When they felt embarrassed in Wang Teng, the whole venue was in chaos, and many people shouted, "Gao!" Taking advantage of the chaos, the five people also breathed a sigh of relief and used this to hide their embarrassment. They ran to the front and looked up. A tall man named Benjamin Kirkby said the man was 2.5 meters tall. To this day, Wang Teng has discovered that rumors are not all credible.

In the center of the auditorium there is a platform one meter above the ground. There is a jade pillar at each of the four corners of the platform. The length and width of the high platform is about the same as that of the tournament platform. At this time, the tall man stood in the middle of the high platform. With the help of the height of the high platform, Wang Teng and his colleagues are looking up at the high platform. According to rough estimates, the tall one is more than 2.5 meters tall and resembles a small giant. The facial features are very large, with large ears and large hands. They were dressed in leather armor and carried a large knife behind their backs. The sword's head is almost half a meter higher than the tall one, and it looks almost as tall as the others.

"Opposite the Xingmin Party, come up!" the tall man's voice was thunderous, and his fingers poked Wang Teng and them standing here like rolling pins. "Well, what is this?" asked Ariel, with a slight frown, confused. Wang Teng began to roll up his sleeves and said, "He's challenging us." This is the club's rule for recruiting new members. Associations are free to challenge each other. However, only tactics can be used, not quarrels or magic. Don't worry. ”

"I didn't expect the real Lin Yifu to be so impatient and send someone out directly." Han Xiao shook his head on the side and said: Wang Teng's swordsmanship will not be broken even in the battle with the gods. In addition, the tall man, therefore, could not see any concern on his face.

"Big brother, I'm leaving. I love this physique. Ye Wenhao squeezed his fist with a "gaba" sound, looked at the high table with a smile and said. "No, I'll go. We majored in kendo. We must rely on the sword to defeat him. You can't use a sword. I'll come this time. Wang Teng refused. His sleeves rolled up to his forearms. The dragon tattoo on his forearm is really shiny. This is the sign of his entry into the army.

Tattoos were popular among the armies of the Xianglong Empire. In addition to the fact that everyone likes to have tattoos all over their bodies, the more famous armies also have their own unique tattoos, such as the black dragon tattoo on Wang Teng's arm, which is the standard tattoo of the Northeast Dragon Clan. Ye Wenhao and Yi Shuihan have the same tattoo in the same location.

"Lin Jing, sword!" Wang Teng tucked his long hair behind his head, pulled a rope out of the crook of his arm, knotted it gently, and stretched out his hand to shout. Lin Jing squeezed out from the side and handed Wang Teng a three-foot-long sword that had not yet covered the sky.

As the saying goes, people have three urgent needs, and the real wooden Yoshio is no exception. When he came back from soaking in the pee, his eyeballs almost fell off. Hideo Solid asked the people in his neighborhood blankly, "Why did that tall man go to the high platform, what did he do?" and a man next to him came back: "The short man told him to go up and said you wanted a colonel." Kazuo Masaki's eyebrows immediately raised, and he said angrily, "Where is the dwarf?"

The respondent pointed at it on tiptoe and said, "How about that?" Yoshio Masaki looked at it with his fingers, panting. The dwarf stood next to the high platform and looked excitedly at Wang Teng in the stands opposite. He looked at that expression, and he was very excited.

"I am the leader of the Xingmin Party, my dear friend, haven't you consulted yet?" Wang Teng raised his sword and raised fuel on the high platform. Then he put his foot on the ground. The whole person immediately jumped up and floated to the high platform like a kite.

The quarrel has reached the realm of battle god energy flying in the air, Wang Teng's skills are extraordinary, which attracted a breath from everyone in Qi Qi, and knowledgeable people know that Wang Teng can't get out of this way, but throughout the ages, he is really alone in jumping with such a personable demeanor.

However, in the eyes of these average fourth- and fifth-grade freshmen, Wang Teng's jump was absolutely shocking. Feet landed gently, Wang Teng turned one hand slightly, close to the scabbard beside him, a drifting long nail was behind his back, and the black hair was curled in a leap because it was already shuanggui, unlike ordinary people.

"Next Benjamin, I heard that you are a newly formed kendo club. I want to ask for advice and draw your sword~!" Benjamin haughtily hugged his arm and said to heaven through his nostrils. "Well, tall man, I have admired your name for a long time, but, don't you know that this club plays ball, but it is just a competition and not fighting, don't you know how to draw a sword?

However, under the laughter of "Woo", most of the laughter was female, and the boys looked nervously and excitedly at Wang Teng and Gao on the stage, one is the only son of the famous Dragon Family in Chinese mainland, and the other is the thirteenth Taibao of the Holy Courtyard with a shocking voice, these two people, whether they are good or bad, it is really difficult to say.

"Big brother, what is this, what are you going to do with him? If I were you, I would do it with my heart. Ye Wenhao Hengchi Hengchi said. Yi Shui glanced at him and said, "What do you know? This is called demeanor. Do you know what demeanor is?" Ye Wenhao flattened his mouth disdainfully, "Manners are useless. Does the demeanor scare the cargo?"

