Volume 2 The Beginning and End of the Martial Arts League Chapter 92 23

The mountain wind howled, blowing through the sword fighting arena of the Kucang faction, blowing up the hair of many people, but it could not disturb people's thoughts.

Because, all the people were nervously staring at the high platform erected on the north side of the sword fighting arena.

The flag fluttered, and the bronze bell once again made a buzzing sound. The elder Chen Boyang was holding a treasure knife entwined with gold wire in his hand, and the seriousness on his face was almost like coming out of his bone marrow.

Across from him stood a young man in blue. The corners of his mouth were raised, and there was no trace of nervousness, and his eyebrows were full of calmness that did not match his age.

There was silence on the field. It was supposed to be the most talked-about competition, but it came too soon.

Yi was careful and solemnly clenched his fists and said, "Senior, please be merciful to your subordinates!"

Chen Boyang didn't say anything. He clenched the golden silk treasure knife, and the blade flashed, and the blade turned into golden light and rushed towards Yi Xin.

"Wow!"

There was an exclamation from the audience. But the exclamation did not stop, and the screaming began again. The golden blade went straight through Yi Cautious's pale blue body.

"Ahh

I felt a chuckle in my heart, and it felt like a heart was about to jump out of my throat. I imagined that Yi Jing would be split in half, and after being split, Yi Jing would be able to look so symmetrical to him, one on the left and one on the right.

Chen Boyang's face was sweating in shock, he stared at the pale blue shadow with his eyes in disbelief, the knife in his hand was trembling, his hand was trembling, and his whole person was trembling.

Suddenly, the young man who was really standing opposite Chen Boyang, the pale blue figure, actually rippled. Like a reflection in water, it shakes in the air.

How so?

However, before I could see what was happening, the pale blue figure split by the golden light had suddenly dissipated without a trace. Along with it, there was a pale blue phantom and that flashing snowy long sword!

Chen Boyang's face was full of shock, and he blocked with a horizontal knife. The blue shadow collided with the golden light, bursting out of a spark as dense as the stars in the sky.

When the blue shadow stood still, it had already jumped behind Chen Boyang. Chen Boyang turned around in a panic and stared at the indifferent Yi Cautious. There was a deathly silence again.

"That's amazing!" I couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Wufeng said disdainfully, "Carving insect skills!"

I really couldn't stand Liu Wufeng's pretended to be profound, and I said, "It's much better than you." ”

Liu Wufeng gave me a blank look and said, "Not necessarily!"

He said it very seriously, if it weren't for the scene where I saw his sword being cut off by Lei Yu's sword, I would almost have believed that he was a peerless master who was hidden deeply.

Yi was careful to talk to Chen Boyang. It's just that this time the two of them were very quiet, and I couldn't hear them clearly.

Suddenly, Yi cautiously swung his sword and stabbed at Chen Boyang. Chen Boyang retreated again and again, and soon reached the edge of the high platform. But Chen Boyang had no intention of stopping

"Oops!"

There was an exclamation from the side of the high platform. Then the screams rang out one after another, approaching me in a straight line. I saw that it was Chen Boyang who stepped on the heads of countless people and quickly retreated towards me.

As I saw him getting closer and closer to me, he would step on my head seven or eight more times.

Thinking about the head of my dignified martial arts alliance leader, how can people step on it.

On my left is a fat fat man, on my right is a burly and expressionless Liu Wufeng, behind is a black-faced man who is a whole head taller than me, and in front of me is Chen Boyang, who is stepping on a head and is walking towards me quickly.

Seeing that Chen Boyang's face was about to fall on my head a few inches, I was in a hurry and squatted down violently.

"Ahh

Chen Boyang stepped on the air, shouted, and plunged into the sea of people. His shoulders pressed against mine, his feet facing the sky, his head down, and he was held by everyone.

Surrounded by a circle of long legs and buttocks, Chen Boyang and I glanced at each other. He shouted, "It's you?!"

I struggled to straighten up and said, "It's me!"

"When"

In the distance, the bronze bell rang. The masked man shouted solemnly, "The head of the Qingyun Sect is easy to advance carefully!"

"Damn!" Chen Boyang scolded, trying to turn around in the dense crowd, shouting, "Lao Tzu didn't lose! Lao Tzu's sea skin knife technique hasn't been used yet!"

He was of short stature and jumped and jumped in the tall crowd around him. But both people and voices are lost in the vast sea of people.

"In the third game, Situ Qingchen, the head of the Nanhua faction, played against the head of the Shuangdao Sect in charge of the world!"

