It was like a pebble falling into the heart of the river, causing a little ripple, but in the end it was all calm. The light shone on Nie Qingqing's smug face, and she was not affected in any way because of the words of the monk, because she had to go for a reason.

A person who has a reason to go is not affected by anything, not even this mysterious monk--n'art.

The appearance and departure of the monk did not bring about any changes, and almost everyone regarded him as a madman, or a mad monk.

A sober person is a madman in the eyes of a madman, a madman who has no cure. Even if the monk knew that his admonition had no effect, he could only sigh.

In any case, this last game was a thrilling one, and Nie Qingqing became the first person to win ten games in a row.

Wei Zhenye's expression was cloudy, but he quickly recovered, and when he jumped into the ring, you couldn't see any other expression from this face.

There was no dissatisfaction, no reluctance, and his face was filled with a decent smile that made no flaws visible.

"Now I announce that the first person to get a place is Miss Guo Cuihua standing next to me!" he shouted, and there was nothing unusual in his voice.

Han Chuang sneered and looked at Wei Zhenye's performance, pursed his lips, and said disdainfully: "Hypocrisy." ”

Fuliu glanced at him and said with a smile, "Aren't all human beings hypocritical?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "But there are always some people who are more hypocritical than hypocrisy, and Wei Zhenye is this kind of person." ”

Fuliu smiled: "I think this person is good, at least he didn't make a stumbling block secretly, but set a rule, implement it according to this rule, and everyone, including him, will do it according to the rules." ”

There may be some truth in what Fu Liu said, but Han Chuang didn't think so, if he judged Wei Zhenye's goodness based on this alone, it would be a little too hasty.

Han Fu'er also answered on the side: "This is not right, Wei Zhenye obviously colluded with the sand thieves, how can he be said to be good? I think he is a villain, a big villain." ”

At this moment, even Han Chuang laughed, pinched Han Fu'er's face dotingly, and said with a smile: "Fu'er, you can't look at the good or bad of people like this, what about colluding with sand thieves, standing on different positions, naturally have different angles to look at things." ”

Han Fu'er smiled and said, "That's right, so from my point of view, he is a bad person, a bad person through and through." ”

Han Chuang smiled dumbly.

Nie Qingqing had already returned to them, and just when she heard Han Fu'er's words, she said with a smile: "Fu'er is right, I don't think this Wei Zhenye is a good thing, and you need to be careful about him in the future." ”

Han Chuang frowned and said, "Be careful." ”

At that time, Wei Zhenye had already announced the start of the competition for the second place, and a blue-shirted warrior took the lead in jumping into the ring, this person named Lan Hetian, made two Wu hooks.

When he was a child, he had an adventure and learned a strange kung fu, and he used to hold a sword with two Wu hooks, and it was difficult for ordinary warriors who made swords to exert their full strength in front of him.

Several warriors with swords and swords came to the stage, but they were all hooked by him with Wu hooks, and it didn't take much effort to fight three times in a row - it was easy.

He stood in the middle of the field proudly, and laughed loudly: "Who else is coming, it's best to come up with a strong empty-handed kung fu, my Wu Hook specializes in restraint weapons." It is useless for those who use weapons to come up no matter how much. ”

Han Fu'er in the audience couldn't help but pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "Big brother, this person said that it was too much." ”

Han Chuang smiled, stared at the figure in the ring, and said: "What he said is not an exaggeration, Wu Gou is indeed specialized in weapons, whether it is swords, guns, swords, halberds, except for weapons such as soft whips, they are all restrained by Wu Gou. ”

Han Fu'er stuck out her tongue and said, "Then what he said is not a big deal?"

Nie Qingqing said with a smile: "Silly sister, didn't you say it to your eldest brother, it was Wu Hook who restrained the weapon, not him." ”

Han Fu'er stared at Han Chuang with a suspicious gaze. Han Chuang smiled slightly and said: "Wu Gou can indeed restrain most weapons, but he can't practice this kung fu yet, he can only restrain people who can't practice at home, and it has no effect on the master." ”

Han Fu'er's eyes lit up and said, "Then the big brother hurry up and give him a lesson, let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." As he spoke, he clenched his fists.

Han Chuang shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, someone has already gone up to teach him a lesson." ”

Han Fu'er looked up, only to see a tall and thin man walking into the ring, looking at it again, she gasped and muttered, "How can anyone look like this!"

The man on stage was thin and tall, with wavy blonde hair, a pale complexion, sinking like a dead corpse, a long face with two wounds that dragged from the corners of his eyes to his chin, a expressionless face, and frightening ice blue eyes.

"It's the Semu people. Nie Qingqing said.

The race of the Western Regions of the Semu people is extremely rare in the Southeast Region, if Nie Qingqing is not in the Evil Moon Sect and is the daughter of Nie Yuxin, and can browse the classics of the sect, he may not know this kind of race.

Lan Hetian obviously didn't know about the Semu people, and suddenly saw a yellow-haired and long-faced strange man come up, and he was shocked, and just wanted to speak, he saw the eyes of the yin owl, and the surprise in his heart turned into fear.

"Are you—are you a human or a demon?" he asked boldly.

The man of the colored eyes laughed twice, and said in a strange tone: "If it's a demon, can I still go to this ring?"

Although Lan Hetian had never seen a person with colored eyes, he also knew that the world was big, and there was no reason for it, and after the initial fear, he quickly calmed down.

With a buzz, his right hand was raised, and the sharp Wu hook pointed at the color-eyed man and shouted: "I don't care if you are a human or a demon, you can only lose in my hands when you get into this ring." ”

The man smiled again and said, "Really?"

"Of course—"

Before Lan Hetian could speak, he suddenly saw the Colored Eyes Man pull out a scimitar out of nowhere and slash at him.

