I scanned the data and comments today, and I just want to say, hehe, you have a face.

The protagonist of the whole article is so weak!

I just want to say, is this protagonist very weak and very cowardly? The protagonist is set to be an ordinary person, when an ordinary person faces a genius who has been seen once in a thousand years and has already become famous, you tell me that the protagonist should be domineering? You tell me that the protagonist should fight heaven and earth?

I'm tired of writing.

Fortunately, I was just amusing myself with this book, and if I had hoped to make money with this book, I might have vomited three liters of blood and died.

Or should I write it like this?

The protagonist holds his bow and arrows, shoots the sun god arrow through the void, and all the geniuses of the Dynasty Continent are terrified, and they all bow down and shout: God, you are the most powerful person in this world!

The heroine ran to the protagonist crying, crying bitterly and said: I was wrong, I don't dare to pretend to be cold in front of you anymore, I should kneel and lick you! You're the main character!

Finally, the protagonist dominates the dynasty continent and becomes a generation of emperors!

Okay, the book is over, and those who can't get used to Zhang Sui can withdraw it, and I'm too lazy to defend it.

Body dividing line:

Xu Junfeng left, leaving Zhang Sui and the four of them standing there looking at each other.

"Senior brother, I want to go to the Martial Sect's ring to have a look, and I want to see how far apart I am from the Martial Sect masters here." The Imperial Lord pointed to the high platform of the Martial Sect's bulletin board and spoke first.

Zhang Sui looked in the direction pointed by the imperial master, and in the crowd, he only saw a woman wearing a white sword robe on the high platform of Wuzong, and her pretty face was full of anger.

Around her, sixteen long swords formed a sword array, enveloping her.

And in her right hand, she tightly held a sword with cold light.

The woman's figure did not move half a minute, and in a pair of slanted beautiful eyes, the pupils kept turning.

Outside her sword array, dozens of afterimages were running rapidly, so fast that Zhang Sui almost mistook it for a dozen people beating the woman.

"Go ahead, I can't see that place clearly." Zhang Sui nodded at the Imperial Lord.

The master laughed, held the fan in his left hand, opened it with a "snap", and squeezed through.

"Senior Brother Imperial Master looks so good, so beautiful." Zhou Yanxin, who was standing beside Zhang Sui, looked at the back of the master and said enviously.

Zhang Sui: "......"

Bu Ping looked at Zhang Sui with a fierce look and asked, "Senior brother, the three of us are all high-level warriors, let's go to the high platform of the warrior and have a look!" ”

Zhang Sui pulled Zhou Yanxin to the high platform of the warrior, and said to Bu Ping: "Bu Ping, what, don't always show such a fierce and vicious expression." We know that's not what you intended, but there are so many people here, and when you talk to strangers, people may misunderstand you. ”

Bu Pingqiang laughed twice and did not answer.

The three of them came to the samurai's high platform, and behind the bulletin board in the middle of the high platform, a long white paper was spread on a wooden table.

There are many words densely written on the white paper.

A soldier sits on the side of a table with a white paper in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, watching the game in the field, writing and drawing something on the paper.

"This hero, what is that soldier doing?" Zhang Sui gently tugged on the sleeve of a middle-aged man and asked curiously.

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at Zhang Sui and Zhou Yanxin, who were holding hands, frowned slightly, and said, "It's new again?" You two are still young, hurry up and go home! It's too dangerous for newlyweds like you. ”

Zhou Yanxin hurriedly lowered his head, buried his red face in his hair, and tried to break free from Zhang Sui's hand.

Zhang Sui clenched it tightly, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "The hero has a good eye." But as a martial artist, you can't be mediocre all day long, and you don't want to make progress, what's the difference between this and salted fish without a dream? ”

"Salted fish don't have dreams?" The middle-aged man turned his head again, glanced at Zhang Sui in surprise, and said, "What a salted fish has no dreams!" Young man, do you know why there are martial artists from the five kingdoms of mankind coming to train in this land where Qin and Demon meet? ”

Zhang Sui nodded and said, "I heard someone say just now that you can exchange daily materials here, and at the same time, you can also compete with masters of human cultivation at all stages. ”

"That's just the surface." The middle-aged man said disapprerovingly: "The most important thing is that General Wei Qiwu, the commander of the Qin Dynasty's Eastern Army, is really planning for our warriors. At each high platform, there is always a soldier recording the process of the two warriors on the stage. ”

"Which place, which side is suppressed by what move of the other side; Which place, which side counter-oppresses the other. At the end of the competition, as long as a certain amount of silver taels is paid, you can go to get a record of this process in order to confirm the competition. ”

Zhang Sui was very surprised, he didn't expect this Wei Qiwu to do this!

