Dou Po Zhi Ling Ji Huang

Chapter 315 Green Scale Fights Wang Chen

Facing Wang Chen's provocative gaze, Su Qing didn't speak, but looked at the three pavilion masters on the stand. Whether outsiders can participate in the Sifang Pavilion meeting is not up to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen guessed what Su Qing meant, turned to look at the three pavilion masters and said: "Three pavilion masters, since the Northwest Yunlanzong is here, we might as well open up the rules of the competition and let them join, so that we can see the Northwest Continent How powerful the overlord's power is."

Above the stands, Venerable Huang Quan of Huang Quan Pavilion said: "What do you two think?"

Venerable Lei smiled and said, "I have no objection."

Venerable Huang Quan laughed secretly in his heart, of course he has no objection, his disciple of Venerable Lei is a strong Dou Zong, and he is at the top level in Zhongzhou.

Venerable Sword also frowned and said: "We can't see the strength of those three people. If we rashly agree, if our Sifang Pavilion disciples lose, we will lose face."

Venerable Huang Quan said with a smile: "Why? You don't believe that the Northwest Continent really has geniuses who can be compared with us in Zhongzhou, do you?"

Venerable Sword retorted: "Isn't there? Don't you know the fighting saint of the Misty Cloud Sect?"

Venerable Huang Quan heard the words and said: "In terms of high-level powerhouses, Sifang Pavilion is indeed not as good as Yunlanzong. But don't forget that the reason why Yunlanzong is strong is because they have gathered the fighting saints from the entire Northwest Continent. We in Zhongzhou are no worse than them!"

"Besides, our Sifang Pavilion meeting is a competition for the younger generation. No matter how strong the Misty Cloud Sect is, will their Dou Sheng still make a move? Isn't it embarrassing?"

Venerable Sword wanted to say something more, but Venerable Lei said: "Okay, let them participate, Huang Quan is right, this is a competition for the younger generation!"

In the eyes of Venerable Lei, young geniuses from places like the Northwest Continent can never be compared with Zhongzhou, and Feng Qinger is also a member of the Heavenly Demon and Phoenix family with the blood of the ancient Sky Phoenix. In terms of talent, there are very few people in Zhongzhou who can To surpass her, since the people from the Misty Cloud Sect are here, let's have a competition and let them see that the young geniuses of the Zhongzhou Continent are not comparable to the Misty Cloud Sect.

Venerable Lei said so, and Venerable Jian didn't say anything. Anyway, Wan Jiange is the weakest, and if he loses, he loses. And Venerable Lei's move is obviously to show off his apprentice. If you lose, Venerable Lei will regret it.

After getting the consent of the three pavilion masters, Wang Chen turned around and said with a smile: "The three pavilion masters have agreed, what do you think?"

Su Qing and Yun Yun looked at each other with a smile in their eyes. Are the two Dou Sheng going to compete with the Dou Huang?

of course not.

Su Qing said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then I won't shirk it."

Wang Chen was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Who will come first?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Chen glanced at Feng Qing'er intentionally or unintentionally. The reason why he wanted to compete with Su Qing was to prove his strength by defeating Su Qing or Yun Yun in front of Feng Qing'er.

Feng Qing'er is so beautiful, and there is a phoenix clan behind her, which man would not be tempted, let alone a genius like Wang Chen who thinks he is excellent.

Su Qing saw it, and there was a smile in his eyes: "We won't do anything."

Let Su Qing and Yun Yun take action, so Wang Chen can still live?
Wang Chen was puzzled and said, "What does this mean?"

All he wanted was to compete with Su Qing and Yun Yun, but they didn't make a move?What are you doing?
Su Qing stroked Qing Lin's hair and said, "She's coming!"

Wang Chen stared at Qinglin for a moment, and then said displeasedly: "Are you joking? Our competition is not a child's play, you let your daughter play?"

Wang Chen looked at Su Qing unhappy, didn't he look down on him?
Su Qing held back her smile and said, "Don't get me wrong, first, she is my disciple, not my daughter, and second, she is not a child!"

Wang Chen was surprised when he heard the words: "Disciple? Are you not a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, but a high-ranking one?"

Su Qing smiled and said, "Since it's a competition for the younger generation, let her come."

Wang Chen looked at Su Qing and said, "Don't you need to think about it? It would be bad if you hurt her in the competition, why don't you come?"

Wang Chen secretly laughed in his heart, if he could defeat the top management of Yunlanzong, then he would be famous!

Su Qing laughed secretly when he heard the words, not knowing whether Wang Chen was really capable or too arrogant. .

"I'll fight you!"

Qing Lin let go of Yun Yun's hand, looked at Wang Chen and said, "Let's talk if you can beat me."

Wang Chen looked down at the petite Qinglin and smiled, "Little sister, are you sure?"

Qing Lin nodded and said: "How to fight, what do you think?"

Wang Chen smiled and said: "In this case, then you come, don't worry, I will show mercy."

Hmph, a disdainful smile curled up on the corner of Wang Chen's mouth, thinking in his heart: Wait until I defeat you, then I will defeat your teacher!

Feng Qing'er in the distance couldn't help but whispered this time: "What an idiot."

Although the Sifang Pavilion and the Xingyun Pavilion have not yet come, but after Wang Chen made such a fuss, the competition had to start earlier.

The crowd vacated the venue for the two of them. Before going on the stage, Su Qing touched Qinglin's little head and said, "Go, just don't beat him to death."

He also wants to get the sword spring spirit stone, so he doesn't want to get into trouble with Huangquan Pavilion.

Qing Lin nodded obediently and said: "Okay."

Coming to the arena and being watched by so many people, Qinglin was a little nervous. After taking a deep breath, Qinglin looked at Wang Chen and said, "Tell me, how do you compete?"

Wang Chen lifted his fighting spirit and said: "Beat me, you win."

Qing Lin nodded and said: "Okay, you can do it."

In the stands, Venerable Sword frowned and said: "This little girl looks quite nervous and looks cute, but there seems to be a strong fighting spirit in her body that doesn't match her appearance. Do you think she is hiding her strength? "

Venerable Huang Quan chuckled and said, "Looking at her appearance, she is not even 20 years old, no matter how strong she is, she will definitely not be stronger than Chen'er!"

Venerable Lei said with a smile, "It's started!"

The three stopped talking and looked at the field, only to see Wang Chen rushing forward and punching Qinglin. In his eyes, defeating Qinglin was as easy as pie, and there was no need to be serious at all.

"Bang..."

The petite fist collided with Wang Chen, and there was a dull sound. Qinglin exerted a slight force, and Wang Chen stepped back dozens of steps in an instant, until he retreated to the edge of the field before stabilizing his figure.

"how is this possible?"

The disciples watching around looked at Qinglin in shock, why did they never expect that Wang Chen, the eldest disciple of Huangquan Pavilion, was repelled by Qinglin with one move?
Wang Chen also looked at Qing Lin in shock, and at this moment there were waves of pain on his fist.

He didn't understand how Qinglin's soft and boneless little hand could burst out with such a strong force.

(End of this chapter)