"I can't go on like this, the audience is full of beautiful female disciples who came to cheer for Beitanglin, and I'm too shameless." The more Chang Le thought about it, the more wrong it became, he immediately jumped off the martial arts stage, and ran to the place where his Hongmeng Peak disciples were while the competition had not yet started.

"Senior Brother Changle, there are too many of them, we can't squeeze in." Lin Xiaozhuang said aggrievedly on the periphery of the martial arts stage.

At this time, his nose and face were swollen, his clothes were ragged, and his exposed fat arms and legs were accompanied by a few bruises, obviously wanting to go in to cheer for Chang Le, but he was beaten out by the group of female disciples.

"Senior brothers and sisters, today's battle is related to the dignity of our Hongmeng Peak, it is really extraordinary, in order to earn back face for the master and sister, we must ......" He deliberately lowered his voice, and whispered softly to Wu Dazhi, Lu Dayou, Jia Dafu and Lin Xiaozhuang, and after a while, the four of them nodded yes one after another, and each left to do what Changle told them.

"Hmph, isn't it louder than anyone?" Chang Le smiled, walked back to the martial arts stage with his hands behind his back, and quietly waited for his four senior brothers to come to him after finishing the matter.

"Oh, why hasn't Beitanglin come over yet, won't he fight until dawn? Young people, they just don't know moderation. Chang Le smiled.

"Wow, Beitanglin is here." Finally, Beitanglin looked listless with dark circles under his eyes, and flew slowly towards the martial arts stage.

"Senior Brother Changle, it's early." Beitanglin yawned and arched his hand at Chang Le.

"Senior brother is early, did you sleep well yesterday? Sleep soundly? Chang Le laughed evilly and quipped.

"Haha, thanks to my junior brother." Beitanglin was obviously very satisfied with Xiao Lianxiang, and he looked unsatisfied.

Just between the two talking, Wu Dazhi, Lu Dayou, Jia Dafu and Lin Xiaozhuang just rushed back, at this time Wu Dazhi held the erhu in his hand, and he was focused on pulling a war horse galloping, as soon as this song came out, everyone suddenly felt that there were thousands of horses galloping on the stage, and the momentum was huge, and immediately covered the voices of the female disciples who cheered for Beitanglin in the audience. Chang Le yelled: "Okay, come on!" ”

When Lu Da heard this, he immediately poured his true qi into Xiao in his hand, and the song of the blue sea tide was born, and people were fascinated by it.

Jia Dafu didn't dare to slack off, and as Chang Le had instructed before, he held up a big belly and picked up the sledgehammer in his hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

He kept beating the small drum on his back, cheering for Chang Le.

Lin Xiaozhuang took a step forward, took out two bamboo boards from his hands, cleared his throat, and shouted: "There are so many bamboo boards, let's not boast about anything else, praise the handsome Changle of the Shushan Sword Sect, where is this Changle handsome, even the dog falls in love with him, he is the first to be thick-skinned, and he is the second to be very durable......"

Chang Le held his forehead with one hand, his angry muscles burst out, and he secretly swore in his heart: "Lin Xiaozhuang, what the hell are you singing!" By the time I'm done trying, I'm sure you'll be very durable! ”

After the four of them played for a while, they finally put the rhythm together, and at the same time played and sang: "Chang Le Shuai, Chang Le Stick, Chang Le Beat Beitang Lin croaks." ”

"Senior brother, this is ......" Beitanglin looked disgusted like swallowing a fly, and looked at the Hongmeng Peak disciples in the audience with a frown.

Chang Le held his forehead with one hand and said helplessly: "I, the senior brothers and brothers of Hongmengfeng, lack discipline and lack of education, which makes the senior brothers laugh, I don't teach them like this......"

Beitanglin smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "Stay in Hongmeng Peak...... It's really hard for my junior brother. ”

"Where, as the saying goes, the heavens are in charge of the people, and they must first work their muscles and bones to starve their bodies and skin...... Chang Le said helplessly.

"In the first game, Changle vs. Beitanglin."

