This figure came very quickly. Everyone saw the blue shirt flashing past their eyes. In the center of Qingqiu Arena, the figure of a young man appeared. The crowds under the arena looked intently. The young man in Qingqiu Arena had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and thin lips were drinking wine.
The dimple appeared slightly, and he was dressed in a green shirt and carrying a black sword case. The cold winter wind blew by, blowing up the black hair of the young steamed bun, and the hem of the blue shirt, which gave him a picture of the heroic appearance of a young knight.
But if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of burnt black beside the young man's thin lips, as if... he has eaten some charcoal-roasted food... without wiping his mouth.
Just as the crowds below the arena were staring at the green-shirted young man in Qingqiu's arena, the sound of slight footsteps sounded again behind them. Everyone present was considered a master of martial arts and had strong ears. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he heard the sound of footsteps again.
When they got up, they all looked back.
He is another young man, but unlike the green-shirted young man, this young man looks shabby. He only wears a thin linen shirt, tattered cloth shoes with holes on his feet, ragged trousers, and his ankles have been frozen by the cold weather.
Her face was red, only she wore a wind scarf around her neck to keep out the cold, and her gloved hands were holding a pitch black fire stick.
This commoner boy is not like the young man in blue shirt who jumped up with Qinggong. The commoner boy just holds the fire stick in his hand tightly, like a lone wolf in the snow, with firm eyes, step by step, toward the end of the empty space.
The plum moon beats away.
All the people in the world made way for him. When the young man passed by, everyone saw clearly that in the other hand of the young man, he was holding a half-eaten rabbit leg. He was looking at this person.
The young man's lips were the same as those of the young man in green shirt whom Qingqiu had beaten just now, with a touch of burnt black.
It turned out that when Gu Xiao saw Xiaojie being hungry and stubbornly refusing to use the money given by the He family, he felt admiration and wanted to make friends, so he pulled Xiaojie along and left the Hejiapu.
Although he didn't know what this young man of similar age was going to do, Xiaojie could feel his kindness. Mu Yi led him outside Hejiabao and jumped into the forest.
Not long after, a foraging snow rabbit appeared in Mu Yi's hand. When Xiaojie saw him coming back with the prepared snow rabbit, he smiled at himself and said, "How can you fight when you are hungry?"
Xiaojie was about to refuse when he heard Mu Yi continue: "This was not bought with the money given by Hejiabao. I spent a lot of effort."
Xiaojie's eyes showed a little childishness, he looked at Gu Xiao and said, "I ate the rabbit you caught, and there is no benefit to you."
It was the first time that Gu Xiao saw such a stubborn and interesting person, so he smiled at Xiaojie and said, "I just want to fill my stomach, but I don't want to get any benefits from you..."
The name of the 'Overlord of Wugui Mountain' is well-deserved. In just a moment, he started to light a fire and provide firewood. The smell of meat was overflowing in the forest. The 'Monkey Spirit' tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to the stubborn young man beside him.
Only unscrupulous people are eager for rewards and benefits, but friends help each other without expecting anything in return."
The stubborn young man lowered his head and looked at the golden, sizzling rabbit leg in his hand. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes. Then he looked at the young man in green shirt who was jumping because he was so eager to eat the rabbit meat. He thought about it in his mind.
Hearing what he just said, 'among friends', he suddenly smiled, picked up the rabbit leg in his hand, and bit it.
"That's right, heh... eat quickly, let's not miss the deadline. We are full and we will fight soon." The young man in green shirt had already eaten and his mouth was full of oil, but he still did not forget to remind the stubborn young man.
Seeing the stubborn boy eating rabbit legs, Gu Xiao seemed to think of the girl in green clothes again.
When she turned to look at the stubborn boy, she found that he had finished eating the rabbit legs and had stretched out his 'devil's claws' to grab the rabbit meat. He hurriedly said: "Save some for me, I'm not full yet."
The stubborn young man's eyes were filled with smiles, but when he opened his mouth, he used Gu Xiao's words to educate Gu Xiao: "Friends help each other, right?"
When Gu Xiao heard this, he was slightly startled, but in this moment, most of the rabbit meat was gone. Gu Xiao didn't care about the 'friends' anymore, and hurriedly went to grab the rabbit meat. Two young men of similar age started to grab it.
