Chapter Twenty-Three: A Slap in the Face
Around the Xuanshi Square, the disciples of the outer sect were full of joy, and the cheers did not disperse for a long time.
Of course, the disciples of the Outer Sect have always been insensitive to the Wind and Snow, and hundreds of people are shouting the name of Wen Dao, and seeing that Leng Dao can become like this in the Outer Sect just one day after he came, the people of the Wind and Snow Sect can only look left and right to hide their embarrassment.
In Sun Heng's eyes, this face is not a loss now, even if these guys don't treat him to the wind and snow, but as long as they can win two games today, the faster the slap pain in the face transformed by their isolation at this moment will come.
"Li Qian, you go to the first game, as long as you don't beat people to death, I can take care of the rest for you. ”
On the edge of the field, when the deacon suppressed everyone's voices, Sun Heng said gloomily to a junior disciple beside him.
"Understood,"
Li Qian, who was in the green robe beside him, turned his wrist, his neck twisted and creaked, for fear that others would not know that he was doing pre-war exercises.
"You two brothers decide for yourself, Sun Heng will leave it to me. ”
Seeing Li Qian on the field, Zifan Among the group of people, the front man smiled coldly.
"I'll go up."
Zigu took the lead in speaking, and after taking a few steps forward, he waved his hand to Leng Dao and the others behind him, and stepped neatly into the center of the entrance.
......
Discuss the courtesy, but no one in front of Zigu and Li Qian, who were standing in the field at this time, had ever blown themselves up.
Li Qian looked down on Zigu, and Zigu hated anyone in the Fengxue Society.
As soon as the word deacon started, Li Qian, who couldn't wait to knock over Zigu a few punches, immediately began to rush, and instantly bounced up and kicked Zigu with a heart-to-heart flying foot.
In the face of the attack, Zigu did not dare to be careless. His legs stabilized the lower plate in a posture of a horse's step, and when he saw Li Qian's foot kicking, Zigu's wrist was also covered with Wu Yuan, and he grabbed Li Qian's ankle fiercely.
Grabbing it with one hand, Zigu's upper body leaned to the right, and his right fist smashed Li's thigh. The attack was successful, and Zigu saw that Li Qian was not slow to react, and before another roundabout kick kicked his right arm, Zigu's figure suddenly retreated.
With a momentum, Zigu is not complacent, and strives to occupy a little advantage in the next encounter to expand the victory.
He can't lose, this time it was the two of them who took the lead in suppressing Li Tianling and the others to speak out to face the battle, and they had already raised two thousand nine hundred and five taels of silver, if he lost, even if Leng Dao could win, but he didn't dare to guarantee that his brother Zifan could win against another Yimeng Tianpin disciple on the other side.
If there is a tie at that time, the wind and snow will inevitably find some faults to disgust them.
"Huh, Zigu has already entered the heavenly product, no wonder you two brothers took over this burden just now. ”
His eyes narrowed, and he realized that Zigu's martial arts were not like a dream, and Leng Dao suddenly realized it.
"My two brothers just entered a dream last night, otherwise dare to take so many silver taels and apologize to us for bending over?
On the field, Zigu and Li Qian fought back and forth, and even had an advantage in one and a half moves, which made Zi Fan quite proud.
"The foundation of the military training is indeed solid, but that guy has advanced to the first dream product earlier than you after all, and he is afraid that he will be a little stronger than you in the use of Wuyuan. Converted into a game, there is indeed a good chance of a Zigu draw. ”
Watching every move on the field, he smiled coldly.
He is also a natural strength, and even Leng Dao has a premonition that his promotion opportunity will come tonight, and he still has a little bit of eyesight.
"As long as my two brothers are fortunate enough not to be dishonored, the next thing will depend on the battle between Senior Brother Wen Dao and that Sun Heng. ”
The corners of his mouth hooked, and Zifan finally left the mess to Leng Dao.
"Well said,
Leng Dao nodded, not even looking at Sun Heng.
This time, as long as the two brothers don't make a big mistake, he also intends to deter others on Sun Heng. After all, he has been here for two days and has fought two battles, so how long will this troublesome matter continue before it can end?
Of course, the main reason for his plan is to bluff the top ten in the winning rate list, so as not to let these little guys challenge themselves at every turn.
Isn't Leng Dao worried that Sun Heng's grandfather will come to the door? I'm really not afraid, a gossip master will come to the door, and he doesn't believe that the senior management of the Huayue Sect can still sit still?
......
As expected, the first two of Zigu Li fought and drawn.
The two fought for a quarter of an hour, and after the shallow martial arts in their bodies were exhausted, they could only start a tragic hand-to-hand fight.
Zigu's hand-to-hand combat strength is quite good, biased towards the domineering of opening and closing, who knows that Li Qian is slippery like a loach, and can always escape skillfully when Zigu is about to establish a victory, Leng Dao guessed that it should be a kind of tenacity and bone shrinking skill practiced by women.
In the end, the strength of the two ran out, and they both lay on the field panting, and the presiding deacon had to sentence the two to a draw.
In the second game, Zifan played against Zhao Cheng, another newcomer who had just entered a dream.
