Bald Pen Weng glanced coldly at the three of them, and a smile appeared on his face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" is elected, but there is an order of appearance. Which one will come out first? Have you agreed on it? If you agree on it together, let's pull it out first. Bald Pen Weng said with a smile.

"Why do you want us to show up first? This proposal was made by you, you should send a representative first, and then we will deal with it as appropriate, that's about it. Shangguan promoted the argument on the basis of reason.

Bald Pen Weng shook his head and vetoed, "In this case, our side will suffer too much." Although the old man is vulgar, he still knows a thing or two about the historical allusions of Tian Ji horse racing. Otherwise, in the first round, we will send people into battle first, you are free. In the second round, you send people to play first, and we are free. In the third round, there is only one person left, so it doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last, no one suffers. "Bald Bi Weng's suggestion is reasonable, and Shangguan Hongyang and Zuo Han can't object anymore, so they have to do it.

Bald Bi Weng and Wang Cheng muttered quietly for a while, and then asked Yuan Biaoshu for some advice. That Yuan Biaoshu was born tall and big, and his arms were obviously longer than ordinary people, and he was born to be a good sword player. Zuo Han stared at Yuan Biaoshu's wrist for a while, then turned his head and looked at Li Baihu, with a hesitant expression on his face, which made Li Baihu's heart furious. Zuo Han couldn't help but smile, "What's the panic? Li Baihu looked serious, and said with a long breath, "Having said that, I also think that it is good not to lose too much face." At this time, the bald pen Weng side has agreed on the order of appearance, and Wang Cheng, the representative of the first round, has stepped forward.

"I'll come. Zuo Han said loudly. Shangguan Hongyang was puzzled. Zuo Hansui explained, "This three battles, it is best to win, if you can't win, you must also save your own lives." Li Baihu's martial arts are low, if he is allowed to fight against Bald Pen Weng or Wang Cheng, the difference in strength between the two sides is huge, and he will definitely die. So I want him to play against Yuan Biaoshu, win or lose, and be safe. As for myself, because of the great consumption of true yuan, I am afraid that I can only look for opportunities in Wang Cheng, at least I have the confidence to retreat in front of Wang Cheng. Shangguan Hongyang said suddenly, "That's very good." I don't think that bald man has good intentions towards you, so it's better for me to deal with him. ”

Zuo Han then drew his long sword and stepped forward slowly. He first bent down and bowed to Wang Cheng, and said politely, "I have heard the prestige of the right envoy of the king for a long time, and I am deeply honored to have the opportunity to seek advice today." I also hope that the king's right envoy will not hesitate to give advice. Wang Cheng also humbly said, "Don't dare to be." The day before yesterday, I heard Komatsu Taro talk about it, and I was surprised to learn that Lord Zuo turned out to be the descendant of the former leader of the Left Alliance. Ling Zun was in charge of Wuyue back then, and it was really like a mountain, and he responded to every call. Lord Zuo has set foot in the rivers and lakes with the magic of 'Cold Ice True Qi', and over time, I believe that he will be able to come out of the blue. When everyone heard that Zuo Han was actually a descendant of Zuo Lengchan, they were all deeply surprised and discussed. And after Zuo Han heard these words, he was even more stunned for a while. His identity was originally only known to Shangguan Hongyang, but he didn't expect that the conversation between him and Shangguan Hongyang in the Drunken Immortal Building was overheard by Komatsu Taro. Now that Wang Cheng deliberately shook it out, in the future, on the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that everyone will know about it, and I don't know how much trouble it will bring to himself? Thinking of this, Zuo Han couldn't help but be angry in his heart. As everyone knows, the reason why Wang Cheng wanted to expose Zuo Han's privacy before the war was to make him become impetuous, and his spirit became depressed when he was caught off guard. Zuo Han really hit the plan. He shouted loudly, hurriedly took a few steps, and there was no order on his feet, but the long sword in his hand couldn't wait to slash at Wang Cheng's body.

At the Haoyijia Inn, Wang Cheng was cut off half of his left arm by Shangguan Yun, which greatly reduced his skills. In desperation, Wang Cheng had no choice but to hire a clever blacksmith afterwards and install an iron hand for himself, which was not modeled on life-size, but lengthened, about two inches longer than his right hand. In the past, he generally held a dagger in his right hand and launched the Mixed Yuan Divine Palm with his left hand. Now it has been completely changed, with the iron hand acting as a protection, and the right hand to launch the Mixed Yuan Divine Palm, after a period of repeated practice, the actual combat effect is not satisfactory. Right now, Wang Cheng saw Zuo Han attacking recklessly, and he was overjoyed, but his face was silent. He thought about making a few perfunctory moves first, and when he found Zuo Han's flaw, it would not be too late to kill him with another move. Soon, Wang Cheng found an opportunity. At this time, Wang Cheng's left iron hand cut upward, blocking the long sword in Zuo Han's hand, and pulling it away, and then the iron hand quickly moved forward, slamming it towards the position of Zuo Han's armpit, and at the same time, his right palm had launched the Mixed Yuan Divine Palm, constantly changing directions, pointing to Zuo Han's thighs, lower abdomen, and waist. If Zuo Han returns to the sword and slashes, there will be an iron hand to block it, otherwise, the iron hand will still attack without mentioning it, just a few directions of the Mixed Yuan Divine Palm can make it difficult for Zuo Han to parry. Of course, Zuo Han can also choose to go straight back, but in this way, he is bound to withdraw from the field, and the winning side of this round belongs to him Wang Cheng without a doubt.

In the middle of this moment, Zuo Han had already returned to the sword for protection, and the long sword and the iron hand collided, making a dang sound. But Zuo Han did not retreat because of this, and the long sword in his hand instead raised Wang Cheng's right shoulder. Wang Cheng smiled secretly in his heart, "What a fool, at this juncture, he still wants to pick up cheap." You know, my iron hand is about two inches longer than usual, and by the time you slash my shoulder, I'll have already punched you to the sky. While thinking, he accelerated his punch, and saw that the iron hand was getting closer and closer to Zuo Han's armpit, getting closer and closer, but Zuo Han didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but forced him over. Seeing that victory was in sight, Wang Cheng suddenly shivered, his face was as gray as ashes, but his body was still driven by inertia to pounce on Zuo Han's side.