There are so many things that can be learned from such a recording, which is comparable to the on-site copying teaching in the 21st century!

Just when Zhang Sui thanked the middle-aged man, he only heard the crowd behind him suddenly make a noise.

Zhang Sui turned his head and was stunned to find that he didn't know when, Bu Ping was not by his side, but squeezed to the edge of the high platform.

At this moment, the source of the noise of the crowd is Bu Ping and another young man.

Bu Ping's face was pale, and opposite him, the young man had a sword pinned to his waist, and his eyes were full of disdain and provocation when he looked at Bu Ping.

The crowd cast contemptuous glances at Bu Ping, looking at the posture, it turned out that Bu Ping said something that should not be said.

Zhang Sui took Zhou Yanxin in his arms, squeezed through the crowd, came to Buping, and asked, "What's wrong, Buping?" ”

Before Bu Ping could speak, the young man opposite sneered, looked at Zhang Sui and said: "There are many ugly people who make trouble, and there are many tongues in waste materials, this young man deeply understands the meaning of this sentence in you." ”

Zhang Sui's face suddenly fell, turned his head, looked at the young man and said, "I didn't ask you a word when I came here, you are quacking there like a duck, this mouthy, is it Your Excellency's self-deprecation?" ”

The young man pointed at Bu Ping and sneered: "Things gather by like, and people gather by groups." It's a piece of waste, and I didn't expect it to lead to another piece of waste. Come on? Don't bother with words! If you have the ability, let's go up and go head-to-head! If you don't fight your waste everywhere looking for teeth, I, Yang Chong, am not a hero today! ”

The crowd chimed in: "Fight! Rubbish! Don't just talk about it! Since he said so much, let's go up and beat Yang Chong to the ground! ”

Zhang Sui turned his head and asked Bu Ping suspiciously, "What happened?" Why are you not around in the blink of an eye, and you are still in conflict with others? ”

Bu Ping had a gloomy face, glanced at Yang Chong, and pointed to the two people who were competing in the ring: "Senior brother, I squeezed here just now and wanted to take a closer look at the competition of the masters on the stage. These two people, the qi in their bodies is indeed very mellow, but Buping found after observation that this makes the knife person full of flaws. ”

Bu Ping pointed to the man holding a big knife on the stage and said, "Senior brother, please look, although the big knife in this person's hand is very large, it is very thin." In this case, it is clear that he should take the light route. ”

"But senior brother, you see, he is full of ruthlessness, and he wants to defeat the opponent with a knife. As a result, he was repeatedly cleverly dodged by his opponents! Although it seems that he is pressing the other party and is in the upper hand, he has actually lost. As long as the opponent holds out for a quarter of an hour, when the qi in his body is exhausted, that is when he is defeated. ”

Zhang Sui looked at the two people who were discussing on the high platform, and the situation was really as Bu Ping said.

However, after Bu Ping spoke, the crowd immediately scolded angrily.

Yang Chong raised his head and laughed wildly, looked at Bu Ping mockingly, and said, "Are you strong?" Then you go! Do you know who this knife is? That's a line of sword height in the samurai cultivation stage! In this place where Qin and Demon meet, there are nearly 30,000 warriors who have cultivated as warriors! And Duan Yixing was able to break into the forty-ninth place in the samurai strength ranking with a knife in his hand, you said that his sword skills were full of flaws? ”

"That's it! Ugly people make a lot of mistakes! If you have the ability, you go up and try it, and the bells will beat you and roll down like a dog! ”

"Ren Duan and his party are masters on the rankings, you kind of waste who has never even seen it, what qualifications do you have to criticize other people Duan and his party!"

"The dog will only bark there, and let him go up and say that he is seriously injured, and there is no shame in losing it!"

……

Buhei clenched his fists and his teeth clenched.

Zhang Sui patted Bu Ping's shoulder, let go of Zhou Yanxin's hand, looked at Yang Chong coldly, and said, "Who wants to fight with Bu Ping?" It's you? Then let me ask for advice, my hero Yang Chong? ”

"Hmph, come on! Today, let Ben Shaoxia teach you what it means to be cautious in words and deeds! Before you don't have the strength, it's better to hold your tail and be your weakling! Otherwise, there will always be someone who will hit you so hard that you can't even find your direction! Yang Chong held his head high and looked down at Zhang Suidao.