The two brothers have similar fighting styles, and they are still a real martial arts competition in the early stage. Seeing this scene, the disciples outside the arena shouted wonderfully, but Leng Dao understood that today's battle was actually their loss.
Zifan Zigu and Zigu have the same ancestry, and they have been practicing together for more than ten years, and their tacit understanding is extremely high. If these two brothers play against Li Qian and Zhao Cheng at the same time today, the two brothers of the Zi family will definitely win by virtue of their spiritual strength.
It's a pity that the two fought separately, and their combat effectiveness was at least lost by two.
"A master told me before that if the bloodline clansmen who have been cultivating together for a long time join forces to fight against the enemy, it is not impossible to win the battle at the next level. ”
Zigu went down, Zhang Duan handed over the water that had been prepared with a very good eye, and Zigu nodded fiercely after taking a few sips.
"This time out is actually the meaning of General Zida, the general only has a daughter, and he can't take over the big responsibilities in the army for him, my eldest brother and I plan to go back to Zhenbeicheng to go to the battlefield with the army after some training in Huayue Sect, but it's ......"
With a long sigh of relief, Zigu suddenly choked.
"What's wrong?"
Leng Dao asked casually.
"My eldest brother and I both know that what General Zi wants to defeat the most is the Leng family's Leng Heshan and the four little wolf kings of the Tianyue Dynasty, he said that as long as my brothers have half of the blood of the Leng family's four little wolf kings, the Zhenbei army will dare to hand it over to us. ”
"But it is rumored that the Leng family of the Tianyue Dynasty suddenly disappeared half a year ago, and even the 200,000 Leng family wolf warriors were disbanded, and everyone in the Leng family disappeared completely. And... Moreover, the businessman who came from the Tianyue Dynasty said that it was the royal family's hand on the Leng family. ”
took another sip of the water bag, and Zigu pouted.
"Although General Zi has been fighting against the Leng family, it is the credit of the Leng family that the Tianyue Dynasty has not been destroyed for decades, isn't this the death of a rabbit and a dog?"
"Alas, there is no chance to fight with the four little wolf kings of the Leng family in the future. ”
Zigu said, and the regret on his face was undoubtedly revealed.
"The Leng family doesn't have four little wolf kings, only three little wolf kings, and Leng Huan, the beast, doesn't count. ”
Leng Dao's eyes suddenly turned red, and his heart was gloomy.
"By the way, Senior Brother Wen Dao has ever heard of the Four Little Wolf Kings of the Tianyue Leng Family?"
Chatting happily, Zigu suddenly turned his head and asked.
"I don't know,"
Leng Dao smiled.
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The second game was as predicted before the cold road, Zifan and Zhao Cheng were five or five wins and losers.
Sun Heng's face was pale, and he scolded Li Qian and Zhao Cheng for being wasteful, on the other hand, he played leisurely after Zigu got off the field, and Sun Heng clenched his fists in Senbai.
The first two games have been drawn, and the outcome depends on him and Leng Dao. It's just that when he thought of Leng Dao's fierce anger yesterday, Sun Heng was a little frightened.
No matter how Leng Dao looks at it, he looks like hob meat, but he is expensive.
"Say you're a girl and everyone looks up to you, but you come up!"
When the sun was in the sky, Leng Dao stood in the middle of the field and was exposed to more than ten breaths, and when he saw Sun Heng still staring at him gloomily, he immediately shouted.
At this drink, hundreds of disciples around him laughed, and among the crowd of disciples, there were several disciples with extraordinary momentum proudly behind their backs, and their eyes staring at Leng Dao began to surge with weirdness.
They are all in the top 10 disciples of the winning percentage list.
"Wen Dao suffers death,"
Stimulated by the cold road, Sun Heng, who was enduring the cold, completely broke out, only to see him holding a folding fan in his hand, standing on the edge of the arena and roaring at the cold road.
Starting from the edge of the arena, he cheered for himself, which was the first case in the entire Flower Moon Sect.
"The money is mine. ”
Sun Heng rushed head-on, the folding fan in his hand was full of crystal martial arts, and a faint attack hit Leng Dao's eyebrows.
borrowed things to attack, although Sun Heng's character stinks, he can make a living with the use of Wu Yuan.
"W-Why doesn't this stinky boy make a move?"
Outside the field, looking at Sun Heng, who was rushing towards Leng Dao with his attack and fist strength, and then looked at Leng Dao who did not move at all, and Deacon Wang, who secretly bet three hundred silver taels, his lips trembled.
He seemed to see that under Sun Heng's training and a fist, he had completely become a pauper.
Deacon Wang didn't know, and everyone outside the audience also didn't know what it meant to face Leng Dao and not change his face in the face of attack, grandstanding?
Syllable!
However, in the next moment, Leng Dao took a half-step forward and waved his white sleeves, and everyone only felt that a black and white light flashed in the field, but then that scene made the breathing of everyone in the Great Outer Sect stop abruptly.
The slap sounded, the crystal practice dissipated, Sun Heng's fist had not yet smashed into Leng Dao's face, and the purple-shirted figure was like being hit by a boulder, and his body was immediately fanned more than ten meters.
A slap, a slap, the winner has been divided,