"He doesn't seem to be using his immortal power, right?"
"Definitely not. This is a fighting arena, and there is a notary here."
Everyone around them started talking, commenting on the fight.
But in the end, no one could clearly see the grace of this sword.
"I guess this is a sneak attack!"
"Needless to say, it must have been a sneak attack. When the opponent wasn't paying attention, he struck out with his sword and stabbed the opponent."
"I'll do it!"
After the first person to appear failed, another person jumped onto the ring.
Judging from the situation just now, Zhang Xinqiang took advantage of a loophole.
No one uses immortal power, they are all strong ordinary people. As long as they attack by surprise, it is easy to succeed.
But for a sneak attack, once is okay, but twice is impossible.
Well, you can't fall down twice in the same place.
So as soon as the second person entered the ring, he once again chose to play steadily and keep a distance from Zhang Xinqiang.
"start!"
Afterimages, sword light, blood floating!
Defeated again, just with one sword strike.
Or a sneak attack.
This is what everyone is thinking.
As soon as the notary finished speaking, before the other party was ready, he stabbed out with his sword. What was it if it wasn't a sneak attack?
"you!"
The man covered his bleeding neck and glared at Zhang Xinqiang hatefully.
But there is no way.
The opponent's sword was within the rules, and no one could find any fault with it.
Another Yuan Stone arrived in my account.
Mi Su held two Yuan stones, her lips raised slightly, but she felt extremely proud in her heart.
Others couldn't see it, but she knew it clearly.
Don't say that these people are not prepared, even if they are prepared, it is impossible to block a sword.
No, it's half a sword. To deal with an immortal of this level, Zhang Xinqiang can't use a sword at all.
When you think the other party hasn't made a move yet, in fact, they have already lost.
This is the charm of Zhang Xinqiang's sword skills.
Mi Su, who was standing outside the arena, felt that Zhang Xinqiang was very handsome at this time.
At least he is more manly than his former husband Ouyang.
Well, not only is he handsome, he is also very charming.
"I'll do it!"
The person before him stepped down, and another person stepped forward.
No one is convinced, and the more I fight, the more people are dissatisfied.
Just because Zhang Xinqiang was so shameless, he even carried out a sneak attack.
So as soon as this person came on stage, he started to take a defensive posture.
The long sword in his hand is an airtight defense for himself.
"start!"
This time Zhang Xinqiang did not take the initiative to attack. He still stood there motionless as he did against the first person.
Seeing the other person circling around him like a monkey, Zhang Xinqiang sighed slightly.
This time it took a long, long time...
Until the opponent was so tired that he collapsed to the ground, Zhang Xinqiang won without a fight.
It's so embarrassing. Without the support of the immortal power, it is impossible to maintain such high-intensity movements for too long.
Why!
Zhang Xinqiang feels that the people here are completely incomparable to the people in Yuelong Villa.
Even worse than those children.
When I was practicing swordplay in the past, the children at Yuelong Villa could still compete with me.
The man in front of me fell down without even using a single move.
Too bad.
Call...
This time no one accused Zhang Xinqiang of sneak attack, because the other party was really too bad.
A swordsman who can tire himself out is not a swordsman at all.
Everyone thinks that they cannot fall down twice in one place.
Instead, it keeps falling down in different places.
What pierces is my own sword, and what bleeds is other people's blood.
I don’t know whether my sword skills are superb or not, but every opponent will give their first time.
"Who else?"
Zhang Xinqiang stood on the ring, high-spirited and arrogant.
Mi Su in the audience was obviously a mother, but she looked like a little girl with clenched fists and looked at Zhang Xinqiang on the stage like a nymphomaniac.
No one is on stage anymore.
What are you doing on stage?
Ten Yuan Stones may smell really good, but they won't smell good if they look embarrassing.
Masters are lonely!
Zhang Xinqiang sat cross-legged with his sword in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.
It was like this when I was at Yuelong Villa, and it's still like this in the fairy world.
This couldn't help but remind him of the first time his son practiced swordsmanship with him.
It seems to be the same as these people in front of me.
But in comparison, my son is much stronger.
At least you can accompany yourself through a few moves, and even if you fall behind in the end, you're still not defeated, right?
It looks like he is sitting on the competition stage with his eyes closed and concentrating, but in fact he is calculating.
Earning three yuan stones in such a short period of time seemed like a lot, but in fact it was far from his psychological expectations.
Just sit here for a day, and one day is not too long.
There is really no one left, so think of another way to make money.
Selling fruit is absolutely not allowed, it is not safe.
For a moment, such a strange scene appeared again on the battlefield.
Everyone was dissatisfied with Zhang Xinqiang, but no one came to power.
Because no one knows where the opponent's next sword will come from and where it will hit them.
"Is there anyone else? If no one comes on stage to compete again after two hours, the competition will be cancelled. If you want to open the arena again, you need to hand in a new yuan stone."
Hearing these words from the notary, Zhang Xinqiang's mouth twitched.
He now had an impulse to go directly to the boss of the arena and poke a few holes in his body with his sword.
I finally earned three yuan, and I handed over one yuan. Now it's fine. No one came on stage for two hours, and I still have to pay again.
What is this, robbery?
"I'll meet him!"
At this moment, a young man in white slowly flew up and stood directly on the ring.
White clothes are better than snow, and hair is flying.
What a handsome and personable guy.
However, Zhang Xinqiang is not interested in beautiful women, let alone handsome men.
so……
Before he could stand up, the other party spoke directly.
"I won't take advantage of you. As long as you can withstand one more move under my sword, I will pay you an extra yuan stone.
If you can't hold on even one move, how about the three yuan stones you just won belong to me?"
Zhang Xinqiang silently calculated.
It's a good deal. As long as his sword doesn't cause the other party to bleed or step down, he can keep making money.
A good deal, a great deal.
He turned his head and looked at Mi Su in the audience, only to see Mi Su nodding fiercely at him.
Yeah, full of confidence.
"Can!"
Then, Zhang Xinqiang started his performance.
One sword, no, it's one Yuan Stone, two Yuan Stones...
Not only did he count, but he also shouted it loudly, for fear that the other party would not admit it.
And that handsome young man felt depressed.
I know very well that my sword skills are superb.
But every time the sword was struck, the opponent seemed to have predicted it and could always get ahead of him.
Block, lightly shock, and counterattack at weird and tricky angles.
It looks like he is attacking, but in fact he has entered the opponent's trap.
Impossible, how is this possible?
My sword skills were inherited from the Sword Immortal Family, but in front of this person, I was like a child playing house.
"Ten yuan, eleven yuan..."
Zhang Xinqiang was calm and kept responding, feeling happy at the same time.