In this way, outside Hejiapu, they started feasting. You said, 'the food they grabbed is the best.' After a while, the two of them had eaten all the rabbit meat, leaving only a rabbit leg in the hands of the stubborn young man.
Just when Gu Xiao was racking his brains to think of what 'principles' to use to teach Xiaojie to give up the rabbit's legs to him, he heard the loud beating of drums in Hejiabao, and it was already time to start the beating.
Gu Xiao and Xiaojie looked at each other, and then the two of them used their skills and ran away from the Hejiabao Arena. This was the beginning of the scene.
Off the field, Jiang Ningxue looked at the two people on the stage and lamented that these two people could not think of leaving Hejiapu on such an occasion. They first ran to steal some food and then rushed back to join the ring. She was really speechless. If
Unless she had seen the moonlight sword in Gu Xiao's sword box, Jiang Ningxue might have suspected that Gu Xiao had run away with his Jinghong Sword.
Putting aside Jiang Ningxue's thoughts in the audience, the stubborn young man Xiaojie has stepped onto the He family's Meiyue Arena step by step. The four champions holding jade cards have all arrived.
The crowds of spectators below also stared intently at the four champions in the field, each with their own thoughts, analyzing who would have a chance of winning the challenge.
Shui Canglan, the leader of the Flower Dynasty, is the son of Shui Qianyue, the leader of Rushui Sword Sect. At a young age, he has already obtained Shui Qianyue's true inheritance, Rushui Sword, and Qiushui Palm. There are even rumors that Shui Canglan has already
It's time to reach the top of the realm, and the robots that can break through the realm can only exist in a matter of days.
Look at Yuwen Tuo, the master of the Duixia Arena, the first disciple of the Sword Master of the Niidao Sect. He has nearly mastered the skill of the Niandaomen. He is already a rare opponent among the younger generation. Now he just stands casually in the Muxia Arena and gives way.
All the people in the world stayed away.
These two people are both sons of famous families with prominent reputations. Everyone looks at me and I look at you. No one wants to go to these two arenas as a stepping stone to increase their reputation. They can only turn their attention to Qingqiu and Meiyue Arena. Compared with Shui
Canglan and Yuwentuo, Qingqiu, and the two young men on the Meiyue ring are simply dressed, and they are not from famous families. Especially the young man on the Meiyue ring, compared to the first two well-known children, can only be described as shabby.
words to describe.
As a result, these Jianghu guests cast their burning eyes on Gu Xiao and Xiaojie. Not long after, a sturdy man emerged from the crowd first and clasped his fists towards the old team of the He family and Mr. Chongyang on the high platform on the east side.
Said: "The South Border Hundred Jin Knife, Zheng Bai has met the ancestor, Mr. Chongyang."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Bai stood up from the ground, his figure rising and falling, and his strong body climbed onto the Mei Yue Arena with just one leap. He looked at the young man in linen clothes, cupped his fists and said, "Zheng Bai, I'm asking for advice."
Xiaojie seemed unconcerned with the complicated etiquette of the world. When he saw Zheng Bai coming on stage, he knew that he was going to challenge him. He didn't return the gift to Zheng Bai, but just took out a rag from his arms and carefully ate the remaining half.
Wrap the rabbit legs carefully and put them in your arms.
This action made Zheng Bai feel that the other party did not take him seriously. He snorted coldly and reached out from behind to take off the weapon he was carrying. Zheng Bai's hundred-jin knife did not weigh a hundred pounds.
His sword weighs nine kilograms and eight taels and is shaped like a guillotine. When wielded with sufficient internal force, the sword can have a force of one hundred kilograms, so it is called the hundred kilograms knife.
Zheng Bai is quite famous in the southern border. He once fought against hundreds of bandits by himself with the Hundred Jin Sword in his hand, and escaped unharmed. All the hundreds of bandits died, and were killed by the Hundred Jin Sword.
Many people in the arena have heard of Zheng Bai. Seeing that he was the first person to challenge, they all cheered for him. Zheng Bai held the back of the sword with one hand and held the sword on the blade with the other.
In the gap, he put on a posture holding a knife while holding back his steps.
On the other hand, the boy in linen clothes put the rabbit legs in his arms. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of determination. Like a lone wolf in the snow, he raised the inconspicuous fire stick in his hand and pointed at Zheng Bai from a distance.
