The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 151 Shocked everyone (went to eat dumplings)

Chapter 170 The Second Shocked Four Seats (Please recommend, collect)
It is impossible for me to lose, how could I just lose like this?

Murong Jingqi still didn't come back to her senses, and stood under the ring in a daze.

When the voices of discussion from the audience reached her ears; Murong Jingqi looked at the ground she was standing on, and then suddenly woke up.

"You... cheating!"

Murong Jingqi suddenly pointed at Gu Bei and scolded him angrily.

"I ask for a rematch. It is absolutely impossible for him to beat me so easily!" Murong Jingqi asked Wan Jun firmly.

Murong Jingqi lost in such a way, as the referee, Wan Jun was also a little confused.

How could this Murong Jingqi's cultivation be in the middle stage of a great master, why was she thrown off the ring without even holding on to a single move?
Hearing Murong Jingqi's request, Wan Jun's resolute expression immediately showed hesitation.

But there were two confused and angry guys at the scene, namely Huo Lingfeng and Gu Ziyu.

Both of them were startled by Gu Bei's sudden voice.

Could it be that this guy lost his mind and wanted to challenge Huo Lingfeng and Gu Ziyu at the same time?

"Since you are not playing, the referee, announce it."

Gu Bei frowned and looked at Wan Jun.

Gu Bei's meaning is obvious: I am the only one in the ring now, so you can announce that there is no one else in No.1, it is me.

"Fuck me, this guy really has an unusually thick skin! It's still not even close, and he's going to be number one?"

"I really thought it was a coincidence that if I beat Goddess Murong, I would be number one in martial arts. How shameless!"

"Just wait and see, whether it's Mr. Gu or Mr. Huo, whoever goes up, won't turn him into a scum!"

"That's right, that's right. I'm not ashamed to say it. This match is all about victory, and I still want to be the first. For those who celebrate the New Year, let's dream!"

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The audience was also surprised by Gu Bei's shamelessness, and all of them were angry and showed disdainful expressions.

Of course, the rematch that Murong Jingqi requested was naturally impossible.

The Martial Dao Grandmaster Conference is held in the whole of China, and the rules are placed there. How can it be said that the weight ratio is the weight ratio.

"Jingqi, defeat is defeat, come back!"

Although Murong Hong also thought it was impossible, but the fact was in front of him, Murong Hong called Murong Jingqi.

The Murong family still wants to lose face, so naturally it is impossible to lose face of the Murong family because of the competition.

Furthermore, Murong Hong was sure that even if the competition was repeated, so what, his genius daughter had limited cultivation after all, and she was still no match for Gu Ziyu and Huo Lingfeng.

Third, fourth, what's the difference?

Murong Jingqi glared at Gu Bei fiercely in embarrassment, her pretty face was full of resignation and scolded: "Hmph, despicable!"

Obviously, he couldn't be more angry about Gu Bei taking advantage of her.

When Gu Bei asked Wan Jun to announce, Wan Jun's face was a little displeased, he glanced at Gu Bei coldly, and ignored him at all.

"Master Wan, I have a proposal. Since these little brothers want to fight two with one, how about this, the three of them will play together and compete with each other, and the winner will be decided once!" Gu Ziyu clasped his fists and said with a gentle smile on his face. .

The three of them competed on stage together, and the final winner was No.1.

But there is no doubt that if two people cooperate to attack the third person, then the third person will suffer from the enemy and suffer the most.

Wan Jun couldn't help but look at Huo Lingfeng.

The haughty Huo Lingfeng said casually, "I'm fine."

With a flash of his figure, Huo Lingfeng showed excellent speed, and before his voice fell, he had already stood on the ring.

At some point in time, a long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was already shaking and clanging before it was unsheathed.

"You're crazy!"

Huo Lingfeng stood on the stage, glanced at Gu Bei coldly, and said three words without emotion.

With one hand behind his back, Gu Bei ignored Huo Lingfeng's intentions at all.

