Chapter 31: The Seven Styles of Flowing Clouds
"You're not my enemy at all!" Li Changan said lightly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
But these faint words exploded in Zhao Yunlong's head like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
"No, it can't be, it can't be...... No! Zhao Yunlong held a halberd, like a madman, the golden crown that bound his hair had already been lost, his long hair was spread out, and his mouth roared angrily.
He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he was a genius on the first day of Lingdong City, even if he couldn't beat Wang Maoyu, who was a congenital master, it was impossible for him to even have a small acquired martial artist who could be suppressed and crushed at will.
This is unheard of in the martial arts rivers and lakes.
Li Chang'an, who was on the side, treated it indifferently.
It is true that he is not talking big, but his strength is like this, Zhao Yunlong is not his opponent at all, even if he fights against Wang Maoyu, he has never used his own trick to press the bottom of the box.
In front of Li Changan's pressure box, Li Changan carefully weighed the power of the two, but found that Zhao Yunlong couldn't even resist half of the power.
Even if it is an enemy of Yihe, it can be regarded as overestimating him, the first day of the dignified Lingdong City, the half-step innate master, Zhao Yunlong, who is only one step away from the innate nature, in front of his real strength, he can't even hold a move.
Li Changan doesn't like to talk big, maybe it's a habit he developed in front of Li Duan, or maybe he looks down on this practice in his heart.
"Impossible!" With the last roar, the entire Qinglou was completely silent, and even those martial artists made their faces clear.
Because, even if they looked down on Zhao Yunlong again, he was still the strongest person on the first day of Lingdong City, except for Lord Cheng Shou and the ancestor of the Zhao family.
And opposite him were two extremely powerful young powerhouses who claimed to be disciples of the grandmaster.
Although I have never seen the young man surnamed Li make a move, all kinds of things prove his strength and identity.
There are even many people who believe that they are really the disciples of the Grandmaster who came out to travel, and there are also many people who secretly sigh in their hearts that they are living to be dogs at this age.
Especially those few martial artists, although they are all acquired masters, they are all in their thirties and forties, but in terms of martial arts strength, they are far inferior to the three young people on the elegant seat.
Even if, two of unknown origins and one fiasco.
This is also the existence of their admiration.
The last roar also made Zhao Yunlong completely erupt, and the halberd in his hand pointed at Li Changan again, and from a distance of two zhang, he roared angrily: "Why are you? I was only in Lingdong City on the first day, and even the surrounding cities didn't know about me, what are you? ”
"Which corner pops out of it, and dares to call himself a disciple of the grandmaster? Why? ”
"Why, why can you Wang Maoyu crush me?"
"Why? Why do you, an acquired martial artist, dare to threaten that I am not an enemy of one move? ”
"Why?"
……
The roar of each sentence has three words, "Why?" ”
It stands to reason that Zhao Yunlong is just a disciple of a Chengchi family, and his current strength is also among the top masters in the rivers and lakes, except for those who are ignorant of the world.
But in this small green building, there are green buildings in almost every place, and even extremely ordinary green buildings.
But two people who claimed to be disciples of the grandmaster appeared, and their strength was even more able to crush him.
I have always thought that I am already a top master in the rivers and lakes, a genius I have not met in a century, and even the confidence that I can step into the realm of transformation before I get old, today, in this Qinglou, in this night that is extremely ordinary for many people.
It was shattered by two guys who came out of nowhere.
It's a broken mess.
No one in the Qinglou spoke.
Li Changan also lowered his eyebrows, not looking at the panting Zhao Yunlong.
Wang Maoyu's indifferent gaze was like a blade piercing Zhao Yunlong's body.
There's a saying.
There's too much information for me to accept......
"I'm going to challenge you." As soon as these words fell, the eyes of the entire Qinglou were cast on Zhao Yunlong, who was still panting.
Zhao Yunlong, a half-step innate genius who was actually able to compete with even the innate Xiaocheng, challenged an acquired consummate martial artist whose strength was lower than his.
