"Hehe, Huang Chen, I didn't face Xiao Longwang, I'm a little disappointed!"

On the stage, Chen Longxiang pulled out the heavy sword on his back, carried it on his shoulder, looked at Huangchen opposite, and grinned. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The arrogance of King Xiao Dragon is not to his appetite. He couldn't get used to the ruthlessness of the Leng Po Army. He belongs to the heartless and heartless people, although they are both the chief of the Four Elephant Courtyard, but if he can't get used to it, he can't get used to it, and he has a bad relationship with these two people.

Only Huangchen, although he is polite and elegant, he has a very good appetite for him, and the relationship between the two people in private is not bad.

At this time, it is exactly what he wants!

"If you didn't face those two guys, I'm afraid you're snickering in your heart!" took out the sword at his waist and held it in his hand, Huang Chen shook his head and smiled.

Between the words, there was no denial of Chen Longxiang's words. He and Xiao Longwang are recognized as the strongest two in the entire Dongling Academy, although Xiao Longwang has always been called the first, but that is because he is the chief of the Qinglong Academy.

In terms of strength, between him and King Xiao Long, no one knows, not even they know.

For the battle with it, Huangchen is indeed extremely eager for it!

"Don't talk nonsense, it's already done over there!" Turning his head to look at the martial arts platform next to him, he retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Longxiang, Huang Chen slowly pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed obliquely at the ground: "Let's shoot!"

"These two guys are really anxious!" Chen Longxiang also looked at the martial arts stage next to him and pouted.

That's right, but he's not surprised.

King Xiao Long is arrogant and will not say so much to him. Leng Pojun is indifferent and silent, and the same is true. These two people faced each other, without a word of nonsense, and directly drew their swords and shot. There's really nothing strange about it.

Retracting his gaze and looking at Huangchen, Chen Longxiang raised his arm, pointed his heavy sword at Huangchen, and grinned: "Last time the two of us fought, I took five hundred moves from you." This time, I must take you a thousand moves!"

Hearing this, Han Chen's brows jumped, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. With Chen Longxiang's strength, he was defeated after only receiving 500 moves from Huangchen?

And it seems that in this battle, Chen Longxiang still does not have the slightest confidence that he can defeat the other party.

couldn't help but feel a little interested. Turned his head and looked at the competition between King Xiao and Leng Pojun.

It's exciting, but to be honest, it's not much to see. The strength of the Leng Po Army is very strong, but that is just for ordinary people, and it is not enough for the Xiao Dragon King.

Now that he has only fought more than a hundred moves, the situation is already clear, and with a sword in his hand, Xiao Longwang's whole person exudes an astonishing momentum that cannot be ignored. Although the Leng Po Army was like frost, it was still attacking with all its might. But it was still suppressed and fell into the disadvantage.

The difference in strength is really a bit obvious, and the defeat of the Leng Po Army is doomed. Han Chen estimated that five hundred moves, no, four hundred moves should be able to tell the winner.

Without much attention, the gaze was withdrawn. Han Chen looked at Chen Longxiang and Huang Chen, compared to the two, the game between these two should be more interesting.

Facing such a terrifying humanoid demonic beast as Chen Longxiang, Han Chen really wanted to see how Huang Chen would respond. And how to defeat it.

In everyone's eyes, Huang Chen laughed loudly and took the lead.

"How many moves can you receive, but you don't know by talking, you only know after fighting!"

The voice sounded, and Huang Chen stepped out, like a streamer, and instantly appeared in front of Chen Longxiang's body, the golden long sword, cutting through the air, and slashing horizontally towards Chen Longxiang's neck.

So fast!

Han Chen's pupils shrank, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

The speed shown by Huang Chen, the speed is amazing, it is really like a flash of light, even if it is compared to Han Ling'er's sword, it is not inferior at all.

"Hahaha, with such a fast speed, your fast sword intent should have reached the realm of Dacheng!" Chen Longxiang's reaction was not slow, as soon as the heavy sword was raised, the wide sword body directly blocked the sword of Huangchen, making a deafening sound of 'bell', and then laughed, bullied further, and raised his sword to counterattack.

"Dacheng sword intent, how can it be so easy to comprehend, but Xiaocheng is only at the peak!" Huang Chen replied, the golden sword light in his hand flashed, blocking Chen Longxiang's counterattack, and then quickly launched an offensive to meet it.

Bell bell ...

The strength of the two of them is amazingly strong, although Chen Longxiang thinks that he is not as good as Huangchen, but at this time, he has just fought each other, and he can't tell the strength from the weak at all.

In the fight, the two also laughed loudly from time to time, especially Chen Longxiang, who laughed heroically and looked extremely happy.