Gu Ziyu jumped up and came onto the stage with a handsome figure. His demeanor did not belong to Huo Lingfeng at all, and he still had a gentle smile on his face.Glancing at Gu Bei, he said in a tone of educating the younger generation: "It's easy to break!"

"Since the three of you have no objections, then... the competition begins!" Wan Jun said loudly.

"Hmph, this lady needs to watch this despicable and shameless guy being abused!" Murong Jingqi, who had an angry face, muttered to herself in the audience.

Several Patriarchs, Old Fox, didn't pay much attention to Gu Bei, thinking that this guy was just a stepping stone for opportunistic tricks.

"Master Gu, why did he make such a hasty decision? This... is not good for Master Gu!" Luo Jinpeng looked worried.

"Don't worry kid, just wait and see the good show!" The bald monk Zhao Zhijing sipped his wine indifferently, and patted Luo Jinpeng on the shoulder.

"Mr. Gu...isn't this a joke? This is too hasty!" Luo Zhong also had the same thoughts as his son.

"If you die by yourself, you can't blame anyone!" Luo Jintao muttered, his eyes full of evil.

On the ring, the three of them stood facing each other. Gu Ziyu looked at Huo Lingfeng, his eyes seemed to be asking.

"He has grievances with your Gu family!" The two seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding. After Huo Lingfeng said indifferently, he held the long sword in his arms and took a step back, obviously not planning to make a move for the time being.

Gu Ziming's arm was severed by Luo Xue. It is also true that Huo Lingfeng said that the Gu family had a grudge against Gu Bei.

"Thank you!"

Gu Ziyu cupped his fists with a gentle smile.

"I advise you two to fight together, and use the strongest moves, otherwise, you may not have a chance to make another move!" Gu Bei glanced at the two of them indifferently.

The madness of these words naturally caused a wave of humiliation and curses from the audience.

"Insanity!"

The gentle smile on Gu Ziyu's face gradually disappeared, his body flickered, and a machete in his hand was already slashing towards Gu Bei.

The sword energy is formed, the inner strength is exposed, and the master's final level is undoubtedly revealed.

But in the face of the sharp saber energy, Gu Bei still looked calm, but he did not sit still, his footsteps moved, extremely strange, but his figure rushed towards Huo Lingfeng who had been standing still.

"court death!"

Huo Lingfeng showed disdain, and spit out two words coldly, with a sound of "shua", the long sword came out of its sheath, and stabbed at random.

And Gu Ziyu's slashing knife had already reached the empty space.

Gu Bei's figure had already attacked Huo Lingfeng.

Facing the sword energy pierced by Huo Lingfeng, Gu Bei did not intend to dodge at all, and suddenly slapped it with one hand as a palm.

A cloud of pale green energy suddenly erupted in the palm, but it contained a strong sword energy.

This scene immediately made Wan Jun and the Patriarchs shrink their eyes, and their eyes showed disbelief.

"This is... exuding energy?" Murong Hong's old face was shocked.

"The realm of transformation?" Gu Bingshan exclaimed at the same time.

"No, it's even better than Huajing!"

A sharp look appeared in Huo Zili's eyes, and he shook his head solemnly.

The old lama of the Hidden Immortal Plateau, who had settled down in meditation, opened his cloudy eyes immediately after Gu Bei stretched out his palm, and a ball of light suddenly appeared.

Once he opened his eyes, he could no longer close them.

Because, every movement of Gu Bei next made the old lama feel uneasy.

"They really do look alike!"

The old lama still lowered his sentence.

It suddenly occurred to my mind that the mysterious man who was still in the hidden realm of the Hidden Immortal Plateau made the old lama involuntarily contrast.

"The troubled times are coming, the troubled times are coming!"

The old lama's voice alarmed another skinny old man in a strange attire beside him.

The old man was an old priest from the Miao Wu in southern Xinjiang, and a sinister aura escaped from his body. Under the dark robe, a pair of eyes full of whites turned black like a black hole in an instant.

(End of this chapter)