"You want to challenge me?" Shang Bai finally set his eyes on Meng Zhaohui and said with a smile: "Are you going to challenge me again?"

"Yes," Meng Zhaohui said coldly, "Do you dare to fight?"

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"Didn't you challenge me on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, did I remember the wrong person?" Shang Bai looked confused, "Or have you not accepted the fact of defeat until now?"

"What the hell was going on that time, you know it in your own heart!" Speaking of that challenge, Meng Zhaohui was angry. At the beginning, he was still desperate for Shang Bai's supernatural powers, but after a long time, many people reached Shang Bai's realm at that time, recalled the scene at that time, and slowly figured out the mystery inside, and came to the conclusion that Shang Bai had taken a trick and had already arranged it before Meng Zhaohui made a move, and Meng Zhaohui was equivalent to crashing into the trap dug by Shang Bai and losing unjustly. This conclusion restored Meng Zhaohui's confidence, but he was also full of resentment towards Shang Bai, the culprit who had killed him.

could have been a hero, but he became a clown, how can he not hate?

Where you fall, you have to get up. Whoever loses face will lose face. Since this time it happened, we have to make an end.

Meng Zhaohui's hand holding the sword, the green tendons were exposed, and he was still trembling slightly, showing the excitement in his heart. He looked directly at Shang Bai: "As a man, do you dare to duel with me in a dignified manner?"

He was confident that he would defeat Shang Bai. Now he is no longer a magic novice, and if Shang Bai wants to cast a spell in advance, he can't hide it from his eyes. Before the middle stage of Qi training, the spell would not be cast too quickly, and he could completely defeat Shang Bai before he completed the spell.

"It's so tiring to be a senior brother for you, and one or two of them are not worry-free. Shang Bai sighed, "I knew I was so tired, so I postponed it for a few days." The wood is beautiful in the forest, the tree is very popular, I really regret it!"

Wang Jing secretly gritted his teeth and thought, "It's still a few days to postpone, when who doesn't know that you are tied to the Divine Talisman to do the appraisal." ”

"Don't say those who have or don't, you just have to answer me, do you, do you dare to accept my challenge?" Meng Zhaohui stared at Shang Bai coldly.

Shang Bai looked at Wang Jing with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang, your little brother has challenged me again and again, what do you say?"

Wang Jing said with a smile: "Zhaohui is a little straight-tempered, I don't know who I listened to, I think that last time Senior Brother, you cheated to win him, and I have always been unconvinced." Otherwise, this time, Senior Brother, you will teach him a lesson and let him know what true strength is. ”

Shang Bai thought to himself: "This is also a black-bellied and scheming man. However, he didn't have any aversion to the matter of sending his face to the door, thinking that the Tianji Academy was going on the first expedition, and it was not bad to slap his face to sacrifice the flag, so he smiled and said: "Since Senior Brother Wang, you have made such a sincere request, as Senior Brother, I can only reluctantly agree." Advance Statement - This is the only time, not an example. ”

"Understood, understood. Wang Jing smiled humbly, "I think after this lesson, Zhaohui should also be convinced, right?" He turned his face to Meng Zhaohui, "Zhaohui, what do you say?"

Meng Zhaohui sneered: "As long as he can defeat me openly, I will naturally be convinced and will not look for him again." ”

"Well, I'll trust you this time. Shang Bai looked at Meng Zhaohui with a relaxed expression, "Say, how do you want to challenge me? Is it a martial arts competition, or a magic competition?Can you use a weapon, or do you use your bare hands?"

Seeing Shang Bai so relaxed and confident, Meng Zhaohui muttered a little in his heart, although he was confident that his strength was above Shang Bai, he was afraid that there was something waiting for him. He will definitely not be the opponent of Shang Bai, a cultivator freak, and he can cast spells with his bare hands, and he definitely can't choose this, so he can only use weapons. He sneered: "I don't care what it is, but I have a sword in my hand now, let's compare weapons!"

After he said this, he suddenly found that the members of the Tianji Society behind Shang Bai had strange looks on their faces, and his heart suddenly felt a little bad. However, after thinking about it repeatedly, I didn't think there was anything wrong with my choice, so I thought to myself, "They probably think that I am using my strengths to challenge his weaknesses and think that I am shameless." But for the sake of revenge, for the sake of the reputation of the Jingzhao Society, what is the harm in being shameless. He gritted his teeth, firmly made his choice, and waved his sword: "You, take out your weapon!"

"Guns—" Shang Bai stretched out his right hand to the side and said lightly.

King Kong handed his gun to Shang Bai. This is not a long spear, it is a short gun of only about eight inches, which is named a pistol by Shang Bai. This gun is not as long as the spear, and it is not as powerful, but it is lighter. Shang Bai has also used this gun to hit targets many times, and it is easy to use.

Seeing that the boss really used a weapon like a musket, the members of the Tianji Academy couldn't bear to turn their faces, not wanting to see the cruel scene next.

