"Only one martial arts wizard comes out in five hundred years? Once in five hundred years, it's a saint, right......? If I were a saint, then at least half of the people in this world could call themselves peerless saints. ”

Zhao Yan really didn't know that the rumors had spread so outrageously, so he made his own jokes.

"Erlang looks at the good things you have done, and you also said that you don't want to hook up with that magic law glass!"

Li Zixuan said angrily, it was obvious that she was more concerned about this issue.

"What nonsense, Zixuan, don't be a prostitute, you can't see that you are lewd, you have said that I am not interested in hooking up with a bald **, why don't you believe that there can be pure friendship between men and women?"

"My mother said that there is no man in this world who doesn't want to **, a good man is just because he doesn't have a chance, so Erlang, don't pretend, it's not unacceptable. ”

"Li Zixuan, you can't save ......"

Zhao Yan and Li Zixuan fought in public regardless of their image because of the question of whether they hooked up with the little nun.

In the noise, Zhao Pu bypassed Zhao Yan and the others, sat on the side and leaned his azure long sword against his side.

Then sitting upright Zhao Pu, he fell into thought.

A martial arts wizard who only comes out in 500 years?

Who is spreading this kind of gossip with evil intentions?

Zhao Pu clearly knows what kind of existence the characters who once claimed to be or were praised as "once in five hundred years" in this world.

Those who came out once in 500 years, even if they have been buried by the vast dust of history, still shine brightly, and the heroic legends of their dominance are still circulating, because these people are all natural kings.

For example, Li Wuzhou, the founding emperor of Taikang, rose from a grass people, and Wudao Tongxuan received Yao, Fuzhao, Wu'an, Pingqing, Huaixiu, and Fengde six states, creating a foundation of Taikang with a territory of thousands of miles.

But even so, the world's evaluation of Li Wuzhou is just "a generation of heroes".

And the tens of thousands of miles in the north of Jiuchu, the evaluation of the founding emperor is only a generation of heroes, but the third emperor of Jiuchu, the holy monarch Qian Yuanmu, has been "once in five hundred years" such a supreme evaluation, he first reformed the official system and then reformed the people's livelihood under the obstruction, Jiuchu more than 20 emperors only he did not rely on force, but in the end let the world's heroes be convinced.

Therefore, the second brother is a villain who has only produced a martial arts wizard in five hundred years, and the focus he wants to promote is never "martial arts wizard", but the previous "once in five hundred years"!

This is a complete attempt to put the second brother to death!

While thinking, Zhao Pu unconsciously clenched his fists, and he vowed to find out about this matter and find out the villain hiding in the shadows.

"Second brother. Zhao Pu turned his head to look at Zhao Yan, who was arguing with Li Zixuan, and after Zhao Yan turned his head to look at him, he asked again: "Do you still want to participate in this martial arts hero?"

"That's right, brother, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Zhao Yan's face was full of strangeness.

"How are you going to fight?"

Zhao Pu continued to ask.

"How to fight?" Zhao Yan was even more strange, but he still quickly answered this question: "Actually, I don't have much planning, I just lose if I can, and win if I can." ”

"If you can lose, you can lose?"

Zhao Pu's eyes moved, and he repeated the four words that Zhao Yan said.

"Hehe, brother, you'll be able to see it in a while. ”

Zhao Yan smiled and sold a pass.

"Good. ”

Looking at Zhao Yan who was smiling, Zhao Pu, who was originally quite chaotic because he cared too much in his heart, finally settled down a little.

"Erlang, look, look, the little nun who has a crush on you is in the ring, with that guy Li Xuanze. ”

Li Zixuan pulled Zhao Yan's clothes, pointed to the round ring directly below and said, anyone can see that she is actually in a good mood now, and there is no tension and hostility from the "love enemy" at all.

"Young master, I'm too lazy to talk to you again. ”

Zhao Yan muttered angrily.

With emotion, Zhao Yan finally sat down, and then cast his eyes on the round ring.

And as Li Zixuan said, the guards who were fighting desperately in the ring were gone, and only Li Xuanze, who looked slightly haggard, stood side by side with the white-clothed Saixue who was set off and the wonderful magic glass that was as rich as jade.

Li Xuanze said weakly about the new ring rules of the martial arts heroes who had been drawn up yesterday, and then asked people to come up to the stage to show the bamboo sticks with the names of all the contestants, and after putting all the bamboo sticks into a jade pot, he announced that he would let the "transcendent outside the object" magic glass to draw the first two people to compete on stage.

After showing her politeness to the onlookers, she raised the jade pot with a heavy hand and shook it a few times, before reaching out and taking out the first bamboo stick from the jade pot.

"Guardian—" Miaofa Ruri first glanced at the bamboo stick, then pointed the part of the bamboo stick with the name written on it towards everyone, and then read out the following content in a voice that was small but magically audible for everyone to hear: "Li Gaoqing, the thirteenth son of King Jia." ”

"Come on, come on, I'll fucking know that with Lao Tzu's luck, I'll definitely be drawn the first ......."

Not too far from Zhao Yan, there was a black guy who looked quite like the black whirlwind Li Kui, shouted loudly and stood up, and then strode out of the ring.

After this Li Gaoqing stood in the ring, Miaofa Liuli shook the jade pot again, and then reached out and pulled out the second bamboo stick.

"Attacker......" Miaofa Liuli read these three words first, and then stayed for a moment before reading the follow-up text: "Zhao Yan, the second son of the Duke of Rongyang County." ”

Zhao Yan, the second son of the Duke of Rongyang County?!

As soon as these words were pronounced, the hundreds of onlookers who were originally talking to each other were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes fell on Zhao Yan.

If the gaze can kill, Zhao Yan will definitely die violently at this moment.

It's a pity that the gaze can't kill, so Zhao Yan, who is in the spotlight, pursed his lips and recited a strange muttering that no one can understand in this world - "Oh Xiba, how-old-am-I ......"

"What did you say, Jiro?"

Li Zixuan, who heard it most clearly, had four inexplicable big characters clearly written on the door of her head.

"I said that a man like me is like a firefly in the dark night, a beetle in the field, so distinct, so outstanding. Hey, if you want to live a low-key life, it's really ...... Lonely as snow. ”

Zhao Yan, who stood up slowly, sighed in a positive tone.

This sigh of the commotion made Li Zixuan completely messy, and it took her twelve percent of her strength to suppress the idea of laughing wildly.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yan also stepped down and walked to the round ring that had been repaired after being broken by him yesterday.

"Zhao Erlang, I, I'm ......" Li Gaoqing, who was guarding, glared at Zhao Yan for at least ten seconds, and finally squeezed out a smile that was not much better than crying, and then finally held back the sentence: "I have no enmity with you!"

"Ah yes, there is no hatred, no hatred, so let's just have a casual fight! Come on, come on, make a move, I'm waiting to be defeated by you!"

Zhao Yan, who was eager to be defeated, echoed continuously.