The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

"The men of the northern border are pouring their blood for Youzhou!" At this moment, a loud voice came from afar: "The blazing sun is in the sky, and what is burning is the lofty ambition of the men!"

"The two of them were once enemies, but now they are friends!"

"But, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In this arena, there can only be one winner!"

"One has a pair of ruthless iron hands, and the other has a sharp sword!"

"In the arena of life and death, two people meet on a narrow road. Who will win, who will lose, who will live, and who will die?!"

“When one of them falls, can the other carry the burden of moving forward and carry that burden forward?”

"let us wait and see!"

"Then, let the game begin!"

hum!

Tang Wei moved!

Endless sword energy shot out from his body and attacked Shen Lang.

With Shen Lang's current body skills, he couldn't dodge this kind of sword energy that had no blind spots.

A stream of sword energy hit Shen Lang hard.

The sword in Tang Wei's hand was like a swimming dragon, killing towards Shen Lang.

This sword is fast, accurate and ruthless, it will kill Shen Lang in one blow!

He listened to Shen Lang's words and did not hold back.

Holding back at this time would be disrespectful to your friend.

A fight between men must be unreserved!

"Contestant Tang Wei's sword is extremely fierce. Yesterday, he even broke through the sea of ​​gods with one sword!"

"Retreat, retreat, retreat! Contestant Shen Lang is moving quickly, looking for a glimmer of hope! However, everyone on this stage is pointed at by swords!" the host explained passionately.

boom……

Shen Lang stepped on the ring, and saw that the blood he left on the ground began to freeze.

The cold air spread and soon formed an ice wall in front of Shen Lang.

This blood-colored ice wall is what Shen Lang thought of as a trick to turn the tables!

Chapter 42 Convinced

The bloody ice wall only lasted for a few breaths in Tang Wei's hands.

"what?"

Tang Wei discovered that his magic was a little distorted due to the influence of the cold air.

This sword was not aimed at Shen Lang's throat.

Shen Lang dodged, but still failed to avoid it completely, and the long sword pierced Shen Lang's shoulder directly.

Shen Lang's mouth twitched, but he endured the pain and continued with his plan.

puff...

When the blood spurted out, another chill burst out in Shen Lang's blood.

With the resistance of this cold air, Tang Wei slowed down a bit.

If it weren't for the chillness in the blood, a sweep from Tang Wei's sword would have threatened Shen Lang's neck.

The two obstacles combined did not seem to buy Shen Lang much time, and Tang Wei's sword still slashed towards Shen Lang.

But, this is enough for Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was not panicked, not afraid, and even ignored Tang Wei's sword.

He slowly raised his hand, and a thunder and fire sword appeared in his hand!

hum!

The Thunder and Fire Sword poured into Tang Wei's body.

Tang Wei's sword stopped in front of Shen Lang's neck.

His expression gradually became blurred, and a pervert's unique smile appeared on his face.

Shen Lang didn't want to embarrass him, so he went around him.

boom!

Shen Lang struck out with a powerful palm, which was filled with cold air and knocked Tang Wei out of the ring.

Everyone was still shouting for encouragement at this time, but when they saw Tang Wei being knocked out of the ring by Shen Lang, they were all petrified.

How long has it taken from the beginning to now?

With one move, Tang Wei looked like he would kill Shen Lang instantly.

In the end, he was killed by Shen Lang?

Victory or defeat really depends on just one move!

Obviously, Shen Lang's performance yesterday made people dare not fight a protracted battle with him, and they could only find a way to determine the outcome with one move.

A Hu merchant opened his mouth. What was going on with Shen Lang's sword that concentrated his spirit? Why did a master of the Leaping Extraordinary Realm just stop moving?

This time no one questioned it. After all, Shen Lang had killed four people instantly with two Thunder and Fire Sword shots the day before yesterday, and even made them look very embarrassed. That was obvious to all.

At the beginning, Tang Wei didn't dare let Shen Lang use the Thunder and Fire Sword, but Shen Lang still bought enough time and used it.

The current evaluation of this Thunder and Fire Sword is... No one in the Leaping Mortal Realm can escape unscathed, it is as abnormal as Tang Wei's swordsmanship.

"I..." Butler Wang wanted to curse.

I lent you so much equipment, and this is how you repay me?

Shen Lang started by hurting himself, so why are you following suit and hurting yourself?

"Interesting." Zhao Huaibei gave a meaningful comment.

"Sir, this fight is unfair. Shen Lang shed blood in advance, which is obviously a plan..." Butler Wang thought of this.

Zhao Huaibei ignored him.

After receiving a cold palm from Shen Lang and falling heavily outside the ring, Tang Wei was still not awake.

Instead, a dragon rider stepped forward and pressed on the back of Tang Wei's head. Then the terrifying mental power gradually subsided, and Tang Wei's vision became clear again.

