Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 246 There are no good people!
"The Holy Maiden of the White Tiger is obviously interested in junior brother. We, the Black Water Gang, will definitely get the opportunity to cooperate!" Shui Yun was very excited and grabbed Aunt Lian's hand, her black and white eyes gleaming.

Develop the Blackwater Gang and become a force comparable to the three major families.

It can be said that it is her life goal.

Tang Wen: ...Senior sister, are you too excited?
Aunt Lian also looked at her doubtfully: Is this girl so confident in Tang Wen?
This is a sixth-grade martial arts competition.

It is true that Tang Wen is a master of swordsmanship, but at the sixth level, everyone has Gang Qi to protect their body.

I'm afraid his sword skills are not good enough.

However, the gang unanimously decided that Tang Wen would be the one to fight.

Aunt Lian: "The White Tiger Saint is less than 30 years old this year, and she has at least the strength of a senior sixth grade. Master Chen, originally each family would send a young talent under 30 years old to compete with her. But in our city, 30 Under the age of [-], there is no sixth grade. Not even one."

She said and glanced at Tang Wen.

Because this is not accurate.

Tang Wen was less than [-] years old, but he was a master of swordsmanship. His combat power was comparable to that of the sixth grade, maybe barely.

"Several major forces are in a dilemma. They have no choice but to relax the conditions to 35!

Although we don't want to agree, the head of the Chen family and Juyan Martial Arts School promised to give some compensation.

The arm couldn't twist the thigh, so the gang leader had no choice but to agree! "

"Ah? I agreed!"

Shui Yun's eyes were full of disappointment, and her face was filled with sadness: Old...Father, Father!Wrong me!

Everyone under 30 years old competes in the competition. Everyone has their own faction. Who can beat the junior brother?
By then, won’t all the benefits and opportunities brought by the White Tiger clan belong to us?
If the age is relaxed to 35, what advantages does our Blackwater Gang have?
Aunt Lian saw her frowning and knew what she was thinking: "There is no way, the situation is stronger than the people. Even if it is relaxed to 35, not every family can send a sixth grade. At least, not us, the Chamber of Commerce, or the caravan. The Lu family There are no young sixth-grade people either.”

Tang Wenjun's face fell: "Should I still be the one to fight?"

Aunt Lian didn't reply and gave him a look that said, "Why else would I come to see you?"

But this is not really good news.

Aunt Lian led the two of them straight to the outside of Ximen City.

The three of them were very strong on their feet, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the wilderness in the western suburbs.

Dozens of tables and chairs were placed in the originally empty field.

All kinds of snacks, fruits, and fragrant tea are available on the tables and chairs.

A little girl was still snoring and eating noodles, which seemed to be braised pork noodles.

When Tang Wen and the other three came closer, the gang leader Shui Qianjun glared at the two of them angrily!
If not for the wrong occasion.

He must be given a good training.

What's going on now, don't you two know?
As the direct heir to the gang, he actually slipped back quietly.

Tang Wen felt guilty as he was glared at by his master. If it weren't for Aunt Lian, he would be enjoying his indulgence in the bath of his senior sister!
such a pity!
I wonder if I can go back and continue taking a bath after the competition is over.

After all, the water has been put away and cannot be wasted.

"Everyone, I don't need to rest. Who will teach me next?"

After hearing this sentence, Tang Wen and Shui Yun looked at each other: What?Have you started fighting yet?

Li Zi, on the other hand, followed the gang leader throughout the whole process without missing a beat, and quietly explained: "The people selected by the caravan, the chamber of commerce, and the Lu family are all extraordinary. They all lost."

Deputy Gang Leader Zhao added: "Tang Wen, sit down and adjust your breath. Your Majesty the Saint's skill is beyond expectations. We will be the last to play, so I won't leave you much time."

The meaning is very clear, I am not optimistic about the first six grades.

Then someone brought two wicker chairs.

As soon as the two sat down, the White Tiger Saint put down the little Jade Tiger, took a long knife, and walked towards the wilderness.

She also uses a knife?

The scabbard of the long sword shone in the sunlight, emitting a pale golden light.

"Your Majesty the Saint is a master of swordsmanship." Next to Tang Wen, Deputy Gang Leader Liu sighed: "It was a wheel battle just now. Three peak extraordinary people were defeated in one move. The Saint didn't even draw the sword!"

