Chapter 43: First Victory
"In the ring, the sword has no eyes, Ni Gongzi should be careful. Murong Aobo reminded.
"Haha, if Murong Gongzi has any tricks, even if he uses them, this Gongzi will follow. ”
"Okay, Ni Gongzi will take me first. ”
After Murong Aobo finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhong Peng, and when he was close to Zhong Peng, he gently jumped up with two knives in his hand and slashed straight at Zhong Peng.
Zhong Peng intuitively felt a surge of energy, as if he wanted to cut his face, and subconsciously raised his sword to block.
Just listen to the intersection of the two, and only make a pleasant sound like a zither.
Zhong Pengjing touched it just now, his body took a few steps back, and the hand holding the sword suddenly felt numb, and he continued to tremble.
Zhong Peng stopped retreating, his hands behind his back.
"With such a strong pure yuan power, it seems that Brother Murong is actually cultivating both inside and outside, but this son is underestimated. ”
On the other side, Murong Aobo was also very surprised, although he was just trying to test it, and heard what his senior uncle said, this Ni Gongzi was only the first rank of the eighth rank of Xuanyuan.
He used seven successful forces to strike a strong blow, but he didn't expect it to just take a few steps back.
Although he didn't use all his strength, he was confident that this time he was definitely not the strength that ordinary Eight-Rank Xuanyuan could withstand, why did he catch it so easily?
Murong Aobo: "Ni Gongzi has won the award, and in comparison, Ni Gongzi is the one who really impresses Aobo."
I am confident that I have already used the seven success powers of the blow just now, and I can't easily catch it with a cultivation like Ni Gongzi. It seems that Ni Gongzi is the real real person who does not show his face. ”
"Haha, if you don't have two brushes, how dare you take on this porcelain job? Ben Gongzi has always been able to do a little bit of what others think is impossible, that's all. ”
Zhong Peng recognized Murong Aobo's praise very much, and smiled heartily.
Murong Aobo on the other side frowned when he heard this.
Sister, give you some sunshine and you are still bright, I just said that it was just a polite gesture, but he gladly accepted it. Give you a ladder and you won't be able to climb up to the sky.
The meaning of Zhong Peng's words can be heard by fools.
What he meant was just to say: Since I can set up the ring, I am confident that I can defeat you, you don't have to hide and pretend to be superior, just use any tricks.
Murong Aobo glanced deeply at Zhong Peng when he said those words.
Zhong Peng's eyes were full of invincibility, standing proudly, like a heavenly king overlooking all living beings.
That kind of naked disdain really made Murong Aobo angry.
"Hahaha... Aobo wants to see what can make Ni Gongzi so ashamed? Is it something or is it trying to take advantage of his tongue?"
Murong Aobo laughed angrily, he just wanted to see what kind of ability this guy had.
"Two moons and the same day. Murong Aobo didn't say anything more, his hands were spread, and the two scimitars were like a whirlwind, spinning with his body.
brought a huge wind and suddenly headed towards Zhong Peng.
Seeing that it was menacing, Zhong Peng quickly pulled out the light cloud he had obtained in the Treasure Pavilion from the scabbard and met it with his sword.
Zhong Peng only felt that his sword had been attacking a thick iron wall.
Each time he attacked, he was shaken back by its force, and there was a stabbing pain in his shoulder.
"Elder, it seems that Senior Brother Murong has perfected this peak's combat skills for two months and the same day.
With the ten success powers of the junior and disciple to urge it out, it is difficult for ordinary Ninth Rank Xuanyuan beginner masters to match.
It seems that this Ni Gongzi really lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot, and he actually made a statement to anger his junior brother, which is really beyond his strength. One of the middle-aged men laughed.
The middle-aged man was silent, but anyone could see the look of relief on his face.
"It seems that this Ni Gongzi is going to lose, how can he be defeated so easily? I knew that this was the case, I should have been the first to go up!" said one of the people under the ring with his feet and beating his chest.
On the high seat of the ring, Zhong Gongcheng and Zhong Ling both clasped their hands and looked at Zhong Peng in the arena with frowning and worry.
Zhong Gongcheng turned his head to look at Han Pokong and Zhu Hao, but at this time, the two of them had strange expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking?
