The noise like flowing water suddenly arose, and the overwhelming discussion was deafening. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"This baby is the sword spirit?"

"Oh my God, this Lu Zheng has really cultivated the sword spirit!"

"I think eighty percent is the good luck of this surnamed Lu, who picked it up in the deep mountains and dense forests, right? With him, he can't refine the legend!"

Lu Zheng listened to it funny on stage, the legendary things can't be refined by themselves, and others can't refine them, what kind of truth is this?

The many ridiculous faces in the audience were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and some people's fingers even involuntarily pressed on the portable sword, which made Lu Zheng, who had always been accustomed to pulling hatred, angry and funny, his eyes turned, and he smiled sincerely: "Everyone, Lu was lucky, he slept on the top of the willow tree under the moon, and woke up with this sword spirit." Hehe, if you want to say that this heaven and earth are lucky, it is wonderful. ”

Lu Zheng sighed as if it was true or false, turned his head and kindly touched the back of the head of the qi bag, and said as if unintentionally: "Could it be that Bao'er, you were produced because of the unique spirit gathering physique of the willow tree?" I don't know if this has anything to do with the beautiful moonlight that night. ”

The angry bag was made by Lu Zheng and turned his head to look at the people in the audience, and found that most of the people looked contemplative and inexplicable. For a while, everyone's expressions changed too quickly, and their faces were stiff, like zombies.

Not to mention that since then, how many cultivators have secretly searched for willow trees, and specially picked the moonlight to lie on the willow treetops to sleep.

"Tsk. ”

The angry bag who had the same heart as Lu Zheng suddenly played a prank, and the chick crowed again, and immediately, he blinked, bit his fingers, and said: "Master, these human expressions are so dull, like wooden chickens." Ji. ”

"Huh. Lu Zheng laughed happily.

"The surname is Lu, you are looking for death!"

Everyone in the audience looked ugly and scolded one after another. If it weren't for the fact that the sword spirit would live and die with the master once he recognized the master, and he couldn't snatch it, many cultivators would have rushed up one after another and buried Lu Zheng alive.

At this moment, Meng Zhao, who came back to his senses, made an unexpected move, picked up his turtle, blinked, and took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Brother Lu even has a sword spirit, I still won't fight, this game is my defeat, Brother Lu come on." ”

This time, Lu Zheng couldn't react.

Meng Zhao was so frank that he was surprised.

The opponents he met in the past, all hated himself so much that he wanted to kill him quickly, like Meng Zhao without a trace of haze and no malice, he saw it for the first time, and he even saw a smile in the eyes of the little girl.

Lu Zheng didn't know, because the scene where he took the initiative to jump onto the test stage and shouted out in public was already deeply rooted in the hearts of the middle forces. By mistake, the middle forces that had been vaguely squeezing out Lu Zheng before, most of them began to slowly change their opinion of him.

A person who betrays the original forces with two swords may be insensitive, but a person with a straightforward temperament who loves and hates clearly is difficult for people not to accept. As for the several treasures in Lu Zheng's hands, it is not a matter at all for cultivators who really have vision and confidence, in this world, there are more cultivators with treasures, and there are not a few who have the only chance to win heaven and earth.

Most of the cultivators of the middle forces do not like to be bound by rules and regulations, and they do not like to fight and hide in the mountains and forests, and half of them are scattered cultivators, and they have no other bad feelings towards Lu Zheng except for the natural exclusivity before. Now that Lu Zheng is performing well, he can be regarded as sincere acceptance of him.

Lu Zheng didn't know the way of this, but in the audience, the middle forces were the least noisy, and he was not uninteresting, he immediately hugged Meng Zhao on the stage, and also showed a smile to the middle forces in the audience, and the show of favor was also quite sufficient, which immediately attracted the more obvious favor of many Chinese forces in the audience, and some good deeds even raised their throats to scold the two sides who were the most noisy.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng once again thought that his decision to join the middle forces was indeed clear.

Before leaving, the little girl Meng Zhao even threw a wink at him, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, I'm optimistic about you, you have no pants to wear when you play right." ”

The little girl's straightforwardness and coquettishness made Lu Zheng cry and laugh.

"I wonder which one is willing to come to the stage to give advice?"

"Tianji Pavilion Hu Bufeng, leading the master of Lu's high moves. ”

Next, Lu Zheng won all four games alone, Zhao Ying made the second shot, and won three over two, and there was no chance for Lu Qingzhuo to play.

Lu Zheng came down from the stage and watched the blockbuster with peace of mind.

With the hot field of Lu Zheng and Tianji Pavilion, the competition platform of the middle forces finally gradually became lively, but most of the cultivators on the field procrastinated, and their moves were not based on fast, accurate, and ruthless, but only based on slow and soft, and tried to fight harmoniously, unless there was enmity between the two sides.

Compared with the hot righteous path competition platform and the hellish demon cultivation test table of Senluo, the competition of the middle forces on this side can not be more harmonious, compared to you life and death, the contestants on the field are more technical exchanges, you throw a fireball, I will show you where the heat is still bad, you throw a water curtain, I will show you if you can try to upgrade, all kinds of magic are like catwalks, gorgeous and pleasing to the eye, go through the motions, causing a scream.

At the end of the day, the number of casualties on the middle force competition platform was zero, nearly half of the casualties on the righteous path competition platform, and there was no one alive on the demon cultivation competition platform except for the winner.

The sun was setting, and the day was quickly over, but the competition on the three high platforms was not over, and almost no one in the audience got up to leave the field.

Cultivators are different from ordinary Jianghu people, it will never be okay to fight for a few days and nights without sleep, and they can fight a whole battle without arms and legs. Therefore, the first test of the previous martial arts competitions is like a marathon, and unless the winner is decided, it will not be suspended in the middle. Fortunately, generally speaking, a cultivator will only play once, so there is no such thing as unfairness and injustice in bloody battles.

Lu Zheng has watched blockbusters for a long time, and he can also see that the middle forces are really playing soy sauce, and unless the righteous side has a grudge earlier, most of them are gentlemen like the wind, only on the demon cultivation test table, swords come and go, and the spells of their own sound, light, and color special effects skills don't need money to throw, and they don't want to die, treat the opponent as a pig, cow and sheep to be slaughtered, shoot ruthlessly, and make fatal moves, and in an instant, they are ever-changing, and the flesh and blood are flying.

Looking at it, Lu Zheng's gaze shifted without hesitation, and he looked intently at the side of the Demon Cultivation Competition Test Table. (To be continued.) )