"Did the Saint take action first?"

"The saint is a master of the wind department. The restraint of the wind makes her extremely skilled. Those three are also known as geniuses. They are exploring the way for everyone, but it's a pity..."

Tang Wen also shook his head. He was defeated in one move. What could he find out?

At least it's confirmed that the Saint is practicing Fengbu Kung Fu, right?

Ok?
Tang Wen, who was half lying on the wicker chair, suddenly sat up straight, the hairs on his skin standing up.

Sword intent!
choke-

On the boundless wilderness in front of me, a silver light like snow exploded!
The one who took action was the Saint. Opposite her was the sixth-grade boat gang. She seemed to want to show off her grace and refused to take the first action no matter what.

The figure of the saint rose up, and her white clothes seemed to be blown by the strong wind, clinging tightly to her body, outlining the arc like a jade bowl.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot and reappeared, already in front of him. The silver sword light struck down on his head, shattering the blue body-protecting aura.

Then the blade turned, turning from chopping to chopping.

Snapped!
There was a strong wind in the wilderness, flying sand and rocks.

The blue light on the sixth grade of the boat gang flourished, but it was too late.

The White Tiger Saint is too fast.

The horizontal wind suddenly stopped, and she focused on two things - the bondage of the wind.

Blue light is suppressed.

The long and narrow silver blade firmly slapped away his arms that he wanted to raise, and slapped him on his chest and shoulders.

Like a torn bag blown up by the strong wind, he rose into the air, slid dozens of meters away, and fell to the ground.

The scene was quiet.

Hundreds of people were watching the battle in complete silence.

"huhuhuhu"

Only Little Douding from the White Tiger tribe was eating from the pot. The food she had just taken out was hot and spicy. She puffed up her little face and kept blowing on it.

The 300 people were all silent except for the sound of blowing air.

"clap clap"

The head of the Chen family took the lead in applauding.

The president of the Chamber of Commerce then spoke: "Good sword skills, saint, good sword skills!"

The sixth grade ones from your boat gang are not good either!
If we had known this, why did we agree to relax the fighting age to 35?
Pingbai is one head shorter than the White Tiger Tribe.

The caravans, the Chamber of Commerce, and the newly defeated forces of the Lu family felt comfortable, and they clapped and praised louder.

Look, it’s not that we are bad, it’s that the enemy is too perverted.

The 34-year-old senior sixth-rank member of the Boat Gang is more than ten years older than the Saint, right?

Isn't it just a matter of one blow?

Shui Qianjun's face was solemn.

Good news: The Saint is out.

Bad news: at the same level, he doesn't know how to respond to this instant slash move.

"This knife?" Aunt Lian opened her mouth to comment on this knife, but was hesitant.

She was not sure whether her eyesight was accurate enough, and she was afraid that her judgment would affect Tang Wen.

Shui Qianjun's expression softened and he was about to speak.

"Shunpo! This sword is an instant slash!"

Dozens of people nearby looked over and it was Tang Wen who spoke.

The newly born sun sheds thousands of rays of sunshine.

When the light shines on him, his skin color is like warm jade, full and translucent.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the winter wilderness seemed to add a bit of color.

His eyes faced the sun and fell on the White Tiger Saint, without any worry.

What a bastard!

Shui Yun suddenly regretted in her heart, not that she regretted pushing Tang Wen to another woman.

But I regretted not eating him earlier!
Junior brother looks very delicious.

Shui Qianjun was slightly surprised: "Did you see it?"

Tang Wen nodded slightly: "Master, I need a good knife!"

More people came to see it.

Shui Qianjun didn't care about keeping it secret: "Are you sure?"

Tang Wen shook his head decisively.

Just by looking at the Saint's sword, he knew that he couldn't win.

He didn't learn the Shunpo in the Dark Night God's Fist.

There was no way to avoid the saint's instant slash, which almost ignored the distance.

"not sure?"

Shui Qianjun's hope failed and he was depressed: I'm not sure what kind of knife you want.

But before he could speak, Tang Wen's message rang in his ears: Master, you can't win.It will be about the same in a few years, but as long as you perform better than others, right?

