(Recommended reading:?Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "What?" Angry, annoyed, or did I puncture the only bit of your self-esteem? ”

Zhu Heng's eyes were cracking, his robe was shaking, he shook wildly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Chen, I think you are impatient!" ”

Lu Chen shook his shoulders and laughed: "Hehe~~~"

The anger in Zhu Heng's heart could no longer be suppressed, and just when he was about to fight Lu Chen desperately, the referee of the No. 3 ring swept over with a cold gaze and fell on him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info said sharply: "Zhu Heng, what do you want to do?" ”

Under the power of the Ning Dan realm, Zhu Heng was poured from his head as if he had been poured a bucket of ice water, and the qi wave that was already in a boiling state was dispersed on the spot, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "The disciple is just warming up for the upcoming competition." ”

"It's better not to mess around, otherwise you will be expelled directly!" Referee No. 3 looked back.

The hot sweat on Zhu Heng's head flowed down drop by drop, he glanced at Lu Chen with deep eyes, and said hatefully: "This time, even if you go far, after the competition starts, it will definitely not make you look good." ”

Lu Chen said indifferently: "I'm afraid you won't come." ”

The anger in Zhu Heng's heart boiled again, and finally under the power of the referee, he suppressed the anger, and snorted heavily, lest his heart continue to suffer, this guy moved his feet and walked to the side.

At this time, the ring competition had begun, and the No. 3 referee said in a deep voice: "Thirty-one, and forty, come up!" The first one, it's you! ”

Lu Chen was No. 31, hearing this, his body vibrated and landed in the ring, his eyes fell on the No. 40 cultivator.

This cultivator of the fortyth was a cultivator who had risen from the miscellaneous area. Although he had seen Lu Chen's means of defeating Dong Ming, after all, his understanding of Lu Chen was almost nothing, his eyebrows were raised, his body was already shaking, and an extraordinarily fierce sword light shot out from his body: "Lu Chen, give me down!" ”

Lu Chen stepped forward and hit with a punch! The terrifying fist wind blew up fiercely, and the sword light of the No. 40 cultivator had not yet bloomed, and it had already been shattered by Lu Chen's punch.

The whole person staggered for a while, fell directly from the ring, and failed to make a move, and was already defeated.

The expressions of the other cultivators in the third ring all changed.

The fat on Zhu Heng's face kept beating, stalking his neck strongly, and said hatefully: "This guy is still so domineering, but I am not the same person I am today, I am not afraid of him!" Yes, I'm not afraid of him! ”

At this time, it was his turn to appear! As soon as he appeared on the stage, in order to strengthen his courage, Zhu Heng roared wildly, like a moving mountain, crushing towards the cultivators in front of him.

The cultivator opposite Zhu Heng was trembling with fright, and instinctively raised his arms and stood sideways in front of him! It's just that compared with Zhu Heng's cultivation, it's not a little weaker, boom, there is no accident, this person can't see his face, and he was knocked out of the ring by Zhu Heng.

Defeating the opponent, Zhu Heng raised his chin and looked at Lu Chen with an almost contemptuous gaze.

He wanted to see the horror from Lu Chen, who would have thought that this guy, his expression was cold, and he didn't even look at himself! The anger in Zhu Heng's heart erupted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, if Zhu doesn't leave you a profound lesson, I won't be surnamed Zhu!" ”

Immediately after, the battle in the No. 3 ring continued.

The roaring breath, the outbursts one after another, the cultivators, trying their best to show themselves, some people advance, and naturally some people lose.

However, a quarter of an hour later, the five finalists in the No. 3 ring were decided. Referee No. 3 said: "Because there are five people in the second round of this ring, there will be a bye in this round!" There are five Yuan Talismans here, four of which are marked and one is nothing, so cultivators who are drawn without a mark will get a bye! ”

Boom, five yuan talismans, flew out of the hand of the third referee.

The eyes of all the cultivators widened, and they rushed forward, four of them were snatched by Zhu Heng and the other four people, and the remaining one, no one grabbed it, and it fell into Lu Chen's hands.

Zhu Heng and the others couldn't wait to take apart the Yuan Fu they had grabbed: "No. 1!" "Damn it, number two!!" "Why are there labels?" Coincidentally, the four of them all won the numbered talisman, and the remaining one, no need to guess, is all unmarked talisman.

Lu Chen smiled slightly: "Thank you!" ”

Zhu Heng's expression was gloomy: "What are you proud of!" So the battle continued, and in the end, in the second round of the No. 3 ring, Zhu Heng and another cultivator advanced one after another.

At this time, the No. 3 referee smiled: "The old rule, the word bye is promoted, and the wordless competition is high!" "Boom, raging qi fluctuations, soared out of his body, and three yuan talismans blasted out! This time, Zhu Heng and the other two cultivators both hesitated.

Lu Chen smiled slightly: "Since you don't come, I'll come!" "Grab a rotating talisman and open it in front of these two people! A handwritten one, presented.

Zhu Heng's eyes widened again, a breath of turbid air erupted from his mouth, and he helplessly grabbed a yuan rune, no accident, this yuan rune has no words! The other cultivator could only grasp the remaining Yuan Fu, still without a word.

Seeing this, Zhu Heng couldn't help but complain: "Your guy's luck is really good!" ”

Lu Chen spread his hands, made a very innocent expression, and said, "Luck is also a reflection of strength, isn't it?" ”

Zhu Heng snorted heavily, his eyes fell on the opponent deeply, and he roared angrily: "What are you waiting for!" The anger that burst out of his mouth poured out towards the cultivator opposite.

This cultivator, where did he not understand that he had become Zhu Heng's punching bag, although he really wanted to compete, but because of the terrifying aura that erupted from Zhu Heng's body, without waiting for Zhu Heng to rush up, he jumped out of the ring with a swish, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Zhu is strong, and I think I am invincible, so I won't fight."

Bang! The power that shot out of Zhu Heng's body fell on the ring, and the part that was hit, the starfire jumped and shook violently.

Zhu Heng stared at the retreating cultivator gloomily, gritted his teeth and said, "It's your kid acquaintance!" However, the wave of qi that erupted from his body was not trivial, and he was full of anger, and there was nowhere to vent, so that his face was already scarlet, and his cold gaze fell on Lu Chen, and he roared: "We are left now, what are you waiting for?" ”

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