Zhang Zhen nodded slightly. He originally wanted to pick the weakest one. But the other party's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation. He was confident and calm.
Although he had steadily surpassed his opponent in terms of strength, Zhang Zhen did not dare to be careless at all.
"please!"
Zhang Zhen made a gesture, and as soon as his voice fell, he continued with his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and with a bang, flew up like a cannonball and rushed towards Zhao Chan.
"The white tiger roars to the sky!"
The white shadow was misty, and a phantom loomed behind Zhang Zhen. It shook its head and cut its tail, looking fierce. With a roar, Zhang Zhen's big fist struck down, causing a huge ripple, and at the same time, a thick sword was stabbed out.
The combination of boxing and sword is Zhang Zhen's personal characteristic. When he strikes, he is earth-shattering and his momentum is astonishing.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of light, Zhao Chan swung his tail like a green dragon and jumped out like lightning. He didn't even want to fight with Zhang Zhen.
"Boom!"
Zhang Zhen reacted quickly. He opened his eyes and stepped hard with his feet. With a click, it seemed that even the thick floor tiles were shattered. Hearing a roar, Zhang Zhen chased after him quickly, hitting each other with fists and swords.
one strike!
"Boom!"
The strong wind roared, and Zhao Chan jumped up and dodged again.
Blow after blow, Zhao Chan seemed to have decided on an evasive strategy, refusing to fight!
Once, twice, three times...
Everyone behind Sun Jue still looked solemn at first, but eventually they couldn't help laughing.
"Is this guy a rabbit? He only knows how to run away!"
"Senior Brother Zhang, kill him!"
"Come on! Why don't you come up?"
"Hahaha, I thought they were so powerful, but it turns out they are all a bunch of cowards!"
…
A group of people ridiculed wildly, with a feeling of elation. This was revenge for Yang Ji and others in the previous game. Sun Jue and the others also had smiles on their faces, which was the benefit of having subordinates.
At this time, it is far better to ridicule yourself than a group of subordinates to come forward!
"Senior Brother Sun, we should definitely win this game."
"Well, Zhang Zhen is obviously much stronger than him."
Two martial arts boys from Qingchuan County said.
"Well, take another look and don't be careless."
Sun Jue said with a smile. That's what he said, but in his heart he didn't think that this person named "Zhao Chan" had any chance of turning defeat into victory.
It was lively on one side, but much quieter on the other.
Zhang Xiong and others don't look very good. Although they have confidence in themselves, they can't say much about Zhao Chan. At least, Zhao Chan is at an absolute disadvantage on the scene.
"Damn, these guys are so mean."
Don't say that one person is trying to clear the door for himself. At least at this time, everyone and Zhao Chan are tied together, and everyone will prosper and everyone will suffer.
At this time, the only one who could still remain calm was Yang Ji.
Each of them was taught by Yang Ji one by one. Although there are differences in strength, their swordsmanship is actually similar. They all adapt to their own characteristics and use them to the extreme.
As long as Yang Ji knew that although Zhao Chan looked like he was being chased and beaten, the real situation was definitely not what everyone saw.
"Hey, does this count as a martial arts competition? Is this a competition of qinggong and eagle-catching?"
Near the competition ring, two disciples of the Iron Crown Sect were competing in a martial arts competition. The disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who happened to be hit here accidentally glanced at them and suddenly burst into laughter.
"What are you talking about?!——"
Everyone was furious. One of the disciples had been holding back his anger for a long time. When the two men hooked him, he immediately became furious. He scoffed and rushed out like lightning.
Bang bang bang!
I saw a flash of cold light, and three figures were fighting together. Before anyone could react, they saw two figures being kicked three feet away like a gourd.
"!!!"
The other disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who were watching were shocked. Although the strength of the two disciples was not outstanding, they were defeated too quickly if they were two against one.
The laughter that was still coming one after another stopped immediately. Sun Jue and others' eyelids twitched, and they fell silent. They originally thought that "Zhang Xiong" was special, but they didn't expect that there would be a "nominated disciple" who just came out.
This kind of strength.
If everyone among Yang Ji’s more than ten people had this kind of strength, what would it be like?!
"good!"
Yang Ji smiled, patted the shoulder of the named disciple and said. He remembered that this disciple was called Fang Ao, and he was also very strong under him.
Compared with Zhang Xiong, he is only in the middle.
"Those guys just need a lesson!"
Fang Ao raised his sword upside down, said with a cool expression, and then returned to his original position.
In the square, the battle between Zhao Chan and Zhang Zhen has reached a critical juncture.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The strong fist wind was earth-shattering, and every blow of Zhang Zhen's fist and sword had the power to shatter the sky and the earth, firmly suppressing Zhao Chan.
