Huo Shang's voice landed, and no one in the square made a sound, as if waiting for something.

After a moment of silence, a figure strode up to the high platform, step by step, and the sound of footsteps seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

The young man was dressed in a simple samurai uniform, and his long hair was tied behind his head with a golden headband, but he was in his thirties, and his momentum was restrained and unfathomable.

Pei Qingzhu was beside Lin Ruochen, and whispered to him to introduce the rules of grabbing popularity, and when he saw this young man, he couldn't help but stop his voice, and his eyes flashed!

As if feeling Pei Qingzhu's gaze, the young man turned around, nodded slightly, walked to the first jade chair, did not ask for the opinions of others at all, reached out and picked up the red silk on the chair, wrapped it around his wrist, and sat down slowly.

Huo Shang behind him, his eyelids jumped, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't speak.

"This is the Heavenly Soul, known as the number one master in the ancient martial arts. You'd better not be his enemy for the time being. Pei Qingzhu's voice was soft, but Lin Ruochen heard her vigilance for the first time.

The Heavenly Soul sat firmly on the jade chair, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't move again.

After a few moments, there was a whisper in the square.

A martial artist next to him shouted a roll call: "The first seat has been decided, Qiantianmen, Heavenly Soul!" ”

That's the real power! Even if it was a gathering of all the Heavenly Pride of the Guwu Clan, the Heavenly Soul had never played, and no one dared to move lightly!

Later, in the square, surrounded by many young people, another young man stood up.

Short hair, well-proportioned figure, tiger eagle star, before going on stage, coldly glanced at the many martial artists in the audience, lightly jumped up, flew onto the stage, and walked straight to the second jade chair.

Reaching out to pick up the red silk, he slowed down for a moment, and his eyes fell on the Heavenly Soul sitting on the first chair. Seeing that the Heavenly Soul did not react, he also slowly wrapped the red silk around his left wrist.

"The second seat has been decided, Yunlong Martial Arts Hall, Yunchengshu!"

Lin Ruochen frowned slightly in the audience, he was also a martial artist of Hua Tianguo, and the name of Yun Chengshu was naturally familiar to Lin Ruochen. Back then, in the Northern Capital, those who could be as famous as Hua Qingshan must not be mortals. But whether it is Long Ruoshui or Yu Shuanglong, the evaluation of Yun Chengshu is not high.

Gongsun Mingyan even said that the mad king of the northern capital once said that this cloud becomes a tree, killing and cutting into the body, one day, it will cause trouble to the entire Huatian Kingdom!

He doesn't want to have anything to do with such people, because they are not people on the same path at all!

In the next three seats, no one raised any objections, and they were seated one after another.

"The third seat has been decided, Genshan Gate, there are no peaks in the mountain!"

"The fourth seat has been decided, Thunder Gate, Thunder Shuang!"

"The fifth seat has been decided, leave the fire gate, Huozhang!"

Among the eight seats, the first five seats are all disciples of the inner eight sects, and they are all well-deserved, and no one dares to raise objections! The majesty of the inner eight gates can be seen in the Guwu clan.

There were only three seats left, and the atmosphere in the square began to become solemn, and the competition between different forces really began.

Almost at the same time, five or six martial artists, each of whom got up and walked to the high platform!

Lin Ruochen's eyes also began to rise with fighting intent.

Walking in the forefront, it is the Fenglu Mountain of Wolong Mountain! Feng Lushan stepped onto the stage, and in front of the sixth jade chair, he turned around and stood still, and his whole body rose to the sky.

"Wolong Mountain, Fenglu Mountain asks for a seat."

"Wolong Mountain is not my Guwu sixty-four gates, and it is not worthy of the gold medal, I want to grab the red and fight on stage!" On the martial arts platform next to the high platform, a cold voice sounded, and a big man pointed to Fenglu Mountain from afar.

"Feng Gongzi, Fenghuomen Ma Buting proposed a martial arts competition, can you fight?" The martial artist who presided over the sitting on one side, after the roll call, asked Feng Lushan.

"Fight!"

Feng Lushan smiled lightly, as if he already knew the result, walked straight to the side of the stage, rose into the air, turned over beautifully in the air, and stepped on the stage with both feet!

The first battle of this year's red grab! The martial artists who got up all retreated to their original places, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

"Are you going to go on stage?" Pei Qingzhu felt Lin Ruochen's fighting intent and asked softly.

"What awaits me will be a series of bloody battles. It's not too late to wait for the last table. Lin Ruochen didn't get up, but took off the sheath of the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife and placed it on his lap.

On the stage, a gong sounded, and the audience boiled. The King of Fighters, in the past twenty years, the pressure on Bagua City can be imagined, and today is the first real shot!

On Feng Lushan's hands, he had already put on the Mithril silk gloves, coldly glanced at Ma Buting opposite, and said in a deep voice: "I am the King of Fighters, and I am also a Guwu clan, and it is my duty to serve the new king. If you crush me with the rules of the sixty-four gates, I will kill you!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands!"

Ma Buting made a mistake with both palms, got up and approached, drew an arc with his front hand, and quickly slashed towards the face door of Fenglu Mountain, and his back hand went down, but pressed towards his lower abdomen!

The hands are slow and fast, and the rhythm is weird, just like the unique technique of the wind and fire gate, the wind and fire double frame!

When Lin Ruochen first entered the ancient martial arts world, he fought with Fan Huachang, the core disciple of the Wind and Fire Gate, and learned the power of the Wind and Fire Twin Frame. This Ma Buting came out, and it was more powerful than Fan Huachang's day. Before his hands were in his body, two whirlpools had faintly appeared in the air, pulling the sound of the wind and letting out a scream.

