The person who came to see Xie Jun was not Zhang Jinhua himself, but his junior brother Qian Xiangnan, but this person took a different path from his senior brother. This person is a standard sorcerer and his level should be just intermediate enough.

Xie Jun simply agreed to the duel request, and the location was chosen by Xie Jun. Xie Jun was not from the capital, so naturally hesitated and did not think of any good places. He simply chose the thirteen training ground, which was both convenient and safe. Qian Xiangnan hesitated and agreed. Both sides agreed to invite a viewer each. Since there were two brothers in Beiwu, Xie Jun could invite an extra viewer. Xie Jun invited Lin Feng’s master, Li Kaitian from Baiyun Temple.

If you look carefully at the people on Xie Jun's side, you will find that they are all from the Thirteenth Place. Although it is a bit strange, it seems that it is reasonable to think about it.

In addition, the visitor of the Hengshan School, the invited audience of Beiwu, was a total of six people. The huge training ground was illuminated by high-power lighting lamps as if it were during the day, but there were only a few people standing in the middle. The six people were divided into two rows and stood opposite each other.

Xie Jun looked at Zhang Jinhua who was looking like he wanted to eat people, and asked with a smile: "The injury heals quickly. I heard that you, the old guy, have a grudge against my master. Although I don't know why you have made grudges, it doesn't matter. What if you have settled today?"

Zhang Jinhua hated Xie Jun to the core, and the result of being almost crippled by Xie Jun made him a laughing stock in the entire Huaxia Qi Sect. After practicing for decades, he did not expect to be let go of a young man who had only been practicing for a year, and his face was thrown into the United States. What's more,

I have also been taught a lesson by this kid's master, and the grudges of these two generations are really great.

"Hehe, 1 Buzi, don't be able to show off your verbal skills. People in the world are practicing fists, not mouths! They have to see the truth under their hands, but they have to be right and wrong. It's a pity that no one helps you today. "I hope you can leave alive. Since you want to settle your grudges, I think we should just establish a life and death situation. If you have finished it all, boy, do you dare!?"

Xie Jun was overjoyed. This guy is indeed a bad guy, but it's not surprising. If this guy is smart, he wouldn't be in Qimen to practice martial arts. Looking at his data, he would be a standard disabled person. No matter how high the hp is, he has to face a warlock. He can let him go with any n magic tricks. Relying on his hp, the catalytic magic resistance is limited no matter how high the catalytic magic is.

1 Zhang Jinhua's physique 36-4/36-4

Intelligence 52/52: 75/75, 1 body protection + 50, 1 evil spirit + 30, 1 calm spirit + 50, only looking at the hp data is really scary, and it is also the person with the highest hp value of Xie Jun. Maybe no one knows the relationship between physical fitness and mental strength, physical fitness and spell resistance, which is better than Xie Jun. Physical fitness is indeed effective in improving spell resistance, and it is very useful. "However, this anti-xing is the late anti-xing". That is, after being hit by the spell, the physical fitness plays a role in quickly eliminating the influence of spells and restoring the body state. The spell resistance generated by mental strength is the first to eliminating the spell, and the essence of spell resistance generated by mental strength is to prevent the influence of spells on the body.

Perhaps, against other warlocks, it is not a big problem to launch resistance after his physique, because the warlock's speed of spells is limited, and it may have been attacked by him in close combat before the warlock's spells were released. After all, his speed is extremely terrifying, and his power is also true.

But unfortunately, his opponent is Xie Jun, who is a sorcerer with amazing casting speed. He doesn't even need to cast talismans. Xie Jun is definitely the nemesis of all close combat tactics.

1Xiecao Physical Constitution 251/251

Intellect 62/62

Mental power 255/255

Xie Jun did not agree happily immediately, but pretended to hesitate for a while, holding back the laughter and thrust his stomach, and reluctantly agreed: "Who, who dares not! Let's make a living and death statement, Director Sheng, please trouble you." "Haha, no trouble, no trouble at all. I'm taking this backup, come, you all see, if you don't have any objection, sign and put your handprints, come, who, Kang Bofang, right, you can take a look."

Sheng Guoyang didn't know where he wrote two pieces of thick paper in life and death. It really read "Life and death, three big words. It turns out that this thing is really a must-have item for warlock duels!?

Seeing Zhang Jinhua signing his name and pressing his handprint on the life and death case, Xie Jun tried hard to show calmness, but instead made people feel that he seemed a little nervous, and even the expression on his face felt a little stiff. The fat Li Kaitian couldn't help but worry, and his eyes were naturally looking at Xie Jun frequently. These gods fell into Qian Xiangnan's eyes secretly watching, which made him feel more at ease about the result of this duel.

Xie Jun and Zhang Jinhua exchanged life and death clauses, signed their names again, and pressed the handprint. Now, life and death are really a matter of life and death.

Sheng Guoyang pulled a few people to retreat to the sidelines. This was a duel between the intermediate warlocks. The field seemed very large, but at Zhang Jinhua's speed, it only took more than three seconds to go from one end to the other. To be honest, the field was still a little smaller. The two stood on one side, about sixty or seventy meters apart, and were far away. If the two sprinted at the same time, they would meet about one second. This was a very suitable offensive distance.