After this shout, Chen Boyang hung his hands in despair. He closed his eyes, sighed, shook his head slowly, and said, "That's it, this is the will of heaven." He won't be me when he was born, and he won't be me when he dies, and that's my life. ”

"Are you talking about him Bai Jingxing?" I asked.

Bai Jingxing suddenly opened his eyes, glared at me angrily, and almost roared at me, "It's all you, it's all you! The old man wants to kill you!"

Suddenly, he raised his knife in the crowd. The sword entwined with gold wire shone in the sunlight.

In just a moment, the golden blade of the knife was about to fall on my head. The people around me retreated, and I hurried to touch the Jiurou sword hidden in my sleeve. But it was too late, and Chen Boyang's arm had already begun to move down. In the blink of an eye, the blade will split my head and my career will be over!

My mind went blank. As I watched his arm move down rapidly, he swung his fist on the hilt against my face.

I touched my face in a panic. Safe and sound!

Chen Boyang was stunned for a moment, and raised his hands, which were indeed empty.

"Where's the knife?" Chen Boyang was puzzled, "What about the old man's seaskin knife?!"

"Your knife is good. Liu Rufeng's sincere praise came from behind Chen Boyang, "Very good!"

Chen Boyangyi

Turning his head, he found that his knife had fallen into Liu Wufeng's hands at some point.

"You, when are you ......" Chen Boyang looked incredulous. He glared at Liu Wufeng, looked at the knife in his hand, suddenly frowned, and said viciously, "Return the knife to the old man!"

Liu Wufeng actually returned the knife to Chen Boyang, and he said coldly, "You can't kill him!"

Chen Boyang looked at me, then at Liu Wufeng, snorted heavily in his nose, turned around and pushed the crowd, shouting, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, let the old man pass!"

Looking at Liu Rufeng, I was speechless in surprise, his performance was similar to the one he lost to Lei Yu five days ago.

Liu Wufeng didn't say a word to me, but looked at the north with a blank face, looking at the high platform that had been erected.

At this time, the half of the silver spear in Situ Qingchen's hand was already more than a zhang long. He let out a loud cry and tore off his shirt, and he tore the brocade and satin gown to pieces. Situ Qingchen's face suddenly showed a painful expression, and he looked at the rags all over the ground, his eyes full of remorse.

Situ Qingchen exposed his breasts, and the fat on his belly was stacked and pressed out of folds, like the horizontal lines on the forehead of an eighty-year-old man. The bulging cat's face was tattooed, with its bloody mouth wide open and sharp fangs, but it had completely lost the appearance of a tiger.

There was a sparse laugh from the audience, and many people covered their mouths and did not dare to laugh out loud. But at this time, in charge of the world, he pulled out two kitchen knives from behind his waist and waved them left and right.

The people who couldn't hold back the laughter couldn't hold back their laughter anymore, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Situ Qingchen and Guan Tianxia's faces were bruised, and they were extremely embarrassed. Then they threw off their arms and went to work, throwing the laughter behind them.

Situ Qingchen suddenly turned from a fat man with a big waist and a round waist into a flexible and powerful tiger. The spear in his hand was sharp, flashing with a deadly silver light. The spear stabbed, topped, trembled, and stood in his hand, like a dragon and snake flying, as fast as a flashing light, almost out of the blue.

Don't show weakness in the world. The twin knives were in his hands, like autumn frost. The mirror-like blade is cold-cooled, and a little cold light condenses in the middle of the high burning blade on the edge of the blade, as if it is constantly flowing. The twin knives swung in front of his face were so bright that they almost hid his entire body in them.

For a while, sawdust flew, and Xiao Xiao fell like rain. Situ Qingchen and Guan Tianxia shouted almost at the same time, "Collect!"

Both of them put away their blades at the same time. Sawdust flew in the sky and slowly fell, revealing the figures of the two of them.

It was as if a huge curtain had been opened, and behind the high platform, two lines of large characters appeared on the two red pillars that supported the temple.

On the pillar on one side of the world reads, "You are not as fast as me!"

The pillar on Situ Qingchen's side reads, "It's still an old man!"

Guan Tianxia shook his head and said loudly, "I lost!"

Situ Qingchen nodded, and laughed loudly, "Accept!"

I looked confused and asked Liu Wufeng

"Why is the world losing?"

Liu Wufeng said lightly: "The key is in the word 'yet'!"

I looked at it, suddenly realized, and said, "There is that 'yet' means that Situ Qingchen had a foresight and foresight, and predicted in advance what he was going to write in the world! Situ Qingchen won on his own intelligence!"

"No!" said Liu Wufeng, "because there are more analogies of that word!"

(End of chapter)

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