"I have to trouble Mr. Zhao to be a referee to avoid some accidents." Zhao Cheng said.

Zhao Wusheng had no opinion, nodded in agreement, smiled slightly, and instructed: "Pay attention until now." ”

"Okay!"

Ding Xiuwu responded, and his expression became serious, no longer as before, and he looked very unreliable.

"Two, can someone advise?"

Ding Xiuwu asked towards the two robed figures.

Black Fang was silent, and Iron Armor was speechless.

To be honest, in the eyes of others, it is true that they are not equal in strength, and if they really want to fight, they are a bit of a bully.

But neither of them answered, and Ding Xiuwu just hung here.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, the black tooth iron armor was silent, Ding Xiuwu kept his eyes open, and he didn't urge, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that no one spoke on the field, a person took a few steps forward, hugged his fists and said, "I don't know if I can ask for advice below." ”

Ding Xiuwu looked like a strong man, about less than thirty years old.

After thinking about it, he pulled the knife out of the sheath, held the knife in one hand, leaned in front of him, and said loudly: "Huashan Ding Xiuwu, please give advice!" ”

Black blade, narrow and straight, small fang, long handle, blade about 20 inches long

......

In the field, at the back of the crowd, on both sides of the crowd, one on the left and one on the right, there were two figures standing.

All of them are covered with black robes.

One person, under the sleeve robe, something beats non-stop.

The other man, beside him, stood a spear with a strange appearance.

Black Fang, Iron Armor!

At this time, Heifang's body did not move, slightly above the neck, and he did not look at Ding Xiuwu, but instead looked at the black shadow with a gun on the other side of the crowd.

But the figure didn't seem to feel his gaze, didn't take any action, didn't have any attention, the brim of the hood hung low, diagonally down to the ground, it didn't seem to care about the situation in the field at all, and didn't pay attention to Ding Xiuwu, as if he was outside.

"Iron Armor!"

Heiya's voice was a little hoarse: "Why don't you go up and try it, but they are all geniuses of Huashan." ”

Iron Armor remained silent.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, and didn't pester, Black Fang shut up and watched the battle silently.

After all, if Tie Armor didn't want to speak, he would ask in vain.

He vaguely remembered that early morning a few months ago, when he was about to go out on a mission, he saw the figure at the gate of the Sand Fort, asking the guards for directions.

Only one head is exposed on the outside, and the face is hidden by a mask decorated with red lines on a black background.

It's a strange dress, but Black Fang doesn't care too much.

There are so many people hiding their identities in this place, and he doesn't have time to study them one by one.

There are people who have been incognito in the sand fort all their lives until they die.

But a few days later, when he finished his mission and returned from outside, the chatter after tea and dinner in the Sand Castle, and the information he received, had already mentioned a new guy at a very high frequency.

The name is unknown, the strength is unknown, the origin is unknown, and the cause is unknown.

I only know that he has a mask decorated with red stripes on a black background, and a spear with a strange shape.

Later, I don't know who inadvertently gave that guy a nickname, Iron Armor.

Since then, the code name has been used in this way.

And the nickname himself, "Iron Armor", has not publicly expressed any unwillingness or disacceptance, as if it doesn't matter how you call him.

Then, in just a few months, this guy's reputation has climbed all the way, faintly climbing to the point where he can fight with the strong ones on the list.

But on the contrary, almost no one in the Sand Castle has ever seen him make a move, and no one knows his strength, cultivation or the like.

It's all guessed through some side behavior.

It's weird, and it's a little scary.

In the sand fort, covering his face all day long, people can't see it, and the strength is still very strong, picking and picking, it's just those people.

Black Fang is number one, and so far, no one in Sand Castle has seen his true face.

And now, another iron armor has come out.

Originally, Black Fang was not interested in the true face of the iron armor, but with the news, more and more information, slowly, even Black Fang became a little interested in him.

But what interests me more is his strength.

On weekdays, don't look at the strong people on the list, but for the other eight people under him, Black Fang is not interested in anything, let alone one-on-one, even if it is an old card, plus the black monkey together, it is not his opponent, even if it is added to the old yin of Lyle, it may not be enough.

As for Lyle's after that, it's not worth mentioning.

So far, Black Fang has tried to test the strength of the iron armor, but under the strict defense of the iron armor, he has never succeeded.

And this time, it also failed.

But the black tooth is not discouraged, sooner or later, you can't keep pretending, iron armor!

Under the hood, Black Fang grinned silently!

......

While everyone was watching the duel in the center of the field, behind the crowd, there was a gun-wielding figure on the other side of the Black Fang.

Under the hood, there was a faint sound that could not be detected:

"Thunder cannon, first-order high stage, Huashan Xiaohei, first-order early stage......"

An extremely faint, metallic voice murmured, saying something that seemed to be an analysis of the situation on the field.

Armour!

He didn't pull away from it, as they guessed. On the contrary, he is very interested and has been following the situation in the field.

He was even very interested in Taixue and Huashan, but others didn't know about it.

After all, who knows what is going on in the back of a person who doesn't speak and can't see his expression.

Whether it was calm or rough or rough only he knew.

As for Black Fang's teasing, it doesn't matter, he is interested in Huashan, but not to the point where he has to fight.

This black boy from Huashan is most likely not his opponent.

"Li Zhen, the ninth in the soil list, the strength of the eighth to ninth sections of the first order, the thunder fist spirit diagram, will carry some thunder breath, practice boxing, punch like thunder cannon, known as thunder cannon, the weapon is a pair of metal fist gloves."

"The black boy of Huashan, with a knife, the strength of the first order entry, the second to the third stage or so, and the weapon is a black knife."

Under the hood, there was a whisper, but no one could hear it.

"Li Zhenqiang, but there is a high probability that he will lose."

Under the hood, the iron armor murmured, but no one present could hear it. Including the Black Fang, Yellowstone, not far from him.

Only in front, one man, one horse, and their ears moved slightly.

Zhao Wusheng glanced back as if unintentionally, and the chewing movement in the white horse's mouth paused for a moment, and then continued.

......

Li Zhen let out a low snort, and above his fists, a slender silver silk-like thunder snake swam away.

One punch slapped towards Ding Xiuwu's knife face, and the other punch was ready to go, and he didn't move, leaving him as a deputy.

He didn't mean to underestimate Ding Xiuwu, when Ding Xiuwu first appeared before, he flew like a dragon flying sand and rocks behind him, he could see it.

Even if this kid wasn't born with divine powers, he wasn't that small.

How can a first-order martial artist run sand and run out of that effect!

Li Zhen wanted to slap Ding Xiuwu's knife face away and make a feint.

The fist swept through the air, and with a dull sound, the hammer moved towards the knife face. Thunder cannon Li Zhen, the power in the fist is great, like the sound of cannons!

But when his iron fist and the razer really came into contact with the knife.

At the node of collision, it is not the position of the blade face that was designed at the beginning, but the blade.

So fast!

In the next moment, a force far beyond what Li Zhen thought in his heart struck.

Is this the first order?

In the next moment, the iron fist had been shattered.

When Li Zhen came back to his senses, there was already a black knife across his neck.

The blade is outward, the back of the knife is inward!