After speaking, Chu Nan didn't bother to look at Wang Qiang's face, and walked straight away. For such a person who always thinks about scheming and going the wrong way, Chu Nan has always stayed away.

When he came to the martial arts arena again, Chu Nan found that Wang Lin actually walked to himself and Li Li, and was teased by Li Li from time to time. After looking around, Chu Nan didn't find Wang Qiang's figure, and I don't know if he went to discuss his rapid promotion method with others again.

The average level of people who played in the afternoon was really a few grades higher than that in the morning, and they didn't have any scruples, and they each took out their housekeeping skills.

Li Li turned his head and muttered, "It's too violent, it's too violent." Wang Lin shook his head: "On the martial arts field, life and death have their own destiny, if you have scruples, how can you give full play to your ability?"

Chu Nan sighed and said with a smile: "Don't you have any scruples? ”

Wang Lin shook his head: "I'm stupid, besides, even if I die, I still have a brother." Since I was a child, I couldn't compare to my brother in anything, and most of the revitalization of the family still depends on him. Thinking about it, you said happily: "But my martial arts skills are higher than my brother's, he is only the seventh grade, and I am the eighth grade." ”

Li Li grinned and said in surprise: "My God, how old are you?" and looked at Chu Nan, who looked indifferent, and said depressedly: "He is the eighth grade, why aren't you surprised at all." ”

Chu Nan pointed to the platform and said, "Eight pins, there is one on the stage, and at least among the eight pins." ”

What Chu Nan said was Leng Yun, the son of Leng Li, the commander of the Praetorian Guard Battalion, the best iceberg man, but now he is fighting very hot. At a glance, his opponent knew that he was a battle-experienced person, although he didn't look at the eighth grade, he was on par with Leng Yun with that brave momentum.

Although Leng Yun is a famous genius, he has obviously never encountered such a fierce opponent, every move of the opponent is not like a competition, but more like a desperate fight, and even Leng Yun has no doubt that the opponent will not hesitate to kill himself as soon as he has the opportunity. Leng Yun frowned, where did he still want to be as light and breezy as in the morning.

Li Li muttered: "It is worthy of being on the battlefield, and he can actually suppress the iceberg man." ”

Wang Lin retorted: "No, as long as this momentum drops, Leng Yun will undoubtedly win." ”

Sure enough, the frantic attack had apparently consumed a lot of the man's physical strength, and the attack was getting slower and slower. Leng Yun was obviously aware of this, and also launched a fierce attack. If it is said that the opponent's attack is not afraid of death, then Leng Yun is like **, but the person is as calm as ever. However, in fifty moves, Leng Yun picked up the opponent's wrist with a sword, and the man threw down the weapon in a dejected manner, covering the wound with his other hand, but blood continued to flow from between his fingers.

The blood that was constantly left behind obviously stimulated everyone, and the next few games became more and more tragic and bloody, and even the commander of the guards who was the referee asked everyone to calm down several times to no avail.

Wang Lin suddenly sighed: "As long as the blood of the people of Daliang is not lost, I am not afraid of foreign enemies." ”

Chu Nan smiled, secretly agreeing in his heart. Soon after the founding of the Great Liang Dynasty, from the royal family to the common people still have a blood surname, they want to perform martial arts in the court in front of them, as long as they go to the stage, no one will keep their hands because you are a royal noble, even if you miss and seriously injure the opponent, there is a chance that no one will retaliate afterwards, of course, not everyone has this blood surname.

Chu Nan frowned and watched Wang Qiang fight back and forth with one person for a long time, and in the end, Wang Qiang's opponent sold a flaw and was defeated by Wang Qiang with one move. Obviously, the commander of the guards also saw that there was something to do, but he couldn't say anything, and frowned and announced that Wang Qiang had won.

Wang Lin obviously saw something, a little ashamed and a little angry, but in the end he had to sigh gloomily.

Chu Nan also sighed, didn't use any fancy tricks, walked up to the stage step by step, and looked at his opponent. This opponent is not very old, but his face is full of wind and frost, his eyes are numb and cold, at first glance, he is a strong man who has killed people in his hands, and he will not think of one, and he is the one in front who slashed people into serious injuries.

The man was also covered with paint, and he didn't go to bandage it, and the blood continued to flow out. Chu Nan took a long sword from the weapon rack, weighed it in his hand, put it in a starting pose, and said lightly: "Please." ”

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and swung out the heavy horse chopping knife, which suddenly turned cold, Li Li couldn't help but scream a few times, and Chu Yue in the distance was also terrified.

As soon as Chu Nan's long sword touched the horse slashing knife, he felt a strong surge, and he could either break it with spirit or be more fierce for such a fierce sword technique. Chu Nan wanted to retreat with his strength, and then flexibly maneuvered with the man, and after a hundred moves, the man withdrew his knife and retreated, and said lightly: "If you continue to hide, you won't be able to tell the winner when it's dark." ”

Chu Nan saw that the man still had a long breath and did not look half tired, knowing that he had underestimated his opponent, he sighed and said, "Okay, from now on, I will not take half a step back." ”

Chu Nan snorted coldly, and the long sword opened and closed, although it was not as brave as Leng Yun's opponent, but it also made the opponent's brows furrow. For a while, the sound of gold and iron on the stage was loud, and the sparks were shining, and everyone in the audience was enthusiastic.