Miss Su'er, the red-clothed woman in the attic not far away, took a sip of tea lightly, her breath was thick, and she chuckled lightly when she saw Li Changan, who did not have the slightest expression of surprise in the private seat, and Zhao Yunlong, who had long since lost the appearance of a handsome son when she first came in.
"This farce is really getting bigger and bigger, but ...... I like it. Calculate the time, the ancestor of the Zhao family and Zhang Chengshou are almost there......"
There was a hint of amusement in the crisp and pleasant sound of the spring water, but he sighed faintly: "The play is good, but unfortunately, time is running out." ”
……
The picture turned to Li Changan, still unmoved, with an unwavering appearance, like an old monk who had seen through the red dust, unfazed, as if even Zhao Yunlong's challenge had already been expected.
After a long time, he sighed faintly and said: "In this case, I can't shirk it, it's okay to meet your challenge, but is your internal strength enough?" ”
"Didn't you say I wasn't your enemy? So, let's settle the day! I still have the power of this blow. ”
Zhao Yunlong had already calmed down his breath, and he was slightly sober, and he knew that he was making a big fuss tonight, but there were no steps for him to go down, so he could only continue to walk hard.
And he also had a hint of luck, no matter what, Li Changan gave him the feeling that he had always been only acquired consummation, even if the aura was more stable and heavy than the ordinary acquired consummation, but if it was just like this, Li Changan was far from being Zhao Yunlong's opponent.
But is Li Changan really the only one?
The answer is clearly no.
The atmosphere became solemn again, and both of them held their familiar weapons, and the internal force in their bodies was constantly moving.
Li Changan used the "Xingzhou Sword" behind him this time, and he only needed a weapon to take advantage of this opponent who was bound to be defeated.
And Zhao Yunlong is naturally not a vegetarian.
The little internal strength left in his body is also slowly accumulating, ready to launch this blow that determines his prestige and wins or loses this martial fight.
Li Changan slowly pulled out the "Xingzhou Sword", held it in his right hand, and made a sword finger with his left hand, making a posture of facing the battle.
And Zhao Yunlong also clenched the halberd composed of the broken halberd with both hands, and the internal force slowly converged, ready to explode at any time.
Zhao Yunlong couldn't bear it anymore, his internal force swayed, a puff of dust was raised, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed up.
Li Changan had already made preparations, and the internal force burst out in an instant, and the momentum was not weaker than Zhao Yunlong's, and the internal force in his body was also surging wildly towards the meridians of his right hand.
The distance between the two zhang is not far away, and it is not short to say that it is not short, but between the strength of the two, it is only a blink of an eye, and the eyes of everyone in the audience are dazzling, and the weapons of the two are already a few feet away in the air.
At the same time, what happened in this small Qinglou also quickly spread to the ears of the dignitaries and nobles in the city, and many people hoped that both sides would lose the battle, but there were also a few people and family forces that were operating at this moment.
A black-robed old man jumped up from the Zhao family's mansion, attracting the attention of the Zhao family's masters, but the momentary vigilance turned into endless worship in an instant, and they all said loudly.
"Ancestor, the junior greets you."
The black-robed old man didn't respond at all, he immediately raised his internal strength, and jumped above the low buildings around him, and the target was the small green building.
And the castle guard mansion also broke out when he just received the news.
"What did you say?" Zhang Jincan looked at the young general who reported the whereabouts of Li Changan and Wang Maoyu in front of him in the study, but immediately ordered: "All the martial artists of the day after tomorrow, follow me!" ”
"Yes!"
……
Lingdong City, Nuoda, rioted overnight, but the reason for everything was only because of the three young heroes in the small green building.
In the final analysis, it was still the black-robed old man who was faster, but when he jumped in from the window on the second floor of the Qinglou, the two of them also happened to let out an angry roar.
"Piercing the !!"
"Liuyun Seven Style, the first type Wrong Cloud Sword."