Gao Qianjun and Zhou Bufan glanced at each other, "Press the serial number!"

"No, use the fairest way!" Zhou Bufan didn't think about it and refused directly. He himself knows that his serial number is too high, that is, there are only four people left, and he is also the first to come to power nine times out of ten.

"Then what do you want to do?" Gao Qianjun's face changed, and he was a little annoyed.

"Just use the fairest way!" Zhou Bufan said.

"It's possible to get a cheap one!" Gao Qianjun wanted to work hard again.

"Then we will decide, no matter who comes to power first, we must do our best and not give a chance to a Chinese person!" Zhou Bufan said again, his tone was categorical.

"Alright then, let's start now!" Gao Qianjun could only agree, "One, two, three, punch!"

It turned out that the fairest way for the two was rock-paper-scissors.

Gao Qianjun made a fist, and Zhou Bufan was a scissor.

This result made Gao Qianjun smile unconsciously, Zhou Bufan was naturally very depressed, but there was no way, and he could only accept what he proposed.

Zhou Bufan is a master of the second-order consummation, the eight veins of the Qi Jing have been completely opened, and the true qi has undergone a qualitative change, and the second-order that has not been connected to Ren Du is a two-fold world. In this first round, there was no third-order master, he was the top existence. Therefore, although he has a deep fear of Meng Bai, he is not afraid.

At this point, Zhou Bufan quickly adjusted his mentality and returned to calm.

He didn't take the steps, nor did he fly up directly, but as if he was walking normally, he climbed one section at a time, and stepped on the straight wall of the ring and walked into the ring. There is no momentum, everything is relaxed and freehand, as if it is normal.

For light work and longitudinal lifting, everyone knows that it is easy to be fast and slow. Zhou Bufan is such an understatement, it is absolutely impossible to do it without profound true qi cultivation and years of cultivation.

There were many Zhou Bufan's classmates in the audience outside the venue, and they shouted loudly at that time, "Golden Scale Sword......!"

There are even more students under the Dragon King chain, and they have a lot of exchanges with each other. Although there is also competition, at this time, they are naturally in the same spirit, and they all shout to help cheer.

In comparison, Meng Bai is inferior.

Although he has always performed very well, he has always been at the bottom of the first middle school martial artist, and because of his relationship with Jiang Yan, he is basically hostile, so no one applauds and cheers.

Although Meng Bai didn't care much, he inevitably felt inferior on the scene. At this moment, when he was thinking about pressing Zhou Bufan very abusively and regaining his sense of balance, suddenly a voice came from his ears, "Come on, little white brother!"

This voice, which he is very familiar with, comes from Jiang Yan.

It's just that Meng Bai was still a little unbelievable for a while, the public was in front of everyone, and Jiang Yan's character was not so bold. But soon he understood that this was a secret transmission.

Because, only he heard this, and the others obviously didn't notice.

Sound transmission and secret entry are special martial arts, and there are many types, but they all belong to the high level, and the most common one is also the third order, and it is not allowed to practice without true qi liquefaction.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yan has this strength, and it is natural for her to master the sound transmission into the secret. The reason why Meng Bai didn't know was because he didn't need it before.

Meng Bai looked at Jiang Yan, looked at her with a smile and nodded, his eyes were full of encouragement, and the injustice in his heart was swept away in an instant, "With her, even if there is no world, what's the matter?"

As soon as his mood changed, Meng Bai was more calm and impetuous.

"In the next week, people will give the nickname Golden Scale Sword, but they can only use swordsmanship, and it is difficult to compete with Brother Meng's fists and feet, and I also ask Brother Meng to choose weapons, you and I will fight fairly!"

In the ring, Zhou Bufan did not see the cunning and calculation of the audience at all, gentle and elegant, polite and courteous.

It's not that he doesn't want to take advantage of weapons, but he really knows that Meng Bai is very fast, and he can't stop him if he really wants to take the blade, so he simply does it directly, showing his confidence, but it can cause a certain amount of psychological oppression to Meng Bai. And in case Meng Bai can't be provoked, he directly says no, then he will make even more money.

However, Zhou Bufan's little idea was in vain. The current Meng Bai's heart is like stopping water, where will he be affected by this. He nodded directly, walked to the weapon rack without hurry, and drew a ring-headed knife.

The total length of this ring head knife is one and a half, the blade is one meter, the handle is half a meter, the width is two fingers, the whole body is jet black, and the blade is white, which is good in ordinary weapons.

Meng Bai weighed it, it was almost seventeen or eighteen catties, which was still a little light, but there was obviously no way to find a more suitable one at this time. No matter how heavy it is, the thick-backed machete, the ghost head decapitation knife and the Qinglong Yanyue knife are not in line with Meng Bai's style.

"Come on!" Meng Bai swayed twice, put on a posture at random, stood in place, and waited for Zhou Bufan to take the initiative to attack.

It's not that Meng Bai is arrogant, it's really that Zhou Bufan wants to pretend to mess with his mind, so he naturally wants to fight back.

Obviously, Zhou Bufan's mentality was not as good as he thought, and his face was gloomy at that time. His eyes narrowed, the cold light burst out, his body was slightly sideways, and his hand was wiped horizontally to his waist, "Qiang-" There was an agitated sound, and the scabbard flew out, like a sharp arrow shot from a strong crossbow, tearing the air and shooting towards Meng Bai.

And Zhou Bufan followed closely behind, rushing up, and the long sword swung out a cold light, stabbing towards Meng Bai.

Zhou Bufan's sword is very distinctive, and the whole body of the sword is like a crystal carving, clear and clear, like a flood of autumn water. Only the tip of the sword was like gold poured, flashing a little golden light.

In some angles, in a trance, except for a little goldenness, the sword body is not visible at all.

Extraordinary swords, there must be extraordinary swordsmanship!

Meng Bai knew this very well, so he didn't dare to take it lightly. Facing the scabbard that shot first, Meng Bai did not raise his sword to slash it, but met it with an iron pipa hand with his left hand and shot it down.

At that moment, Zhou Bufan's sword momentum changed suddenly, a shock, the originally straight sword path bloomed like a flower, and eight points of golden light appeared in front of Meng Bai.

There is only golden light, no sword body, it seems to be real and illusory, and it is difficult to distinguish it!

This is also the reason why Zhou Bufan is called the Golden Scale Swordsman. His swordsmanship is like the surface of the water sprinkled by the sun in the early morning, sparkling and brilliant, making people dizzy. And the opponent was drunk at this time, and he was pointed at the key point and lost.

The golden light was dazzling, and Meng Bai's eyes narrowed unconsciously slightly. At this moment, Rao is fighting instinct is strong, his sense is keen, and it is difficult to see the true trajectory of the Golden Scale Sword.

However, Meng Bai did not retreat and dodge, but swung his long knife and met it.

If it's hard to fathom a target, then everything is a goal.

The white light shone brightly, and the shadow of the knife was heavy, spreading a piece, like an umbrella open, covering all the fronts, leaving no gaps. This situation really responds to a poem, "The waves crash on the shore and roll up a thousand piles of snow!"

This kind of knife technique is not a specific move, but a special technique naturally derived after the completion of the knife technique, which is called the Mixed Yuan Knife Formation.

Those who mix elements have no leakage all around, and those who are in the knife formation are dense and solid. This is an absolutely defensive realm, unbreakable unless the onslaught is opened.

This technique is similar to that of other weapons. For example, if the swordsmanship is completed, a flawless sword circle will be derived. The principle is the same, but the specific effect is slightly different, the hybrid sword formation is longer than strength, and the flawless sword circle is good at speed.