Guan Zhilan was also relieved to see that Ming Xing'er was fine.

At this time, the referee announced: "No. 6 field, Ji Chen wins!" ”

Ji Chen and Ming Xing'er came down, and Guan Zhilan immediately went to greet them.

Seeing this, Ji Chen also grinned and walked up with a smile.

But who knew that Guan Zhilan pushed him away, walked to Ming Xing'er's side, took Ming Xing'er's hand, looked up and down, and comforted.

Ming Xing'er walked past Ji Chen, gave him a "you know" look, and walked forward with Guan Zhilan.

Ji Chen waved his hand and had to follow behind him.

In the next game, it was Guan Zhilan's turn to play.

This time, her opponent is a monk who drives all kinds of poisonous insects.

The woman naturally has a sense of fear of these snakes, insects, rats and ants, so Guan Zhilan hurriedly distanced herself.

She wanted to repeat her old trick and attack head-on with the rocket charm, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack on her side.

But after the rocket rune fired the rocket, she realized that these poisonous insects were extremely fast, and the rocket could only hit a small part of them.

So Guan Zhilan threw out a few "zombie talismans", and according to the method of driving zombies taught by Ji Chen before, let these zombies eat and bite poisonous insects.

Guan Zhilan herself stayed in the protective shield of "painting the ground as a prison talisman", waiting for work.

Her opponent looked at the vast number of zombies in front of her, but she was helpless.

Because of this monk, although his own strength also has a foundation level, most of his energy is spent on cultivating and driving these poisonous insects, and at the same time improving his own defense ability.

As for the offensive exercises, they are very lacking, and even the ordinary imperial envoy flying sword can only be said to be barely possible.

And the death of every poisonous insect would shake the monk's heart.

In a short time, the monk vomited blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

This is just the way Guan Zhilan played, the other monks, all of them were entangled in poisonous insects, desperately fighting, and when the monk reacted and wanted to sneak attack the poisonous insect monk, he found that the poisonous insect monk was fast, high defense, and extremely difficult to kill.

Instead, these monks were entangled in poisonous insects and eventually died of poison.

This poisonous insect monk, relying on this tactic, has already killed nearly ten foundation building period monks.

But at this time, he could only lie on the ground, thinking in his heart: "Could it be that the sky is going to forget me!" ”

Not long after, the referee announced that Guan Zhilan had won.

Ji Chen looked at the zombies in the field who were still eating poisonous insects, and his heart was bleeding.

This "Imperial Zombie Talisman", the cost of one is five or six hundred spirit stones, which is still the cost after the success rate is increased in the place where the three major families sacrifice to the sky.

In this scene just now, Guan Zhilan threw out two or three thousand spirit stones at the cost of alone, not counting the hard work and time-consuming of Jichen.

But seeing Guan Zhilan happily and jumping beside him, describing the battle just now with his eyebrows fluttering, Ji Chen no longer cared about the gains and losses of these spirit stones.

The next competition was Ji Chen's, and this was the third time he stood on this competition venue.

Ji Chen entered the arena early, stomped his feet, and waited for the arrival of his next opponent.

Under the repeated urging of the referee, Ji Chen's opponent walked in.

Ji Chen saw that this person was five big and three thick, two heads taller than himself, but he was holding a pair of silver short guns.

Ji Chen thought in his heart: "This person looks like he is walking the way of strength, how can he make such a light short spear?" ”

As soon as the person came up, he looked at Ji Chen like that bright apricot.

Ji Chen also felt an inexplicable anger in this person.

"We, we've met?" Ji Chen asked.

"I haven't seen it!" The man replied.

"Then why do you look like this, I haven't beaten you, and I don't owe you money."

"But you robbed Miss Guan's second!"

Only then did Ji Chen react, it turned out to be a rival in love.

Ji Chen smiled slightly and replied: "In Xia Ji Chen, Daoist friends are polite!" ”

"My name is Master Gao, I don't care how you trick the second lady of the housekeeper, as long as you are willing to let go, I will let you get out of the way. What do you think? ”

Ji Chen shook his head: "Not good?" ”

"Hmph, if you don't eat and drink in a toast, then you have to look good!"

Gao Fuzi held a pair of short guns and sprinted towards Ji Chen.

Ji Chen doesn't talk nonsense, since he is a rival in love, he must respond to the past in the most direct and violent way.

Ji Chen took out the Ganjun sword and greeted Master Gao.

This master is indeed very powerful, but his pair of short guns can make opponents despise.

Anyone who saw this pair of short guns thought that it was made of ordinary second-order immersion iron, and the weight should be about three hundred catties.

But in fact, each of these two short guns weighs a thousand pounds.

It is made of second-order immersion iron crystals, second-order true copper and a small amount of second-order star meteorite, which is several times heavier than ordinary second-order immersion iron.

With a "bell", Ji Chen touched this pair of short guns for the first time, and felt a huge force attack from the tiger's mouth.

The pair of short spears slammed into Ji Chen like a mad bull, knocking Ji Chen to the edge of the field.

Ji Chen wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, stood up, and looked at the two short guns in Gao Fuzi's hands.

Gao Fuzi smiled: "I forgot to tell you, my two short guns, each weighing 1,500 catties, don't underestimate them." ”

Ji Chen's face sank, and when he looked at the pair of short guns, he began to feel a little jealous in his heart.

"Hmph, since that's the case, let's see who we have the most strength."

Ji Chen took out a second-order mid-grade "Powerful Talisman" and slapped it on himself.

Suddenly, Ji Chen's figure was also a few points taller, and an external spiritual power was running around his body, converging into his limbs.

Then Ji Chen took out a "fire talisman" and slapped it on the Ganjun sword.

Suddenly, a blue flame covered the Ganjun Sword.

"With fire? Hmph, you think the average temperature can melt my pair of short guns? ”

Ji Chen didn't talk nonsense, kicked his hind legs, and rushed towards Gao Fuzi.

Gao Fuzi also held two guns and greeted him.

With a "bell", the two met in the center of the venue.

I saw that the retreat of the two of them was the moment the weapons touched, and they fell into the field, but neither of them took a step back.

Gao Fuzi looked at Ji Chen in surprise, he couldn't believe that his impact would actually be blocked by Ji Chen.

So both sides struck harder, then jumped backwards and separated.

Master Gao looked Ji Chen up and down, as if he wanted to find the reason for Ji Chen's sudden increase in strength.

But Ji Chen didn't plan to let him figure it out, but took the Ganjun sword and rushed forward again.

"Bell, bell, bell"

The two kept hedging, then separating, hedging again, and separating again.

There is no skill at all, and it is completely a competition to see who has the most strength and who has the most endurance.

But as the number of collisions increased, gradually, Gao Fuzi felt that the two guns in his hands became a little hot.

He looked at Ji Chen, and Ji Chen kept hitting as if his strength was inexhaustible.

Master Gao had no choice but to go up hard.

And the short gun in his hand, gradually, began to turn a little red, and after more than a hundred impacts, he began to lose his grip on the short gun.