Kotoraku replied with a smile, "The rules are simple, as long as you take all your opponents down. ”

The General Bureau of Bird's East, located in the hinterland of the eastern part of the Bird Domain, is actually quite far away, and if the martial artists of the Three Realms use to run, it will take three or four days, but the flying demon beast can be reached in just one hour.

Bu Fan suddenly wanted such a flying demon beast very much, although the martial artist can step on the sky when he reaches the fourth realm, but it is not so easy to really fly.

"Let's see if we can tame one. Bu Fan said secretly.

The Eastern Dart Bureau was close at hand, the big bird landed, and Qin Le took Bufan to a big ring inside the dart game.

"Qin Le, long time no see!" a woman greeted Qin Le.

Qin Le also responded with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've seen Sister Ling Yu." ”

The woman named Ling Yu looked at Bu Fan and said curiously, "This is the 'Blood Staff' that your dart game has become famous in recent years, right?"

The blood staff is the name of Bufan, although the name is engraved on the sign, but the dart master walks the dart, and is more accustomed to using the code name.

"Yes. Qin Le smiled sweetly.

"The air is magnificent, a talent. Ling Yu said, suddenly his lips vibrated and he transmitted piano music.

Kotoraku glared at her.

After some fighting, people came one after another, a middle-aged man with a sword-wielding boy walked in, Qin Le and Ling Yu greeted the man one after another, but did not call the name, it seemed that the relationship was not very good, the sword-wielding boy gave Bu Fan a very dangerous feeling.

Qin Le reminded him to be careful, that young man was the Qingfeng Sword who almost got the dark bronze dart medal!

"Sister, why don't you see Feiyan in your dart game?"

"He's ......" Ling Yu showed a helpless expression, and suddenly there was some movement outside the door.

Two teenagers walked in playfully, one with hedgehog-like hair and the other a masked man wearing a lion mask.

"I'll see you in the ring in a moment. ”

The two separated, and the boy walked towards them.

"Nothing troubled, right?" Ling Yu asked.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to make trouble here. ”

"It turns out that he is Feiyan. Bu Fan said secretly, this man's body temperature was very high, giving him a feeling of being close to the fire.

"Eh, who is this person?" Fei Yan noticed Bu Fan.

Ling Yu said, "He is the blood staff I mentioned to you before." ”

"Oh, he's a blood staff, I'm glad I will. Fei Yan stretched out his hand.

Bu Fan took off his gloves, reached out to hold them, and suddenly a scorching true qi burst out from Fei Yan's palm.

Bu Fan immediately blocked his luck, and the true qi of the two exploded in the palm of his hand.

Fei Yan couldn't help but take half a step back, and his steps were as motionless as a mountain.

"Awesome!" Fei Yan praised.

Others looked at it too.

Ling Yu glared at Fei Yan fiercely, Fei Yan smiled and went to shake hands with the others.

"Sorry, this guy is like this, your hand ......"

"It's fine. Bu Fan said.

Qin Le said: "It's okay, Sister Ling Yu, don't look at him wearing armor, in fact, he has rough skin and thick meat." ”

"Are you complimenting me?" Bu Fan said speechlessly, saying that he was like a meat shield.

"These are the dart masters you've worked so hard to pick out!"

In the private room above the ring, Mrs. Qi glared at Tong Chendong.

"Madame, are you not satisfied?"

Mrs. Qi said: "Except for the Qingfeng Sword, the others have not reached the standard in my mind, and the Qingfeng Sword is strong enough, but what I need is not only a sharp sword, but also a strong shield." ”

"In this case, the one recommended below will definitely satisfy you, Madame. ”

As soon as Tong Chendong's words fell, a burly man walked in.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this big man.

"It's so high!" Bu Fan said secretly, this is the tallest person he has ever seen.

"It's not easy to mess with. Bu Fan also felt a hint of threat in him.

"This game is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”

But no matter what, he has to decide on this Jiaolong Neidan!

"Who is this person?"

Mrs. Qi looked at Tong Chendong.

