Nineteen town martial divisions, a total of forty-eight teams were dispatched, and those who participated, the lowest were all four-grade entry, and the highest was three-grade Dacheng, compared to a group of five-grade martial artists fighting around in square inches, this will undoubtedly be a wonderful real strong showdown.

Just the appearance of the leaders of these nineteen town martial arts divisions has made the people below look very addicted, after all, these minimum cultivation are all second-grade entry, and the mountaintop warriors who can be called small grandmasters have always been cloudy and foggy, far away from ordinary people, and it is a luxury to see them on weekdays, but now that they have to appear in person, they are naturally very excited, and they all secretly say that this ticket is worth it.

After the nineteen masters led by Bai Jingque, the military governor of Chang'an, sat down in turn, Li Qingchen at the bottom raised his head and looked at the little grandmaster who came from the Wusi of Youzhou Town, who was moved by the feeling and looked over.

The two glanced at each other in the air, but didn't say anything, but Li Qingchen had already read what he meant, he must have recognized himself, which is very good, because what Li Qingchen wants is that the other party can recognize him, so that he can mess up, anyway, the other party doesn't dare to shoot at him in public, what are you afraid of?

After reading out some routine martial arts rules, and then the Son of Heaven Li Xuan personally gave words of encouragement, one person was instructed by the Son of Heaven Li Xuan to fly directly from the high platform to the field, and the people below also quieted down, staring at him intently, and even his breathing became short.

The person who came did not delay, and then stretched out his hand to the left and right, and the sound resounded throughout the martial arts viewing field.

"The first scene of the martial arts meeting, Chang'an, Li Qingchen, Shen Jianxin, Li Sansan, Long You, Hu Qi, White Wolf, Chen Chang, both sides enter!"

He Jizhen, who also mixed in with him, slapped Li Qingchen on the shoulder, clenched his fists, raised his hand and said, "Brother Li, don't be ashamed!"

Li Qingchen slapped He Jizhen's head with a backhand, and said with a smile: "What a crow's mouth, look at it!"

Saying that, he stood up first, strode out, and quickly walked to the middle of the field to stand still, however, the people on both sides did not give too many cheers, after all, he is now a promiscuous person in the eyes of everyone, who can give him a good look, but when the three people on the right side of Longyou walked out, there was a loud cheer.

Longyou is a military important place, it is the only way for Daluo to trade with the countries of the Western Regions, not only very rich, but also too many people come and go, fish and dragons are mixed, there are often troublemakers, and Youzhou, Liangzhou and other places, all belong to the place where the folk customs are fierce, and the three people who can represent the Wusi of Longyou Town are naturally a punch to fight out of the reputation and cultivation, no wonder the people of Chang'an are willing to cheer for them, not the nominal "own people", this is the atmosphere of the people of the capital.

Li Qingchen clenched his fists and said loudly: "Chang'an, Li Qingchen!"

Shen Jianxin also hugged his fists and said: "Chang'an, Shen Jianxin!"

Li Sansan didn't say much, the girl just put her hands behind her back and looked at the three people opposite in a daze, anyway, in her opinion, it doesn't matter who the opponent is, she will do her best to win or lose with a life-and-death attitude, this is her martial arts.

The person on the opposite side also clasped his fists and saluted, this is the first time the two sides have met, and there is no contradiction between them, naturally there is no need to put on any arrogant posture.

At first, this man named Hu Qi was a strong man with a long beard, a rough appearance, and a double knife at his waist, and unlike ordinary people, the double knives he wore were long on the left and short on the right, which was very peculiar, Li Qingchen saw this, and almost immediately transmitted to the two people beside him: "This Hu Qi seems to be a left-hander, wait for whoever is with him, remember to be careful." ”

Beside him, the person who participated in this martial arts exercise with the nickname "White Wolf" was a thin man with a long and narrow face, full of white hair, and only a little mustache on his chin, but he felt the most pressure on Li Qingchen.

The white wolf's eyes were cold, and there was even a faint red light, like a wild wolf hunting on the wasteland, ready to pounce at any time, and his thinness was not thin, but because the muscles were not visible, perfectly fitting the skeleton, and would not affect the action at all.

As for the last Chen Chang, he looks like a Confucian scholar who has traveled abroad, wearing a long-sleeved green shirt, stepping on cloth shoes, the sleeves on both sides are slightly rolled up, his hands are behind his back, there is no murderous spirit in his eyes, and there is a warm smile on his face, which suddenly gives people a sense of closeness.

These three people are not simple characters, Hu Qi was ranked seventh on the last list, so he called himself as such, and the white wolf with the strongest sense of threat ranked fourth, and Chen Chang ranked tenth, all of whom were young people who had been glorious for a while and had a promising future.

