Chapter 163: A Dark Horse That Is Not a Dark Horse

Zhan Duoduo's face turned pale and ran all the way.

After returning from Fengling, he went to find someone to learn from him, but everyone had avoided him originally, and recently they were even preparing for a frenzied cultivation, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Except, of course, Yun Xiaotian.

After the battle between the two that night, Zhan Duoduo felt that he had gained a lot, and he went to retreat, who knew that he was immersed in it and almost forgot the time.

On the way to this guy's rush, he only vaguely heard the word disqualification, thinking that his long-awaited good opportunity to try his skills was about to be lost, and as soon as he arrived, his body was about to jump towards the stage.

Rumble.

As soon as Zhan Duoduo's body reached mid-air, an invisible momentum swept through the air, and Zhan Duoduo's speeding body seemed to be hit by a giant beast, and rolled backwards with a bang, Tengteng took several steps backwards before he stabilized his body a little dumbly.

"Family master, don't cancel my qualifications, I came back from Fengling with great difficulty, and people are still waiting to win glory for the family, don't, okay......" Zhan Duoduo stabilized his breath a little, and asked with some grievances.

......

Many people present couldn't help but shiver, and some juniors even quietly showed a look of contempt, and sure enough, this guy's expression was extraordinary.

Yun Xiaotian, who had just come to the scene, also shook his head self-deprecatingly, thinking that this guy had any special thoughts about himself?

Forehead...... Well, it seems that I am thinking too much.

This kind of person doesn't care what other people think.

"Just now it was the unanimous decision of several clan elders in our line, and it will not be changed. If you have the heart to win glory for the clan, you can challenge among several quota guardians, and if you win, you will have your own chance," Zhan Tianxiong held back the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.

This little bastard, you'd better keep your mouth shut now, otherwise, I'm really worried that I'll be able to blow him out.

Well?

Zhan Duoduo was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly became a little excited: "Can you challenge other people? There is such a good thing? That's really good, in this case, I can't help but give up the place of that guardian."

This guy probably wanted to say something, but when he felt Zhan Tianxiong's murderous gaze in the stands, he couldn't help but shrink his head, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

provoked the following juniors to frequently look sideways, hey, this madman, I'm afraid I have to watch a good show today. On the stands, Zhan Cheng Kongtie had a blue face, staring hatefully at the elder surnamed Guo who had just spoken, speechless and choked.

"Okay, I announce that the battle for places has officially begun, and I and the three clan elders will personally serve as referees. Next, it's your home field, let it be released, the Erlang of the Zhan family" Zhan Tianxiong's loud voice spread throughout the audience.

"I challenge the waves".

"I challenge the waves".

......

As soon as Zhan Tianxiong's voice fell, almost three or four voices rushed to shout, without exception, they regarded Zhan Lang as a "soft persimmon", as if they were afraid that others would seize the opportunity.

On the martial arts stage, Zhan Lang's old face turned red, and even Zhan Qingxuan beside him couldn't help but panic a little and rolled his eyes.

Hey,It's strange that this guy is too hateful on weekdays.,Although the cultivation is very good.,But there's almost no time I've had a fight with someone.,When you encounter a challenge, you can dodge.,Let it go.,Make everyone have nowhere to go.。

They are all people of the same race, and they can't already admit it, so you still catch up and slap them twice, right?

This time I finally seized the opportunity, many people have long been eager to try, and for now, it seems that only Zhanlang is relatively "weak" on the stage.

At least, that's what it looks like on the surface!

rubbed, a figure in green clothes couldn't wait to jump onto the stage, causing many people below to be slandered, as if someone had taken advantage of it.

"Hehe, cousin Zhanlang, although I am a year older than you, but I don't want to miss today's competition, if there is an offense, please cousin don't blame me" The young man in Tsing Yi hugged his fist at Zhanlang, said with a smile, and glanced at the audience with some pride.

Zhan Lang sighed with a wry smile, took two steps forward, and said helplessly: "Since you are here, you don't have to say those kind words." Don't you just want my place, better than me, how about giving it to you?".

What he hates the most is this kind of fighting, killing, and killing, not at all exquisite, not elegant at all. However, after so many years, many of the techniques that I have worked so hard to study, shouldn't I also show my face?

With that, the left hand is behind him, and the right hand is gently waved, waiting for the opponent to attack.

"Haha, since my cousin is so generous, then I'm not welcome. Yellow Rank Martial Technique - Broken Stone Palm" The young man in Tsing Yi didn't say much, and under the explosion of momentum, he even reached the peak cultivation of a three-star martial artist, and his body slammed and attacked towards Zhan Lang.

Seeing that the other party's attack was a fierce offensive, Zhan Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly to himself: "The outer circle and the inner square are infinite, soft as water, and have their own world." ”

I saw that his steps were tight, he didn't retreat, he lunged sideways, his right hand crossed in mid-air, and a circular wave of qi appeared out of thin air, allowing the opponent to attack.

"Water dungeon - lock!".

With a soft shout from Zhan Lang, the imposing palms of the young man in Tsing Yi seemed to have fallen into a muddy whirlpool, no matter how hard he exerted, it was always difficult to move forward.

Not only that, with the slight swing of Zhanlang's right hand, the whole person of the young man in Tsing Yi was driven to spin, like a human-shaped windmill.

After three breaths, Zhan Lang reached out and patted the young man in Tsing Yi on the shoulder, stopped his rotation, withdrew and waited quietly.

Wow, wow......

The young man in Tsing Yi turned around in place twice in a daze, and couldn't help but vomit wildly, colorful and sprayed all over the ground.