If there is no one next to the two people, it seems that this is not a competition at all, but just an ordinary fight.

But speaking of which, with the realm level of the two, the competition at this time seems to be no different from the ordinary competition!

It's just that this can surprise the people watching the game. Especially Han Chen, his face was already moved.

Quick Sword Intent!

Like Han Ling'er, the sword intent that this Phoenix Chen comprehended turned out to be a fast sword intent, and it had reached the peak of Xiaocheng, which was much stronger than Han Ling'er!

No wonder I saw it shoot before, and the speed was so amazing.

The two of them made extremely fast moves, and they had already exchanged three hundred moves in an instant.

At this time, on the other side's martial arts stage, the competition between King Xiao Long and Leng Pojun also divided the winners and losers.

Xiao Longwang flew Leng Pojun's weapon with a sword, and then smashed it out with the back of his sword, and the tip of the sword was close to his throat, ending in an instant.

The two fought a total of 384 moves, no more than 400 moves, and it really didn't meet Han Chen's expectations.

The old man Qingzhu announced the result of the victory, and King Xiao Long put his sword into the sheath, turned around and stepped down without saying a word, and returned to his seat. Although Leng Pojun was defeated, his face was still indifferent, there was no change, he got up and stood up, took back the long sword with his fingers, and turned around and walked down.

At that moment, he was actually not injured, but because of King Xiao Long's step-by-step pressing, pointing his sword at his throat, he had to lose.

Han Chen looked at it and secretly paid attention, being able to maintain such indifference in the face of defeat, this heart can be described as strong!

The next group of students came to the stage, but they didn't make a move, but like the students on the other two martial arts platforms, they also had a tacit understanding of the temporary competition, and set their eyes on Chen Longxiang and Huangchen's side.

Although the competition between Xiao Longwang and Leng Pojun is over, the competition between the two has only just entered the white heat. It's the most interesting time, who cares about the competition, let's watch the excitement first.

Han Chen didn't pay much attention, retracted his gaze, and joined in, watching the battle carefully.

Boom boom...

Chen Longxiang at this time. The strength has been fully released, and the sword intent of Gufeng is raging wildly, covering an area of three hundred zhang, within a radius of a thousand meters, it is shrouded in it, and the terrifying aura is even more sweeping everything, which can be called terrifying.

Although the phoenix dust is powerful, it has not yet reached the point where it can be ignored. The sword intent was also completely released, and it was indeed the sword intent of the fast, the same as Han Ling'er, but the coercion displayed was obviously much stronger than Han Ling'er, and the realm was obviously higher.

The breath also rises wildly, making people's hearts breathless, what a terrible coercion!

Powerful sword speed. It shows a terrifying edge, and the strength is agitated. Chen Longxiang couldn't resist it, and was shocked and retreated again and again.

Strength is not a sign of speed, but speed can be a sign of power. As long as the speed is fast enough, it can burst out with unimaginably powerful power.

In the face of Chen Longxiang's almost savage terrifying strength, Huang Chen's fast sword intent could easily resist it. is more able to fight back strongly, and with such strength, people who watch it are terrified.

Another 300 moves passed, and at this time, the two had already exchanged more than 600 moves.

There was no accident, and Chen Longxiang had completely fallen into disadvantage. His face turned red and he roared again and again, but to no avail.

No matter how strong his strength is, under Huang Chen's fast sword intent, it is too slow, Huang Chen can easily dodge it, and then fight back with the slightest strength.

The gap is not small, there is no way to fight at all!

After barely fighting a hundred moves, Chen Longxiang reached the limit, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the heavy sword in his hand was shocked and flew out, and before he could react, Huang Chen's sword was already on his neck.

This battle, with more than 700 moves, is over.

......

At the end of the First World War, Huang Chen's face was not red or panting, he still had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't even breathe quickly, just like a person who had nothing to do, and there was no consumption.

"It seems that he still hasn't done his best in this battle!" Looking at Huang Chen, Han Chen's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

Huangchen's performance is really not like the one that has just gone through a fierce battle.

It was Chen Longxiang, his face was full of depression, he was depressed not because he lost to Huangchen, but because he didn't achieve his goal, he was defeated in only 700 moves, which was too different from his expectations, his face was unhappy, and he sulked at himself.

In the shocked eyes of the people, the two retired from the stage.

The voice of the old man Qingzhu sounded, and the next group of students came to the stage, and many people recovered from the shock, and the competition continued.

Han Chen didn't have the heart to look at it anymore, his brows furrowed slightly, thinking about the competition between the four of them just now.

"It is not unreasonable for Xiao Longwang and Huangchen to be called the two strongest in Dongling Academy, this kind of strength is absolutely undoubted!"

