddenly, and he took a step back uncontrollably. Surprised by the power of Lan Xun's gun, his footsteps simply retreated and stopped advancing.

"What if you block my shot, I'll see if you can block the second and third shots!" Lan Xun sneered, not caring about Lei Chen's defense. The spear made a graceful arc in the air, stabbing at the thunder dust again.

Lei Chen's body quickly retreated, and he didn't plan to hard-connect at all. The heavy sword weighing at least 100 catties in his hand was as light as rice paper in his hand, constantly flying up and down, blocking all Lan Xun's attacks.

Every time it passed, a heavy mark would be drawn on the cast iron heavy sword, which could not stop the edge of Lan Xun at all. However, in an instant, Lan Xun had already stabbed out hundreds of shots, stabbing the entire cast iron heavy sword with thousands of holes, and the blade was lost!

Despite this, Lei Chen's face did not have the slightest anxiety, but his movements became more and more calm. Lan Xun's eyes sank, although he seemed to suppress Lei Chen, he couldn't break through his defenses at all unless he completely cut that heavy sword!

Thinking of this, my heart became a little impatient. The shadow of the gun in his hand was faster, and the yuan force continued to surge out, and the shocking cast iron heavy sword "clank" burst out with the sound of gold and iron.

Lei Chen's footsteps kept retreating, although he had not yet reached the peak of the Flying Eagle Body, but combined with the rich killer experience in his previous life, he also had some understanding of footwork, and he was not messy in the face of a stormy attack. Looking at Lan Xun through the guns in the sky, I saw a touch of anxiety in his eyes.

"Are you finally starting to get impatient?"

Lei Chen retreated, and at the same time, he did not forget to make an elder posture, and pointed at Lan Xun: "As a martial artist, the most important thing is to be calm in the face of the enemy at any time, and not to be impatient. If you can't even stabilize your mentality, let alone step into a higher realm in the future, and then ......."

"Shut up!"

Although the other party was powerless to fight back, that kind of posture did make Lan Xun extremely unhappy. With a roar, the spear was raised high in its mouth and slammed into the thunder dust.

The cast iron heavy sword was unhurried, and this time it did feel even heavier. It can be seen that Lan Xun is indeed angry, and there is a little chaos in the dense and orderly marksmanship, even if it is just a little, it disrupts his technique.

"It's now!"

Lei Chen seized this opportunity, and extremely terrifying Yuan Force fluctuations burst out from his hand, all of which converged into the cast iron heavy sword. The momentum on the whole person skyrocketed, from the original ninth layer of qi gathering, directly climbed to the level of the Ning Yuan Realm!