Shui Qianjun's eyes moved and he hurriedly transmitted the message: "Yes, yes, my teacher almost had a misunderstanding! No matter how young the White Tiger Saint is, she is still 23 years old, and you are not yet eighteen. How can you compare with her!"

Adjust your mentality, be smart and occupy the high ground:
"Go to the carriage at the back. The knives prepared for you are there."

"Yeah." Tang Wen stood up.

The head of the Chen family was worried. When he saw his actions, he immediately said loudly: "Nephew Tang Wenxian, don't you want to go first? Okay! It's really good to be upright and upright!" Tang Wen slowly turned his head:?
Shui Qianjun almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. The two of them were familiar with each other. He slapped the table and said rudely: "Thank you for being a sword demon. My apprentice doesn't have a sword in his hand. How can he go first? We agreed, our final , it doesn’t matter what you Chen family says!”

The goal was not achieved. The head of the Chen family, who was carrying a long sword behind his back and had a noble demeanor, was not angry. He waved his hand and said: "Look at me, isn't this a misunderstanding? However, the opportunity to become famous is right in front of you. Nephew Tang Xian, really Don’t you want to go first?”

"You old boy!" Shui Qianjun clenched his fists.

Tang Wen smiled and said, "Senior, I'd rather stay at the end."

Family leader Chen's eyes flashed with surprise: Such a young swordsman master has a combat power that is close to the sixth level.

He was so young, but there was no trace of arrogance in him.

It’s so fucking amazing!
Lao Shui is really lucky!

I also have a beautiful daughter, let’s try to woo her later.

Tang Wen stepped towards the carriage.

Shui Qianjun was still staring at the head of the Chen family fiercely. It seemed that if he hadn't been afraid of the long sword behind his back, he would have punched him by now.

The latter also knew that his family had gone too far today.

First, he blocked the Holy Girl from cooperating with the Blackwater Gang, and then asked to relax the age limit for the competition to 35 years old.

It has completely harmed the interests of the Blackwater Gang!

He smiled without temper: "Old Shui! Look at you, you are so impatient. Aren't I trying to test our disciple's character?"

"That's Lao Tzu's apprentice!"

"Yes, yes, yes, your apprentice, don't tell me, this guy is not bad. It just so happens that I have a few girls at home who are also pretty... Hey, hey, Lao Shui, don't leave."

Shui Qianjun was so angry that he wanted to eat him, but the situation was wrong and the fight would become a joke. The Chen family was shameless, and the Blackwater Gang couldn't afford to lose this person.

In the carriage, there are several long knives.

The cold light flickers, and everything looks extraordinary.

With a flick of the hand, there was a buzzing sound.

Put down the long straight knife and pick up the tiger head knife.

It was heavy to start with, weighing at least two hundred kilograms.

The last long-handled saber was two to three meters long and could hardly fit in the carriage.

These three weapons are all fine products, but they are not rare items.

Tang Wen was not sure whether he could withstand the saint's sword.

He reached out and picked up the most familiar tiger head chisel gold knife.

It turned out that in the Flame Camp, he had a hundred-refined tiger-head sword, but it was broken when he hit the ground beast.

The quality of the one in front of me is more than ten times better.

One was not safe, so he carried a long straight knife shaped like a Tang Dao behind his back.

Just as he was about to get off the car, there were footsteps, and a little head appeared, like a peeping elementary school student.

"how?"

Li Zi jumped on the carriage and said, "How about I lend you [Yue Xingyi]? We can go up and become invisible. Maybe we can draw a tie."

Tang Wen's eyes lit up, and there was a solution: "The Huang family doesn't know that there is [Yue Xingyi] in the stolen door?"

"So what if you know? Just say you killed someone and robbed it. It's not something from their Huang family." Li Zi spread his hands: "Besides, it's not certain whether they recognize Yue Xingyi or not."

seems to work.

Yue Xingyi is on Li Zi.

Without any hesitation at the moment, she took off her coat and took off the Yue Xingyi underneath.

Although it is cold winter.

But she, a senior extraordinary person, did not feel cold.

On the contrary, I feel that wearing too much is a burden, so I don’t wear thick clothes.

Yue Xingyi took off his clothes, and inside was the bulging Yuebai bellyband.

