"Fang He, are you okay kid?"

"How soft-handed and soft-footed, even a registered disciple can't beat him. ”

The rest of the competitions in the ring had ended one after another, and more and more eyes were turned to this side, seeing that the opponent who was fighting with Fang He was wearing a registered disciple uniform, and couldn't help shouting.

Listening to the discussion in the audience, Fang He began to be a little impatient, and his punches became undisciplined.

It didn't take long for the flaws to be revealed, and he was slapped on the chest by Chen Shisan.

This palm, the power was not great, it only knocked Fang He back a few steps, but he did not suffer any injuries.

However, in front of almost all the disciples in the sect, he was deflated at the hands of a named disciple, which made Fang He lose face.

Fang He's face was flushed with a strange blood, and he opened his mouth to spew out a blood mist.

The figure swept by, the blood beads in the air formed a thin film on the body, and the fists were almost viscous with blood.

"Physical, fun. ”

Chen Shisan clenched his fists with interest, but he didn't expect that this Fang He also had a physical cultivation technique, and it seemed that his cultivation was good, which was an excellent opportunity to beat his body.

In an instant, the two fists collided together.

"How's it going?" a disciple asked, the two of them had been stuck in the field for some time, but they couldn't tell who won and who lost.

"Click!"

The sound of bones cracking came, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, Chen Shisan stood tall, while Fang He on the opposite side had beads of sweat on his forehead, holding his right arm and falling.

"The winner of this game, Chen Sheng!"

The voice of the congratulatory message did not carry the slightest emotion, and after announcing the result, he called two disciples to carry Fang He down and glanced at Chen Shisan deeply.

"Chen Sheng, when did Thirteen change his name?" Yue'er frowned slightly, feeling that the name Chen Sheng was still not as good as Thirteen.

The two chuckled and did not speak.

Soon, the people who played in the next round came out, and I don't know if luck really ran out, Chen Shisan was the first to go into battle again.

Facing a disciple of the ninth rank, that person knew that his physical body was strong, but he only cooperated with the spirit sword with the help of footwork, and was completely unwilling to fight head-on.

In this way, this battle had no meaning for Chen Shisan, and he knocked him out of the ring with a punch.

"This person's physical body can not be afraid of the spirit sword. ”

"It seems that this year's registered disciples are really hidden. ”

The last battle had already attracted a lot of attention, and this time the opponent was solved cleanly, which made the disciples much more vigilant against Chen Shisan.

"Senior Brother Chen's strength is really unfathomable. Sun Huai smiled slightly, with this physical body alone, even if she didn't use some special means, I am afraid that she would not be able to hurt Chen Shisan.

"Of course, I told you a long time ago that Thirteen is a big dark horse. Yue'er was elated, and the excitement seemed to be praised as if it was herself.

"Ahem, cough ......" was very timely, Chen Shisan coughed violently for a while, and a slight blood stain flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The disciples who were eyeing each other in the distance relaxed a little.

"I still think that this kid can really completely ignore the power of the spirit sword, but the end of the crossbow. Fang Shanhuai, who was in the shadows, looked at Chen Shisan's increasingly pale face, and said disdainfully: "Boy, you'd better not lose too quickly." ”

At this time, the only two who could see the truth were the two Jindan monks.

Tang Qingfeng rubbed the tip of his nose and said jokingly: "Master, this kid is a thief, don't be deceived by others." ”

"Go!" Old Ancestor scolded, but he was muttering in his heart: "Are you really being cheated by this little slippery head?"

Carefully reviewing the conversation between the two that night in his heart, he didn't find any problems, and when he turned his head, he saw Tang Qingfeng with a wicked smile on his face, and couldn't help but scold: "Okay, you old slippery head, you dare to play me!"

Tang Qingfeng laughed: "Obviously, you are the old slippery head." ”

The ancestor scolded angrily: "Get out, you two are slippery!"

"Haha......"

.........

"How is it?" Chen Shisan said with a smile as he watched the three of them return together.

"Needless to say, when this girl shoots, she will naturally be able to catch it. Yue'er patted her chest and laughed wildly, she was originally a jumper, and now her relationship with Chen Hao is getting closer and closer, and she can be regarded as completely letting go.

Sun Huaiwei approached, bent down slightly, his cheeks almost pressed against Chen Shisan, and chuckled: "Senior Brother Chen, I'm really looking forward to fighting you, don't let me down." ”

The goddess who was cold in the past treated a man so intimately, and the disciples who saw this scene were first heartbroken, and then their pupils shrank, and their eyes when they looked at Chen Shisan became sharp.

"Chen Sheng, go to the ring, I want to compete with you!" A disciple couldn't help but jump out.

Sun Huaiwei frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Senior Brother Li, your challenge like this doesn't seem to be in line with the rules of the general election, right?"

Li Heng was even more determined when he heard this, and said in a muffled voice: "Senior Sister Sun, my challenge this time will not be counted in the general election results, if Chen Sheng doesn't dare, he can refuse." ”

The Immortal Cultivation Sect does not object to its disciples challenging each other, on the contrary, it is very encouraging, believing that it can play a role in sharpening disciples.

In front of the elders in the door, if Chen Sheng refuses, even if he wins the election in the end, he will inevitably be called a coward.

Sun Huaiwei's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a bit of danger, and said in a low voice: "So, I can also challenge you, I don't know if Senior Brother will accept it?"

"This ...... I'm reluctant to do it to you, junior sister. Li Heng said with a smile.

Chen Sheng suddenly said, "What good will it do me to accept your challenge?"

"You can mention the conditions, if you lose, stay away from your junior sister in the future!" The corners of Li Heng's mouth floated a hint of curvature, after all, he was still too young to be fooled so easily.

"Your spirit sword is good!"

"Good eyesight, this is a medium-grade spirit sword embryo that I have spent a great deal of money casting. Li Heng gladly accepted Chen Sheng's praise and introduced the sword in his hand.

"Okay! ”

The ancestor who had been watching the situation was even more worried when he saw this, others couldn't see it, he could still see it clearly, don't say that it was a medium-grade sword embryo, it was a real middle-grade spirit sword, and it couldn't hurt Chen Sheng in Li Heng's hands.

"Grandma, it looks like this deal is really losing money. ”

"You deserve it, who let you touch porcelain. Tang Qingfeng was very satisfied with the ancestor's impatience and scolded.

The ancestor turned his head and scolded: "The biggest loss in the old man's life is that he accepted you as a rabbit cub back then." ”

"Old slippery head, who are you scolding?" Tang Qingfeng glared.

"Scold you!what? Want to fight?"

"No, it's okay......."

The situation is stronger than people, and Tang Qingfeng, who is not an opponent at the moment, has no choice but to bow his head and not touch the old ancestor's moldy head.

The disciples in the audience naturally didn't know everything that was happening on the high platform, and they were waiting for the competition between Chen Sheng and Li Heng with great interest.

There are good disciples, and even secretly opened a gambling game.

Bet on Li Heng to win, one loses one, bet on Chen Sheng to win, one loses ten.