Like the three people opposite, they are all with God-given martial arts, extraordinary talents, and they have practiced a stunt at a young age, and they are all sharpened out of the real knife actual combat, and they are the real strong people who crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, in the words of some people, they are the wild wolves in the wasteland, and the others are just some domestic dogs, even if the domestic dogs look fierce, but they really want to be right, they are afraid that they will be bitten to death by the wild wolf in an instant, which is why the three of them came from Longyou, but they can be supported by many people in Chang'an.

From the time they were not yet established, they successfully crossed the gap between heaven and man, and went straight to the artistic conception of the three gods, and the realm did not have the slightest sense of vanity, but was extremely solid, and they were indeed worthy of these supports.

Daluo has a vast land and is full of talents.

After the white wolf casually reported his name, he didn't look at the three people opposite, but crossed Li Qingchen and them, and looked at Pei Min, who was closing his eyes and recuperating in his seat behind the three, and then snorted coldly, and Chen Chang on the side saw it, and immediately asked with a smile: "You are all Pei Min's juniors, right?"

Shen Jianxin nodded, and admitted without hesitation: "Master Pei once instructed me in swordsmanship. ”

When Chen Chang heard this, he said in a rather ridiculous tone: "It's really a hero out of a young man, but since you are all Pei Min's juniors, then you should be beaten up this time, haha, just kidding, the grievances between us and him, the three of them must also know a thing or two, anyway, I lost in the past, but now, in fact, I am also convinced, but after many years, we have to be allowed to find some places to come back, don't you say?"

After being defeated by Pei Min one after another, they did not join the martial arts division of Chang'an Town, but went to Longyou, saying that it was a grievance, not necessarily, but just a battle of will, because the three of them were eliminated by Pei Min himself, and now in the past seven years, he naturally wants to get back the field he lost, but unfortunately the first game did not hit Pei Min, but it is also a team from Chang'an Town Wusi, and told the three of them in advance, in order to let them understand that they will not keep their hands on their side, and remember to be careful later。

Just such words made Shen Jianxin have a good impression of him, and secretly said that this senior is really good.

Chen Chang looked at the three of them carefully, and then invited Shen Jianxin: "You haven't entered the third grade, and it just so happens that I'm not very good at fighting, you and I will catch the right one, have a fight, and wait for them to divide the winner, how about it?"

Shen Jianxin held the long sword on his waist in his hand, nodded and said, "Senior invited, don't dare to refuse, please." ”

Chen Chang stretched out his right hand and said, "Please." ”

The two then walked to the other side, leaving only four people staring at each other, Li Qingchen suddenly turned his head, looked at the girl beside him, and said with a smile: "You pick first, pick the rest for me." ”

Seeing this, the rugged man Hu Qi was not angry, but laughed at the second brother on the side: "Hey, this kid really has the style we had back then, crazy enough, I like it!"

Li Sansan stretched out his hand and pointed at the tall man with white hair and eyes as fierce as a wild wolf in the wilderness hunting, and his tone was calm.

"You, come. ”

As soon as the words fell, the white wolf that she hit had already pounced, and Li Qingchen let the other party staggered past him, neither making a sneak attack, nor worrying that the other party would turn to kill him, with a heartless look, he looked at Hu Qi and said, "Uncle, then let's do it?"

When Hu Qi heard this, he immediately blew his beard and glared: "What uncle, Lao Tzu is only seven or eight years older than you, the stinky boy really can't speak, he owes a beating!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two sharp knives with cold light on both sides, one long and one short, holding it in his left hand and holding it in his right hand, stepping forward with a sliding step, one up and one up, one left and one right, and killing towards Li Qingchen, the knife in his hand was fierce, and the knife was clear, and even the ground under his feet had several deep scratches, obviously, the other party really did not keep his hand.

That's right, it's right not to keep your hands, otherwise who should I find to sharpen my martial arts?

Li Qingchen tilted his head back, and Hu Qi's right-hand short knife slashed from the bottom up, but he was dodged indiscriminately, but the knife qi rubbed against his skin, and a light blood color appeared on his chin.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and slapped down, wanting to land on the back of the long knife that Hu Qi was holding in his left hand, and slapped it away, the other party exposed the gap, he could naturally fight back, but he didn't want to, Hu Qi reacted very quickly, his wrist flipped, the long knife in his left hand was upside down, and the blade was facing up, so he pulled it hard to his side!

A bloody light burst out, and in an instant, a deep wound that could be seen on the palm of Li Qingchen's hand was cut with white bones.

Blood spilled on the battlefield, but Hu Qi, who had already taken the lead, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just stood up and asked proudly: "Stinky boy, how about the knife of the seniors?"

Li Qingchen looked down at his fleshy palm, shook it casually, and crushed the residual knife qi attached to the wound, and when he spread out his palm again, he didn't say that the wound was gone, and even the blood flowing from the palm disappeared, as if the wound that showed the white bones had never appeared.

He tilted his head and grinned.

"Really, not well. ”