This scimitar is different from the common scimitars in the southeast region, the arc is larger, the blade is thinner, and the widest part is only about two fingers wide, and the knife is in the air, cutting through the air, and letting out a sharp whistle.

Han Chuang stood in the crowd and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that his simple move to split Huashan was amazing. I only heard Nie Qingqing's voice coming: "This knife technique is somewhat interesting." ”

Han Fu'er asked, "What do you mean?" I think it's just an ordinary knife. ”

Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang and motioned for him to explain, Han Chuang didn't shirk it, and said with a straight smile: "Fu'er, this knife is not an ordinary force to split Huashan, to be precise, it is ordinary to use an ordinary long knife, but it is not ordinary to use this scimitar." ”

Han Fu'er asked suspiciously: "What's not ordinary?"

Han Chuang replied: "You can see the trajectory and landing point of his knife, and then you can see that there are seven changes behind this knife, which are clever and free, smart and elegant, light and arrogant, and all kinds of moves." If Lan Hetian wants to use the same technique as an ordinary long knife to hold a scimitar, I'm afraid he will suffer a big loss. ”

Sure enough, Lan Hetian shouted: "It's good to come." The two Wu hooks both flew out, ready to concoct the scimitar in the same way, but unlike the blade that Wu Hook had just touched, the scimitar turned downward, disappeared from his sight, and then rushed forward like a dragon and stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

This scimitar blade is not thick, and not wide, the tip is sharp, it is to be able to be a sword, at this moment this color eye people use a style called "python out of the hole" swordsmanship, the swordsmanship itself is not clever, but it is just right to use here.

Even Han Chuang couldn't help but applaud, and said: "A fake knife is not a knife, this sword move is just right." ”

Nie Qingqing nodded and added, "It's a pity that this Lan Hetian is too rigid, if he knows how to be flexible, I'm afraid he won't be defeated." ”

Between the two of them singing and harmonizing, it was like Lan and Tian had been defeated.

Lan Hetian didn't know that the two were discussing, and when they saw the blade attacking, they were so shocked that they could only pull the hook back to save them, thinking: "This scimitar is really a little special, I'll guard the door first and see his moves clearly." ”

The idea was excellent, but how could the Lust-eyed Man give him a chance to breathe, I saw the corners of his mouth hook up slightly, and a purple-red snake shadow appeared behind him, and the scimitar that stabbed at Lan Hetian's lower abdomen suddenly changed shape, twisting like a snake winding upward.

Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing glanced at each other, and Gu saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

After being surprised, a smile appeared on Han Chuang's face: "Fortunately, it's okay that the last person to come to power is not a monk, if it is this lustful person, I'm afraid you are not an opponent." ”

Nie Qingqing also said with a happy face: "That's right, the martial soul is actually a purple snake, a martial artist with this kind of martial soul, the martial arts are the most weird, and it is impossible to guard against." If it's the first time I encounter it, I'll really suffer. ”

Even Nie Qingqing said that the martial arts that could not be prevented, how could he prevent it with the strength of Lan Hetian, and he could only watch the scimitar pierced into the lower abdomen.

Blood poured out slowly.

The man sneered.

"Wu Hook is nothing more than that. He pulled out his scimitar and kicked Lan Hetian out of the ring.

The color man didn't look at him, maybe in his heart, the loser was not worth paying attention to at all, he smiled and said lightly: "Next!"

New juban battles begin, one after the other.

The moves of the Semu Man are as weird as his martial spirit, there is no nine consecutive wins, and no one can support ten moves in his hands.

After kicking the next opponent, he laughed out loud: "The last one, who else will come to the stage to die?"

For a long time, no one answered, and most people were silent. The color-eyed man sneered twice and shouted, "Isn't there a good man in the southeast region?"

These words were so rampant that even Han Chuang, who had always been good-tempered, frowned, and was about to take the stage when a hoarse voice suddenly came: "It's not a hero in the Southeast Region, but to deal with you, and you don't need a hero at all." ”

As soon as the words fell, a figure jumped into the ring, it was the swordsman that Han Chuang had noticed when he signed up.

It was still the golden wire big ring knife, and it still looked weak and impassive, but it was a little different from the day he signed up, Han Chuang noticed that at this moment, his eyes were gray, looking dark and scary on his pale face, and his pupils were as small as needles, black and scorching.

As soon as this swordsman came to the stage, the color eye man immediately put away his contempt, the two of them also use knives, and the people who also use knives naturally have a special sense, and he can clearly feel the strength of the swordsman opposite.

"Who are you?" was still in that strange tone, but it was much more polite, whether in the Southeast or Western Regions, the strong should be respected.

The swordsman smiled and said lightly, "I'm not used to letting a person who is bound to lose at my hands know my name. ”

Arrogant!

These words are extremely arrogant, even more arrogant than the words of the lustful man just now.

The man laughed angrily and shouted, "I want to see what you are capable of speaking out." ”

Wielding a scimitar and slashing through, it was the same move to split Huashan, and there were also seven hidden changes.

Under the ring, Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang and asked, "Which of them do you think can win?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Nie Qingqing's eyes rolled and he smiled: "It's the same as you think." ”

Han Chuang laughed out loud and said, "Your answer is a bit tricky. ”

Nie Qingqing smiled: "Do you think you will be wrong?"

Han Chuang shook his head.

Nie Qingqing said: "Isn't that right? I chose the right possibility. ”

Han Chuang smiled but did not speak.

Han Fu'er was a little dizzy by the two of them, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Fuliu smiled: "Little girl, your eldest brother and sister-in-law mean that the lustful man is doomed." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Semu Man had already fallen out of the ring.