Chapter 41: Chen Hao's pain
The news that the Luoyan Sect was going to compete with the Xuanjian Sect in the ring quickly spread in the Luoyan Sect, and many disciples of the Luoyan Sect gathered next to the ring, and several law enforcement elders appeared in addition to the disciples, among which Elder Yin Fat and a lean Elder Yin appeared on the edge of the ring and stood beside Elder Peng. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Chen Hao looked around in the crowd, as if looking for someone, but quickly withdrew his eyes and sighed softly.
"Mouse, what are you looking at?" Shi Sanpang pushed Chen Hao beside him and said with a smile.
"Nosy, you still look at your little cui junior sister, she is chatting with Zhong Ziming now," Chen Hao said.
"Whatever, she's not my cup of tea anymore. Shi San smiled with a fat ****.
"Which little junior sister do you want to harm again? Chen Hao has long been accustomed to Shi Sanfat's treatment of feelings, which is always in the evening.
"Mouse, you're right, our young people's world is outside, and we want to harm the little sisters of other sects. Shi Sanpang touched his third chin and said solemnly.
Chen Hao wanted to pump him when he saw Shi Sanfat pretending to be serious, and flicked his sleeves away from him. Afterwards, Elder Peng called several elite disciples of the late stage of the sect to his side and instructed them one by one, including Zhong Ziming, Li Mingzhe, and Yu Wei, and the other two were joined by two elite disciples who had been in the field for a long time, Li Sanrang and Qian Youdi. The lean Elder Yin smiled angrily at the fat man Yin, and immediately the fat man Yin grabbed Elder Peng to the side and whispered in a low voice. Then Elder Li, who was dressed in gray, ran over and whispered in Elder Peng's ear. In the end, Elder Peng determined the places for the first game, Zhong Ziming in the first game, Yu Wei in the second game, Shi Sanpang in the third game, Li Sanrang in the fourth game, and Chen Hao in the fifth game, and the places determined by Sima Su were Cai Hui in the first game, Lin Ke in the second game, Sima Bai in the third game, Gongsun Gu in the fourth game, and Mu Yu in the fifth game.
"Mouse, you heard that you and I are in the confirmed quota, why didn't Elder Peng get my consent, and the fat man didn't do it. Shi Sanpang beat Chen Hao to his side and whispered.
"Don't be bored, wait for the competition to start, you carefully observe the moves of the Xuanjian Sect. Chen Hao said very seriously.
"Oh, got it. Shi Sanpang had never seen Chen Hao take a matter so seriously, and immediately stopped joking.
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"Okay, the first game begins, Zhong Ziming of the Luoyan Sect will fight against Cai Hui of the Xuanjian Sect, and the two sides will immediately come to the stage..." After the two looked at each other, their eyes showed essence, both of them were acquired in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, Zhong Ziming was not only a sword cultivator but also soon promoted to a spirit disciple. Cai Hui was burly, carrying a giant sword behind him, which was almost as tall as others. The two sides soon fought together, Zhong Ziming's Red Fire Sword flew towards Cai Hui like a flame, Cai Hui shook his arm, and the giant sword flew out from behind to meet the Red Fire Sword. The disciples under the ring were dazzled, and with the collision of several flying swords, the light of the giant sword gradually dimmed. Elder Peng and the lean Elder Yin on the side smiled. Cai Hui saw that his giant sword could not support it for long, and that if he continued to fight, it would only increase his losses, so he immediately admitted defeat.
The second game started immediately after the first game, and after the first game, the two sides had a little understanding of each other's sect moves, Yu Wei and Link have been deadlocked, resulting in both defeats and injuries both lying in the ring, and finally Link stood up with his perseverance. Elder Peng frowned slightly, he arranged for two genius disciples in front to win two wins in one fell swoop, and now one win and one loss made him faintly worry about Shi San Fat in the third game.
When it was announced in the third game that Shi Sanpang and Sima Bai were on the field, Shi Sanpang rushed up with a loud roar, the fat was still shaking, and there was a burst of laughter under the ring. Shi Sanpang turned around and grimaced, and Elder Peng secretly regretted it.
"Dead fatty, are you here to sell meat? Sima Bai said mockingly. This Sima Bai is the white-clothed young man who laughed at Shi Sanfat and Zhong Ziming in the family before. Shi Sanpang could see at a glance that it was him, "You inverted hammer face, don't you feel ashamed to be so ugly to come on stage to offer your ugliness?"
