Chapter 478 Nangong Zhu’s Choice The so-called empty field is also the area around the ice castle, but it is on the left side of the ice castle. Just now everyone competed in front of the ice castle, but the space on the left side of the ice castle is larger.

So I can show off my punches more than I tried.

After hearing Sikong Chong's words, the challenged Sikong Tu's face remained the same as before, without any fear. As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. Looking at his ignorant appearance, he is also a reckless man. [ | ]

Sikong Tushui was the first to arrive at the empty space. The empty space was quite large, more than three hundred meters away from the ice castle, so the viewing effect from the surrounding area was also excellent.

Nangong Lan's steps were a little heavy, but he quickly arrived at the empty field and looked at Sikong Tu opposite with an expressionless face.

His heart is very complicated. Although the two are equal in strength, whether he can defeat Sikong Tu is unknown in his heart. On the surface, he has a folding fan as a weapon, and the opponent is bare-handed, but he has also experienced it just now, Bingque.

The door can transform into a variety of weapons, so even if you come empty-handed, you are not necessarily at a disadvantage.

"Without further ado, I accept the concession!" Sikong Tu seemed to be impatient, not verbose at all, and was about to use his fists at the very moment.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Nangong Lan was obviously startled by Sikong Tu's sudden start, because in his opinion, the two of them had to confront each other for a while before attacking again.

People need to take a breath.

In fact, Nangong Lan didn't know that the more reckless a person is, the more senseless he is, so Nangong Lan should be happy.

"What do you want? Don't waste time." Sikong Tu frowned, looking extremely dissatisfied.

"Well, it's nothing, I just want to ask Brother Sikongtu to show mercy for a while." Nangong Lan used this trick treacherously.

"Seeking death!" Sikong Tu was not a tactful person. Hearing that Nangong Lan actually wanted to play tricks as soon as he came up to him, he was so angry that he rushed over with his palm raised.

Seeing such a posture, Nangong Lan also knew that his move was useless, so he opened his fan and threw it out.

The whooshing fan spun in the air, startling Sikong Tu. His character was just like his name, a big old man. He just thought that Nangong Lan's fan was for keeping cool. Who would have thought that it could also be used as a weapon?

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So unfortunately, Sikong Tu was hit. The fan spinning in the air was like a sharp blade. If Si Kong Tu hadn't dodged desperately, his neck might have been cut open by now. Fortunately, the folding fan only scratched him in the end.

It touched his arm, and the hole was not very deep.

"Bastard!" Sikong Tu was enraged now. He didn't expect that a broken fan could actually hurt him, so he rushed towards the fan and grabbed the spinning fan regardless of the pain.

"Hiss, crunch, squeak." Sikong Tu tore the fan into pieces without saying a word, and then suddenly folded it in half, turning Nangong Lan's folding fan into a pile of scraps on the spot. Even if the fan was made of fine steel, it would still be damaged.

The brute strength of a second-level earth spirit cultivator, just like that, Nangong Lan lost her weapon.

"You, you, are going too far!" Nangong Lan's fan was a murderous weapon. It was destroyed in the blink of an eye, and he was immediately furious.

"You bastard, you hurt people with a concealed weapon, and you dare to be so insidious, I'm going to get rid of you today." Saying this, Sikongtu ran away without saying a word, holding up his fist as if he was going to fight.

Nangong Lan was already furious, and the remaining murderous nature was aroused. He also raised his fists to meet him. His expression and movements seemed to be fighting to the death.

"Bang" the two men hit each other's chest respectively, and under the action of the reaction force, they flew in opposite directions. With a clang, they fell to the ground.

"Pfft." Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood. They looked injured.

Fortunately, they were all hot-blooded men, and they struggled to get up and continue fighting. However, their injuries were too severe, and they were a little unstable after standing up.

Therefore, Sikong Dong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, decided to let the two of them rest for the time being. There was no point in continuing the fight like this. It seemed that their strength was evenly matched.

"Demon Soul Sect Nangong Lan, Bingque Sect Sikong Tu, please go down to recuperate for a while, Demon Soul Sect Nangong Zhu is ready to challenge." Sikong Dong spoke, and the two had no choice but to retreat with difficulty while holding their chests.

In fact, both of them were so stupid that they had forgotten all the things they had learned in the training just now. Sikong Dong had already explained that you should not act on impulse and should restrain your anger, otherwise you would suffer a big loss.

But as for the two of them, Nangong Lan saw that her fan had been damaged and completely forgot about her power-absorbing skills, so she actually started a fist fight with them. Sikong Tu was also a brainless thing.

He no longer used such a mysterious illusion technique, and used the most primitive attack method.

Fortunately, Sikongtu's opponent was not a thunder dragon. Otherwise, with such a pair of punches, Sikongtu would have been able to travel to the Palace of Hell.

Although Nangong Zhu was about to compete in the martial arts competition, he felt very distressed when he saw Nangong Lan's injured appearance.

"You should shed less crocodile tears. It's a blessing that he's not dead. Look at your fake compassion like a cat crying like a mouse." The Thunder Dragon didn't accept his trick. It didn't matter whether it was true or false, he scolded first.

Let him talk later.

"You!" Nangong Zhu wanted to scold him, but what Lei Long said was the truth. Nangong Lan had already gotten a big advantage by not dying.

So Nangong Zhu became cruel in his heart and must use his own wisdom to win. This tragedy must never happen again. "Demon Soul Sect Nangong Zhu, what level of difficulty do you want to challenge?" Sikong Chong shouted.

"Medium difficulty!" Nangong Zhu was obviously a little anxious. He actually challenged the medium difficulty level right from the beginning. This courage is admirable. You must know that Nangong Zhu is now at the third level of Earth Spirit. He challenged the medium difficulty level, which is a cross-level challenge.

With the strength of the first level of Tianling, if you don't have some special moves, it will be more or less risky.

"Demon Soul Sect Nangong Zhu wants to challenge the level 1 difficulty of Tianling. There are two people for you to choose from. One is Sikong Jian of the first level of Tianling, and the other is Sikong Song of the first level of Tianling. Please choose." Sikong

Chong said loudly.

Although Nangong Zhu is not as smart as Nangong Lan, he is not a fool. Looking at it, it is obvious that Sikong Song looks more awesome, especially his experienced face that is almost middle-aged and old, which makes people feel awe. In his imposing manner,

He had already lost most of the battle, but Sikong Jian was not that intimidating, and this guy looked quite fashionable. He had a hairstyle similar to Beckham's, so he seemed to be easier to fight.
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