Rushing ahead of Li Zhong, Shi Cheng said gently: "Your Majesty, Shi has a certain period of loose cultivation, and he travels the world just to be comfortable and leisurely, how can he have the heart to stop the royal driver?" ”

A burst of laughter came from the stands around him, and the matter of Shi Cheng's cure of Princess Hecheng was only spread among some high-ranking ministers in the Western Desert Country, but few people knew about it in the sects of the Western Desert, so many people present thought that Shi Cheng was quibbling.

However, there was a person in the crowd who was excited, that is, Wu Cungang, the head of the White Tower Gate who had fought with Shi Cheng when Shi Cheng entered the royal city, although he had not seen Shi Cheng's face, but Shi Cheng's voice he remembered clearly, and when he heard Shi Cheng speak, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Shi Cheng.

"Brother Stone means that the widow is slandering you?" Han Qu's eyebrows were raised, and his voice was much heavier.

"Don't dare, but Your Majesty may have some misunderstanding about Shi......"

"If the widow sees it with his own eyes, will there be misunderstandings? Brother Shi, you can't be under the whip of a tyrant for too long, and you can't tell the truth anymore, right? ”

"Wu Na Xi Man, hurry up and get grandpa on stage to die!"

I don't know who shouted in the audience, and then ten, hundred, and thousand words of ridicule and scolding came out of the crowd.

"The ugly monster with only a mouth on his body, he still wants to challenge me to be a righteous leader? Brag unblushingly. ”

"Hugh wants to quibble, hurry up to the stage to meet the real chapter!"

"Thousands of years old? A long history? Phew, a bunch of grassland sick men! ”

"Your Majesty, no!" Li Zhong wanted to defend Shi Cheng, but the sound of the surrounding stands drowning him out in an instant.

"You, you! Old Stone! Wu Neng, who was sitting in the south stand from afar, had turned completely white, he had thought that the King of the Western Desert might make things difficult for Shi Cheng at the martial arts conference, but he never expected that there would be a scene in front of him. Iron Mask still looked calm, but his hand holding the sword was getting tighter and tighter.

A complicated smile appeared on Shi Cheng's face, and he left his desk and slowly walked to the front of the steps, stopping at the highest step.

"What's the matter, Brother Shi, do you know that your cultivation is shallow, and now you regret saying big things in front of the widow?" The smile on Han Qu's face became more and more proud.

At this moment, Shi Cheng had completely understood the true purpose of Han Qu inviting him to come today, and now the anger in his chest had gone to seven or eight times, and he just wanted to laugh in his heart.

Shi Cheng knew in his heart that as long as he stepped down this step today, he would no longer have a place in the Western Desert Country.

Is it soft? But does that work? If he is soft, what Han Qu will do next is very obvious, the ability of the chief writers of the Di Bao of the Cold Moon Country Shi Cheng is very clear, if he is soft today, within a month, from the southernmost Tator country in the southeast wilderness to the northernmost Miyun country in the cold moon continent, Han Qu will become a hero who fights against the tyrant eagle dog, and he Shi Cheng will become a capricious and strong passer-by rat in various descriptions, then the plan to go to Donglu to continue the investigation is basically no longer necessary, Even after the news is transmitted back to Xilu, there will be many people who look down on him Shi Cheng. If Han Qu becomes a hero, then he Shi Cheng will always be a harlequin.

"As for what will happen to my toughness today, Donghua once told me that if I am tough today, with my identity, maybe there will be more room to stay......"

Shi Cheng looked at Huang Yuan from a distance, not knowing what the expression of the face under the mask would be at this moment, "I just don't know if there is this person's handwriting in today's matter, if there is, hehe, good means, I Shi Cheng admitted it this time." ”

Next, Shi Chengsu suppressed the expression on his face and turned his cold gaze to Han Qu, "You forced me." ”

"Old stone, he walked up!" Wu Neng exclaimed in a low voice.

Tie Mian looked around and said lightly: "Okay, you can prepare the ticket to leave the West Desert early." ”

Shi Cheng's pace is not fast, but rather slow, like an old man who gets up in the morning and walks around.

"I didn't see anything remarkable about him." Disdainful voices rang from all around.

Wu Cungang looked at the contemptuous expressions on the faces of the people around him, and secretly shook his head in his heart, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

After Shi Cheng came to power, Sun Teng, who was a little impatient and waiting, arched his hand, "Lu Teng of the Lower West Desert Martial Academy, please ...... Your Excellency."

"Needless to say." Shi Cheng patted his sleeves and said in fluent Tiandu official dialect: "I'm not interested in the names of the defeated generals. ”

"Hmph, it's not a small tone!" Sun Teng was a little annoyed in his heart, "Your Excellency, be careful!" ”

Sun Teng's body was really circulating, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person rose into the air, and then countless phantoms appeared in the air. He waved the steel knife in his hand, and a dense grate net pressed towards Shi Cheng.

Tao Wei in the stands turned pale when he saw it, and his anger was all blocked in his throat, at this time he finally understood why his father valued Sun Teng, who was much younger than him, so much younger than him during his lifetime, and he and Sun Teng were not at the same level in martial arts talent at all, if there was no civil strife in the sect, now the master of the Golden Dao Gate would only be Sun Teng, not him Tao Wei.

"I didn't expect him to master the fourth way sword technique in such a short period of time." Tao Wei's heart was a little bitter.

Li Zhong looked at Sun Teng's fierce knife technique and Shi Cheng, who looked a little stunned, and sighed in his heart, he couldn't bear to continue watching.

Wu Nengkan's palms were still a little sweaty, but Tie Mian simply closed his eyes and recuperated, as if Sun Teng had surrendered and admitted defeat.

