Stinky boy, don't you hurry up, are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"

Zhang Sanzheng was watching the play while holding a plate of sesame cold cakes and eating Zhengxiang, and the sound of Qinghe's real person suddenly sounded in his ears.

At this time, most of the time has passed, and it is only less than half an hour before the end of the challenge, Zhang San is still eating snacks leisurely, no wonder Qinghe real people will deliberately send a voice to scold people.

"What's the hurry, I'm not picking my teammates, when they're all done, I'll eliminate the weakest ones, wouldn't it be perfect?"

"Sort it out, I think you want to stay until the end to pick up the cheap, right? Hmph! Don't be ashamed!" Qinghe won't admit that what Zhang San said makes sense, so he opened his mouth and scolded.

"Hey, you've found out, okay, then I'll go up. ”

Seeing that the challenge on the stage was over, Zhang San swallowed the pastry in his mouth and got up and walked towards the ring while no one had gone up yet.

"Poof, look, the foodies at that table are about to play!"

"Yes, this kid is really good at eating, he has eaten all the pastries!"

"Hmph, it's just that I want to be cheap, so shameless, what if I win?"

"Don't worry, with our current cultivation, the recovery is very fast, I bet that this kid will not take advantage of anything, maybe he will be ousted in a few moves. ”

Zhang San has not yet walked to the stage, the audience has already turned the world, at the moment still in the audience of the martial arts, most of them have already been on the field, and basically all of them are injured, for Zhang San, who looked at them as monkeys when they were desperate, he had long been unpleasant, originally thought that he was self-aware, and automatically gave up the competition, so he didn't embarrass him, and now he saw that he actually wanted to go up and pick up the cheap, and suddenly all of them were angry, this is still the case that the seriously injured have been carried away, if those who are seriously injured are also there, it is estimated that they will be angry and vomit blood。

"Old drunkard, this young man seems to have been brought in by you, right? is it your junior?

"yes, it's a bit embarrassing for you to do that!"

At this moment, on the high platform, the high-level leaders of the organization, seeing that Zhang San was angry, couldn't help but joke about Qinghe Zhenren.

Shame on your sister!

Qinghe's real face was angry, he wanted to tell Zhang San's strength, but he was a little worried that these old things would not believe it, he wanted to tell Zhang San's identity, and he was afraid of Taoist face, if it weren't for Dongfang Venerable, he really wanted to take off his shoes and stuff the socks on his feet into the mouths of these mouthy old things, so that they would know that the gods and demons had bad mouths.

"Stinky boy, you have to do your best, otherwise the old one's reputation will be ruined by you. ”

Qinghe Zhenren secretly prayed for a while, and glared at the old heavenly master who was smiling evilly, secretly hating this old guy not only did not relieve himself, but fanned the flames on the side! In order to relieve the hatred in his heart, he had already decided to say bad things about this old thing's granddaughter in front of Zhang San!

。。。。。

Alas, life is really lonely like snow!

Obviously, you can rely on strength, but my brother just chooses wisdom, is this my brother's fault?

In the face of everyone's incomprehension and insults, Zhang San looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle affectionately and resentfully, as if he wanted to tell his grief and grievances to the starry sky.

Although there is no sky here, only the ceiling!

"Hurry, young man, who are you going to challenge?"

Three minutes later, the old general Li Hua finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ahh

Zhang San finally woke up like a dream, wiped the corners of his mouth embarrassedly, and hurriedly looked at the ten chairs not far in front of him.

Who to choose?

Sitting first and second were the two Dao Masters of the Wudang Sect: This obviously can't be challenged, otherwise it will be annoyed to death by the old guy Qinghe.

Sitting in the third place is the ice fairy Bai Yiyi: Well, Bai Yujing's sister, this is not good, just rush at her face, I can't do it, too.

Sitting in the fourth, fifth, and sixth, it is the great monk of the Shaolin faction: Wow, the three big bald heads are so bright, well, let's keep it as a light bulb, save electricity, too.

Sitting in the seventh place was a young man named Song Cheng, who had been paying attention to Zhang San for a while: Well, this kid makes a good knife technique, and he looks good, and he is almost half of me, let's not destroy the grass with hot hands. Pass.

Sitting in the eighth place is the disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, this middle-aged man is called Zhang Yueting, he performed well in the challenge just now, and his swordsmanship and Taoism are very profound: Well, he was running with Zi Yan's little witch a few days ago, right?

Sitting in the ninth place was the elder surnamed Wan of the Songshan faction, who made a good sword, and just now he almost killed the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion with one sword.

"Well, it's just you, the eight-character eyebrows are facing the sky, and you are not a good person at first glance. ”

"Presumptuous, why should I be?" Elder Wan was angry, this kid saw the end from the beginning, but he stopped here, how much this looks down on him, is this kid blind? Didn't you see the injury of the soldier in the back?

Would I say I had already thought about it?

Zhang San smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and then waved his head, as if he hadn't heard the question surnamed Wan, and smiled at the high platform: "Old general, the junior has been chosen." ”

"Okay, now that you've chosen, let's get started!"

Li Hua nodded, and said to Elder Wan, "You are the challenged party, you can choose weapon combat or hand-to-hand combat. ”

"I choose weapon warfare!"

Elder Wan didn't want to think about it, so he chose weapon warfare, and even avoided saluting each other, pointed at the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Boy, draw the sword, otherwise there will be no chance, I will let you know how stupid your choice is!" He had secretly decided that he must give Zhang San a bloody lesson later.

Poof, the master is so good at bullying?

Zhang San touched his nose with his hand speechlessly, and said impatiently: "Finished?"

"When it's over, what do you mean kid?"

Elder Wan froze, is this kid crazy?

Zhang San smiled: "Then you can go down." After speaking, he pointed his right hand at Elder Wan four times.

"What?, ah!!ah!!!"

Before Elder Wan could figure out what it meant, he saw Zhang San pointing at him, and just wanted to get angry, he suddenly screamed in horror, facing the sword finger that was as fast as lightning, and he didn't do anything anyway, he felt that his hands and feet were in sharp pain almost at the same time, and four blood lines rushed out like no money, and he suddenly screamed in horror.

"Stop screaming, go stop the bleeding, tsk, it's miserable. ”

Elder Wan sighed, seemingly very satisfied with his performance just now, Zhang San couldn't help but kindly remind,

"Bang dang!"

Hearing this, Elder Wan finally couldn't hold the knife and fell to the ground。。。。。。