Chapter Eighty-Six: No Opponents!
"Hey, why don't you speak?"
Someone saw that the people of the Shen family were silent, and they couldn't help but ask curiously.
The children of the Shen family were silent.
Because they know best what kind of strength Fang Zheng is, even the head of the family is not his opponent, and now saying these mocking words is clearly a slap in the face.
But they're also happy to see others taunt Fangzheng, because these idiots will soon slap themselves.
On the stage, Qingshuang looked proud, hearing everyone's words, he felt that it was necessary to slowly clean up Fangzheng, of course this kind of thing should be enjoyed for a while.
"Haha, the other guys must be jealous of Lao Tzu!" he thought to himself, the rest of the Qing family didn't have a chance.
"Waste, stand firm, don't be so scared that you pee your pants!" he said loudly, his face full of smugness.
Fang Zheng didn't know what to say, why did everyone act like an idiot?
For this kind of person, he didn't bother to say anything, looked at the other party lightly, and let him be proud for a while.
Qingshuang felt that it was time to make a move, and her aura was full of energy, and a giant sword appeared behind her.
"Waste, accept Lao Tzu's wrath!"
He shouted, quite mighty and domineering.
He wants to show off well, so he has to show all his strength, so that others will be envious, jealous and hateful!
"It's amazing! This kid has cultivated the Yellow Rank Second Rank Martial Technique Cangtian Sword to the Great Perfection Realm!"
"That's good! If I meet him, I'll have to be careful!"
"Cangtian Sword, it is said that after cultivating to the Great Perfection Realm, a sword can cut a hole in the earth, and if that waste is cut by him, won't it be divided?"
"Haha, it's too bloody, I like it!"
People really talked about it, and when they heard Qingshuang's ears, they were even more meaningful.
He moved, and a cyan long sword in his hand stabbed out with a whoosh, not aimed at Fangzheng's vital point, but only at his left arm, and he didn't want to win easily.
In the stands, Qing Teng said to the other family owners with a smile on his face: "My Qingshuang has been practicing this skill for five years, and now it is finally complete!"
The heads of the families praised and turned over one after another, but I don't know how many of them were true.
Shen Chao smiled at Meng Zhaojun and said, "Senior Sister Meng, what do you think of that kid's swordsmanship? In my opinion, he still has some skills, and it is very easy to deal with that waste!"
Meng Zhaojun had a cold face and didn't answer his words, but a hint of mockery flashed in his beautiful eyes......
The sword momentum is like a rainbow, the aura is agitated, and the movement on the test table is very large.
Qingshuang was thinking, first scrapped Fangzheng's left arm, then his right arm, then his legs, and finally cut so many hundred and ten swords on Fangzheng's chest and back, showing off his Heavenly Sword well!
In this way, others will see the power of the other person's sword unity!
The sword is near, and it will be a scene of blood shooting in all directions.
He grew more and more excited.
Blood, what a pleasing thing!
Fang Zheng stood still, in the eyes of others, as if he was scared stupid, and he didn't know how to retreat.
"Haha, the waste is scared to pee, and I don't even know how to dodge!"
"Can he dodge? He's not at the level of Qingshuang!"
"It's a pity to die, there will be no waste for us to have fun in the future!"
People look like they're gloating.
But then they were collectively dumbfounded!
Qingshuang's sword did pierce his left arm, but he only heard a sound, and he didn't stab into it, and was shattered by his sudden burst of aura!
The sword is broken.
Qingshuang was dumbfounded.
The audience was dumbfounded.
"Is that all you have to do?" Fang Zheng snorted coldly, and threw the stupid Qingshuang to the ground, snatched the broken sword in his hand, and plunged a sword into his chest.
Green Frost is dead!
The audience was shocked!
Qing Teng stood up from the chair suddenly, his body trembled with anger, the other family heads looked at him mockingly, and someone smiled and said, "Brother Qing, it seems that your kid's cultivation is not at home!"
Qing Teng found himself speechless, so he could only snort coldly, and turned to look at Fang Zheng murderously.
Fang Sen laughed the most proudly, and shouted the loudest: "Haha, this kid Fang Zheng, his luck is really good, if he changes to another opponent, he will definitely not win so easily!"
Qing Teng glared at him angrily, what does this mean? Does it mean that the people of his Qing family are too weak?
Others agreed with Fang Sen's words, feeling that what he said was the truth, and everyone still had confidence in their own people.
Xiao Zhan Wang's face was strange, and he swept everyone with a compassionate gaze, these guys will soon be unable to laugh.
"Hmph, Fang Sen, don't be complacent, the people of your Fang family are all rubbish! Look at those guys in front, they are all shrunken turtles!" Qing Teng said angrily.
Fang Sen smiled, looking inscrutable, and did not answer.
On the test platform, someone came to the stage and carried Qing Teng's body down, and Fang Zheng jumped off the stage with an indifferent face.
He passed this round of competition, but the rest of the Fang family took the initiative to admit defeat, and finally at the end of this round, he was left alone in the Fang family, and more than one person from the other families advanced.
Forty-nine people, draw lots for the next round, and one person will draw a bye and directly advance to the next round.