"Xiao Long King defeated Leng Po Jun within four hundred moves, the gap between them is not small, the two are not at the same level!"

This is the competition that has made the most moves in the big competition so far. It just looks like it's still not doing its best.

At least, Han Chen didn't see King Xiao release his sword intent.

With the strength of King Xiao Long, if you want to say that you don't comprehend the sword intent, no one will believe it, but if you don't use it in the competition, then there is only one explanation.

A cold breaking army is not qualified enough for him to release his sword intent.

It's terrible!

As for Phoenix Dust, it should not be underestimated.

Fighting with Chen Longxiang, although it took seven hundred moves, he even released his sword intent, and it seemed that he was doing his best.

But looking at its state, it doesn't look like the hole cards are all out.

Taking a step back, what if Huang Chen has already shown his full strength?

Just one fast sword intent that has reached the pinnacle of small success is difficult to resist.

To hide or not to hide, it doesn't make sense at all.

It's a terrible opponent too!

In these two competitions, it can be completely seen that Xiao Longwang and Huangchen are definitely the two strongest people, there is no doubt about it, as for who is strong and who is weak, the two have not yet fought each other, but it is not clear.

As for Chen Longxiang and Leng Pojun, although the two did not fight, Han Chen could see that the strength of the two should be between the two of them, and the gap would not be too big.

Han Chen didn't have any worries, if he was able to defeat Chen Longxiang, he would be confident that he would defeat Leng Pojun.

What's more, last night's comprehension, the sharp sword intent, the double sword master, and the forbidden area of swordsmanship, made his strength improve a lot, and there was no need to worry.

The competition was carried out one by one, and the progress was very fast.

It's just that there is an appearance of Xiao Longwang and the four people in front of him, and the shock is too great, which makes the competition behind a lot of discoloration, and people can't raise much interest, and the atmosphere in the field is not too high.

Han Chen didn't pay much attention to it, let alone think about it, quietly watching the competition, while waiting for himself and the three of them to meet.

I didn't have to wait too long, and at noon in Rinzai, not long after the thirteenth round began, I finally waited.

"Han Chen, Leng Pojun!"

The voice of the old man Qingzhu sounded, Han Chen's eyes froze, he exhaled lightly, and said secretly in his heart.

"It's finally here!"

got up and jumped onto the stage.

At the same time, on the other side of the player's seat, Leng Pojun also stepped onto the stage, standing twenty feet opposite Han Chen, without saying a word.

Looking at these two people, the people in the audience were stunned at first, and then burst into a burst of soft shouts.

"Damn, finally waited for this guy to come on stage, Lao Tzu was about to fall asleep!" Chen Longxiang twisted his neck and grinned with bared teeth.

Huang Chen and Xiao Longwang leaned forward slightly, and their faces also showed interest.

Han Ling'er, Yang Feng, Absolute God and others were even more so, their faces were full of excitement, but they were more nervous.

Han Chen has gone all the way to this point, undefeated, which has already exceeded their expectations, the greater the so-called hope, the greater the disappointment.

He successively defeated Qianshan Jiuye and Chen Longxiang, all the way up, and now he finally faced the Leng Po Army.

Whether Han Chen can still maintain a winning record and continue to attack.

This is something that everyone wants to know.

There was silence in the field, and the students who were fighting on the other three martial arts platforms, with the same old rules, stopped fighting with a tacit understanding and looked over here.

This made many mentors such as the old man Qingzhu full of helplessness.

But there is no way, Leng Pojun is the chief of the White Tiger Academy, and every time he competes, he attracts great attention. As for Han Chen, it was even more so, he had only entered the academy for less than half a year, and the strength he showed shocked everyone, and it was really unimaginable to rush all the way to this point.

Now that the two are facing each other, which one is stronger and which is weaker, who wins or loses, that kind of curiosity from the bottom of my heart, no one can resist.

After all, even these mentors are like this, let alone others!

"Please advise!"

Leng Pojun's indifference was like a thousand-year-old piece of Xuan Ice, without saying a word, Han Chen didn't talk nonsense with him, Mo Han and Chilong held their swords in both hands and made a sword salute.

"Let's make a move!"

Leng Pojun's weapon is a sword, an ancient sword that is only three feet and nine inches, the sword body is blood-red, as if it is infected with blood, exuding an amazing chill, which is very similar to Dugu Ruohan's blood sword, but it is even more fearful.

The blood-colored long sword was unsheathed, pointing diagonally at the ground, and Leng Pojun spoke for the first time, but without the slightest emotion, it was cold to the bone.

"Pick up!"

Han Chen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse, he snorted softly, reminded the other party, and swung his sword to make a move. (To be continued.) )