When Su Ping'an and the others arrived in front of the East City Gate, the place was already crowded with people, and they were breathing in clouds.
The moment they saw Su Pingan appear on the stage, his fans were so impressed that they all greeted him in unison.
"Zhangzhang Su, come on!"
"Lottery Su, kill Fang Zixu!"
"Everyone Su, in order to liven up the atmosphere before the war, please sing the theme song of 'Xiaoqian' again!"
"..."
When Su Ping'an heard the last sound, his head went dark.
Get out of here!
Singing before a war is ridiculous!
Su Ping'an pretended not to hear, maintained his demeanor, waved to the people around him with a smile, and walked to the viewing platform that had been set up in front of the city gate. At the same time, he looked at the eight-foot-square square on the street in the center of the city gate.
There was such a big arena, and there was also a murmur in the bottom of my heart, "This Fang Zixu, isn't it just a duel to write a story, as for such a big event, why do you need to build an arena?!"
With such doubts, Su Pingan and Liu Qingxi came to the spectator seats on the left side of the ring.
As for the other side, there is Fang Zixu who has been waiting for a long time.
Today, Fang Zixu is dressed in tight white clothes, full of energy, and has a murderous look on his face. It can be said that his image is quite different from his usual appearance.
After seeing Su Pingan appear on the stage, he immediately stood up, then controlled his literary spirit, jumped onto the ring, turned around, faced all the onlookers in the audience, and said loudly: "Everyone, today I, Fang Zixu, publicly challenge Su Pingan, for
The reason for setting up this arena is to ask you to be witnesses and see who is the real No. 1 calligrapher in Qingyun County between the two of us!
Su Pingan, do you dare to go on stage and fight!"
boom……
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was immediately excited.
At the same time, the other party's determination and momentum also made Su Ping'an notice something was wrong, "Hey, when did this guy become so decisive and fierce?!"
However, Su Ping'an had no reason to be scared when war was declared in front of so many people, and that's what he came for today.
He stood up in the audience seat and said loudly: "Okay, since you sincerely invite me, I will accompany you to fight!"
After saying that, Su Ping'an secretly performed the 'Lingbo Weibu', and his body turned into a phantom, appearing opposite Fang Zixu in the blink of an eye, standing with a smile on his face.
Seeing this scene, the 'Dragon fans' below became slightly excited.
"Look, this is Duan Yu's secret skill, Lingbo Weibu!"
"Damn it, it was so fast, I didn't even see it clearly!"
"It's indeed the unparalleled footwork in 'Tianlong', it's so awesome!" Xiao showed off his skills, and Su Ping'an's side became very popular.
Su Ping'an was also a little proud, then looked back at Fang Zixu, and asked naturally: "Since you want to challenge me, then you can draw a line. I will take over!"
In the plan, he had already expected that the other party would definitely write "Liao Zhai" again. After all, this is the other party's specialty subject, and the other party was defeated by this subject last time. With Fang Zixu's pride, since he wanted to take revenge, he must have fallen somewhere.
Get up somewhere.
But what Fang Zixu said next surprised Su Pingan.
I saw Fang Zixu staring closely at Su Pingan, with a hint of a conspiracy smile in his eyes, and then curled up the corner of his mouth and said: "What I challenge you today is not a literary fight to write a story, but a martial fight!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
For a moment, everyone wondered if they heard it wrong.
"What, it's not a literary fight, it's a physical fight?!"
"Fang Zixu wants to compete with Su Ping'an in terms of fighting strength?!"
"Oh my God, wouldn't it be true that if you're not careful in this duel, someone will be killed?!"
"Uh... you won't be beaten to death, but you won't be able to run away if you're seriously injured!"
Not only the audience, but also Liu Qingxi and others in the spectator seats were shocked after hearing this, "What, Fang Zixu actually chose to fight?!"
Duan Wenqi, who was just watching the fun, suddenly became serious, frowned and said: "How could it be a martial arts fight? Such a duel is rare even in the Wen Palace of Daming Mansion. It seems that this Fang Zixu is in a hurry.
It’s Su Ping’an!”
Liu Qingxi was a little flustered, "What should we do now? Su Ping'an is just a scribe and has never received any actual combat training. Wouldn't this be very detrimental to him?"
"There is no way. Now that he has accepted the challenge and entered the ring again, no matter what, he has no way out. Now his only way to survive may be to hope that he can embody more of the skills in his book. As for
power……"
Bai Hao also became rarely serious, put away his usual carelessness, and said in a deep voice.
These words undoubtedly added insult to injury, making Liu Qingxi feel even more unsure.
Compared to the reactions of the people around him, Su Pingan was even more confused now.
It's not a literary fight, it's a martial fight?!
Are you kidding me?!
Then why didn't you make it clear earlier?!
Is it too late for me to quit the competition now?!
Su Ping'an suddenly felt a little flustered.
Although he had been attacked and killed by a sheep demon before and had some fighting experience, it was forced and out of desperation, and the opponent was a demon cultivator. If he didn't fight, he would die, so there was no pressure to take action. But it was different now.
.
This is his first real battle with other literary cultivators, and he has no experience at all!
At this moment, all the plans he had imagined before were useless. All he could do was to be forced to fight.
Su Ping'an had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he couldn't show his timidity in front of so many people, so he forced himself to calm down, and said to Fang Zixu with a smile on his face: "Fang Wenshi, I see martial arts
...There is no need for this. We are all literary cultivators. If something can’t be solved in a more polite way, why do you have to fight and kill? It’s so dangerous, right?"
When Fang Zixu heard what Su Pingan said, his smile couldn't help but grow thicker, and he immediately said: "Why, Mr. Su, are you afraid? Or... you don't dare to fight with me at all!"
The audience in the audience also stared at the stage with bright eyes. At this moment, they were also very nervous about Su Pingan's choice.
In Daxuan Kingdom, martial arts were generally divided into two types.
One is a simple battle of pens, where everyone inspires their own literary treasures and fights across the distance.
What is competing in this way is the accumulation of literary talent and the depth of the literary heart tree between the two people.
Nothing big will happen if we compete like this.
But the second type of fighting without rules is dangerous.
This fight is all about the fighting methods and improvised reactions between the writers and cultivators, regardless of moves or methods, until the winner is determined or one side admits defeat.
This kind of competition is undoubtedly the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.
Seeing Fang Zixu's aggressive behavior, Su Ping'an could see in his eyes that he was determined to fight him to the end.
Since there is no way to escape and you are already standing on the edge of the knife, it is impossible to be cowardly.
The loser does not lose the formation!
The worst thing is that I will fight with him!
With such a mentality, Su Pingan also risked his life. When his temper got angry, he let go of his hands and feet, and counterattacked even more courageously and freely: "Afraid? In my dictionary, Su Pingan, there is no such word as fear. I
The reason why I remind you not to choose fighting is because I am afraid that I will kill you accidentally!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience stopped breathing!
These words all revealed a sense of arrogance, domineering and strong self-confidence.
This made the atmosphere at the scene boil once again!
Fang Zixu didn't expect Su Ping'an to say this. He narrowed his eyes slightly and gleamed with cold light.
Su Pingan had a fierce look on his face, like a tiger descending from the mountain, which really frightened many people.
And what he just said was not an exaggeration.
After all...he himself didn't know what kind of bird he could be beaten into.