Tang Wen looked from the side and back and happened to see a plump white watermelon.

It's true to compare it to a small watermelon. I'm afraid all the nutrients of this girl are grown in this place.

The rest of the body is thin.

Well, my butt is just fine.

"Here!"

Hand over the clothes with body temperature.

Tang Wen didn't answer for a while.

She turned her head and saw a fiery look in her eyes: "You?"

Don't you want to be here?
Is there enough time?

I heard Liang Yu say that he is very powerful.

His eyes couldn't help but go downwards.

Tang Wen didn't dare to look any further.

Wear clothes that are warm and have a light body fragrance.

Even more distracted.

It's all tears.

I originally planned to eat my senior sister today, but it ended up being ruined.

Now I can also eat plums.

It's a pity that big things await.

Dry!
He put on his coat and got out of the carriage.

Carrying two knives, he returned to the crowd.

When Master Chen saw this look, his eyes flashed:
"It seems that nephew Tang Wenxian is going to take two tricks? He is young and ambitious."

Tang Wen: Two knives are just two moves?Just taking two moves means you are ambitious?

He didn't speak.

The head of the Chen family recognized him and looked at the three people in his family who were qualified to appear.

That's right, the reason why the head of the Chen family is trying so hard to offend others is to relax the age of competition to 35 years old.

It's because his Chen family has three sixth-grade experts under the age of 35.

Two of them learned boxing, and one of them carried a sword.

The head of the Chen family took off the long sword behind him and handed it to the sixth grade wielder: "Find a way to sustain a few more moves, and we will win!"

"Master, I will try my best! Try my best!"

"it is good."

Seeing that they had chosen someone, the White Tiger Saint also ended her breath adjustment.

The two sides said a few polite words and stood facing each other.

The saint's voice came from a distance: "I was the one who took the lead just now. To ensure fairness, I will also attack later."

The Chen family were shocked when they heard this, but then they felt it was reasonable.

Choi lang lang~
The saint's body flashed, and she still cut instantly.

The same move cannot be used twice in front of an expert.

The sixth-grade Chen family was on guard early, waving his sword and sweeping the Gang Qi to protect the space in front of him.

However, I don’t know how the saint practiced. She disappeared for a moment and then reappeared in the same place.

When the opponent's Gang Qi was stimulated and the strength of the long sword was exhausted, and she could no longer change her moves, she stepped heavily on the ground with her right foot, and the person disappeared.

The sixth-grade Chen family miscalculated and was shocked. He hastily withdrew the rare object sword and blocked it in front of his chest.

However, the saint's sword was a provocation.

The blade bloomed with brilliant sword energy, swinging away his defensive sword and shattering his defense.

Still a trick.

The head of the Chen family was filled with disappointment: ...What is the purpose of my calculation?
His old friend Shui Qianjun added insult to injury thoughtfully: "Oh, what's going on? Lao Chen, a master of swordsmanship, why can't he even force the saint's second move? You have to talk to him when you get back!"

The head of the Chen family gritted his teeth angrily.

And the Giant Rock Martial Arts School is about to go into battle next to it.

I saw that the sixth level swordsman of the Chen family was also killed instantly with one move.

Immediately, a short and stocky man was selected from the four sixth-grade men who matched their age.

Then, start piercing his armor.

Wear layer after layer.

Juyan Martial Arts School is also a chicken thief, and the Saint is obviously difficult to deal with, so why don't you just stop dealing with it and just block a few swords?

The saint will not kill anyone.

"Old Shui, don't stare at me. Look over there. Haha, although Tang Wen is extremely talented, he is too young and can only hold two swords at most. The sets of armors in the Juyan Martial Arts School, even the rare objects There are two of them, tsk tsk, if I can carry five, six, seven or eight knives, it probably won’t be a problem!”

Shui Qianjun turned around and scolded Shi Lei, whom he knew best, "Old Shi, do you want face? This is a competition, where are you building a castle?"

Shi Lei, who had a red hummingbird standing on his shoulder, pretended to be frightened: "You want face? How? Can you give me Tang Wen's face in exchange? If it belongs to you and Lao Chen, it's still a no-no. You two are worse than me!"

Shui Qianjun, Master Chen:...

(End of this chapter)