Chapter Twenty-Three: A Swordsman with a Tone of Voice

The last wolf hunter is very different from the others, his clothes are white, and he has a white plush shawl around his body. This shows that he is hunting a rare white wolf, each generation of wolf hunters who hunted the white wolf king are called "white ghosts", and the clothing made of the skin of the wolf king is their most distinctive feature, it is said that after hunting the white wolf king, the clothes made of its fur can give every white wolf the ability to turn evil into good fortune.

"The white wolf is just the product of genetic mutation, and its own physical fitness has not been enhanced, and it is pure nonsense that the person who hunts the white wolf is more powerful than the person who hunts the black wolf, and those who believe in these are old superstitions." While nervously debugging the observation subsystem, the system complained about these feudal superstitions to Chen Lihua.

"The white wolf is a bad thing in the eyes of the wolf pack, it is said that the female wolf will throw them out of the wolf pack when the white wolf is six months old, and let itself perish, and the white wolf cubs at this time are often just weaned, and the harsh environment they face can be imagined, and the white wolf that can eventually grow up alive does not exist, and it is rare to see the wolf king for decades. Every white wolf who becomes a king has to experience ten times more setbacks than other wolf kings, do you still think that the white wolf king is the same as an ordinary wolf king? Chen Lihua said faintly.

"Really? I've only just come to this world, so I don't know much about it. The system scratched its big round head in embarrassment and said humbly.

The white ghost looked at Chen Lihua coldly and said, his voice was dry and ugly, like rubbed nails on a blackboard, "You shouldn't come here, woman." You have tarnished the sacred battle with your ridiculous rules and childish attitude. ”

Chen Lihua was noncommittal about this, "I never felt that this kind of competition had any glory at all. ”

"How can a man who has never known only to hide in the shadows and play tricks know the heat and brilliance of the sun?" White Fang smirked sarcastically, and with the sound of a gong, the final battle began.

At the beginning of the battle, the white ghost rushed over at an astonishing speed, and the system quickly got the result, saying, "Left front, sixth type." Chen Lihua did as she was told, and quickly blocked the fatal blow of the white ghost with the wooden sword in her hand.

The white ghost exclaimed: "Your Highness actually has two kung fu, it seems that my Highness's statement that the sacred gladiatorial fight was a joke is wrong, let me introduce myself, my name is White Fang, the scout centurion of the Yele Department." ”

Chen Lihua was a little unclear, and she was completely unclear about the purpose of Baiya's sudden self-introduction, so she could only say vaguely: "The lonely name Chen Lihua is the princess of Xuancheng of the Great Jin Dynasty." ”

White Fang smiled excitedly, "Your Highness, since we have introduced each other, I will not show mercy to my subordinates anymore. "Anyway, it will strike again at a speed that is thirty percent faster than the previous one!

"What?" The system and Chen Lihua were shocked at the same time. "Abdomen, the second type, then the left kidney, use the third style, then the ......" Bai Ya had a trembling smile on his face, and the scimitar in his hand hit like an endless river, and Chen Lihua, who came out of front of him, could only feel the suffocation and heaviness like drowning. After fending off two blows with difficulty, the third slashed hard at her left arm. Even though both sides were wooden weapons, Chen Lihua could still feel bursts of pain, and her left arm was almost numb, and she didn't have to think about it to know that most of them were already large bruises.

Chen Lingxuan, who was already restless because of the princess's appearance, was even more shocked when he saw Chen Lihua being hit hard, and ran to the viewing platform and shouted: "Great commander!" Stop! Stop! ”

As early as when he saw the first knife of White Fang, Yelev had already stood up, never expected that the last person did not get his own guidance, and began to be disobedient. This is clearly a fight to the death!

Just about to shout "Erdare!" Yelev heard Chen Lingxuan, who was crying below, and his heart moved.

Yelev thought, if after winning, take Chunjin away and ask and find that it is okay to say that Chunjin has been to that small courtyard alone, but if it is really as he thinks, Chen Lihua has also been to that small courtyard and found the account book, or the "righteous girl" also gave the account book to Chen Lihua? Thinking of what was written in it, Yelef gradually made up his mind. This account book is too important, and whoever knows its contents must be cut to the roots.

In that case, what if Chen Lihua died here? The subordinates here are merciful, and when the time comes, they find out that Chen Lihua is also involved, so do you still have to find a way to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces? On the one hand, Chunjin no longer has a protective umbrella, so he can easily take it away and inquire about the whereabouts of the account books, and on the other hand, after discovering that Chen Lihua is also an insider, he has to rack his brains to make her suddenly ill.

Let's end it here, let his subordinate White Fang bear the responsibility of "being angry for a moment and shooting too heavily", he will not only save this trouble, but he will not be suspected of being the mastermind. At most, he will be scolded for the crime of "careless supervision". After figuring out the twists and turns, Yelef Shiran sat down and ignored the shouts below.

"No, his movements are too fast to shout." The system said helplessly, the idea just now was implemented very well, but when the white fang knife technique was ever-changing and continuous, this kind of shouting could not catch up with the knife technique that changed at any time.

"Then you just shout the attack position, and I'll figure out what moves to use." Endure the pain, Chen Lihua said.

Bai Fang stood aside, looking at Chen Lihua who still refused to give up, and said with a frown: "Woman, you should have discovered the gap between you and me, that knife just now, if I choose to attack your neck, you are already dead." It is not easy for a woman to have this martial art, don't take my momentary kindness as kindness. ”

Chen Lihua gasped to relieve the pain in her left arm, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your mercy." ”

"If you really thank me, get out of here. You are a bit of an attacker, but you are too young and your on-the-spot adaptability is too poor. White Fang waved his hand impatiently and said, he didn't know why he had cut off the head of the other party's daughter in front of the enemy without changing his face, just to force out the information, he would have a moment of soft-heartedness at this moment.

"I thank you, not for your grace not to kill, but to thank you for giving me the opportunity to continue to work hard." Chen Lihua finally adjusted and re-compared the starting style.

"I won't give up, even if you hit me with the next knife, I will never regret it. Because, behind me are my comrades. I have no way back. ”

"I don't know what to do, woman, I'm going to make you regret rejecting me." White Fang secretly regretted that he had a moment of softness in his heart just now. Without waiting for the commander's words to stop, he raised his knife, and White Fang attacked again, just now it was the last chance for this little lady, since you can't catch it, then even if you are a princess, you can't save your fate, I said!