Liu Jin shot one after another, shooting three in a row. It's fast, like a shooting star. Three sharp arrows shot at Guo Lin in a zigzag shape. This kind of all-round suppression archery is what Liu Jin is best at. No one can dodge this attack.

And the guards of the royal city who were watching around all showed strange eyes, the number one archer of the Misty Cloud Country, who had shot countless phantom beasts. Among the top ten warriors of the Misty Cloud Country, the strength ranks third, and the combat power ranks second.

Even the old emperor secretly praised Liu Jin's archery skills.

The three sharp arrows only flew half the distance, and Liu Jin's hand was convulsive, and he shot three arrows in a row again. Then a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth, in this world, no one has been able to survive after shooting six arrows by himself.

It's just that in the next second, the smug smile on his face froze.

The expected screams did not come, and the sharp arrows that flew out suddenly disappeared at a certain moment. It was not only the sharp arrow that disappeared, but also Guo Lin's figure.

Liu Jin thought he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and opened them again, but saw a face with a gentle smile, it was Guo Lin. At this time, the arrow he shot was held in his hand by a hand.

Guo Lin put the tip of the arrow against Liu Jin's neck, and the latter was startled, waking up like a dream, and immediately admitted defeat.

If in the first game, everyone didn't have time to see how Guo Lin won, then this one can be seen clearly. Of course, what you can see clearly is not Guo Lin's figure, but the way to win the game.

He has speed, absolute speed. Many of the guards of the royal city with good eyesight only saw a trace of afterimage. That kind of speed, let them look up.

The old emperor nodded, he stroked his beard, and a rare gleam flashed in his eyes. He looked at Guo Lin, and the more he watched, the more happy he became.

In another game, the bald Zhou Qiang, who was two meters tall, defeated his opponent after fierce competition. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and beat his chest with both fists, his fighting spirit high.

As a well-deserved number one warrior in Liyun City, today, he once again justified his name.

Although he was injured, he looked at the ring with a fighting spirit. This time to save the princess, he has already thought of the reward he wants. He wants to propose to the most beautiful woman in the country of Misty, that is, the princess.

He is the most powerful man in the Misty Cloud Country, and only the strongest man is worthy of the most beautiful, gentle and lovely Princess Xiaomeng in the Misty Cloud Country. From then on, he was the king of the country.

swept the audience domineeringly, and Zhou Qiang's gaze fell on the decisive stage. For him, the championship is already in the bag. He's Champion Week, he's unstoppable.

It's just that when he saw that the man who was already waiting on the decisive stage was not Liu Jin, a magic arrow, but a strange man who was not good-looking and was despised by himself, he was stunned.

Immediately, he looked at Liu Jin, whose face was not very good under the ring, and said with a sneer: "Liu Jin, you will also capsize in the gutter." I was killed by this kid. Liu Jianshen, the name is not deserved. ”

Idiot.

Liu Jin glanced at him coldly, whether the game just now was overturned in the gutter, he knew in his heart that he was convinced. There is such a fast speed in the world.

He Liu Jin, even if he doubles his strength, it will be useless. In the face of Zhou Qiang's shameful smile, he deliberately showed a flattering look very insidiously and said, "Brother Zhou, I want to avenge my little brother." ”

Seeing that Liu Jin, who was competing with him on weekdays, was soft, Zhou Qiang became even more fluttering, "Don't worry, Brother Liu." I'm going to beat him all over the ground for teeth. The championship is mine. ”

"Champion Week" feels very good about himself, but as everyone knows, when he took the stage in high spirits, countless people were already scolding in their hearts.

Even Liu Jin, one of the top powerhouses in the Misty Cloud Country, was "killed in seconds". He, just a little stronger than Liu Jin, let out such big words.

"I really didn't expect that you kid still have two more hits. But even if you get lucky enough to make it to the finals, it's useless. Because standing in front of you is the strongest man in the Misty Cloud Country. ”

Zhou Qiang, who already regarded himself as a champion, held his knuckles and made a crackling sound like fried beans. He walked towards Guo Lin with a sinister smile, as if the latter had a deep hatred for him.

A person who was despised by himself has transformed into an existence that can compete with him, and there are many gaps in the heart of Champion Zhou.

However, there is a gap, it doesn't matter, as long as the other party is happily flattened, Champion Zhou believes that his good mood will definitely follow.

The championship is already in the bag, and at this time, he doesn't mind being more publicized and letting everyone know that his championship week is invincible. Championship week, confidence is unmatched.

He stepped into the ring, but ignored Guo Lin, and said to the emperor in the yellow robe in the stands: "Your Majesty, can you promise to marry the princess to me? As long as Your Majesty promises to marry the princess to me, I will definitely go all out to save the princess from fire and water." ”

The emperor coughed a few times in a hoarse voice, and his face was covered with black lines. If Wang Yun is asked to describe the emperor's mood at this moment, it is "a group of grass and mud horses running wild in my heart". However, at this time, the emperor obviously would not attack Zhou Qiang, in case he really won. If he really rescued the princess, he was indeed qualified to marry the princess.

The old emperor said: "Warrior Zhou, I promise you. May you not disappoint me. ”

"Yes, Father. ”

"Pustules. ”

Not to mention, the royal city guards of the Miyun Kingdom regard the princess as the most holy goddess in their hearts, as well as other warriors who lost in the competition, even Guo Lin, an outsider who has never seen the princess, has a few grass and mud horses faintly appearing in his heart.

Champion Zhou's ears were very sensitive, and he suddenly heard Guo Lin's heartfelt words.

"What are you talking about, you scolding me for pus, you scolding me again?"

Champion Zhou Hengmei glared at Guo Lin, and his attention was finally focused on the right person again.

The corners of Guo Lin's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his delicate face, and he said, "Pus." ”

Zhou Qiang, the first warrior of Liyun City, has always been eye-catching and admired by tens of thousands of people. There was not a speck of sand in his eyes, and he considered himself the most perfect man, with a strong physique and superior strength. Don't say that he was scolded to his face, even if he was against his ears, he would feel extremely angry.

At this time, when I heard the word "pustule", boundless anger rose in my heart.

Zhou Qiang took out a wide meniscus knife, and a cold murderous intent appeared on his flamboyant face, "Boy, I'll cut off your tongue today." ”

The meniscus broadsword, five feet long, and the pitch-black blade give people a sense of heaviness.

Zhou Qiang's eyes widened, the essence of light burst out, and as soon as he stepped out, the stone slab under his feet suddenly turned into powder. The huge momentum exudes like a fierce beast. The entire ring shook lightly at this foot.

The guards of Wangcheng looked sideways, although they were disgusted by Zhou Qiang's performance just now - a simple-minded guy actually thought about the goddess in his heart, but no one recognized his strength.

The first warrior of Liyun City, no one dares to shake its edge, even if someone is dissatisfied, they will only scold secretly in their hearts. And now, in Wangcheng Square, someone actually scolded the first warrior in front of him.

It takes a lot of courage.

The first warrior was furious, he shot like lightning, jumped high, slashed through the sky with a long knife, and smashed his body at Guo Lin like a meteor.

This sword dominates the world.

It was an all-out shot from Champions Week.

Will the young man be able to get out of the way?