Zhang Jinhua stared at Xie Jun tightly, as if he was looking at a piece of meat placed on the chopping board. The short knife in his hand would split the piece of meat cleanly and neatly. He seemed to have heard the "rustling, rustling, squeaking, skulls" of the short blade breaking through the flesh, and the "cracking, squeaking, skulls, the sound is so wonderful and beautiful, and it is definitely the most wonderful sound in the world. Zhang Jinhua stuck out his tongue, tiǎntiǎn's somewhat dry mouth, and seemed to have tasted the fresh sweetness of blood.

"Well, can you ask, is the short blade in your hand a Japanese knife?"

Xie Jun pulled out a black short knife from the scabbard, moved his wrists, and played a knife with a good weight. It was Shi Wenxuan's weapon, Xie Jun did not bring a weapon. When Shi Wenxuan knew about it, he directly lent his weapon to Xie Jun at least this black knife and Zhang Jinhua's short blade had no damage. The quality was guaranteed, so there was no need to worry about breaking it during the duel.

"Hmm? No, this is Tang Shoudao! An inexplicable guy!"

"Hmph, I can still tell the Japanese sword and the Tang sword, damn Japanese pirates!"

, "I'm from China!"

"When all of us Chinese die, you should call yourself Chinese, Japanese ghost!"

"Start!" Sheng Guoyang shouted loudly, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The talisman flew forward, but his body stood there without moving, just posing a defensive posture of a side lunge. Zhang Jinhua had already roared and turned into a sudden electric shock, pulling a series of phantoms straight towards Xie Jun, completely ignoring the talisman thrown by Xie Jun.

"Chaos!" Ten talismans were sent at the same time. This was indeed the synchronous casting of intermediate sorcerers. If Xie Jun had not condensed the chaotic Fu Wen, he would not have been able to do such a casting technique for the time being.

The four people outside the field were slightly surprised. Xie Jun should have just reached the level of an intermediate warlock. This is the information that everyone already knows. It is indeed a bit surprising for him to send ten talismans simultaneously. You must know that the difficulty of sending synchronously lies in the degree of distraction and the degree of distraction depends on mental control. Most people rarely spend a lot of time practicing control, but how did Xie Jun do it for only a year in the industry? Is he really a genius?

Before everyone on the sidelines could figure out the reason, Zhang Jinhua had already rushed out of the talisman array set up by Xie Jun to see his hideous and distorted face, and he must have been affected. Xie Jun's mp is more than 300, and the level suppression is so obvious. Even if he has a strong recovery ability, he will inevitably feel a headache like a splitting pain.

Zhang Jinhua was patient, he had to endure it. As long as a few seconds later, he could slash the bastard who made his physical and mental pain under the knife. His speed did not decrease but increased, and he rushed to the boat with a faint thunder sound.

Xie Jun suddenly took a step to the left, and the black short sword in his right hand swung rapidly with the waist force, as if he was about to face Zhang Jinhua's short blade, but Zhang Jinhua's short blade seemed to be faster. He could no longer see the shape of the short blade, but turned into a silver light. Everyone knew in their hearts that this sword must be Zhang Jinhua's faster. Unfortunately, in this rapid confrontation, it was impossible for people outside the field to stop it.

Just as several people outside the scene thought the result was destined, an accident happened. A ball of fire appeared between the two, obviously a talisman sent by Xie Junji. The problem is that the ten pictures just now were useless. Is this one useful?〖Answer〗, useful!

Zhang Jinhua's eyes were dark for a moment, but it was really just a moment. He even felt that his sword speed had not decreased at all, and it was still so smooth, just waiting to hear the wonderful crisp sound of cutting the bone-opening skull.

The crisp sound did come out, but it came from Zhang Jinhua's own arm. The black short blade in Xie Jun's hand drew a black light belt, flashing away. Xie Jun's body intersected with Zhang Jinhua. Zhang Jinhua looked at half of his forearm holding the Japanese knife and flew forward, followed by a splattering blood rain. When Xie Jun was wrong, he took advantage of Zhang Jinhua's distracted and then came with the hilt of the short knife on the back of Zhang Jinhua's head with his back hand.

In the shocked eyes of everyone outside the field, Zhang Jinhua continued to stagger for two steps, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground with a thud. Because the speed was too fast, he rolled a few times before he could still. His body and the ground around him were stained with his own blood. He was still full of energy just now, but in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how wonderful life was.

Sheng Guoyang closed the boss's mouth, rubbed his stiff cheeks, and smiled happily. Li Kaitian waved his hand vigorously, venting his overly nervous mood just now, and laughed haha.

Kang Bofang was a little stunned, but seemed to be at a loss. Qian Xiangnan had already rushed to the field. Xie Jun was slowly walking towards Zhang Jinhua lying on the ground with a short knife. Seeing his posture and the smile on his face, he seemed to want to completely deal with Zhang Jinhua.

"Stop, stop, we admit defeat!" Qian Xiangnan shouted loudly, rushed to his senior brother, squatted down and helped Zhang Jinhua stop the bleeding.@.
Chapter completed!