Zhong Gongcheng was about to ask, "Don't make a sound, the climax is coming." Zhu Hao stopped Zhong Gongcheng's mouth from opening his mouth, and quietly looked at Zhong Peng in the field.
I saw Zhong Peng once again jump into the air with great strength, and rushed straight into Murong Aobo's double moon and sky with his sword.
Murong Aobo caught Zhong Peng's sword with all his might, and Zhong Peng continued to roll backwards in the air with the help of Murong Aobo's counterattack force.
The light clouds flew out from under Zhong Peng's feet, and flew towards Murong Aobo with a castration that seemed to be about to cut through the void.
Murong Aobo was shocked: "It's not good." Seeing Zhong Peng's sword flying towards him.
Just now, in order to resist Zhong Peng's swooping attack, he had already consumed most of his yuan power, but he didn't expect Zhong Peng to attack him with his own strength.
I didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so I could only instinctively block the double knives in front of me.
As soon as the two came into contact, they only heard a popping sound like a needle stabbing a leather ball.
Murong Aobo's two moons dissipated in an instant like a cloud, and his body fell backwards by Zhong Peng's strong sword blow.
It didn't stop until it hit the guardrail of the ring and knocked it open, and the twin knives clanged and fell on the ring.
Wow, a bright red spit out from his mouth, and looked at Zhong Peng in disbelief.
Qingyun also flew back towards Zhong Peng with the blow just now, Zhong Peng turned around to catch Qingyun, and said to Murong Aobo with the tip of his sword pointing down: "Brother Murong, you are defeated." ”
Yes, I lost, how could it be that I lost.
He was defeated by a light enemy, and he was defeated in the hands of Zhong Peng, but he was a divine soldier.
Thinking back to the battle just now, Murong Aobo never imagined that he would lose so lightly.
Zhong Peng had a gap with his own cultivation, and he felt that he had won from the beginning.
"Senior Brother Murong. ”
"Senior Brother Murong. ”
"Aobo. ”
Under the ring, the middle-aged man and the others reacted, and the competition they thought they were determined to win ended like this.
They all ran into the ring and came to Murong Aobo, helping him up to check the situation.
I found that I didn't hurt the vital point, and I was at ease, as long as I recuperated for a few days.
Helping the injured Murong Aobo up, Murong Aobo soothed and said to Zhong Peng: "Ni Gongzi is really powerful, he lost in the next place, and he will come back another day to ask for advice." ”
Zhong Peng nodded at it, being able to accept the facts and admit his own shortcomings is also commendable.
"Yes, my brother won, brother, you are so powerful. Zhong Ling jumped up excitedly on the high seat, as if he had won, and the expression full of worry just now was instantly replaced by joy.
"Well, that's the person I know you. Zhu Hao laughed.
"Lao Zhu, your little brother is really different. He was able to defeat the eighth-rank peak martial artist with Xuanyuan Eight-Rank Beginner Lightness. Han Pokong admired.
"Haha, that's natural. You and I are the same as Lie Zunyuan, you don't need to say that, it's not this that you admire!" Zhu Hao leaned in front of Han Pokong and said.
"Hehe, that's right, you and I both know that under Tianyuan, the level of the same level is suppressed, and the strength of the combat skill is not the key to victory, but only a part of it. ”
"The swordsman is good at stabbing, and the swordsman is good at chopping. But this son is in the opposite way.
First, he consumed Murong Aobo's Yuan Force with a slashing force that was not conducive to the sword, so that he was always in a passive defensive state. Unable to exert its powerful offensive. ”
Later, with the help of Murong Aobo's counterattack, he made a strong counterattack, and his grasp of the timing was so exquisite, it was really commendable that he could do it at his age. ”
Han Pokong analyzed the battle situation just now step by step, and felt more and more that Zhong Peng was different.
"Although Childe won this game lightly, there will be more challengers in the future. Zhong Gongcheng listened to their analysis and got more and more headaches.
The more Zhong Peng won, the more worried Zhong Gongcheng became, and this battle exposed Zhong Peng's cultivation.
Childe is the only one under Haikou Renyuan, and there will definitely be a martial artist of Xuanyuan Jiupin on stage after that.
There may also be a peak Xuanyuan coming. After all, Zhong Peng's reward is too exciting.