"Xiang Dian, I personally recommended him, he was originally a disciple of the Armor Sect, and he came to be a dart master in order to use external force to forge his body, if you need a shield, there is no more suitable person than him. ”

Mrs. Qi looked at Xiang Dian with a thoughtful expression.

"Of course, you still have to choose which one you want, so please wait and see. ”

After that, Tong Chendong jumped into the ring.

Qin Le and the others immediately saluted.

"Meet Mr. Tong's darthead. ”

Tong Chendong said: "It's all exempt." ”

"Everyone is here, Brute Fist, Feiyan, Lion King, Blood Staff, Qingfeng Sword, Xiang Dian, first of all, congratulations on your selection, and then I don't have much to say, there is not enough time left for us, this time it is to choose the right bodyguard for a big customer, please be sure to fully show your strength." ”

"You've already told you the rules, so let's get started. Tong Chendong threw out a stick.

"These sticks have your names written on them, and they are pulled out of the air. The sticker flew in mid-air.

Bu Fan let out a true qi, hooked a sign and took it to his hand.

"It's your first opponent's name. ”

Bu Fan looked at the name on the sign: "Brute fist." ”

He looked up, and Brute Fist was indeed looking at him as well.

Fei Yan looked at the Qingfeng Sword eagerly, and the Lion Monarch looked at Xiang Dian.

"To save time, let's go on stage together. Tong Chendong said, stepping on the ring

The ground shook, and the ring automatically split into three.

"Wow, this dart game is not simple!" Bu Fan said secretly.

Tong Chendong said loudly: "Let's start!"

Bu Fan jumped into the ring unhurriedly, and Manquan was already waiting for him there.

Manquan was a sturdy young man, he looked at Bu Fan with a sincere smile and said, "Please be careful." ”

In the next second, the shadow of his fist expanded in Bu Fan's field of vision.

This thing's fist speed isn't slow.

Bu Fan waved his staff to block his fist, and with a loud bang, Bu Fan felt that his palm was numb, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The brute fist screamed and waved his fist, his fist was out of order, but each punch was very heavy, on the fierceness of the fist, there was the power of Bu Fan to drill the ground and swim the dragon into three percent, but that's all, he was also stronger, Bu Fan used the magic wand method to deal with it, it seemed to be defeated, but in fact it was very easy, he had the spare energy to pay attention to the other two competitions.

Fei Yan's side is already about to lose, Fei Yan, Qingfeng Sword is just like their name, Fei Yan is good at Yan Dao martial arts, the scorching heat flows between his fists, Yan Dao itself is one of the most powerful schools, but unfortunately, Kendo is also the strongest school of combat power, and Fei Yan's fire is obviously inferior to the opponent's sword, Bu Fan felt a similar aura to Bu Kick Yun on the Qingfeng Sword, if he guessed correctly, the reason for this breath should be - sword intent.

A master who has comprehended the sword intent will definitely be a strong enemy, and there is ......

"Please push harder, you can't break through the defenses below with this level of blow. Xiang Dian said.

The lion king's hands were like real lions on Xiang Dian's body frantically grabbing, but Xiang Dian was unharmed, on the contrary, he enjoyed it very much, and suddenly the lion king's claws crossed his eyes, however, ......

"The eyelids are so hard, how the hell do you practice!" the Lion Monarch yelled, he was about to collapse, and the confidence that he had accumulated over the years was trampled to pieces.

"Looks like my opponents are the two of them. Bu Fan said secretly.

Brute Fist yelled anxiously, "Are you only going to defend!?"

Bu Fan saw that he was working so hard, so let him follow his wishes.

The rod method has changed, from an exorcism style to a demon deterrent style.

The brute fist suddenly felt even more uncomfortable, and every stick of Bu Fan hit the key point of his strength, making it difficult for him to be powerful.

"Damn!"

After understanding that he would never be able to win at the close station, Manquan opened the distance, but this time it was Bufan's turn to chase, and under Bufan's pursuit, Manquan had no chance to accumulate strength, and was finally forced out of the ring.

"Goodbye. ”

"Bastard!"

Brute Fist screamed and fell out of the ring.

"It's kind of you punching me head-on!"

The dart head brought by the brute fist covered his face helplessly.