Shi Cheng looked at the knife net pressed from the air, the corners of his mouth pulled out a disdainful arc, his legs did not move, he just raised his right hand to the right ear, and snapped his fingers gently.

The power that came from all directions gathered in the knife net, and in an instant, a brilliant flame exploded in front of Sun Teng's eyes, shattering the sky net woven by white light, he only heard his own scream, and then he didn't know anything.

The originally noisy venue became silent for a moment.

The smile on Han Qu's face froze, and he looked at Sun Teng who fell out of the field in disbelief.

Qu Changqing, who was standing behind Han Qu, sneered in his heart, laughing at Han Qu's boldness and confusion, although the actual combat ability of the Dan Master was the lowest among all kinds of monks, who dared to guarantee that there would not be an outlier, not to mention that Shi Cheng was still a half-step grandmaster, that is, people like Han Qu who liked wishful thinking thought that this was a gamble to win.

But then again, since it's gambling, how can there be a guarantee of winning?

Zheng Yidao and Tao Wei's eyes were about to fall out, they looked at Shi Cheng, who was calm and relaxed, and then looked at Sun Teng, who fell to the ground, his life and death were unknown, and they couldn't believe that this was a real scene happening in front of their eyes.

"How...... How can it be! What kind of demon is this! Isn't he a Dan Master! Han Qu was furious, and a feeling of panic and helplessness finally surged in his heart.

"Hurry up and carry it down, rest assured, his life is not in danger." After saying this, Shi Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the monks around him, and asked loudly, "Who else?" ”

After a short period of silence, the anger of the monks of the Western Desert Kingdom was finally re-aroused by Shi Cheng.

"The West Barbarians are rampant! I am Tulun, the great disciple of the Jianyan Sect, and I have come to learn your Excellency's high moves! ”

Shi Cheng fixed his eyes and saw that a tall young man with the blood of the indigenous people of the Western Desert jumped down from the stands, and jumped onto the stage in a few steps, without saying a word, he flashed towards Shi Cheng, intending to defeat the opponent by relying on fast melee combat.

However, Shi Cheng's face did not change, and a neat little grappling hand clamped Tulun's arm tightly, and when Tulun exhaled in pain, he reflexively kicked him out of the ring.

"If you don't have the confidence to fight alone, you can also go up with several people." Shi Cheng said with a smile to all the monks present.

"Baiqiu Sword Sect, He Qing, come to receive the teaching." As soon as the words fell, a white shadow rushed out from the southeast stand, and in a few breaths, the man and the sword stabbed to the edge of the ring.

Shi Cheng didn't look at it, the fingers of his right hand popped out, and an incomparably powerful true qi broke through the air and attacked He Qing, He Qing was shocked, but it was not easy for people to flash in mid-air, so he had to return to the sword to resist, but how could this be able to block the true qi emitted by a half-step master with such profound skills as Shi Cheng? Sure enough, the real momentum broke He Qing's long sword like a bamboo, and slammed it into his chest. He Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down, and fell out of the ring in embarrassment.

"You...... Ahem...... You Western barbarian don't talk about martial arts, I haven't landed yet, you ...... Ahem...... Ahem...... Just sneak up on me! He Qing clutched his chest and tried to get up from the ground, but his sour and weak body finally forced him to darken his eyes and faint.

Shi Cheng didn't pay attention to He Qing who had fainted at all, and said coldly: "Is there no one?" ”

There are still brave Western Desert martial artists on the scene. After He Qing was carried down, three more people rushed up in the crowd, but they were all knocked off the stage by Shi Cheng with one move, and four scattered cultivators wanted to join forces to attack Shi Cheng, but they were lightly slapped by Shi Cheng, and they were all beaten on the stretcher.

"Su Ling of the Golden Sword Gate, come and learn your Excellency's high moves!" A short-haired woman with a pretty face and a slightly childish face jumped up, and the slender waist and the heavy long knife in her hand looked like a strange contrast.

Shi Cheng glanced at Su Ling, and then asked Zhu Mingtao, who was presiding over the meeting, from a distance: "Zhu Zhuang Master, this girl has already played before, why can she still come up now?" ”

Zhu Mingtao cleared his throat and said, "What Zhu said before is that everyone has to go on stage once, and he didn't say that he can only go on stage once. ”

"Okay, it's the same anyway." Shi Cheng sneered.

Su Lingliu raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Take it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there seemed to be a whirlwind on her knife, and then, the overwhelming knife qi swept towards Shi Cheng, but Shi Cheng didn't dodge, his legs sank, he flew up with a kick, and directly met Su Ling's blade.

With a bang, the sole of the boot collided with the blade, like a biscuit hitting a layer of iron wall, Su Ling's long knife was smashed by Shi Cheng's kick, she was shocked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late, Shi Cheng's second kick had already followed, and the blow kicked her hard in the chest, kicking Su Ling's whole person directly away.

"Ling'er!" Tao Wei was shocked and angry, and regardless of his identity, he hurriedly ran down the stands, until he was sure that Su Ling had no serious internal injuries, but only fainted, and then he relaxed slightly.

The teacup in Zheng Yidao's hand smashed on the ground, and he muttered in disbelief: "What realm is this Shi Cheng?" ”

"Who else!" Shi Cheng said coldly.

All the Western Desert monks looked at each other, and everyone's eyes invariably looked at the monks of the Plum Blossom Sect and the Rapid Feather Village, and everyone also knew very well in their hearts that after the defeat and loss of Lu Teng, the master of the Western Desert Martial Academy, there was only one who could save the situation, and now there was only one who could save the situation.