The ultimate evolution system of the glory of the king

Chapter 163 Chang'an Erlang's sword is in the sheath!

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will surely shine!!"

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will surely shine!!"

"God bless Chang'an, martial arts will surely shine!!"

"..."

As the empress uttered the proverbs, everyone in the stands shouted at the top of their lungs.

For a moment, the momentum soared into the sky! !

And the top ten competition... also officially started! !

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"In the first round, contestant Liu Chan will face contestant Zhu Zhuqing!"

Xiao Yuanhan off the court was very pleased, now he finally got rid of the curse of "two hundred and five"...

A slightly thin boy walked onto the stage slowly, showing a shy smile.

In fact, his strength is not too weak. He just entered the fifth level of Zifu Realm, and he is fifth in the sequence of Jixia Academy, but he is much inferior to other ruthless people in the top ten.

"Dizhou, Jixia Academy, Zhu Zhuqing."

"Jingzhou, the Imperial City of Shu, Liu Chan."

The two sides saluted and reported to their homes.

Liu Chan grinned: "Brother, don't waste your energy, you can't beat me."

"I know." The shy young Zhu Zhuqing said seriously: "But I want to try."

"it is good!"

Liu Chan stopped talking nonsense, his body rose violently, and his fists slammed out like heavy hammers!
His best attack method is to drive the mechanism beast. Since the mechanism beast cannot play in the Jixia Grand Competition, then this pair of iron fists... is his greatest reliance! !
The shyness on Zhu Zhuqing's face gradually faded away, replaced by a tenacity like a rock!

Compared with the shy boy before, he is a completely different person! !

As soon as Zhu Zhuqing flipped his hand, an ink pen appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he swiped his brush like splashing ink, and a jet-black wall of ink instantly appeared in front of him!
"Is it possible to attach power to the ink brush to make the painting come alive? It's an interesting method..." Xiao Yuanhan looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the battle platform thoughtfully.

Zhu Zhuqing's offensive methods are similar to Cai Wenji's, one is the shape of the piano sound, and the other is the manifestation of the picture scroll.

"Break it for me!!"

Liu Chan's fists were like heavy hammers, and they hit the ink wall directly and heavily, and the ink wall burst open in an instant, turning into splashes of ink.

After the ink wall was broken, Zhu Zhuqing didn't show any panic on his face, and with a wave of the ink pen in his hand, a large ink-colored roc appeared.

Afterwards, Zhu Zhuqing directly stood on the back of the roc, and the roc fluttered its wings, leading him to soar into the air.

"Damn it, you cheated!!"

Liu Chan cursed angrily, but his figure didn't stop at all. With a kick of his legs, he rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing who was in mid-air like a cannonball.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't expect that Liu Chan was pushing so hard, he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, with a light flick of his wrist, with a few strokes, he outlined a dark tiger.

"Roar!!"

The dark tiger roared and charged towards Liu Chan directly, throwing him down from mid-air.

The two fought into a ball, but fortunately, the black tiger's fighting power was not strong, and Liu Chan hammered it into a puddle of ink with a few punches.

But when he turned his head, he saw more than a dozen black wolves staring at him.

"What am I..."

Liu Chan cursed secretly, helpless, and went up to meet him again.

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This competition lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and Liu Chan won the final victory.

But he was not easy. When he finished, he was covered in ink, and he was still swearing: "This kid's moves are not strong, but disgusting is really disgusting. I have never drank so much ink in my life..."

Speaking of Liu Chan's way of winning, it is also very strange.

The ink beast summoned by Zhu Zhuqing couldn't do anything to Liu Chan.

But Liu Chan couldn't do anything about Zhu Zhuqing who was in mid-air.

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing's power in his body was exhausted, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.

The spectators in the Sifang stands were all very excited, some cheered for Zhu Zhuqing, and some cheered for Liu Chan.

After all, such a high-quality battle can only be seen in the top ten matches of the Jixia Grand Competition.

After the arena was cleaned up, the second match began.

"In the second round, contestant Chen Mu will face contestant Feng Ye!"

Following the order of the referee, Chen Mu and Feng Ye stepped onto the arena. Both of them looked cold and dressed in black, like two thousand-year-old icebergs.

"It's all right now, the two ice cubes have collided, have you noticed that the surrounding temperature has dropped!" Liu Chan said cheerfully after wiping off the ink on his body.

Xiao Yuanhan looked disgusted: "Stay away from me, it smells like ink."

One must know that the traces of ink can be washed off, but the smell penetrates deep into the bone marrow, just like being sprayed with five layers of Bian Que's poison...

Liu Chan said proudly: "The teacher said that a real wise man has ink in his stomach! Now I am also a wise man!"

Xiao Yuanhan was powerless to complain: "I think what Mr. Zhuge is talking about is a wise man, not a mentally retarded..."

On the battle platform, Chen Mu and Feng Ye were still facing each other, and there was a chill in the air.

Even the referee couldn't stand it anymore.

"That... the competition has already begun."

In the end, it was Chen Mu who broke the silence first: "Dizhou, Jixia Academy, Chen Mu."

Feng Ye cherished words like gold: "Yaoyu, Feng Ye."

"Then let me experience the strength of a genius in the Demon Realm."

Chen Mu pulled out the black blade from behind, and the blade was glowing with a cold luster.

"I think so."

Wolf hair began to grow on Feng Ye's face, his nails gradually became sharper, and his whole body directly transformed into a humanoid wild wolf.

"Jixia Academy ranks number one." Feng Ye licked the corner of his mouth excitedly, obviously... He is very satisfied with the opponent in front of him!
Feng Ye landed on all fours, his back arched, like a wolf!
"kill!!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, Feng Ye rushed out like an arrow, his wolf eyes glowing with bloodlust.

He is a wolf, proud and alone, a bloodthirsty wolf! !
Crazy Wu Chen Mu stood quietly on the spot, holding the black blade in his hand, muttering to himself.

"The spring breeze blows all the spring grass."

"Who's son has a knife in the sheath."

Raise your hand and swing your blade.

The black blade rises, and the light of the sword appears.

Chang'an Erlang, the sword is in the sheath!

(End of this chapter)