Chapter 137: A Thousand Pounds

"Are you angry that I almost lost my body refining body?"

Gu Chen took out the old bottom in a hurry, if these things were in normal times, he would definitely not tell Jiu'er, after all, it was all over, and saying it would only make Jiu'er worry and uncomfortable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiu'er was shocked, and she didn't have time to be "jealous", so she asked out with a lot of worries: "When did it happen, Brother Chen, have you been injured, and how are you doing now?" Why are you always like this, every time you get yourself injured all over your body, didn't you promise me that you will be well?"

Speaking of this, tears appeared in Jiu'er's eyes, remembering that Gu Chen had cut countless big mouths on his chest for the purpose of condensing the Phoenix Golden Pill, and remembered that Gu Chen had said when he made an appointment with Wu Xiong on the Netherworld Stage, I am not as talented as you, and if I want to catch up with the progress of your promotion, in addition to working harder, I will inevitably take more risks, how sad this is!

Jiu'er thought of the thin figure in the Broken Soul Mountain Range who straightened her waist and blocked the air blade for her, causing a deep wound in her chest, the thin figure who rushed to the beast herd to rescue herself without hesitation when she was surrounded by vampire demon dogs, and the thin figure who faced Wu Xin and the blood demon...... In the face of all dangers, always choose to stand in front of your thin figure.

Jiu'er couldn't control her emotions anymore, she ran up and hugged Gu Chen, tears flowed down her little face to Gu Chen's clothes, a small hand clenched into a fist and kept beating Gu Chen's chest, crying: "Brother Chen, how can you be so irresponsible, you promised my mother to take good care of me." You're dead, what am I going to do?"

You are dead, what should I do? A few simple words, but Gu Chen's heart was unspeakably uncomfortable, there was self-blame, and he was deeply moved, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he hugged Jiu'er in his arms hard, Gu Chen whispered to Jiu'er's ear: "Brother Chen will never leave you alone."

Although the voice is light, a word weighs a thousand pounds, because this is a promise.

"Ahem...... cough" At this time, there was an interrupted cough next to him, and a deacon in charge of the lottery said politely to Gu Chen and Jiu'er: "Jiu'er, Gu Chen, it's time for the two of you to draw lots."

Jiu'er left Gu Chen's chest a little shyly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his little hands, and then broke into a smile, pulled Gu Chen and began to draw lots.

Gu Chen drew the eighty-eighth number this time, while Jiu'er was slightly ahead and drew the sixty-second number.

According to the referee's order, from the first to the tenth went down to the battle circle, and in the first game, a heavyweight appeared, Yan Xiu came to the seventh battle circle with a calm face, clasped his hands, and the long knife was tightly attached to his chest. As before, Yan Xiu didn't look ahead at all, his eyes were all fixed on his long knife.

In the first two rounds of the game, Yan Xiu only made one knife each time, which seemed to be a simple slash, but none of the two opponents in a row could defend him, and he was defeated with a knife, which made the audience marvel and had to sigh that the knife of the knife idiot and the knife of other people did not seem to be a weapon at all.

"Wow!" the crowd let out a cry of surprise.

Another heavyweight appeared, and Wu Fa walked off the high platform with an indifferent expression and walked towards the battle circle.

"Who is Wu Fa's opponent this time?" "No matter who it is, I can only consider myself unlucky when I meet him" "I'm curious that Wu Fa's opponent won't choose to admit defeat again this time!"

The eyes of the spectators were all focused on Wu Fa, following his body all the way forward, and finally, staying in the seventh battle circle.

"Phew!" someone made a strange noise, it couldn't be such a coincidence!

It turned out that it was such a coincidence, Wu Fa walked in front of Yan Xiu, stopped, and said calmly: "You, you can go out!"

A few simple words, but extremely domineering, as if in Wu Fa's heart, Yan Xiu is not even an opponent, this is a complete contempt.

Yan Xiu's eyes, which had never been raised before the battle, slowly moved upward, and then, a dazzling essence light erupted.

"Whew!" everyone exclaimed in disbelief, this is too coincidental! This is only the third round, and there is a wonderful "drama" of strong battles.

Now, there's something to see.

Gu Chen on the high platform also focused his eyes on the seventh battle circle, Qizong Dabi, his opponent was only one, Wu Fa. "I hope that Yan Xiu can force out some of Wu Fa's details" Gu Chen thought silently, but this possibility was very small, and Gu Chen didn't have much hope.

When the referee shouted the password for the start of the game, Yan Xiu, as usual, disregarded the etiquette at all, and drew the knife to slash, but this time it was different from the previous two times, Yan Xiu's face was very serious, much more serious than before, obviously, Wu Fa gave him a lot of pressure.

The same slash was slashed, but the speed of the cut was much faster than the previous two times, Yan Xiu, as if he had used all his strength, against Wu Fa, no one dared to leave his hand.

The trajectory of this knife seems to have been predestined, but it gives people the feeling of changing at any time, and the visual impact of this contradiction is extremely uncomfortable, and some disciples only feel better when they close their eyes.

This feeling Gu Chen is the most familiar, because his direct stab is similar to this knife, it is impossible to prevent it, Gu Chen is also a little curious, how did Wu Fa break this knife?

Wu Fa's response was simpler, more rude, and more domineering, he didn't care about Yan Xiu's knife at all, but directly drew his knife and slashed at Yan Xiu's neck, no matter how mysterious your knife is, what can I do? I can't prevent it, then I will exchange my injuries for injuries, and I will fight for my life.

The crowd watching the battle suddenly exclaimed, the fighting style of these two people is extremely barbaric, do they really dare to go all out and fight with their lives?

Wu Fa's actions gave the answer, and he dared, because his knife did not pause in the slightest, and not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

Yan Xiu's pupils shrank, but he had to send the arrow, retreating was defeat, facing the powerful Wu Fa, he only had a chance to slash, and if he missed this knife, he would no longer have the possibility of winning. Although from the very beginning, his win rate was extremely low.

Seeing that the two of them were about to slash each other's bodies, the female disciple who was a little less timid even blindfolded her eyes with her hands.

However, the expected bloody scene did not appear, because Wu Fa's knife stopped in front of Yan Xiu's neck, only a few hair's strands away, and Yan Xiu's knife also stopped above Wu Fa's head.

Before everyone could react, Wu Fa put away his knife and walked out of the battle circle directly and returned to the high platform.

"It's over?" the crowd asked, "and who wins?"

Yan Xiu, who was still in the battle circle, had a slightly darkened eye, and said thoughtlessly: "I thought I was the one who knew the most about swords, but it turned out that I was still far behind!" and then walked out of the battle circle in despair and left directly.

There are very few people who can understand among the disciples present, but Gu Chen is one of them, Yan Xiu is called a knife idiot, the knife is his life, it is his heart, Wu Fa's knife directly destroyed Yan Xiu's knife heart, if you can't get out of this level, I'm afraid Yan Xiu will be abolished in the future.

At the same time, Gu Chen's heart was slightly condensed, and Wu Fa's strength gave him a new level of understanding.

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