Just when everyone thought Zhao Chan could no longer hold on, a sudden change occurred——
Whoosh!
No one can describe Zhao Chan's speed at this moment! Just when Zhang Zhen tried to chase him out again, Zhao Chan's body rolled up and shot back, like a lightning as thin as a hair, a sword struck deeply
Stab into Zhang Zhen's fist sword.
"Roar!--"
In a hurry, the air flow trembled, and Zhang Zhen let out an earth-shattering tiger roar. The strong energy exploded Zhao Chan, and then his eyes widened and he fell to the sky.
Thump thump thump!
Zhao Chan took advantage of the situation and retreated, striking and eliminating Zhang Zhen's last blow. Zhao Chan's hands were empty, and his eyes flashed and he immediately glanced towards the opposite side.
I saw Zhang Zhen lying on the ground in the shape of "big", with a sword stuck in his chest, pointing straight to the sky.
"Save people, save people quickly!"
After Sun Jue's death, everyone was already panicking. Several registered disciples rushed forward, carried Zhang Zhen and left, while they stopped the bleeding and sprinkled gold sore medicine on him.
"I'm sorry, senior brother, my accuracy is still not enough. This sword was originally intended to hurt him. I didn't expect it to hit him two inches next to his heart."
Zhao Chan walked towards Yang Jidao.
Yang Ji taught them that their hands must be steady and their swords must be accurate. If this sword was used against an enemy, it would have penetrated the heart long ago. However, Zhao Chan was not strong enough and only moved two inches at the last moment, causing Zhang Zhen to faint.
"It doesn't matter, it's already good to have such an achievement."
Yang Ji encouraged.
This Zhao Chan actually made him a little surprised. He actually knew how to observe the opponent's weaknesses in battle and then kill him with a fatal blow.
This kind of quick wit alone is a talent worth cultivating!
Zhao Chan nodded and was about to go back when something suddenly happened——
"Wait a minute!"
Sun Jue shouted violently and suddenly shouted:
"Molong, come out!——"
"Buzz!"
The wind howled and as soon as he finished speaking, behind Sun Jue and behind the crowd, a black shadow leaped up, like a big eagle, covering the sky and the sun, passing through many spaces, falling from the sky, and pounced on Zhao Chan.
"court death!"
Yang Ji's expression changed, and he immediately jumped into the air without thinking. The opponent's aura was extremely strong, and he was definitely at the peak of the second level of martial arts, close to the third level.
This kind of strength is definitely a level higher than other registered disciples. Zhao Chan is definitely not his opponent.
"Stop him!"
Sun Jue raised his sword eyebrows and fired out the electricity without hesitation. The three martial arts students from Qingchuan County shot at the same time, with blood and energy gushing out, and they joined forces to fight against Yang Ji.
Bang bang bang!
The two palms intersected, and there were continuous bangs. In a hurry, Yang Ji swayed and took a few steps back. Before his steps could settle, there was a bang, and Zhao Chan was lifted by the palm of the figure who jumped from the air, and was sent flying.
go out.
"Senior Brother Zhao!——"
The crowd exclaimed.
"Sun Jue, what do you want to do?!"
Yang Ji shouted angrily, his voice rumbling like thunder. It was promised that it would be a competition between "named disciples" taught by his subordinates, but Sun Jue actually deceived and sent people to sneak attack!
Yang Ji felt a nameless anger rising in his heart.
Clang!
Behind Yang Ji, long swords were unsheathed and pointed towards the opposite side. A dozen registered disciples looked at the opposite side, each one glaring angrily.
Whoosh!
Behind Sun Jue, everyone was not to be outdone. They all drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the atmosphere was tense!
Around him, other Iron Crown disciples who were watching were dodging.
What happened turned out to be this scene, which was far beyond everyone's expectations. Higher up in Tieguan Mountain, Senior Sister Lin Qingyan frowned slightly.
Not too far away, a dark-faced young man stood on the white jade railing, looking down, with a smile on his lips.
"Yang Ji, are you going to regret it?"
Sun Jue sneered.
"What do you mean?"
Yang Ji said angrily.
"We said before that we would win three out of five games. Now it's only three games. You won't regret it."
Sun Jue sneered.
"Three rounds? What do you mean? Where did you get the third round?"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
"Hehe, isn't this it?"
Sun Jue pointed at the "black shadow" not far away and smiled proudly: "We are talking about the best of three games, but we never said that a person can only play once. Now my people have defeated your Zhao Chan, in full view of everyone.
, you shouldn’t want to count so many people.” (To be continued...)