Feng Lushan kicked forward, his arms staggered up and down, one point outward, accurately blocked the two hand knives, and did not give Ma Buting time to convert at all, his feet collapsed, and his fists struck out in a row!

With a start, you can distinguish the high and low, and the speed of sealing Lushan is far above the Mabu Pavilion.

Ma Buting was knocked in both arms, and before he had time to perform the follow-up moves, he felt a huge kick under his feet, and he lost sensation in his right ankle!

Feng Lushan punched seven times in a row, and his fist smashed into his chest, and he didn't even have a chance to block!

Feng Lushan finished fighting a set of seven-star potentials, turned back, and didn't look at him again, murderous aura erupted in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "The King of Fighters, ask for a seat, who else has any objections?" ”

The cheers fell to the ground, and Ma Buting's body fell on his back, blood spurted out of his mouth and the sky, and he was already out of life!

One breath, seven punches at the start, and killed Ma Buting, a genius of the Wind and Fire Gate who had already stepped into the transformation of strength!

Fenglu Mountain was domineering and invited to fight, the audience was noisy, Lin Ruochen held the right hand of the dragon slayer, and the green tendons burst out!

Compared with more than half a month ago, Feng Lushan's fist is a little more brave and fearless, and his strength is at least more than three percent stronger.

Taizu Changquan is a boxing method inherited in the army, and the original intention is to fight on the battlefield and be brave and diligent. Although he is known for his backward stance, it is the fearlessness of the desperate counterattack!

Fenglu Mountain's Taizu Changquan, after the last baptism of life and death, has entered the hall and truly understood the true meaning.

Several martial artists in the audience who had just gotten up, seeing that Feng Lushan was so powerful, and thinking about the name of the King of Fighters, no one dared to challenge on stage again.

In the crowd, a burly man had just gotten up, and Yun Chengshu on the second chair on the stage shook his head slightly, and the big man sat down again.

"The sixth seat has been decided, Wolong Mountain, Fenglu Mountain!"

Seeing that no one came to the stage again, Feng Lushan snorted coldly, turned over and jumped back to the high platform, and wrapped the sixth red silk around his wrist.

"The seventh seat has been decided, intercept the pulse gate, Sun Huabei!"

Immediately after, after three bloody battles, a young man with a gloomy face, with a knife wound on his left shoulder, sat on the seventh jade chair.

Leaving only one seat, Lin Ruochen stood up, pressed the tension spring, slashed the dragon out of the sheath, and walked straight to the martial arts stage!

"Dark Dragon Martial Arts Hall, Lin Ruochen, asked for the last seat. If there are dissenters, come to war! ”

There was a buzz from the audience, and everyone's eyes turned to Lin Ruochen.

"This is the martial artist chosen by the royal family? I heard that it's not from our Guwu clan. ”

"Half a month ago, he was seriously injured under Feng Lushan's men, and now he dares to come to the stage to grab the red?"

"Even if you have this guts, you can't be weak. I see, this Lin Ruochen has two brushes. ”

"Nonsense! How can a person who can walk with the Blue Devil be a person who does nothing? ”

In the midst of the discussion in the audience, the burly young man who had stood up had just won the victory of Fenglushan finally stepped forward, causing an uproar in the audience!

"The Di Zhongshan of Kundimen has not yet come to power? How is this possible? This is specially waiting for this kid, right? ”

Only now, people have discovered that this person who is walking in front of the martial arts stage is the master of Kundimen's chemical strength, Di Zhongshan!

In terms of personal strength, even if they are locked in the seats, Lei Shuang, Shan Wufeng, Huozhang, and several masters in the eight inner sects dare not say that they can suppress Di Zhongshan.

Di Zhongshan has strong skills, and his strength is superior to that of the ancient martial arts, even if he is slightly behind in the secret method of the unity of heaven and man, he is definitely a first-class master, when he faced Fenglu Mountain, he once wanted to fight on the stage, but was stopped by Yun Chengshu, unexpectedly, it was to snipe Lin Ruochen at this last level!

"You're not from my Guwu clan at all, I don't know how you got the place on the Heavenly List, but that's not important. Since you are on this red platform today, I will sweep away this accident with my own hands! I have a place for you. ”

Di Zhongshan smiled senran, and a big stick pointed diagonally at Lin Ruochen.

"If I don't play, will you wait for me offstage?" Lin Ruochen smiled and asked.

Although he didn't know the identity of Di Zhongshan, as long as Lin Ruochen could feel it, that oppressive power! Will such a master wait until now to play? Presumably just to wait for him.

Regardless of the gold medal or silver medal, he will wait until Lin Ruochen comes to power and take advantage of the situation to kill him!

On the red stage, it is above board, presumably even if the royal family is unhappy, they can't say anything!

"Not bad! I'm just waiting for you. You can't escape. Di Zhongshan didn't bother to hide it, and promised cleanly.

"Good! It seems that the decision of the royal family is nothing in your eyes. Then if I kill you, there will be no psychological burden! ”

The dragon slaying knife in Lin Ruochen's hand flipped over, and his momentum rose day by day.

Gongsun Mingyan is the new king of the Guwu clan, if it is not necessary, Lin Ruochen will not kill any warrior of the Guwu family. Even when he faced Feng Lushan that day, he didn't think about killing him!

But now, Lin Ruochen knows that the situation in which Gongsun Mingyan is located may not be as optimistic as he imagined. Whether it is Wolong Mountain or the inner four gates represented by Yun Chengshu, it seems that they do not take the wishes of the royal family to heart.

In this case, before I saw Gongsun Mingyan, I could only use the knife in my hand to fight my way out!

Whoever stands in my way, die!