perfect beast

Chapter 47 You Know Too Late

"Chen'er be careful!"

Just when Li Xiaoke was about to hit Zhang Beichen's chest with his violent palm, Zhang Hanhai yelled and threw his body directly at Zhang Beichen.

"Oh!"

A loud noise came from Zhang Hanhai's body.

Immediately, Zhang Hanhai's body, together with Zhang Beichen's, was sent flying no less than six meters by the palm.

Zhang Beichen was pressed down by Zhang Hanhai's slightly obese body, but he was not injured at all.

As for Zhang Hanhai at this time, a trace of red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, hanging from the corner of his mouth, looking very painful.

"Father, father!"

Seeing this, Zhang Beichen was shocked.

He got up and supported Zhang Hanhai.

"Chen'er, you have to remember, when you have no strength, you have to learn to endure."

Zhang Beichen knew what he was talking about, so he glanced at Li Xiaoke and nodded emphatically.

Feeding a healing blood pill into Zhang Hanhai's mouth helped him off the battle stage.

Let Li Shan and Sun Lei help Zhang Hanhai return home.

Zhang Beichen stepped onto the stage again, stared at Li Mu coldly and said, "You have already lost, and you don't deserve to continue standing on the stage."

"you……"

Hearing this, Li Mu burst out with anger.

However, soon he was relieved.

"Zhang Beichen, don't be arrogant. One day, you will be angered by me. The weak will always be the weak, hahaha..."

Li Mu suddenly burst out laughing.

Because he is the heir of the City Lord's Mansion, although he does not have the right to directly mobilize the army, but one day, he will become the City Lord, and at that time, he will be able to destroy the Zhang Mansion casually.

Zhang Beichen stared at Li Mu coldly, thinking to himself: "It won't take long, only one year, and after one year, I will wash the City Lord's Mansion with blood!"

Li Mu snorted coldly, then jumped off the platform.

Although Yue Xinlou was shocked by Zhang Beichen's performance, but as the steward of the City Lord's Mansion, he could not decide anything because of his personal likes and dislikes.

So, he said coldly: "Zhang Beichen wins and becomes the ringleader!"

"Wow!"

Everyone in the audience made a noise like a flood.

Fengtian God General Xue Wangchuan on the viewing platform stared at Zhang Beichen and nodded with a vague smile on his lips.

He secretly said in his heart: "This boy is really extraordinary, not only powerful, but also knows how to endure. I am afraid that even Li Xiaoke will become the soul of his sword in the future."

Concubine Xiao kept her face calm.

It seems that Zhang Beichen's performance, in her opinion, is doomed.

Next came the challenge between Qingyao and Shi Qingyang.

Qingyao came to the battle stage, looked at Zhang Beichen and Zhang Shaoyang, and finally made a decision, raising his finger to Zhang Beichen.

After all, Zhang Beichen and Zhang Shaoyang are two people, Zhang Beichen's strength is too weak.

Anyone who is smarter will choose him.

Zhang Beichen smiled faintly, and after swallowing a Huang Ling Pill, he recovered the lack of aura in his body.

As for the Enhancing Spirit Pill that he harvested just now, it no longer has any effect on him.Simply put it in the storage ring and leave it to Li Shan.

After that, he stepped out of the main stage and came to the battle arena.

He said lightly: "Qingyao, Shi Qingyang, come together, so as not to waste time."

Shi Qingyang was stunned, he didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant.However, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

Immediately, he carried a three-meter-long square halberd and stepped onto the platform.

"What? He, he wants to challenge two masters at the first level of the Soul Gathering Realm?"

"Isn't this looking for death?"

"I think Zhang Beichen is overconfident."

"Two warriors at the first level of Soul Gathering Realm, heh heh, I think Zhang Beichen will definitely lose this time."

The young martial artists under the battle stage began to discuss one after another.

Although Zhang Beichen showed exceptional strength in the previous few days of competition, it was all a one-on-one duel.

However, now it is one-to-two, which is not a simple superposition of one plus one.

If Qingyao and Shi Qingyang knew how to cooperate, perhaps none of the warriors at the fourth level of the Soul Gathering Realm would be their opponents.

However, Zhang Beichen looked indifferent, standing on the battle platform without any fear.

Yue Xinlou looked at Zhang Beichen and asked, "Zhang Beichen, are you sure you don't need to rest for half a stick of incense?"

"Need not!"

Shaking his head, Zhang Beichen answered briefly.

Qingyao and Shi Qingyang looked at each other, with an imperceptible sneer on their faces.

As soon as the muscles of Qingyao's whole body were exerted, they bulged like graveyards, and all of them bloomed.

Shen Sheng said: "Brother, don't blame us."

"Come on!" Zhang Beichen raised his chin and said.

"Fire Yang Thirteen Knives!"

Qingyao let out a loud shout, pointing the broad-backed saber in his hand at the sky.

Suddenly, a scorching sun appeared above the tip of the knife.

It was so bright that Zhang Beichen's eyes couldn't be opened.

And the square halberd in Shi Qingyang's hand was coming across towards the center of this scorching sun.

"Changhong pierces the sun!"

Qingyao and Shi Qingyang had such a tacit understanding in an instant, like comrades-in-arms who had been training for several years.

Zhang Beichen seemed to realize something.

An idea was born in his mind.

Could it be that these two people came from the same school?
However, before he had time to speculate, the square halberd in Shi Qingyang's hand had pierced through the scorching sun above the tip of Qingyao's broadsword, and stabbed straight at Zhang Beichen's throat.

The icy aura above the square halberd turned into a double sky of ice and fire the moment it passed through the scorching sun.

Zhang Beichen was startled, and immediately drew out the long sword in his hand.

He dared not be careless.

This is the first time Zhang Beichen has seen this kind of martial arts compatible with ice and fire.

Just judging from the constant alternation of red and white, which are cloudy and cloudy, one can feel that this martial skill will be a deadly horror.

"Light the lights at sunset!"

Zhang Beichen immediately circulated the aura cyclone in his body, pouring profound energy into the Qingyang Sword in his hand, and the three cyan inscriptions on the sword were lit up.

Suddenly, on the long sword, there were sparks, burning the void.

"Oh!"

The sword and the halberd collided together.

An ear-piercing metal scream came out, and the scorching sun and freezing cold instantly dissipated.

The square halberd in Shi Qingyang's hand was struck away by the long sword in Zhang Beichen's hand, and Shi Qingyang's body flew backwards along with the square halberd that was swung away.

"Oh!"

Shi Qingyang's body collided with Qingyao's, and the two fell to the ground immediately.

During the panic, a tattoo on the chest of the two was revealed.

This is a wolf with its mouth open and howling.

Zhang Beichen frowned, feeling bad for a moment.

"You are killers on Poisonous Wolf Street!"

Shi Qingyang held the square halberd in both hands, his inverted triangular pupils radiated bursts of icy coldness, and said, "That's right, but you knew it too late."

If it was discovered that the two of them were the killers of Poisonous Wolf Street at the beginning, I am afraid that they would not be able to enter the martial arts arena where Junjie Dawu performed.

And now that they were in a duel, as long as one of them didn't admit defeat or was killed, no one could interrupt the battle.

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