With the order of the elder on the side, the two of them immediately stepped back, vacating the middle area, and at the same time arched their hands: "Please advise." ”

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Changle, I won't let you lose too ugly." Beitanglin summoned the Yanlin Sword and said with a smile at Chang Le.

"Hahahahaha, thank you." Chang Le laughed, and said secretly in his heart: "Senior Brother Beitang, for your sake, I won't let you lose too ugly." ”

The two of them did not use the immortal method very tacitly at the beginning, but simply compared the sword, and they fought back and forth for a while, and the audience applauded, Beitanglin showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect that Chang Le's strength was not under him, and while swinging a sword, he praised in his mouth: "Senior brother is good swordsmanship!" ”

Chang Le blocked the horizontal sword in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "Where is it, the senior brother's cheap method is clever." ”

"In that case, then I won't spare my hand!" Beitanglin smiled slightly, clicked his toes on the ground a few times, and the whole person retreated in the wind, and at the same time did not forget to straighten his meticulously arranged hair, and shouted: "Tianhuo Qilin!" ”

In an instant, the temperature on the entire martial arts stage rose suddenly, he waved a few swords in a row on the spot, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and kept muttering incantations in his mouth, a huge flame came from the void, and the entire flame was burning, making people approach, and in an instant, it had turned into a flame unicorn.

"Go!" Beitanglin lightly clicked, and the Heavenly Fire Qilin let out an earth-shattering roar, and the mountains shook instantly, and the huge flames rushed towards Chang Le at great speed.

Chang Le was shocked, he could only retreat, although the power of the Seven Swords Dragon Slaying Technique was even higher than that of the Heavenly Fire Qilin, but that was his unique skill at the bottom of the box, and he had to keep it to deal with Yang Honglie, in desperation, he could only take a few steps back, gather the true qi of his whole body, and shouted: "Qianjun Po!" ”

Suddenly, the silver light was magnificent, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, as if thousands of troops and horses appeared on the martial arts stage at the same time, and the powerful wind blew the raging flames on the body of the Heavenly Fire Qilin.

"Boom!"

Under the collision of two powerful forces, the two of them took a few steps back.

"Hehe, it seems that yesterday's arrangement is still effective." Chang Le was secretly happy in his heart, when he saw Beitanglin retreating, his legs trembled slightly, and he almost knelt on the ground, knowing that this playboy was really overindulged yesterday, and he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.

"Take me one more move, Tai Chi Sword Technique!" Chang Le's whole person turned into a sword, and flew directly towards the lower half of Bei Tang Lin's body, Bei Tang Lin was shocked, at this time he felt that his legs were weak for a while, and he actually felt a little unable to move, coupled with the clouds and rain last night, the true qi in his body became empty after making the Heavenly Fire Qilin, and he knew that he had fallen into Chang Le's trap.

"I said, why is this kid so kind......" Bei Tanglin smiled bitterly, slashed the Yanlin sword in his hand, drew a flame barrier in front of him, and shouted: "Stop!" I threw in the towel! ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Beitang really knows the current affairs." Chang Le laughed, twisted his body in mid-air, took back the Tai Chi swordsmanship, and stood in the middle of the field.

"Who made me fall in love with your boy's way?" Bei Tanglin shook his head helplessly, and walked off the stage lonely.

"No, how could Senior Brother Beitang lose to this guy?"

"That said, it can't be some shady scene, right?"

"Sisters, it must be Senior Brother Beitang who has some handle in the hands of this bastard boy who was coerced by him, and he was forced to admit defeat, we have to avenge Senior Brother Beitang!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of female disciples in the audience seemed to riot in an instant, and they all ran to the martial arts stage, each offering magic weapons, which emitted various colors of light and hit Chang Le.

"Oh, don't fight, I'm wronged,, don't slap your face, I eat with my face! Who is it! Throw socks in my face! You are unreasonable, I am the winner, I am the top three of Shushan Huiwu! Chang Le saw that the momentum was not right, and immediately squatted down to protect his face......