When Sima Bai heard that this fat man was laughing at his appearance, the anger in his heart rushed directly to his head, "Wait a while, you have a kind of don't surrender, Lao Tzu wants to beat you back, and my father won't recognize it." The two came to the stage and scolded each other before they started fighting, and there was a burst of boos in the ring. However, Elder Peng looked at Fat Yin with a smug expression, he completely felt that this pair of masters and apprentices was completely unreliable. Elder Peng stood up again to announce the start of the game, and the two of them took a stance. Shi Sanpang slapped the storage bag and took out a stack of yellow talismans in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and there were layers of light scattered around him, and the disciples under the ring looked shocked for a while. Sima Bai on the opposite side saw that this fat man had directly opened the protective shield before the war, and there were so many layers, and his heart shuddered. Sima Bai's face twitched, mobilized the true qi of his whole body, and then the two flying swords behind him vibrate, soaring into the sky, and disappeared directly into the sky. The disciples of the Luoyan Sect under the ring were directly dumbfounded, and then two flashes of light in the sky lit up like two rays of light towards Shi Sanpang in the ring. "Oh no!" Elder Peng secretly shouted, he could see that this flying sword was infinitely powerful from the sky, and it was difficult for ordinary innate people to resist, and it could be said that he was ignoring Shi Sanfat's layers of protective shields. Sima Su, who was on the side, nodded slightly, and he could see that he was also very satisfied with Sima Bai's move. Just when everyone was worried about how Shi Sanpang would resist this move, Shi Sanpang unexpectedly removed the protective shield, and an extra wind talisman appeared in his hand, and an almost flash-like speed appeared in front of Sima Bai, using his famous stunt wave palm, directly hitting Sima Bai into the air, and directly chasing Sima Bai's body that flew out upside down hit hundreds of palms, directly shocking Sima Bai out of more than 20 zhang and falling under the ring, Sima Bai lay on the ground and spewed blood. Sima Bai was really angry when he was knocked out, and he couldn't control the flying sword to plunge straight into the ring where Shi Sanpang was standing.
"You and I look like you're Xiaobai, stand there and let you cum! You're too brittle yourself, I'll vomit blood after a few slaps of you, and the fat man hasn't exerted his strength yet!" Shi San said to Sima Bai pretending to be forced, and the angry Sima Bai squirted another mouthful of blood. The audience was silent at first, and all the disciples looked at Shi Sanpang with their mouths open, and then there were bursts of cheers from under the ring. Chen Hao looked at Shi Sanpang pretending to be cute in the ring and smiled happily.
Suddenly, the more Elder Peng looked at this Shi Sanpang, the more he liked it, and immediately announced that Shi Sanpang had won, Sima Su's face was slightly ugly, and he took out a pill missile from the storage bag and gave it to Sima Bai.
Shi Sanpang walked out of the ring and was cheered heroically, as if the game was over and Luo Yanzong had won. Sima Su said to Elder Peng, "Senior Brother Peng has two more games in the future, you can announce the next one." ”
In the fourth battle between Li Sanrang and Gonghan Valley, the people around them couldn't take their eyes off it, the fight in the ring was extremely fierce, this one was very important to Luoyan Sect, if you win this one, you don't need to compete in the fifth game, Elder Peng was nervous, and he couldn't wait to run up and fight. But in the end, Li Sanrang lost the fourth game by a slight disadvantage.
After the results of the fourth game were announced, Elder Peng looked at Chen Hao, this young sect master who caused trouble everywhere in the sect on weekdays, would it be as pleasant as Shi Sanpang brought him such a surprise, which made him faintly look forward to it. At the same time, there was a middle-aged man in white standing on the top of Luoyan Peak, looking at the direction of the ring from a distance, as if he could clearly see everyone in the square. This person is the sect master of the Luoyan Sect, that is, Chen Hao's father, Chen Yutian.
At this time, Elder Li in a gray Taoist uniform appeared beside Chen Yutian: "Sect Master, the last battle is the Young Sect Master against Mu Yu of the Xuanjian Sect. ”
Chen Yutian nodded, and Elder Li stepped forward again and said, "Sect Master, every time you let your subordinates secretly take care of the Young Sect Master, and you never let the Young Sect Master know that you are paying attention to him, in fact, the Young Sect Master works very hard to cultivate on weekdays, but he deliberately looks like a fool in his predecessors, and he cares a lot about what you think of him." ”
Seeing Chen Yutian looking into the distance thoughtfully, Elder Li was silent, and he didn't say anything more.