Fog Era

The rules of the game allow for appointments. After all, this is Martial Artist's duel, and Martial Artist advocates powerhouse heads-up.

This game gives players a certain depth of strategy, but if one party does not want to play strategy and just wants to be just and honorable, the other party has no way to avoid it.

After all, avoiding the heavy will weaken the imposing manner. Especially for those who have not yet broken Rui and want to achieve something when broken Rui, let alone shrink back psychologically.

The point is that it is not a privately negotiated fight, but it is shouted directly on the loudspeaker. Zhang Songyang's appointment in advance can be regarded as a well-rounded and friendly discussion. Earthwood Fortress can choose not to agree. Therefore, Shi Tiexin and Zhang Songyang both stayed on stage when they were on stage, and the atmosphere for each other was good.

But this kind of shouting on the loudspeaker in front of all the audience is just screaming directly, and it is even the same as the ancient battle before the two armies.

The opponent of Shuren Zhengxue is Hanyang Fort. Perhaps the Hanyang Fort representative team was discussing something, but there was no reply for a while. In the stereo, the deep and thick voice spoke again. The voice is hard and domineering, with unparalleled arrogance and supercilious scowling: "If you can't fight for the best, I can open a Great Secret Realm and let you go together."

" Huh!" There was a wide range of roars from the stands, surprised at this man's arrogance.

And those organized tree students are even more vigorous, the tide is generally provocative rhythmically, vividly and thoroughly exerting the home court advantage.

Finally, Hanyang Fort also made a voice: "Don't be bossed shamelessly, we picked it up!"

"Oh——!" The mood of the audience rose up, didn't 't expect second day to see this explosion point.

Earthwood Fortress everyone did not even have time to return to the preparation room, directly looking up from the field. Sha Licheng was the strongest enemy in this game, and everyone was attentive to see the level of Shuren Zhengxue.

"Chou Huang, I've heard of this person." Gao Chongxiao looked serious: "This person has a strong and domineering character, he is vicious, and seems to be a martial idiot. What I heard The rumors are all exaggerated, I don’t know true or false, but this person has a nickname called'alien number' Qiu Huang."

Alien number?

Shi Tiexin couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, what kind of person would be called an anomaly? It must be a person who is very different from the people around him, is incompatible with the world, but makes others have to tolerate him.

We are chatting, the two sides have already played.

The flames are erupting, and a person strides toward the meteor among the flames. Seeing this person's dress, the audience began to whisper.

"cloak?" Shu Wangzhou was a little unbelievable: "Really, this guy also wears a cloak? Aren't you afraid of being grabbed by someone and hitting your head?"

To be precise, this person wears a shoulder pad, and the long and wide cloak is draped down from the shoulder pad until it reaches the calf position. The dark red cloak doesn't seem to be woven from ordinary fabrics, and it doesn't waver like a curtain, but instead carries a heavy and depressive feeling.

Looking at the person again, the calves couldn't help but scan between Shi Tiexin and this person with their eyes, because the two are indeed alike.

Speaking of physique, this person is tall and well-proportioned, and his height and arm span are similar to Shi Tiexin. Speaking of expressions, Shi Tiexin's face is expressionless, and this person is also expressionless.

No, go upstairs, because his face is densely packed with tattoos, and others can't see his features clearly.

Only those eyes, absolute self-confidence, absolute dominance, and a little bit evil, unusual.

whiz whiz whiz, someone rushed to Hanyang Fort lightly and quickly. He leapt nearly ten meters and jumped onto the stage. Lightweight Art looked very good.

Qiu Huang stood on the stage and glanced at the opponent, his tone seemed to be displeased: "Just you?"

"Only me, why can't you drop it?" The opposite player It’s almost annoyed: "I found that you are people who are righteous, others are not good at living first. The audience who came here is not good, especially you are also boasted shamelessly. Let us all go? Really like you We can’t really play it, when the time comes depends on how you pretend!"

But this time, Qiu Huang didn't speak any more, it seemed that he lost his interest in talking.

He just raised the right hand and checked the tick.

Ka-cha opened Secret Realm once, and the Hanyang Fort players rushed forward in anger. It can be seen that he is practicing a brilliant leg technique. The Lightweight Art is very good and also takes into account the fierce attacking moves. He has an elegant figure, fast speed, snakeskin walking, and the reality is staggered. He is considered to be a Lightweight Art.

But Qiu Huang, motionless, just stood in place so quietly, he didn't even raise his fist frame.

"Bluffing? Then I'll try a trick first."

The Hanyangbao player had a heartbeat and kicked it out. The strength of the waist and abdomen reaches the instep, the strength is penetrated, and the foot is swiftly. The body refinement is at least the Second Layer up, and the leg method is also considered acceptable. No matter how his opponent dodges, he has a way to deal with it.

But Qiu Huang did not dodge.

bang!

In the dull sound of impact, the Hanyang Fort player firmly kicked Qiu Huang's neck with his foot, simply like kicking a wooden stake, with no relief at all.

The Hanyang Fort players are overjoyed, and didn't expect a move.

But then his expression changed, because Qiu Huang still didn't move.

The power of this kick kicked on the neck, and it couldn't make him shake.

Qiu Huang spoke, with a disappointment in his voice: "That’s it?"

The Hanyang Fort player withdrew in shock, furiously, and tried again!

bang!

Before, there was still power for false moves. There was no power left this time, and I completely kicked it with all my strength and kicked it in the same position again.

But Qiu Huang, still unmoved, used his sturdy neck. The Hanyang Fort player withdrew again, this time he was really frightened, and he even staggered under his feet. The face of the foot and the neck were hit, but it seemed that the foot was injured.

"It's boring." Qiu Huang started to move forward, as if a war machine was starting to turn on, and his infinite baleful aura was surging. Being forced by this baleful aura, the Hanyangbao player appeared in horror. He just wanted to use Lightweight Art to evade, and one foot had already been kicked on his neck.

ka-cha!

The neck of the Hanyangbao player was not only broken, but the whole torn!

His head was kicked like a ball and flew far into the stands. The students who were studying in the stands cheered like crazy, and were extremely enthusiastic.

Qiu Huang turned around, cloak swinging. Behind him, the blood of the Hanyang Fort player's corpse burst into the sky, sprayed onto Qiu Huang's cloak, and blended into the blood.

Gao Chongxiao, Sima Liang, and Shu Wangzhou were dumbfounded.

Gu Shaohuai was surprised.

Shi Tiexin has a grim expression.

Shi Yu was slightly surprised and excited.

"Blood Sea Buddha." Sister Mengmeng said earnestly: "That little fellow practiced the Blood Buddhist Sect Divine Art Blood Sea Buddha. He may be the strongest opponent in this competition."

p>