"Sorry." Shen Lang bowed to Tang Wei on the stage: "I can't stop using my Thunder Fire Sword. I can only use cold energy to see if it can help you get rid of it."

It is true that Tang Wei is armed to the teeth, but Shen Lang's Thunder and Fire Sword can ignore these defenses.

Unless Tang Wei has reached the level of using magic weapons and relying on them to resist mental shocks, he will have to be at least in the Zhoutian realm, where his true Qi can be transformed into true essence before he can use it.

If he dares to equip himself with magic weapons now, he will be beaten to death.

"It's not fair!" a gambler shouted, "If there was no blood on the ground, Shen Lang wouldn't have won!"

"Yes, that's not fair!"

“Oh oh oh oh…Shen Lang!”

Some of those who bought Shen Lang's shares were like chickens with their blood pumped up. They shouted and roared excitedly, and for a moment, they drowned out the voices of those who were cursing the shady dealings.

Only a few people win money, while the majority lose money.

The spectators around here acted like gamblers to the fullest.

"I said before that my blood will work. If Brother Tang doesn't accept it..."

Tang Wei struggled to stand up, and bowed to Shen Lang, saying: "I am convinced of my defeat in this battle!"

In Tang Wei's opinion, Shen Lang was upright from beginning to end.

He mutilated himself and didn't let Tang Wei follow him; it was Tang Wei who followed him on his own.

Shen Lang was bleeding, and he said that they could change the arena, but it was Tang Wei himself who said that there was no need to change.

All of this seemed to be Tang Wei's own choice, so Tang Wei had no objection to the result.

"I declare that Shen Lang wins." Zhao Huaibei raised his right hand.

…………

Soon, Shen Lang and Tang Wei were taken away to treat their injuries.

Although he was said to be healing, Tang Wei was not seriously injured. It was just self-harm at the beginning.

On the other hand, Shen Lang lost too much blood after being stabbed twice by himself and once by Tang Wei.

When the two were taken away, Butler Wang was standing at the door.

Seeing Butler Wang, Shen Lang couldn't help but become alert.

It’s this person who has been targeting me because of Wei Qianluo.

Now, he is the housekeeper, and I am an ordinary monk in the B zone.

He is in the trance, I am just in the ordinary...

In theory, Shen Lang shouldn't provoke Steward Wang at this time, but who is Shen Lang? He is the type of villain who seeks revenge all day long.

Even if we can't kill Butler Wang, it's good to disgust him.

"Butler Wang."

"Hmm?" Butler Wang's eyes were on Shen Lang.

"The healing medicine used by the contestants, isn't it poisonous?" Shen Lang's voice was so loud that many people could hear it. "Can I check if I'm poisoned before I go on stage?"

"Of course not." Butler Wang snorted, "But if you are poisoned, I can't say for sure."

It seems that this kid already knows that I am targeting him.

Butler Wang didn't care at all whether Shen Lang knew it or not. In Butler Wang's eyes, there was still a long time to go and there would always be a chance to drive Shen Lang away.

As a steward, I can't drive a small monk out of the palace. Where can I put my face?

If Shen Lang really wins the championship, he will have to keep quiet for a while. After all, he is at the center of public attention after just winning the championship.

Once the heat is over, a little Yue Fan can be manipulated however one wants.

"It's okay. Can I ask someone to heal my injuries myself?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Okay." Butler Wang nodded: "But you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

"By the way." Shen Lang looked at Steward Wang provocatively: "Wei Qianluo is my apprentice."

Butler Wang was stunned for a moment.

Wei Qianluo, who is that?

…………

Soon, Mo Yi was invited here.

For privacy reasons, the two of them each used a separate room for their recovery.

As Mo Yi applied medicine to Shen Lang, he muttered, "It's great! This time, not only did I get my money back, I also earned a hundred spirit stones!"

Three to one, the odds are indeed high.

"You won't swallow my spirit stone, will you?" Shen Lang said to Mo Yi cautiously, "I still have Wei Qianluo to take care of at home."

Snapped!

Mo Yi patted Shen Lang's buttocks and said, "Who is your master? How could he cheat you out of your money? Don't worry, you will also earn 150 spirit stones this time. You are almost paying off what you owe me... But this medicine costs three spirit stones, so let's settle the account clearly as master and disciple."

Chapter 43: Continue playing the music

I have to say that although Mo Yi is a little bit mean, she is indeed a good person in doing business. At least she will not cheat on the weight.

He said that he helped Shen Lang bet 50, which means he helped him bet 50. Shen Lang did not deny it even if he won.

"Keep the fifty spirit stones first, and I'll return the hundred to you." Shen Lang lay on the bed with peace of mind: "I need to get some medicinal bath for Wei Qianluo. Master, please help me prepare it."