Chapter Eighty-Three: Li Dazhuan
In the center of the Zhongzhou continent, before the Tang Han City Palace, on a square that is not many times larger than the Shaxiang King Palace Square, there are more than 10,000 rings placed large and small, and each ring is surrounded by a crowd of people, the scene is grand, rare in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
And today is the big day of Tang Hancheng, and it is also the big day of Zhongzhou Jianghu martial arts, and today the strongest fifteen people will be selected to represent the entire Zhongzhou martial arts to participate in the big martial arts qualifying competition.
Zhongzhou Haojie has already come to Tang Han City, ready to show his skills in this selection, martial arts masters with various purposes such as making a fortune and becoming famous, will appear in this Tang Han City, such a grand occasion, it will take 20 years to see.
The registration has long ended, and some of the rings have already started the competition, with the shouts and cheers around the ring, one after another the participants either won, or begged for mercy, or were thrown out of the ring, wave after wave of competition, pushing the atmosphere to a frenzy.
In this atmosphere, whether you are thinking about the point before the competition, or you are going all out, you will unconsciously use your strongest strength.
Xiaochen was fighting with his opponent in a ring at the moment, Huang Cheng couldn't say it, but at this time, he was also standing under the ring with a veil and looking at Xiaochen.
Xiaochen's opponent was a gloomy man, standing opposite Xiaochen, panting a little, he didn't expect that at the beginning, he used the grappling method he was good at sticking to Xiaochen to fight, and later it turned out that he couldn't hurt Xiaochen for half a point, but he had to be careful to dodge Xiaochen's every attack at all times, and when he began to be accidentally punched by Xiaochen to the ribs, he faintly felt that his ribs had cracked under the unloading skills he was good at.
Speaking of the game, Xiaochen is also quite aggrieved, he has a divine power, but he can't take down a mortal in a short time, just because he has the feeling of being used in the empty space every time he has great power, but the mortal in front of him, his combat skills are extremely superb, and he can always avoid his own attack and attack himself, although it is not itchy or painful, but the psychology is really unhappy, at this moment Xiaochen has the urge to kill the opponent with a palm thunder.
"I can't stand it." Xiaochen roared, raised his right hand and pointed to the sky, his whole body was surrounded by blue light, and this light on his right hand was condensed like an entity, it turned out that Xiaochen was going to use the Shura Blood Claw.
Kicking the ground violently, Xiaochen jumped seven or eight feet high, turned over in the air, and slammed down with his right hand downward, like a meteor.
"Finally can't help it, hehe." The man in the ring laughed evilly, and his body began to writhe, not knowing how to prepare to take it.
With a loud bang, the ring of Xiaochen's competition turned up dust, and every onlooker could see what was happening in the dust.
The crowd of onlookers coughed, and when the dust settled, they found that there was no ring in front of them, only a wooden stake standing on the field, and it was Xiaochen standing on it, while his opponent was sitting on the ground, staring at his mouth and trembling his legs.
Others didn't know, but Huang Cheng clearly knew what had just happened, she held her forehead and sighed: "It's really going to mess around." ā
As the referee announced that Xiaochen had won, the crowd dispersed one after another, and went to watch the game elsewhere, Xiaochen jumped off the stake and walked to Huang Cheng's side, and said proudly: "Handsome." ā
Just now, Xiaochen condensed the true yuan and smashed it from the air in his hand, the target was not his opponent, but the entire ring, otherwise he was not a mortal by this blow, even if he was also a monk who practiced qi, there was only one way to be seriously injured, under Xiaochen's blow, the entire ring was shaken into wood chips, and the one under his feet was deliberately left by him to play handsome.
In the subsequent game, no matter what opponent Xiaochen encountered, he was very uncomfortable, for the same reason, although these opponents were mortals, but all kinds of combat skills were very exquisite, and the more he went to the later games, the more so, if it weren't for Xiaochen's reliance on the Qing Nether Spirit Body, he would have been torn apart many times, Rao is so, every game, Xiaochen looks very embarrassed.
However, these beatings are not in vain, Xiaochen gradually figured out his own way of fighting, and strive to recruit in the move, leaving no spare strength to defend, this way is not to rely on a strong physique to bully mortals to come up with, Xiaochen at the moment to cultivate the soul refining body can be able to get started, coupled with the transformation of the Qingying aura, the strength of the body has reached an extremely strong level, if the cultivation increases in the future, the art of refining the body is completed, then using this method to fight, I am afraid it will be a nightmare for almost all the people.
