My Master is Lin Zhengying

A large group of Maoshan disciples got up one after another and ran out following Shi Jian.

The martial arts arena was chirping, and the heads of various factions were also talking about it.

However, neither was surprised.

The main thing is that this kind of thing basically happens in every smog conference.

First of all, each faction has more or less private enmity.

Plus great prizes.

It is also very normal for there to be life and death fights in the martial arts arena.

Nan Chen could only stare at Shi Xiaojian and leave.

This will, look back again.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu had stopped injecting real energy into Qiusheng.

Qiu Sheng's complexion was not very good-looking.

"Master, how is brother?"

Nan Chen took a few steps forward and came to the edge of the ring.

Uncle Jiu shook his head:

"It's not very good, but if there is the nine-cold nine-leaf clover, Qiu Sheng will be cured."

Hearing this, Nan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

He raised his head sharply and looked at the front podium, where the winner's prize was closely guarded.

By the way, Elder Yunkong said it before.

Nine-cold nine-leaf clover is a holy medicine for healing.

With that thing, Qiu Sheng will definitely be cured.

Now, Nanchen is more determined to win the first place...

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Six hundredth Chapter 17 Dong Wushuang's challenge

Although this world is not Nan Chen's real world.

Everything here is just a dimension.

The characters here, in the world of Nanchen, all have character models.

There are real people.

However, everyone here is still flesh and blood.

Everyone here has true feelings.

Especially the Renjia Town where he lives, his masters and brothers.

Since joining Jiu Shu's sect, Qiu Sheng took him to play and practice.

Fight to the death, face zombies, monsters, and ghosts.

The two have long been brothers in life and death.

Nan Chen couldn't help but watch Qiu Sheng without his cultivation.

Since there is still a possibility of healing, Nan Chen should give it a try.

Therefore, he firmly said to Uncle Jiu;

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best to win the Nine Cold Nine Leaf Grass."

Uncle Jiu nodded, but did not speak.

Because Uncle Jiu didn't know what to say.

He knows very well how difficult it is to win the first place in front of the young and strong in the world.

Even if he knew, Nan Chen's cultivation was strong.

But I can't guarantee [-]% that Nan Chen will be the first.

He also didn't want to put pressure on Nan Chen, so he didn't say a word.

At this moment, he picked up Qiu Sheng and quickly left the martial arts arena.

The four-eyed priest and others saw it, and followed them one after another.

Wen Cai finally said to Nan Chen:

"Junior Brother, we will wait for you, you will definitely be able to do it!"

After speaking, Wen Cai also turned and left.

Only Nan Chen was left standing on the ring.

His masters, uncles, brothers, and friends were all injured because of Qiu Sheng, so they followed him out and left the martial arts arena.