Seeing the strange-shaped thing in Shang Bai's hand, Meng Zhaohui's heart tightened, and he secretly wondered, "What the hell is this?"

Wang Jing coughed and said, "Senior brother, this ...... It can't be a magic weapon, right?" he meant -- if you use a magic weapon, it will be a violation.

"This thing is called a pistol, and it's a weapon made by my Tianji Society, not a magic weapon. Shang Bai glanced at Wang Jing obliquely, "If Senior Brother Wang doesn't believe it, you can check it." ”

"Don't look at it, if the senior brother says no, it's definitely not. Wang Jing was a little embarrassed, "Senior brother, I'm just a little curious when I saw Senior Brother using such a short weapon." ”

"Weapons, it has a particular thing called one inch short, one inch dangerous. After giving Wang Jing science popularization, Shang Bai turned his face to Meng Zhaohui with a gun: "Are you ready?"

Hearing that it was not a magic weapon, Meng Zhaohui became bold. He was born in a martial arts family, and he only talked about martial arts, and no one in the entire novice village was his opponent. He snorted coldly: "It's already ready, you can shoot!"

Shang Bai smiled and said, "To deal with a defeated general, do I still have to strike first?"

The phrase "defeated by his subordinates" seriously stimulated Meng Zhaohui, he shouted, and with a swing of the long sword in his hand, he rushed towards Shang Bai.

He was about three zhang away from Shang Bai.

Sanzhang, for a martial arts master, is not too long a distance, and it only takes one vertical body to cross.

Meng Zhaohui jumped up, raised his long sword with both hands, and slashed at Shang Bai, his momentum was extremely powerful. After this split, he also prepared several back moves, no matter how Shang Bai hid, they were all within the range of his back moves.

The foundation of the martial arts master is revealed in this split.

The members of the Jingzhao Society behind him were dazzled and couldn't help but applaud loudly.

The applause was accompanied by a loud "bang".

Shang Bai shot.

Well, it was Shang Bai who shot.

Three feet, but only ten meters, if you can't hit a person who pounces on you in a straight line at such a short distance, you will really be blind. Shang Bai is not only not blind, but he is also a monk who is about to enter the middle stage of Qi training, his divine sense is powerful, and there is no reason to miss a shot.

The trigger pulled, and the bullet flew out.

Meng Zhaohui was shot in the thigh of his right leg, fell to the ground, and screamed while holding his thigh.

At this time, the applause of the members of the Jingzhao Club had just been issued.

This shot was shot, suppressing all the applause of the members of the Jingzhao Society, and they opened their mouths wide like stupid forks, staring blankly at Meng Zhaohui, who was rolling on the ground with his thighs covered and screaming in pain.

It's not that they didn't think that Meng Zhaohui would lose, after all, now that Senior Brother Shangbai's reputation has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it is not a strange thing for Meng Zhaohui to lose in his hands. But what they didn't expect was that without using the spell, Meng Zhaohui would lose so neatly.

You've done a few tricks!

One move to defeat the enemy, and another move to defeat the enemy.

Looking at Shang Bai, who was calm and even hid a trace of loneliness, the eyes of the members of the Jingzhao Club changed, and there were some thoughts in their hearts, "I would have known that I would have joined the Tianji Society".

Enjoying everyone's shocked gaze, Shang Bai sighed softly and blew out the smoke from the muzzle: "That's it this time, I hope no one will ask me to play such a boring game in the future." ”

Wang Jing was the first to come back to his senses from the shock, stared at the gun in Shang Bai's hand, and asked cautiously, "Senior brother, isn't this really a magic weapon?"

"Senior Brother Wang, I find your focus very strange, isn't it your little brother's injury that you should be most concerned about at this time?" Shang Bai was a little helpless, "Could it be that the gun in my hand is more important than his injury?"

When he said this, everyone remembered that Meng Zhaohui, who was rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, was an injured person, but they looked at him with some disdain.

Young man, failure is nothing. But failing once or twice at the hands of one person, and both of them are failures that ended at the beginning, it is a bit contemptible.

Wang Jing woke up like a dream, and hurriedly ordered someone to go over to check on Meng Zhaohui's injuries. He has people in his team who know how to heal, and he has enough medicine for injuries, so he is not very worried about this. After the order, he asked again: "Senior brother, are you really sure that this is not a magic weapon?"

"When I used it, did you sense its mana fluctuations?" Shang Bai was very helpless, raised the gun in his hand and said: "I said, this is a new type of weapon made by our Tianji Society, the name is a gun, not a magic weapon." The one with less lethality is called a pistol, and the long one they hold in their hands is called a rifle. Again, it's a weapon, not a magic weapon. ”

Wang Jing looked at the long iron poles held by the members of the Tianji Academy behind Shang Bai, and the whole person was not good: "You...... You say they're all guns, and they're more lethal than you have?"

Shang Bai nodded: "That's what it means." What, you disagree?"