With one game after another, Xiaochen's moves have changed again and again, and they already have a subtle taste, seeing that it is the final of thirty into fifteen, Xiaochen stood under the stage, a little excited, these world's first-class masters, what exquisite moves should there be.
"Ring 13, contestants prepare, Yu Hua, Li Dazhuo." After the referee read out the names of the contestants, he couldn't help but twitch his face, he couldn't imagine that among the thirty most outstanding people in the land of Zhongzhou, there would be a name that he had never heard of, and the person who called Li Dazhuan such a leopard name, the people in the audience also had a discussion after hearing it, which was nothing more than mocking this person for not having a good taste.
"That's a dirty name." Huang Cheng didn't expect that among these outstanding people in the mortal world, there would be someone with such a name.
But when he saw Xiaochen beside him silently walking to the ring, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and finally laughed.
Not only Huang Cheng, but many people in the audience laughed, they had seen Xiaochen's game before, but they didn't register their names in the previous games, only remembered their numbers, so they didn't recognize Xiaochen until Xiaochen came on the field at this time.
"It turns out that his name is Li Dazhuo."
"Hahahaha...... It turned out to be him. ā
"I can't stand it anymore."
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This has caused a sensation comparable to the finals before it has even started, and Xiaochen will be remembered by the people of Tang Hancheng no matter whether he wins or loses.
"It's game on."
The contestant named Yu Hua is a middle-aged man with his eyes closed, known as "blind man with fast legs", and he won this title, which shows that he is blind and famous for his legs.
"The name is very raw, I heard that you are less than thirty years old, and you can come here, it is really terrifying." Yu Hua hugged his fists and saluted, and did not laugh at Xiaochen's name like others.
"It's easy to say, I'll say this to you, and the master will be light in a while." Xiaochen didn't care if Yu Hua could see it or not, and also hugged his fists and said.
"Thank you in advance, please." Yu Hua was not angry and said slowly.
"It's better for you to ask first, as soon as I make a move, you won't have anything to do." Xiaochen just wanted to learn the subtle skills of various martial arts, so he naturally didn't want to do it first.
If it weren't for the fact that many people had seen Xiaochen's battle before, although they were embarrassed, they could always defeat their opponents, and they would have scolded below.
Yu Hua didn't talk nonsense, kicked his feet, leaving an afterimage on the ground, and the kick seemed to appear in front of Xiaochen's eyes in an instant.
If it was Xiaochen a few days ago, this kick would definitely have to raise his face, but after being beaten for a few days, Xiaochen would not have any way to deal with it.
He knew very well that if he dodged this kick, the successive attacks would be attacked, and he would still be embarrassed at that time, so he stepped forward with his left hand and a straight punch with his right hand, intending to catch this kick with one hand and fly the enemy with the other.
If you change anyone, this move is undoubtedly looking for death, and the trick used by Yu Hua, who has been famous for a long time, is shadowless, even if even the leader of the Great Martial Arts Alliance, Ximen Wangyue, can only defend with all his strength, or avoid it.
Seeing Xiaochen's move, Yu Hua sneered at the corner of his mouth, and added three points to his footstrength, in his opinion, Xiaochen must be seriously injured when he breaks his arm, and this game is a foregone conclusion.
The strong wind blew on his face, Yu Hua's face hurt, and there were tears in his eyes, everyone in the audience was stunned, the picture was frozen in the previous moment, Yu Hua kicked Xiaochen's left hand with all his strength, the imaginary fractured tendon did not appear, and the young man named Li Dazhuan did not appear, but Yu Hua maintained a kicking posture and fixed it in the air, and Xiaochen's right fist almost stuck on his face.
"It's boring." As Yu Hua admitted defeat, Xiaochen walked out of the ring, this was not the result he wanted, but he couldn't really let Yu Hua really kick in the face, so it could only be so, he didn't attack, even if he was sure not to hurt Yu Hua, because he felt bored.
"Li Dazhuan wins, tomorrow at noon, participate in the brawl ranking." As the referee shouted loudly, today's game was over.