Chapter Ninety-Three: The Genius of the Heavenly Wolf Gang, the Wolf Blade Black Baby
The twelve young men were all arrogant, and after entering the center, they each looked at each other, and snorted coldly at the same time, among them, some of them were rushed over from other parts of the Central Plains, and some were from the forces of the One Hundred and Eight Cities.
After the twelve people came on the field, a blue-clothed disciple flew over and placed a large vat under the ring, in which twelve paper balls were placed, this was to ask the twelve young disciples to draw lots by themselves, and the strength of the twelve people was equal, so there would definitely be no disparity in cultivation.
After the draw of lots, each of the twelve went to ring 1 to 6.
There were six pairs, standing with soldiers, with swords and knives, and the most striking of them was a young man with a double blade in the second ring, this young man, with a dark face, short stature, and a gloomy appearance.
"Wolf Blade, Black Baby. Someone recognized the short, swarthy fellow and exclaimed.
King's Landing Gang position, Jun Ling frowned, the wolf blade was obviously the blade in his hand, could Heiwa be his name, this name was very consistent with his appearance.
"Unexpectedly, the first one to play was the well-known fast knife wolf blade in the Central Plains martial arts. The white army behind Jun Ling suddenly spoke.
Jun Ling was stunned: "Do you know him?"
Bai Jun shook his head and said, " I don't know, I've just heard of his father, the greedy wolf, the word wolf blade is from the hands of the greedy wolf, I heard that the greedy wolf has a double blade to show out of the magic, and extremely fast, located in the center of the Central Plains martial arts is very famous Greedy Wolf Gang is the greedy wolf created, this person was young with a double blade to fight half of the Central Plains martial arts, once with the innate realm of cultivation, killed a master of the Central Plains who entered the door of martial arts, but in recent years, the greedy wolf rarely appeared in the field of vision of others, but the greedy wolf gang, I didn't expect to see his son hereγ β
"I see. Jun Ling nodded, then looked at the black baby in the No. 2 ring, and a trace of interest rose in his heart, and said lightly: "Quick knife wolf blade?"
Compared with Heiwa, the other young man who was opposite to him looked ordinary, looking at Heiwa and frowning, especially when he saw the evil smile on Heiwa's face, his brows furrowed even deeper.
In this round of competition, except for the second ring, the rest are almost nothing to look at.
So most of the attention was on the No. 2 ring Heiwa, only to hear the sound of "the game begins" at this time.
Heiwa immediately stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked her blade, her eyes swept to her opponent, and she smiled and said, "I don't kill nameless ghosts, report your name." β
When the young man heard this, his face turned red, and he was so angry that the long sword in his hand trembled twice, and said, "What a big breath, listen well, my name is Zhu Zheng......"
Before the young man could finish his words, Heiwa burst out laughing.
"It's enough to know that your name is Zhu Zheng. β
Brush.
A black phantom.
"Look, the black baby is moving. I don't know who shouted.
"So fast. Someone else said.
Many people gasped, although Heiwa's cultivation was only in the middle of the innate fifth stage, but his speed had surpassed the innate sixth stage or even stronger, the young man's cultivation had reached the peak of the innate fifth stage, but under the speed of the black baby, he was frightened on the spot, and before he could react, he felt a cold light cross his neck.
Then his eyes quickly turned gray, and his throat gurgled and burst into a bloody glow.
burst
Zhu Zheng's eyes were in the sockets, jumping up and down, and then he lost his lustre, and his body fell to the ground.
Bang la blah.
Such a drastic method made many of the young people who were watching stand up.
"Good fellow, you will kill with a knife. β
"It's amazing, it's fast, it's as if you haven't done your best. β
Under everyone's gaze, Heiwa raised her two blades and stared at the corpse on the ground, and smiled coldly, such a look, I don't know how many have become ghosts under his knife, this is nothing.
Heiwa's faint eyes swept under the ring, many people were shivering, and he seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's expressions, and then jumped off the ring in one step, and in the first ring match, he was very simple to advance.
In the other five rings, these young children had not yet had time to compete, and when they saw this, they all shuddered, until Heiwa walked out of the crowd and disappeared, they breathed a sigh of relief and officially fought.
On the high platform, the big-eared young man saw this, remembered the name of Heiwa, and said with a smile: "A good seedling." β
Regardless of life or death in the ring, in the Tianwu Continent, people are the least valuable, and people die every day, so no one pays attention to whether you die or not, you have no strength, and you can't complain if you die.
This battle ended after a tea time, followed by the second one, and compared to the first, the second one was not very remarkable.
The same was true for the third and fourth scenes, but after the fifth scene, Jun Ling's attention was attracted by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who walked into the square from the crowd, this young man, dressed very simply, linen clothes, a pair of straw sandals, even the sword in his hand was a hilt sandwiched between two pieces of bamboo, and a three-foot iron piece with very thin wings underneath, although the sword was very straight, and the blade seemed to be slightly sharp, but it did not look like it at all.
It's like a child's house.
However, as soon as this young man came out, he made a very deep impression on Jun Ling, this degree of profundity even penetrated into his mind, and there was a little sense of intimacy, even he didn't know why, but he really felt it.
The young man, who is still a little childish, has a very resolute face, his body is straight, his pace is not hurried or slow, as if he is looking at flowers and flowers, and treats others as nothing.
Looking at the young man, Jun Ling had a feeling that this young man was by no means simple.
However, in contrast, others did not think so, they thought that this young man was a wild child from the deep mountains, maybe he had an adventure, and no one believed that he could use a sword.
Someone shook his head: "If it weren't for a late stage of the congenital fourth stage, I really suspect that this young man is called Hanako." β
But I didn't know that the young man who came to the ring had very smart ears, and he looked at the person who spoke just now with cold eyes, and the man only felt a chill on his back, and only listened to the young man's crisp voice: "I'm not called Hanako, if you say that I'm called Hanako, I'll kill you." β
The young man's words surprised everyone present, and many people shook their heads, thinking, what a high-minded teenager!
But what everyone didn't expect was that the person who said that the boy was called Hanako at the beginning, didn't have any rebuttal, you must know that he should at least have a little reaction when a junior spoke in such a tone, but he didn't, he couldn't even raise a trace of confrontation under the young man's gaze, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
The young man turned his head, and at this time, eleven other people appeared in the venue, all of them were young people, and their cultivation was above the innate fifth stage, and they were all stronger than the young man.
After these people passed the lot, they had to conduct a competition, and the opposite of the cloth-clothed boy was a rare innate fifth-stage master among the twelve, and many people were stunned for a while, and the young man was out of play.