Chapter 159: Recruitment (6)
Thinking of this, Lu Wen turned her eyes and glanced at Liao Yun again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
As everyone knows, Liao Yun's gaze also fell on him, and the two looked at each other, paused for a moment, and then looked at each other and smiled.
It must be so, no, it must be so...... Lu Wen's cold face showed a bright smile, and the anger in her heart also dissipated.
Ling Feng also smiled in his heart when he saw such a scene. It can be said that Ling Feng was very satisfied with Lu Wen's performance just now, and having a die-hard general can only be said to be Ling Feng's blessing. However, although Ling Feng was proud in his heart, he still secretly said in his heart that he couldn't be too proud about the matter of recruiting Liao Yun, he had to be cautious, and he couldn't fall short at a critical moment.
However, Lu Chang was a little depressed, he saw Lu Wen and Liao Yun looking at each other and smiling, and his heart beat a drum, but he still didn't understand why Liao Yun and Lu Wen suddenly smiled and hated each other......
At this time, the other seven martial arts platforms, above the ring, the battle situation was in full swing and full of blood.
On the second stage, a man with a three-pointed blade stood tremblingly on the stage, this man was covered with blood, and a linen robe was cut into a piece, through these gaps, you can vaguely see a trace of blood on the man's bronzed skin, a trace of blood seeped out, and the linen robe was infected with a piece of blood red.
"I'm going to fight you!"
At this time, a sturdy man holding a giant axe rushed up, and after he rushed to the stage, the giant axe in his hand was horizontal, making a defensive action, and then he said: "Chu Jun, Wang Shi, come to ask for advice." ”
The man holding the three-pointed blade also said loudly: "Chu Jun, Liu Qing!" ”
"Please!" Wang Shi carried the giant axe in his right hand, and said with his hand.
Liu Qing shook his head and said with a smile: "I admit defeat!" ”
After finishing speaking, Liu Qing took the three-pointed blade in his hand and walked off the stage. Although the surrounding warriors saw Liu Qing admit defeat directly, they were all embarrassed and sarcastic, and none of them comforted him, but Liu Qing didn't take it to heart at all, but watched from the wall, waiting for other people to go up and challenge Wang Shi.
As a result, the second stage fell into a bloody battle again.
On the third stage, no one admitted defeat, all of them were warriors who fought to the death. One corpse after another was lying on the edge of the martial arts stage, the scarlet blood had already stained the martial arts platform with a piece of blood red, if it was a timid person, seeing the blood red color on the ring, they were all frightened and afraid.
The fourth, fifth, sixth, and eighth stage of the martial arts are all the same.
All of them are desperate, even if they are scarred all over their bodies, they are unwilling to admit defeat and step down, and they all choose to fight to the death, no one wants to be a turtle with a shrunken head like Liu Qing and take the initiative to admit defeat.
However, a strong man in strange clothes appeared on the seventh stage.
At first glance, the strong man carried a bow and arrows around his waist, a bird feather was inserted in a thick black bun, and a black iron chain was wrapped around his waist, and a bell hung from the iron chain.
Looking closely, the strong man was extremely strong, cuoluo on his shoulders, and led a long knife in his hand. Looking up, the strong man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of tiger eyes flashing, the bridge of the nose is high, the beard under the jaw is thick, and when he walks, an unruly breath spreads from the strong man's body, and he is extremely fierce.
As he walked, the long knife in the strong man's hand clanged.
The long knife is different from the general narrow, straight-edged, and ring-long knife, the blade is slightly wide, the blade is slightly curved, the knife is seven feet long, the back of the knife is very thick, and the back of the knife is pierced with nine iron rings, when the long knife is waved, the sound of ding ding comes from the back of the knife, which can disturb people's minds.
The strong man held the handle of the long knife, the tip of the knife was downward, and he arched his hand towards the person standing on the stage, and said loudly: "Huaijun, Han Yong; Weapon: Half-Moon Knife! ”
After hearing Han Yong's name, the people in the ring snorted coldly and said, "Chu Jun, Zhang Miao; Weapon: Knife. ”
When he read about his weapon, Zhang Miao felt that it was too embarrassing not to give his weapon a good name before. After returning the salute, he waved his hand and said loudly, "Please! ”
"Please!" Han Yong picked up the half-moon knife, and the long knife waved, and suddenly a clanging sound came from the back of the knife. Although Han Yong said please, Han Yong still stood in place, motionless, the seven-foot half-moon knife in his hand was sealed on his chest, and he looked like if you don't make a move, I won't make a knife.
"Kill!"
Zhang Miao stood opposite Han Yong, feeling that Han Yong was as fierce and cold as a poisonous snake, and could strike a fatal blow at any time, so he picked up the steel knife in his hand and rushed over.
Han Yong smiled strangely when he saw the steel knife coming, and the half-moon knife in his hand instantly pushed forward.
Suddenly, a huge force was transmitted from the steel knife, although the degree of the half-moon knife was not fast, but I could feel that when the half-moon knife was slashed towards the willow wind steel knife, a slight hissing sound was transmitted from the blade of the half-moon knife, which was the piercing sound of the blade cutting through the air.
Such a slow degree, but it can be done to such a point.
It's horrifying, it's terrifying.
"Bell!"
Suddenly, the half-moon knife collided with the steel knife, and there was a collision sound of gold and iron fighting, but at this moment, a huge force burst out from the blade of the half-moon knife, and the huge force directly knocked the steel knife in Zhang Miao's hand away, and Zhang Miao also felt a huge force coming from his arms, making the five insides burn, wow, a mouthful of blood spit out, Zhang Miao's feet were weak, and he collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and his appearance was extremely bleak.
"Shhhh Hiss ......"
"It's amazing, it's amazing!"
"Where did this man come from, so powerful!"
Around the ring, the warriors watching whispered and discussed Han Yong's affairs. Han Yong turned a deaf ear, his eyes fell on Zhang Miao, and asked, "Are you willing to admit defeat?" ”
"Admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Zhang Miao nodded again and again, and got out of the ring in a gloomy manner.
Han Yong solved him with one move, this kind of strength is no longer something that Zhang Miao can compete with, if he still stays in the ring, isn't he looking for death? The people below saw Zhang Miao coming down, and suddenly whispered again, but they didn't ridicule Zhang Miao, because Zhang Miao also won five battles in a row, and now he was defeated in one move, so the situation made the onlookers tremble slightly.
On the parade platform, Liao Yun's tiger eyes flashed, and he looked at Han Yong, revealing a look of excitement.
And Ling Feng was also rubbing his hands, his eyes flashed with a hot look, and his gaze fell on Han Yong revealing infinite joy, this time the martial arts were really worth it.
Judging from the trick just now, this is another fierce general; Zhang Miao's martial arts are already very good, at least not lower than Lu Wen and Lu Chang, and this Han Yong can easily defeat him, it can be said that he already has the qualifications to compete with Zhang Wu, as for whether he can defeat Liao Yun, it is unknown.
Looking at this Han Yong who suddenly appeared, the more Ling Feng looked at it, the happier he became, this was an unexpected joy, what he lacked now was this kind of talent. (To be continued.) )