Chapter 175: Chang'an Erlang's knife is in the sheath!

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will be exemplified!!"

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will be exemplified!!"

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will be exemplified!!"

“……”

As the empress spat out proverbs, everyone in the stands shouted hoarsely.

For a while, the momentum soared into the sky!!

And the top 10 ...... It's also officially opened!!

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"In the first round, by the player Liu Chan, against the player Zhu Zhuqing!"

Xiao Yuanhan on the field was very relieved, and now he finally got rid of the curse of "two hundred and five......

A slightly thin teenager slowly walked onto the battle stage, revealing a shy smile.

In fact, his strength is not weak, he has just entered the fifth order of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he is the fifth in the Jixia School Palace sequence, but he is much inferior to the other ruthless people in the top ten.

"Dizhou, Jixia School Palace, Zhu Zhuqing."

"Jingzhou, Shu Imperial City, Liu Chan."

Both sides saluted, and each reported to his house.

Liu Chan grinned: "Brother, don't waste your efforts, you can't beat me." ”

"I know." The shy young man Zhu Zhuqing said seriously: "But I want to try." ”

"Good!"

Liu Chan stopped talking nonsense, his body burst up, and his fists burst out like a heavy hammer!

His best offensive means is to drive the trap beast, since in the Jixia Dabi, the trap beast can't play, so this pair of iron fists ...... It's his biggest reliance!!

The shyness on Zhu Zhuqing's face gradually faded, and was replaced by tenacity like a stubborn stone!

Compared to the shy teenager before, it's like two people!!

As soon as Zhu Zhuqing flipped his hand, an ink pen appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he splashed ink, and a wall of black ink instantly appeared in front of him!

"Do you attach the power of the Tao to the ink pen to make the painting manifest? It's really an interesting method......" Xiao Yuanhan looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the battle platform, thoughtful.

Zhu Zhuqing's offensive methods are similar to Cai Wenji's, one is the transformation of the piano sound, and the other is the embodiment of the picture scroll.

"Break it for me!!"

Liu Chan's fists were like heavy hammers, directly slamming into the ink wall, and the ink wall cracked in an instant, turning into a splash of ink.

After the ink wall was broken, Zhu Zhuqing's face did not have the slightest panic, and with a wave of the ink pen in his hand, an ink-colored Dapeng appeared.

Subsequently, Zhu Zhuqing stood directly on the north of Pengniao, and with a flutter of his wings, Dapeng soared into the air with him.

"Damn, you're cheating!!"

Liu Chan scolded angrily, but his figure did not stop at all, and his legs kicked like a cannonball, rushing towards Zhu Zhuqing in mid-air.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't expect that Liu Chan was so tight, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, his wrist shook lightly, and with a few strokes, he sketched an inky tiger.

"Roar!!"

The ink-colored tiger roared angrily and pounced directly at Liu Chan, directly knocking him down from mid-air.

The two were entangled in a ball, but fortunately, the combat power of the ink-colored tiger was not strong, and Liu Chan hammered it into a puddle of ink with a few punches.

But when he turned his head, more than a dozen inky wolves were staring at him.

"I'm ......"

Liu Chan scolded secretly, helpless, and greeted him again.

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This competition lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and Liu Chan won the final victory.

But he was not easy, when he ended, he was covered in ink, and his mouth was still scolding: "This kid's moves are not strong, disgusting is really disgusting, Young Master Ben has never drunk so much ink in his life......"

Speaking of Liu Chan's way of winning, it is also very strange.

The ink beast summoned by Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help Liu Chan.

But Liu Chan also couldn't take Zhu Zhuqing in mid-air.

In the end, the Dao power in Zhu Zhuqing's body was exhausted, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.

The spectators in the quadripartite stands were quite excited, some cheering for Zhu Zhuqing, and some shouting for Liu Chan.

After all, such a quality battle can only be seen in the top 10 matches of the Jixia Dabi.

After the battle table was cleared, the second game began.

"In the second round, by the player Chen Mu, against the player Feng Ye!"

Accompanied by the referee's order, Chen Mu and Feng Ye walked onto the battle stage, both of them had cold expressions, dressed in black, like two 10,000-year-old icebergs.

"Now it's okay, the two ice cubes have touched, have you noticed that the temperature around you has dropped!" Liu Chan wiped the ink off his body and said happily.

Xiao Yuanhan looked disgusted: "Stay away from me, there is a smell of ink." ”

You must know that ink is such a thing, the traces are washed away, and the smell is deep into the bone marrow, just like the poison that has been brushed with five layers of bian que on the body......

Liu Chan said proudly: "The teacher said that the real wise man has ink in his stomach!" Now I'm a wise man, too! ”

Xiao Yuanhan was powerless to complain: "I think Mr. Zhuge is talking about the wise, not the mentally retarded......"

On the battle platform, Chen Mu and Feng Ye were still facing each other, and there was a chill in the air.

Even the referee couldn't stand it.

"That...... The competition has begun. ”

In the end, it was Chen Mu who took the lead in breaking the silence: "Dizhou, Jixia School Palace, Chen Mu." ”

Feng Ye cherished words like gold: "Demon Domain, Feng Ye." ”

"Then let me understand the strength of the genius of the Demon Domain."

Chen Mu pulled out the black blade from behind his back, and the blade of the knife was glowing with a cold luster.

"That's what I thought, too."

Wolf hair began to grow on Feng Ye's face, his nails gradually sharpened, and the whole person directly changed into a humanoid wolf.

"The first in the sequence of the Jixia School Palace." Feng Ye licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, obviously...... He is very satisfied with the opponent in front of him!

Feng Ye landed on the ground four of them, his back arched, like a wolf!

"Kill!!"

With an angry shout, Feng Ye rushed out like an arrow, and his wolf eyes shone with bloodthirsty light.

He is a wolf, a proud loner, a wolf who loves to kill!!

The martial madman Chen Mu stood quietly in place, holding the black blade in his hand, and muttered to himself.

"The spring breeze blows the spring grass."

"Who's a knife in the sheath."

Raise your hand and swing your blade.

The black blade rises, and the knife shines.

Chang'an Erlang, the knife is in the sheath!

(End of chapter)