The lucky one is a teenager from the Zhou family, and he is so excited that he dances.
Founder drew the thirtieth number.
When it was his turn, it was originally a teenager from the Lin family, and as soon as he came on stage, a teenager shouted from the audience: "Lin Chong, let's change the number." ”
Lin Chong, a young man from the Lin family, wondered, "Why?"
The young man of the Qing family said: "He killed the people of my Qing family, I will personally kill him to take revenge!
1,000 gold can be exchanged for 10,000 taels of silver, so it's a good deal.
Lin Chong heard that there were 1,000 taels of silver to get for changing the number, his eyes lit up, and the reward given to them by the head of the Lin family was to get the top five and get a thousand taels of silver, as for whether they could get the top five in the end, it was still unknown, so they might not be able to get a thousand taels of silver, but now, the people of the Qing family took the initiative to give themselves silver, which was simply great.
"Yes, but it depends on what he means!" he pointed to Fangzheng.
Fang Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Anyone can come, hurry up and don't ink!"
"Ha, this kid won once and dragged him to the sky!"
"Hehe, he's looking for death, if he changes me, I will never agree, that's the Qing Hui of the Qing family, and his strength has reached the innate eightfold, more than twice as powerful as Qingshuang!"
"This waste is inflated, I think I'm really invincible!"
The others scoffed.
Lin Chong hurriedly changed the number plate with Qinghui, which is also allowed by the rules of each big competition, in fact, every big competition is also to give each family a chance to solve their personal grievances, and the change of number is not once or twice.
Qinghui came to the stage, his face was full of joy, and his heart blossomed, it was so refreshing, the bounty of a thousand taels was about to arrive.
Although Qingshuang was stabbed to death by Fang Zheng with a sword, he didn't care, his original strength was above Qingshuang, and if he was replaced, he could also kill Qingshuang with a sword, even easier than Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng killed Qingshuang, and everyone present felt that it was Qingshuang's carelessness that would be caught by Fang Zheng.
But if he were replaced, he would never be careless, and the same thing would never happen.
"Waste, if you have any last words, please explain it quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance to speak later!" he looked at Fang Zheng proudly, looking very generous.
Fang Zheng sneered, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, flashed and took the initiative.
A waste of time is a waste of life, and he is too lazy to waste time with such a fool.
"Hey, you're quite fat......" Qinghui couldn't help but laugh when he saw him rush forward, but before he finished speaking, he was silent.
Because, Fang Zheng had already smashed him to the ground with a punch, and a big pit in his chest directly broke his heart, and he was killed!
He's dead!
Qinghui was actually stoned to death by him with a punch.
Everyone's hairy, what's going on?
"No, Qinghui hasn't prepared the aura to protect the body, this waste is a sneak attack, it's shameless!~"
"Shameless, despicable! If Qinghui was ready, he would definitely not be able to do it!"
"What a cunning waste! If you have the ability to fight openly, what kind of ability is it to engage in a sneak attack?"
People shouted one after another, found out the reason, and scolded Fang Zheng for being shameless.
Fang Zheng didn't bother to say more to them, and stepped aside from the stage.
Qing Teng stood up abruptly on the stage, glared at Fang Sen viciously, and said, "Fang Sen, your Fang family's waste is too shameless! Is this the person your Fang family taught?"
Old God Fang Sen was sitting there, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, why don't you remind your people and tell them to get ready to go up next time?"
Qing Teng was so angry that his face turned green, and he got off the stage angrily, and really went to call the attention of the people of the Qing family.
The competition continued on the test platform, Fang Zheng was watching, and suddenly three people came around on all sides, all of them were young people from the Qing family, they glared at him viciously, and said in unison: "Waste, you'd better pray that you can live a little longer in the next round, we must kill you!"
"Whatever!" he sneered.
The second round is over, and there is no bye in the third round, because in the nineteenth game of the second round, the two sides played a fire, and they usually have a grudge, and they actually died together on the stage, and they didn't advance.
In the third round, Fang Zheng drew the seventh number, and when he came to the stage, the same scene appeared again, and the people of the Qing family spent money to change the number and came to the stage to deal with him.
Qing Yin, born eightfold, as soon as he came to power, he immediately spread the aura all over his body, protecting the vital points, and looked vigilant.
"Waste, you don't have a chance this time, just suffer to death obediently!" Qing Yin laughed wildly, and did not be verbose, he took the initiative to rush towards Fangzheng, smashed it with a punch, the strong wind howled, and a fierce tiger condensed behind him, mighty and domineering.
"Haha, the waste is dead this time!"
"Qing Yin's strength is stronger than Qing Hui!
The people began to revel, and they were annoyed that the bloody scenes they had hoped for did not show up several times, and now that they finally had the opportunity to see them, they were excited.
However, their excitement did not last long before it faded.
Qing Yin died faster than Qing Hui and was slapped to death by Fang Zheng.
"This ...... What the hell is going on?"
"Is this waste really getting worse?"
People were dumbfounded, they were able to find excuses before, but this time there was no trick, Fang Zheng just killed Qing Yin, how can this be explained by luck?
The only explanation is that Founder is indeed genuine, with real skills, and people are really awesome!