The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 322
On the day before the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, Lin Xiaoqiang found Ariake again.

The two met in the outskirts of Chang'an City, hundreds of kilometers away from the city, for a matter related to his reputation as the governor.

"Let me just say it straight, I won't participate in the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament."

Lin Xiaoqiang crossed his arms and stood in front of Youming.The wind howled and howled, mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers, and the hair was blown wildly.

"Why?" Ariake lowered his eyes, "My identity is not up to par with yours?"

".Wow, why are you thinking in this direction?"

Looking at Youming as if looking at an alien, Lin Xiaoqiang thought for a while in his heart, but still couldn't understand why Youming had such an idea.

"Isn't it? You are the governor of South China, and I'm just an ordinary student at the Chang'an Academy of Military Sciences. I really don't have the qualifications." Ariake grinned.

"I understand your concerns. If you lose as the governor of South China, it will not only affect your reputation, but also the reputation of the Martial God Hall, so you will not participate in the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Competition."

Lin Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, "Although this is the truth, but I..."

"Besides, I'm a high-ranking Martial King, and you're an intermediate-ranking Martial King. It's normal to have a retreat, I understand." Ariaki sighed, "However, I have some."

Hearing Youming's words, Lin Xiaoqiang grinned, "But I won't be afraid of you, don't think that you are a high-level martial king so I dare not beat you up!"

"Huh?" Ariake was taken aback, and then laughed out loud, "Okay! I knew I was right!"

"I called you here today, firstly, to tell you about this matter, and secondly." Lin Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes, and Lingwei erupted unreservedly, suppressing the roar of the strong wind, and the dust trembled and fell in the air.

"If you want to fight me, I can do it now."

Chong Youming hooked his fingers, "Come?"

Ariake's laughter stopped, and he looked at Lin Xiaoqiang sharply. The high-ranking Martial King's spiritual power erupted, and he competed with Lin Xiaoqiang, "Come on!"

"I knew that I would never see the wrong person!"

Although I don't understand how Ariake sees people, the way he speaks is quite strange.

Seeing Ariake taking out his long knife from behind, Lin Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, Suzaku's wings appeared on his back, he held the light blue Qinglong sword in his hand, and put the Xuanwu sheath on his body.

"Come on." Xiang Youming hooked his fingers, "If you touch me, I'll be considered a loser."

The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament was officially held in mid-June, and the number of participants reached [-] million. All the existing megacities sent their own representatives, and the Martial God Temple in Chang'an was responsible for the arrangement.

This is a martial arts competition that can select the best in the world for the younger generation, and it is also an opportunity for countless ordinary people. Various businesses emerge here in endlessly.

After the audition, ten days had passed since the World's No. 48 Martial Arts Tournament, and [-] people were selected, all of whom were Wu Zongwu king-level masters.

A few days later, Lin Xiaoqiang came to a certain arena, looked at the two Wu Zong warriors who were still fighting each other, and asked Ariake next to him:

"How long is it?"

You Ming looked at his watch, and replied: "There are still 10 minutes, and it's Zhang Chang's turn after this show is over."

Lin Xiaoqiang nodded, sat on a chair, and watched their battle.

In the previous contest with Ariake, he naturally won, and he won completely, and Ariake was beaten into obedience.

Seeing that Youming really couldn't keep up with his speed, Lin Xiaoqiang shook his head, and even gave him advice on how to fight.

You Ming refused to accept it at first, but after giving advice, he tried again at Lin Xiaoqiang's request. This time he finally met Lin Xiaoqiang.

"Come here!" Ten minutes passed in a flash, and when the two Wu Zong were carried down, Zhang Chang and his deadly rival also stood on the ring.

There were bloodstains that had not been cleaned up on the stage of the arena, and some white teeth were still on the ground.

"I remember that this arena can't kill people, right?" Lin Xiaoqiang turned his gaze to Zhang Chang, "Their momentum seems to be endless."

"Don't worry, they know the scale, and there will be no big trouble." Youming shook his head, "I trust Zhang Chang."

"Tsk, it looks very hanging."

The two people on the ring were staring at each other. If eyes could kill, both of them would have died tens of millions of times.

After the referee gave a 'start' sound, the two acted at the same time.

Zhang Chang's weapon is a scimitar, a scimitar similar to a sickle, with a dazzling cold light reflected on the blade.

The figures of the two were very fast, countless afterimages flashed on the ring, and the sound of clanging swords and swords continued to resound, and the battle was quite fierce.

"Sure enough, the battle between King Wu is much more beautiful than that of Wu Zong." Someone beside him was comparing the battle between Wu Zong and Wu Wang. Hearing this, Lin Xiaoqiang also nodded.

Indeed, the battle between Wu Zong was too rigid, almost like a stagnant pool, but once it was promoted to the battle of King Wu, the arena instantly became more attractive.

Zhang Chang's enemy threw out his weapon, and when the latter dodged, he stabbed at him with the second long sword.

The enemy's figure was almost as fast as the long sword he threw, and it took less than half a second to rush to Zhang Chang's face, and he raised the sword and slashed.

Facing the attacks from the upper and lower directions, Zhang Chang didn't panic at all, and at the same time stepped back, as if to block.

Just when the onlookers thought they could hear the sound of two collisions, Zhang Chang's movements suddenly changed, dodging with an extremely strange movement, and then slashed.

The situation was reversed in an instant, Changchang gained the upper hand, crushed the opponent, and was in the limelight for a while.

"It seems that he has been cultivating very hard for a while." Lin Xiaoqiang looked at Zhang Chang's figure in admiration.

The latter coordinated perfectly no matter it was bodywork or attack, and often dodged and counterattacked, his opponent had no choice but to parry.

"Haha, Zhang Chang has been cultivating with me during this period of time. He has been taught by many teachers in the academy. These skills will naturally improve steadily. Of course, most of this is due to me."

Ariake laughed loudly, talking about the help he had given him during this time without any affectation.

Hearing Youming's words, Lin Xiaoqiang smiled and said nothing. In fact, Youming is quite a good person. He belongs to the kind of person who can't hide things in his heart.

As long as you have any ideas, you will speak them out in one go, and you are very easy to get along with.

(End of this chapter)