Chu Nan's hand was a sword made in the palace, but it was still not an opponent of the saber in the army, just hearing a crisp sound, only half of the long sword in Chu Nan's hand was left. Chu Nan's opponent took a few steps back, looked at Chu Nan, who seemed to be thin, in surprise, and said, "Go and change weapons, I won't take advantage of you." ”

Chu Nan grinned and rubbed his sour arm, and chuckled: "No, half of it can still beat you." ”

Seeing that Chu Nan was not appreciative or polite, the man waved his long knife and fought together again. Chu Nan broke the sword in his hand, and he was immediately at a disadvantage, Chu Nan naturally would not be stupid enough to go hard again, his feet flickered left and right, and his swordsmanship became tricky and vicious. Taking advantage of the strength of his opponent's long knife, he stepped forward in a staggered step, and in the blink of an eye, he placed the broken sword on the man's neck.

The man looked at the short sword in front of him, and then at the long knife on Chu Nan's shoulder, and then took the knife and retreated: "The skill is not as good as others, Su Liang admits defeat." ”

Chu Nan smiled and slowly walked into the crowd, Li Li shouted: "It's too powerful, you kid actually won, that's a master of the seventh grade." ”

Chu Nan stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately he was held by Wang Lin. Li Li looked at the stands and said, "You won't be hurt, right? ”

Sending Li Li away, Wang Lin frowned and said, "Are you injured? Actually, you shouldn't have a hard fight with him." ”

Chu Nan smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm old and injured, it's just that some qi and blood are surging, and it will be fine in a while." ”

Chu Nan breathed on the side for a while, and Li Li came back grinning. Li Li's opponent was Zhou Xiaoxian, and after supporting to a hundred moves, Li Li knew that he had lost. Fortunately, it was an acquaintance, and he was not injured, but he was kicked a few times and suffered a little bit of flesh and skin.

Chu Nan secretly ate a few pills, took out another one and handed it to Li Li, secretly saying in his heart that it was really a waste for you to use. Li Li glanced at Chu Nan hesitantly, swallowed it in one gulp, and felt that the injured meridians were quickly dredged, and there was also a large coolness in the place where he was kicked, and said in surprise: "What kind of medicine is this? It is so effective? Don't hide it, give me a few more pills to defend yourself." ”

Chu Nan dodged Li Li's thief, put away the medicine, and said disdainfully: "I'm too wasteful to give you one, and besides, you don't need this thing." This medicine is precious, so I'd better keep it for myself. ”

After speaking, he ignored Li Li's entanglement and looked at Wang Lin's extraordinary performance on the stage. Wang Lin's opponent happened to be an acquaintance, it was Jian Cong, the son of the favored minister Jian Rong, obviously Wang Lin was letting him know what Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon was, and what was a master of the Eight Grades.

Chu Nan looked at it for a while and couldn't help laughing. Jian Cong is extraordinary, but he is obviously not Wang Lin's opponent, but Wang Lin is not in a hurry to win, he actually uses him to connect the sword, take a closer look, Wang Lin is actually imitating Dugu Qiu's swordsmanship, although he is a little stumbling, but it still makes Jian Cong busy. Chu Nan glanced at Dugu Qiu from a distance, and saw that he was also full of seriousness, obviously not expecting that someone would be able to imitate him.

Wang Lin's seemingly lame but powerful sword moves quickly made Jian Cong impetuous, and after a while, the sword moves changed again, forcing him to abandon the sword and admit defeat.

Chu Nan's face was full of sighs, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could have believed that time had such a genius. It's just that although there are many people present who have such eyesight, most of them still look ignorant and don't see the wonders.

Next, Dugu Qiu and Leng Yun also played in turn, defeating their opponents without danger. Chu Nan also played once, and used his dexterous body and Tai Chi to play the opponent for a long time, and successfully forced the opponent to the stage.

When the end of the day has been to the west, there are only eight people left who can be qualified to participate in the competition, Dugu Qiu Leng Yun unexpectedly occupies a seat, and Zhao Kuo, who was originally very famous, was beaten by a ruthless man of seven grades to vomit blood and leave, and the previously unknown Zhang Mian Wang Lin shined, but the most eye-catching is the Chu family's most uncompetitive fifth son Chu Nan, if the first game is by luck, then the next few Chu Nan really won the opponent's heart. As for the other three in the top eight, it is not surprising that all of them are from the Northland military camp.

The top eight were finally produced, and now it can be said with certainty that none of the eight people have come to this point by luck, and Sun Mian Wang Lin became famous through this, and Chu Nan can be regarded as a name that has washed away the waste on his head. Just look at Chu Yuan, who has never been smiling, to know how happy he is when he narrows his eyes.

But then Chu Yuan couldn't laugh, because Chu Nan's opponent in the next round was a sinister and vicious sissy lonely enemy, and he hadn't tasted a defeat before.

Chu Nan stood on the stage and looked at Li Ling and Yangmei Chuyue behind him from a distance. Li Ling couldn't hide his surprise on his face, but after seeing Dugu Qiu, he smiled lightly and shook his head. Chu Yue still looked very excited, seeing Chu Nan looking over and pursing her lips and waving vigorously, while the bayberry beside her lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chu Nan looked at Dugu Qiu who was waiting patiently and smiled, lowered his head and thought about it, and said the second sentence of the day that made the audience breathe.

"Well, Dugu, it's better for you to admit defeat!"

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