With a wave of his big hand, he grabbed all the things on the table under the table, and his eyes began to scan the specific strength of the seven players on the field, and suddenly, Zhang Le's eyes stayed on a young girl, and he was suddenly a little frightened, and said, "How is the true qi in her body different from ordinary people?" ”

Generally, the true qi in the body of a player of this level is evenly dispersed, but the player who condenses the four-stage Dou Qi has a cluster of Dou Qi in his body, one cluster after another, like tadpoles in the water, one after another.

When he swept his eyes away from the stagnant girl, his heart suddenly beat faster, and he couldn't help but mutter, "Eight justices." ”

Obviously, the person standing behind the girl was wearing a Bagong Taoist uniform, and a Taoist hat was also wearing a Taoist hat, and the extremely eye-catching Taoist robe Tai Chi hexagram on the back of the shirt.

"He..."

Slightly stunned, touching his chin, Zhang Le began to scan his level, when he glanced at it, he suddenly swelled all over, the breath in his body was like a river, the river flowed endlessly, if estimated, he was a ninth-level martial artist, or a martial artist level.

Soon, Zhang Le saw his specific identity from the placket of his yellow robe, and on the cuffs, a curved moon and a star were tattooed.

Obviously, his status is far above the fifth-level martial artist he saw a few days ago, if he didn't guess wrong, he should be subordinate to the position of a helmsman or hall master under the Eight Justices.

If you talk about the helmsman, Zhang Le can't guess the specific purpose of his coming, maybe it is purely to fight the game and win the championship for the four-stage fighting qi martial artist in front of him?

If he is a hall master, it is very likely that Zhang Le will remind him of the hall master of Jingwu Hall who sold fake drugs last time, then he must have come to play against Zhang Le this time, or to settle accounts with Zhang Le.

It's just that, after a few glances, he found his specific identity on this person's chest, in addition to the badge of the Eight Justices, there is also a blue horizontal bar, on which it reads:

"Helmsman."

He exhaled a long breath and finally confirmed that he was not the hall master of the Jingwu Hall, but in the course of the previous games, the woman's coach was not him, he was only temporarily replaced, but what was the purpose of the temporary change of coach? Will you win the championship?

Then swept all the players on the field, and sure enough, it was the female player of the Eight Fair Helmsman who was the strongest, and I was afraid that when she played the last quarterfinals in the next game, she would definitely have to advance to the fifth stage of the fight.

Moreover, the true qi in her body, which was like a ball, made Zhang Le very difficult to understand, could this true qi be stronger?

In this kind of competition.

It was as if the helmsman was the same as Zhang Le, without the slightest hint of nervousness, his eyes narrowed slightly, disdainful of anyone present, disdainful of dealing with anyone, and even disdainful of a glance.

"Good hanger." Secretly sighed, he is only a helmsman, but the strength of his opponent is the same as Jiang Xiao's pairing, he is a second-stage fighting player, so, it seems, it can't pose a threat at all.

Maybe this game, if Jiang Xiao is divided into his players, maybe it will be more interesting, it is obvious that the eight to advance to the semi-finals will not be seen, but it seems that that person also has a very keen perception, and he has already discovered Zhang Le who is secretly observing him.

About a few meters away, he said in a very cold voice, "Are you interested in meeting for a while?" ”

Although the voice was not loud, but Zhang Le, who had super perception, his dull voice like a broken drum resounded in his ears, it was obvious that the other party was going to fight, and among all the people present, he chose Zhang Le.

A one-star martial artist, and a helmsman.

There was a hint of disdain on his face, it seemed that it was not up to Zhang Le's final standard, at least if it was a hall master, and a martial artist above five stars, or a great martial artist, our interest would be a little stronger.

Tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't hear it, his apprentice's opponent in today's competition was not Jiang Xiao, and he would wait until the quarterfinals.

The man didn't even look at him when he saw Zhang Le, but his eyes that were closed and recuperated opened slightly, and suddenly opened suddenly, without even speaking, three silver needles were directly scattered from the sleeve robe.

The silver needle is as thin as silk, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, penetrating the crowd and coming directly to Zhang Le.

One directly locked Zhang Le's head, one locked his heart, and one locked Zhang Le's escape route, it seems that he can't escape this time, his eyes are cold and bright, and he can't use the spirit root, this silver needle is too thin.

"Cactus."

Zhang Le slammed the seal on his chest, put his hands in a moon-holding posture, and pushed it out with one palm, and the air between him and the helmsman fluctuated violently, twisting, and finally the three silver needles were knocked to the ground by the huge waves.

"Ding......

"Ding..."

"Ding!"

One, two, three.

Counting the three crisp sounds on the ground, Zhang Le was relieved, this silver needle that was so small that it could not be seen by the naked eye had been knocked down by himself, but at this time, the crowd between Zhang Le and the helmsman was not affected by a lot, the drinks they placed on the table, the melons and fruits were all shattered, and even the water was shocked into countless small particles, suspended in the air, and a huge table was directly torn.

"Wow~~~"

Just when everyone opened their eyes wide, and then glanced at Zhang Le, he stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, and then jumped up from the stands and chased after the helmsman, but the helmsman saw Zhang Le chasing after him, deliberately waved his robe, turned around and got into the crowd, and fled.

Just now, he quickly counterattacked, but he didn't have the real effect of playing the cactus claw, because he didn't have time to prepare at all, it was completely out of the scattered aura in his body, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't cause huge lethality, otherwise the helmsman would have to be torn apart by Zhang Le's palm.

"Want to plot against me?"

Chased out, the two ran across the street, through a narrow alley, and then disappeared, the nurse's, he deliberately lured me out.

Zhang Le turned around and was about to do this time, but at this time, he saw a figure flying directly over a tree more than two meters high, holding a golden iron rod in his hand, and smashed his head at Zhang Le!

"Huh!"

Suddenly rolled on the ground, he hit the ground with a strong iron rod, and a pile of smoke, extremely hard cement floor, was hit with a deep mark, along the mark, shattered, sure enough, a one-star martial artist is much stronger than those martial artists, and he is decisive, unlike those disciples, who don't follow the kung fu and let go of the cannon!

Zhang Le rolled from the ground, like a rotating column of water, wrapping his light blue spiritual energy, raised and raised, the bluest spiritual energy disappeared, his body appeared in front of that person, the helmsman couldn't help but tremble, "You don't have any true qi in your body, but you are not a martial artist, so what are you cultivating?" ”

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