Ya'er grabbed Ye Wenhao's ear and said, "You son of a bitch, you even dare to talk to your eldest brother." Ye Wenhao immediately softened and begged for mercy: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, be gentle, I will speak freely." Ariel twisted it vigorously and called it a "big mouth" Ye Wenhao covered his red ears, and he didn't dare to reply aggrievedly, so he had to look ahead.

The tall nerves were even bigger, and he didn't hear Wang Teng's sarcasm, and still said proudly: "Playing with you, I don't have to draw my sword." "Oh, yes, then I can start~!" Wang Teng raised his sword and slashed across his chest and said slowly.

"Say it!" Benjamin tapped his chest muscles. "Wear ~!" He only felt the light flashing in front of him. With the shout of the voice, a chill hit his lower abdomen. Benjamin still waited triumphantly. Unexpectedly, Wang Teng opened the game directly. With a "bell", a giant sword slashed in front of Benjamin, and Wang Teng's stamp blocked the plate.

Wang Teng's eyes narrowed slightly. Although Benjamin is arrogant, judging by the speed with which he draws his sword, he does have the capital of arrogance. "Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, sickness!" Wang Teng spat out words like beads, and each word would immediately stab 18 swords, between lightning and thunder stones. After reading these five words, 90 swords will be stabbed to death. The speed of the fast sword technique is too fast to be seen, and the gorgeous sword moves are dazzling.

Benjamin is holding a greatsword. From start to finish, he made several moves, including an upblock, a downcut, a left block, a right push, and Wang Teng's fast sword. He didn't give him a chance to return the sword. Benjamin was dumbfounded, and was forced to take a dozen steps by Wang Teng in a confused way. He gave up his place in the centre of the pitch. Wang Teng held the strange sword in his hand and stared at Benjamin with a frosty face.

"What sword do you have?!" Benjamin asked in a low voice. Wang Teng's lips pursed slightly: "A sword in a panic!" "whoosh", the body suddenly moved forward, it was a fast stab, Benjamin was blindfolded by Wang Teng before, and now he is relieved, how can he be willing to wait to be beaten, the big sword in his hand, as soon as he slashed it hard, "Huo", the sword moved with the wind, the air was instantly compressed, Wang Teng stabbed the sword quickly, and suddenly slowed down.

"Get up~!" Benjamin shouted, and the greatsword was raised. With a "bang", he saw his two-meter-long blade hit Wang Teng's sword. The length of the arm and the length of the sword, Benjamin's two-handed sword dance "whirring", Wang Teng can no longer get close, the sword is a short weapon, and now, Benjamin's giant sword, directly used as a long weapon, weapon confrontation, as the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.

Benjamin's giant sword danced, it turned out to be out of the sword shadow circle, the sword shadow was a trap and a circle, it turned out that Benjamin's body was covered inside, Wang Teng is sword is fast and there is no way, Benjamin's sword circle is a phantom formed by a giant sword dancing at high speed, you look like a shadow, but once you encounter it, it is the real sword.

Slowly measuring the pace, Wang Teng held the sword, and slowly walked around the sword circle for half a circle, during which he also tried to make contact, but the strength of the sword circle is comparable to a thousand catties of huge strength, fighting strength, Wang Teng is naturally stable and has drawbacks.

"Alas, the eldest brother seems to be confused. Ye Wenhao watched quietly for a while, but he couldn't help but say, his hands still covering his ears. "Big Brother will definitely win. Wait and see. Yi Shuihan replied lightly. "Blade Storm~!Jamie, what is this?This is not a precursor to Blade Storm~!" Kazuo Maki stared at the boss with his eyes, Benjamin actually took out his housekeeping skills directly, is Wang Teng so powerful on this stage?

The "whooshing" wind whipped up from all directions. Its destination is Benjamin's Circle of Words. Wang Teng frowned and looked at the surface of the table. Suddenly, he was shocked: "Does he want to turn around?" As soon as this idea came out, the sword circle where Benjamin was originally standing slowly moved from its original place, slowly, slowly, mixed with the wind and the high-speed friction of the sword blade The air screamed, and the momentum was very amazing.

"Hmph, if you turn me around, I'll see who spins faster. Wang Teng's wrist flicked, and he instantly picked out a few sword flowers, and the sword "Qiuqiu" in his hand danced, the speed became faster and faster, and gradually, the onlookers only saw that Wang Teng's whole body also appeared a cloud of sword shadows, but his sword circle was better than Benjamin's sword circle, which was the difference between quail eggs and ostrich eggs.

"Turn around~!" Wang Teng took a deep breath, his heels moved quickly, and the whole person spun up, Wang Teng turned late, but the speed was very fast, and in an instant, he walked towards Benjamin's sword circle, which was still slowly starting.

There was a loud bang, followed by the melodious sound of gold and iron, and the two sword circles rolled together, and after a chaotic sound, the two sword groups pointed out that the ground of the tower was covered with knife marks.