Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

On the high platform, Shi Hailong nodded softly with a smile, and several old men beside him nodded themselves.

Some things, less than a certain realm, simply don't see anything from the surface.

Shi Hailong laughed softly: “These two people, one with the courage to let go of the blog, one with the knowledge to retreat, unintentionally pursue victory, there are so many geniuses, which is actually why they can crane chickens. ”

An old man nodded next to him: “It's hard to tell the difference between Xiao Chen's knife technique and Jiangzi Ink's skill, no one can do anything about it. ”

“To win, you can only go beyond skill fighting and really use tactics to skew the balance of the battle towards you according to your own characteristics. ”

Another interfaced: “Jiang Zimo is characterized by persistent fighting power, so you should delay the battle as long as possible, and wait until the other party's energy is weakened before really going to win or lose. ”

“Xiao Chen is characterized by strong flesh and explosive energy, but grinding down the energy consumed too much, so he used two defeats to force Jiang Mo to win and lose, even if he was seriously injured. ”

Shi Hailong laughed softly: “Both of them are talent. I really look forward to the ancient tower. It might surprise us how far they can go. ”

Simple and simple battle, under the explanation of the top Wuhuang experts on stage, let the people underground listen.

I didn't expect that there were so many doorways under the seemingly ordinary and ultimate technique, a thoughtful mind, self-understanding.

Xiao Chen dissipated the qi of the Green Dragon on his left hand and looked back at Jiang Zimo at the edge of the ring: “You can actually bet a hand. After I am seriously injured, my body will be weak and not necessarily beat you. ”

Jiang Zimo shook his head and smiled: “You don't have to be modest. I can't spell without a 70% chance of winning. You win this fight, see who can go further on the ancient tower! ”

Genius has the self-confidence of a genius. Although Jiang Zimo lost this fight, there is no doubt about the 20 places, and he will definitely be one of them.

Xiao Chen nodded: “I'll see you at the ancient tower! ”

The battle continued, Xiao Chen was a little helpless. In addition to Jiangzimo, the next few rounds of opponents were directly frightened without a fight, and admitted to losing the game.

At the end of the fifteenth round of drawing of lots, Xiao Chen drew the blue wooden medal number eight, when he walked to the ring with the red wooden medal number eight.

Discover that the opponent is a more interesting figure, it is precisely the heart of the Yin Fire that he took away from him, the Cold Cloud, the young master of St. Volcano Village.

Watching Xiao Chen jump to the ring, the corner of the cold cloud mouth couldn't bear to twitch, his fist tightly gripped, nearly killed the gas and released directly.

He calmed down his mood and his cold cloud face recovered as usual: “I'm not as good as you, admit to losing. ”

Xiao Chen didn't want to let him go so badly. “Why don't you just admit you lost? ”

Originally prepared for the next cold cloud, when I heard this, my face immediately cooled down, the repressed anger in my heart burst out, ten fingers gripping, bang bang.

To the heart of the Yin Fire, he practiced for 10 years before barely reaching the size of a baby fist.

After 10 years of hard work, Xiao Chen directly took away the past, which was worse than killing him.

Close your eyes, the cold cloud took a few deep breaths before chilling: “It's okay, you keep it for a while, then I will bring back the principal interest! ”

Xiao Chen looked at the person's back and frowned slightly. The guy's heart was indeed steady.

Being so inspired can also calm your mind and not do impulsive things. Xiao Chen's plan to beat him directly and brightly in the ring was quite disease-free.

The battle ended in a hurry, Xiao Chen returned below the statue of Heavenly Martial Emperor and began to watch the battle at the beginning with others.

“This Chu Chaoyun really low profile, silent even won fifteen games, even Pei Shaoxuan lost in his hands. ”

“Most importantly, I haven't seen him pull out the sword behind him. I really didn't expect that the Great Qin Nation would have such a powerful figure besides Xiao Chen. ”

“I underestimated them in the past. It seems that Tianmu Qing also won more than a dozen games, and his strength cannot be underestimated. ”

There was no battle outside the field for the time being, or the players who had ended the battle, looked at the crowd on the stage and whispered.

Xiao Chen's heart moved and looked at the past in the eyes of everyone. Chu Chaoyun's opponent was a swordsman from Chu.

The sword on his back, the expression on his face, will always be such a light and light touch, neither deliberate nor visible act.

As if he was, as he should be, everything is natural.

Haven't seen him in six months, Skyknife Pavilion farewell, Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen, the first time I saw him did not change a bit.

Xiao Chen never doubted his strength at all, even though he was now progressing at great speed to defeat countless geniuses in various countries.

Faced with Chu Chaoyun, he still felt a little impenetrable. It was like an old well. The more he thought about it, the deeper he felt unpredictable.

“Again, this guy won 15 straight games, like Zuo Mo Xiaochen and others, he didn't lose a single game. ”

“What a black horse. What a surprise! ”

The battle of Chu Chaoyun ended. He lost some kung fu, defeated the swordsman from Chu, and then left the stage silently.

In recent days, I'm afraid that nobody dares to underestimate him. Even Jiang Zi Mo Chu's tomb is a top figure in summer and evening, and his eyes have changed a bit.

As the night quietly descended, the first day of the battle ended, and some rejoiced and others worried.

Good luck is complacent, indicating that the rounds you encounter are not powerful characters, easily solve the opponent and win most of the victories.

Bad luck is called bitterness. Most of the fifteen battles encountered a task at the level of Zuomo, which resulted in half of the losses and ranking at the bottom.

Of course, these are just a few. Most of the luck is bad, the opponents are strong and weak, and they struggle all the way here with strength.

Shi Hailong, on the high platform, shouted: “Don't leave, we will talk about the night in the square today. After tomorrow's battle results, the ancient tower must be opened immediately. The ancient tower must be opened before dusk. ”

The crowd heard but did not react much, only overnight in the square, without any pressure at all.

Each finds a place, sits on a tray leg, and begins to adjust or cultivate.

Xiao Chen found a place where there were relatively few people. He didn't hesitate much. He sat with his legs and practiced with his eyes closed.

The following morning the sun came down, and the martial artists, sitting on their legs, opened their eyes and got up and started moving, preparing for a new day of duel.

At the start of the first round of drawing, Xiao Chen obtained a red wooden plaque with number 23 written on it, waiting for the first 18 players to finish the battle.

Find a ring, hang the wooden medal, and start waiting quietly for your opponent.

I hope not to have another one, the frightened fighter before the battle, that's really nothing, Xiao Chen thought helplessly.

Whoops!

In his silence, a familiar figure jumped to the ring. The man looked at Xiao Chen with a faint smile: “It's a bit unlucky, he actually drew a scared white robe knife. ”

Xiao Chen looked at the man with a slight twinkle. "Chu Chaoyun! ”

Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly: “I will spare you the old words, or as always, you and I will make a move to win and lose. ”

Xiao Chen fastened his right hand to the knife handle and said: "Yes, I'm also curious if your sword is as sharp as it used to be. ”