In a small room on the viewing platform.

'Chu Xiaobai' flipped over the wooden card in his hand, touched the lines engraved on it, and said to Fan Ziqi: "The next one is my time." ”

Fan Ziqi was a little surprised: "So fast? ”

Although the candidates for the draw are random, the people of the Martial Arts League will put the more famous knights in the martial arts to the back row, which can be regarded as a reflection of hidden strength.

Perhaps, it is possible that 'Chu Xiaobai', the world's number one sword, generally rarely appears in front of the eyes of Chinese people, so that they don't know it.

'Chu Xiaobai' got up, then looked at Fan Ziqi and paused, "I'll be back soon." ”

Fan Ziqi was not too surprised, after all, it was the number one sword in the world, and it was necessary to be powerful. "I'm the last," he said. ”

"That's over, let's go to the night market in the middle of the day. Tianchi's most famous is the drunken immortal brew. Let's go and try it. ”

Fan Ziqi did know about Tianchi's famous wine, and he also wanted to see it, so he nodded.

In the martial arts conference, the arena is divided into seven trial platforms.

'Chu Xiaobai' waited aside, and the one in front of him was less than half a pillar of incense and walked out of it.

The man was also a muscular tough guy, because the fight was quite fierce, his upper body was bare, and his gray trousers were stained with dark dried blood.

He was in good shape, sweating profusely, and he was covered in intense sweat.

When he came out, he saw 'Chu Xiaobai', looked this thin young man up and down, and said disdainfully: This is a man who can't afford a few stones, and he also participated in the martial arts conference, hehe, I don't know if I can come out alive.

'Chu Xiaobai' didn't notice the scrutiny of the people around him at all.

The inner platform of the ring was slightly higher, and he turned over with one hand, and the person who came down from the stairs on the opposite side was quite familiar just by looking at it.

...... "No! Wrong!

This is familiar......

It's simply ......

What a coincidence......

The man with a bewitching demeanor in front of him seemed to be the person from the Demon Sect he was flirting with yesterday......

Not only did 'Chu Xiaobai' feel that it was too much of a coincidence, but even Ci Lang didn't expect that he would be uneasy yesterday, and he wished that in his dreams, he was a man who wanted to skin and strip him, and he actually sent it directly to his own hands!

At this time, Ci Lang didn't forget the scene of being bullied by 'Chu Xiaobai' yesterday, but his eyes were slightly red.

He didn't plan to move his skills in the first place, he just planned to poison the person opposite and knock down the person opposite.

However, at this moment, seeing this person, Ci Lang took back the poison with compassion and pulled out the soft sword hidden in his waist.

The snow-bright blade is still soaked in a dark purple luster, and the beauty is beautiful.

But if you know a little about medicine, you will know the origin of this poison, and if this poison sticks, it will be painful, and life is worse than death.

But those who know probably don't have the leisure and leisure to appreciate.

Ci Lang looked at 'Chu Xiaobai' gloomily, gritted his teeth and said: "This is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" ”

'Chu Xiaobai' said: "......"

He was indeed a little arrogant yesterday, but well, arrogance has capital......

'Chu Xiaobai' took a small step back slightly.

Cilang sensitively realized that this person was going to "run away".

So, holding the soft sword, he rushed towards 'Chu Xiaobai' with extremely fast movements.