Immortal quest system

Chapter 22 Shameless Tactics

"I'm looking forward to playing against you."

What the man in black said naturally spread to the ears of other candidates, and the battle between the strongest two attracted everyone's attention.

"One is as nimble as the wind, dodging multiple arrow attacks in an understatement, and makes the opponent bow his head with only his aura. The other is as powerful as a demon, blasting the opponent several feet away with one palm, and his strength is also unfathomable. These two people The battle must be very exciting!"

"In my opinion, that Chen Yao is better, after all, the difference in speed is too big. You know, Chen Yao didn't even make a move in the previous battle. The powerful attack power coupled with that kind of miraculous movement can Said to be invincible! That guy named Quan Shu, no matter how strong he is, what good is it if he can't hit someone?"

The examinees talked a lot, discussing who would win the two masters who were so strong that they were so blinding.Many people think that Chen Yao obviously hid his strength before, and if he is serious, he is undoubtedly the strongest person.

"I don't think so. Although that Quan Shu's attitude is arrogant and disgusting, but his strength is real. The strength of the palm just now is strong. What's more terrifying is the speed of his palm. Who can see clearly? As long as Chen Yao is approached by Quan Shu, and after receiving a slap, he will definitely lose!"

There are also people who support the man in black. After all, the shocking power of a one-hit kill is greater than Chen Yao's dodging and moving. The real strength is the strength of seeing the eyes.

There was even a gambler on the spot, and Chen Yao's odds were slightly better, but the gap was very small.

"The next match will be No. 5 vs. No. 10."

After the old man finished speaking, Jiang Bo and the little man came to the field.Before the competition started, the result was already obvious:
I saw Jiang Bo standing against the wind like a strong bamboo in the wind, shaking his folding fan slightly, with a calm smile on his face, as if he had a plan for victory.

And the little man had just fought against Chen Yao, and he knew that there was a huge gap between him and the real master. He had no fighting spirit, the urine on his crotch was clearly visible, his legs and feet were still trembling, and he could barely stand up. up.

"The competition begins!"

The old man gave an order, and Jiang Bo rushed forward at a high speed. The little man didn't expect the opponent to attack as soon as he came up. He hurriedly took the arrow and put on the bow. Before he could shoot an arrow, Jiang Bo got close to him.

"huhu"

Jiang Bo retracted the folding fan in his hand, and at some point, he conjured up a huge writing brush and waved it in the air.As the name suggests, the attack is like a tide, and Jiang Bo's attacks are like waves hitting the shore, layer upon layer, endlessly.

"Boom boom boom"

Jiang Bo attacked again and again, but he didn't hold back at all. He seemed to be quite concerned about the performance of Fang Cun Chen Yao and the man in black, as if he wanted to show off in front of everyone, and he used his full strength as soon as he came up.

"sorry Sorry!!"

Although the little man was already scared to pee, this real attack was still easier for him to accept than Chen Yao's ghostly footwork. The arrow was held in his hand before it was shot, and it was used as a melee weapon. Time was not crushed either, and they fought with Jiang Bo.

"Hehe, brother, I'm going to show my true skills~"

Jiang Bo chuckled, turned his technique, and the brush in his hand spun like a windmill. Under strong pressure, the little man was forced to retreat steadily, and he reached the edge of the field in a short while.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The little man was so frightened that he wanted to pee his pants again. He couldn't stand up to the fierce attack anymore. He loosened his hind legs at the edge of the field and couldn't stand stably. He was about to fall down.

"Be careful, brother!"

Jiang Bo suddenly stopped attacking, and stretched out his hand to grab the little man, stabilizing him.Just as the little man wanted to thank him, Jiang Bo smiled brightly and said, "Hehe, I'm sorry!"

"boom"

Jiang Bo lightly punched the little man on the right shoulder, and at the same time pulled his left shoulder with the other hand, the little man spun around like a twist, and fell headfirst outside the field.

"it is good!!"

Jiang Bo's offensive was incomparably gorgeous, his technique and footsteps were excellent, his attack was smooth and smooth, without any flaws, and he won a lot of applause.

"No. 10 is out of bounds, No. 5 Jiang Bo wins."

The old man also nodded frequently. In this exam, three top seedlings emerged, which made the elders of Hanqingmen quite happy.

"Jiang Bo, good posture!"

Seeing Jiang Bo's exit, Chen Yao bowed in congratulations.

"Hehe, Brother Yao, you're making a fool of yourself." Jiang Bo smiled and said, "Let's look at Brother Yao next, the number 7 should be nothing to worry about!"

"Uh, haha, it's hard to say, it's hard to say..."

Chen Yao sneered a few times, and felt worried: Just now, the battle between No. 7 and the man in black ended almost in an instant. I didn't see No. 7's fighting style at all, which is very unfavorable for the next match. .

"The next game, No. 1 vs. No. 7."

Hearing the sound of entering the field, the number 7 on the opposite side has also recovered from the swift and violent blow of the man in black just now, with a look of resentment, obviously ready to fight for victory with all his strength, and the method of scaring the little man just now will not work.

"The competition begins!"

"Chong"

No. 7 drew out a dagger and put on an offensive posture, wanting to strike first.

"beep"

When the system prompt came, an evasive arrow appeared in front of Chen Yao again. At the same time, No. 7 also rushed forward quickly, and stabbed fiercely with the dagger in his hand.

"step", "call"

Chen Yao avoided it easily, and had a general impression in his mind: This person is also a speed-type candidate, but the weapon he uses is a close-up type, and his personality is relatively strong. When he comes up, he will attack directly without any temptation. Instant kill with one palm.

"Drink!!", "Drink"

No. 7 kept moving his hand, and slashed with his backhand again. Chen Yao got short and easily dodged it again.

"Hit him! Hit him!"

Chen Yao's short stature just happened to come to the opponent's waist and belly area, and there was a big hole in front of him. If he had a certain attack power, it would be a good chance to kill with one blow.

"No way!" Chen Yao murmured in his heart: "My strength is only 7 points. If I punch it, it will be painless, but it will be exposed. I have to hide again and find a better opportunity!"

While thinking about it, Chen Yao dodged sideways, dodged the opponent's downward stab, and dodged to the side.

"This guy, come here again, and start playing with your opponent again!"

"Haha, what a bad character, I like it, hahaha!!"

The crowd started booing again, and the two smaller brothers even remembered the scene where the younger brother was humiliated just now, and they gritted their teeth angrily, wishing they could go on stage and swallow Chen Yao alive.

"You you you you you!" No. 7 was also very angry, and shouted loudly: "Why don't you fight me?! Don't I deserve your shot?! Well, if you don't fight, I will finish you. Look at the sword!"

"tread"

No. 7 took a step forward and charged at Chen Yao like a hungry tiger.But how can a single attack trap Chen Yao?Taking a step back, and then turning around, not only did Unpredictable Prophet avoid No. 7's follow-up attack, but also successfully circled behind him, which was another great opportunity to attack.

"Hit! Hit! Stop dawdling and hit!"

The crowd kept booing, and Chen Yao also felt a little embarrassed. Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a stone brick appearing at his feet. With an idea, he bent down to pick up the stone brick, and slapped No. 7 on the head.

"Snapped!"

(End of this chapter)