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"Okay, let us see what qualifications you have to be the master of the Meiyue Arena." Zheng Bai saw that the young man in civilian clothes did not show any moves. When he pointed the broken stick at himself, Zheng Bai said angrily.
As the words fell, Zheng Bai moved. He stepped forward with his back foot, kicked off the ground to use his strength, and rushed forward. Holding the guillotine in his hand, he used the edge of the blade to face the enemy and crashed into the commoner boy.
The Jianghu people in the audience couldn't help but cheer when they saw this move. Zheng Bai was indeed experienced in fighting the enemy. Seeing that the commoner boy was not as strong as himself, he thought of using his own strength to seize the opportunity, and at the same time used the blade of a broadsword to fight against him.
The enemy, with the force of a collision, weighed more than a hundred kilograms. With this move, the young boy in cloth was probably knocked off the ring even if he was not injured.
But as Zheng Bai's figure came into contact with the young man, everyone in the arena was stunned, including Shui Canglan, Yuwen Tuo and Gu Xiao who were also watching the battle on the ring.
The boy in common clothes seemed to have roots under his feet, his figure did not move at all, and the 'fire stick' in his hand was as strong as a thousand catties, and he managed to stop the hundred catty guillotine in Zheng Bai's hand without any effort.
Zheng Bai is worthy of being a man in the martial arts world who has experienced many fights. Seeing that the young man easily deflected his own blow, he said that it was because of the young man's natural power, so he did not panic. He exerted force on his waist, supported the guillotine as a punch, and used the thick blade to take advantage of the situation.
The stroke was directed at the young man's neck, and Zheng Bai's strong body was also hidden behind the thick blade of the guillotine. This was one of Zheng Bai's famous tricks, called "hiding people on the back of the knife."
The young man was unhurried and did not move his body due to Zheng Bai's changing moves. He still maintained his casual standing posture, his wrist shook slightly, and the 'fire stick' in his hand turned slightly, and he followed Zheng Bai's guillotine to his neck.
He blocked the force of the sword with his force, and then moved with the force, pushing the fire stick towards Zheng Bai's guillotine.
Zheng Bai felt that all the strength in his body could not be used, and then there was a strong force from the black fire stick in the young man's hand. In an instant, the long-famous weapon in the southern border, the 'Hundred Jin Knife', flew away from his hand and flew straight to the ring.
On the edge, three points into the ring.
Zheng Bai has been wandering around the world for many years, how could he just watch the opportunity to enter Hejiapu pass by? When the guillotine was released, Zheng Bai's strong figure also rolled out on the spot. The guillotine was about to be inserted upside down into the ring.
He stepped forward, stood up, and took advantage of the situation to draw his sword.
He no longer holds the knife with his hand, but holds the guillotine with one hand. With the help of turning over, he pulls out the guillotine and spins rapidly like a top, slashing towards the young man in the field.
It's not that Zheng Bai has never encountered opponents stronger than him, but with his experience in facing enemies and his 'Gyro Slash', he has turned defeat into victory more than once, so Zheng Bai still has full confidence in himself.
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Bai, who was spinning like a top, was in front of the young man. According to the current power of his sword, the South Border Hundred Jin Sword was indeed worthy of its reputation. It was spinning so fast that only the remains of the guillotine could be seen.
In the shadow, Zheng Bai's figure is nowhere to be seen.
Gu Xiao, who was on the ring at the side, could not help but frown slightly when he saw this situation, and thought to himself, I am afraid that Zheng Bai's sword force is far more than a hundred pounds, thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but worry about this commoner boy, he
The jet black fire stick in his hand, I wonder if it can withstand this knife.
Just when Gu Xiao was worried, the audience was cheering, and Shui Canglan and others were waiting to see the good show, they saw a sword light carrying the fierce winter wind, and the sky was filled with snow, and disappeared in a flash.
No one saw clearly what happened, they just felt that the winter wind was blowing in their face, making it difficult to open their eyes. When the wind calmed down and the snow subsided, they only saw the strong Zheng Bai, kneeling down and sighing, and he is famous for it.
The hundred-jin knife had been broken into two pieces and was lying quietly on the ring.
The boy's ragged trousers were blown up by the winter wind again, revealing his ankles that were red from the cold. His slightly immature face was hidden under the wind scarf, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
The young man slowly put his hand into the glove again, then slowly put down the fire stick in his hand, and said softly to Zheng Bai.