Chapter 117 Fighting with one's life, not following the rules

Author: Yuer Xiaoxiao

Chapter 117 Fighting with one's life, not following the rules

"Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come."

Chen Ping had just walked into the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, and just glanced at it and saw that the situation was not right.

The disciples from Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall each looked excited and eager to try it out, as if they were very confident in this competition.

Even the bald strong man Han Wushang, whom he met that night, had a calm face and a relaxed expression. Although he was very concerned about the competition on the stage, he was not too worried.

He also said a few words to his wife Sima Rou from time to time, and then to his disciples, which was to mention something.

On the contrary, the group opposite him, Gao Yue, who Chen Ping had seen in his memory, had a different expression and a slightly strange smile.

There was a little coldness hidden in my eyes.

This kind of aura was not only Gao Yue, but also the disciples standing beside him, all of which were the same, with a certain sense of killing that was inevitable.

‘Sure enough, the disciples taught in different martial arts schools have different temperaments.’

Chen Ping's five senses were extremely keen at this time, especially after he cultivated the "Sky Heart Bright Moon Sword", he felt that his heart was like the bright moon, reflecting all directions.

With just a little sensing, you can find that Gao Yue has a strong evil spirit and is quite willing to fight for his life.

On the contrary, the people in the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall were completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, and just took it for granted that this competition was like countless competitions in the past, and there was no need to distinguish between life and death.

"It's bad."

Under the sensation of the qi, Chen Ping probably made a judgment in his mind.

He doesn't have the unreasonable sense of crisis like a vague person.

However, the countless experiences of life and death in his previous life gave him more or less a sense of battle formation.

Be able to take the lead and notice something inappropriate.

This feeling is very idealistic. From the outside, it is a little uneasy deep in the heart.

Generally speaking, as a practitioner, especially a warrior who has reached a certain level of practice, his heart is not as good as a rock, and everything is not lingering in his heart. Ordinary sword lights and sword shadows are common...

If you want to arouse emotions and reach a level of uneasiness, you have to see with your own eyes that the situation is not good, so this will happen.

If nothing happened, I was already slightly frightened before anything happened.

The only explanation is that there must be something strange about this competition.

"The eldest brother Zhang Guyin has already formed, his whole body is as solid as steel. Although Li Yanguang's sword skills are fierce, he cannot break his defense... Don't look at his aggressive moves now, as long as the eldest brother takes a breath, he will have a turning point."

Chen Ping secretly approached the martial arts venue and heard someone talking in his ears.

He turned around and saw that it was a young man wearing the same royal blue sword shirt as Han Xiaoru. The man was also tall and not very old. He had just grown slender wool on his lips.

There was a group of people around him who were also dressed in the same clothes, both old and young, and they cheered and shouted twice from time to time.

From their words, Chen Ping understood that these people were ordinary disciples of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall and were not in the same circle as the seven or eight disciples in front of the martial arts field.

For example, Han Xiaoru, and Gao Yue's adopted son Gu Chen who Chen Ping had met, are all personal disciples of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall. Han Wushang has always been by his side to teach...

These people are considered peripheral people, and some of them are like day students in school in their previous life. When they learn skills and practice boxing, they will come together and go home to live at night.

Of course, the school uniform is wrong, and the martial arts uniforms are still the same.

I glanced at me and saw more than thirty people, which was quite a few.

But it is still not as good as the Changkong Martial Arts Hall. Before everyone can all be present, there are more than fifty months of white-clad disciples at the scene, all of whom are as imposing as rainbows.

In terms of number of people alone, Changkong Martial Arts Hall actually has the upper hand.

"Yes, yes, our practice of refining Qi and blood is famous for its progress.

It is really enviable that the eldest brother can cultivate to the Silver Body Realm before he is thirty years old and reach the first-class level in the world. He is even more likely to break through the innate world before the qi and blood decline. This time, he will never lose."

Several people were talking confidently.

"That's not necessarily true. As a senior disciple of Changkong Martial Arts School, Li Yanguang often teaches his junior brothers and sisters' swordsmanship. He has never heard of him turning from winning to losing in his life for dozens of battles.

I won twice and tied three times in the previous few competitions with Zhang Gu. This time I saw that he had the most wins."

A middle-aged man next to him shook his head and said.

There were still a bunch of people from the world standing behind this person, who should be watching the excitement, or people who came to witness the Xingqing Mansion.

Perhaps the competition between the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall and the Changkong Martial Arts Hall is getting louder and more and more people are coming.

Even Han Wushang and Gao Yue were not able to turn away many people.

Just let go of the formation and let everyone watch.

This is also the reason why Chen Ping can directly enter the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall.

No one even asked him what his identity was.

"That's right, you will lose if you keep it for a long time. If it's a normal competition, Li Yanguang will naturally not be able to break Zhang Gu's Hunyuan Silver Body.

However, this time it was a little different.

Both sides bet on the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique and the Seven-Star Sword Technique, which are the fundamental martial arts of each school, and no one can afford to fail.

I think the Changkong Martial Arts Hall is likely to take risks.”

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, someone next to him agreed.

There were a lot of discussions around, but a large number of people agreed with this view.

The Hunyuan Martial Arts disciple beside Chen Ping became very ugly.

I want to refute it, but I don't know how to refute it.

Just gritting teeth secretly.

"It's just a magical method. If you really use it, who might die first?

Even if they win, they will win without any force.”

The young disciples of Hunyuan Martial Arts School, who had fluff on their mouths, refused to accept the argument.

Demonic means?

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and looked at the competition between the two in the stands. He saw that the senior brother of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, named Zhang Gu, was indeed extremely strong and tall and strong, like a Terminator.

Moreover, a big sword in his hand opened and closed, causing a gust of wind, and each move was steadily attacked...

Although there are fewer attacks and more defenses, they are indeed not showing any defeat, and they cannot see that they will fail.

And his opponent, the swordsman with a slender body and a rectangular face, had extremely sharp sword skills... The Seven-Star Sword is exquisite and unparalleled. In the sword roar, the halo flows, and the energy is extremely sharp.

As they were cut, the ground was so scattered that the stone powder was flying, and they attacked with moves.

Compared with swordsmanship, he naturally had the upper hand. From time to time, he would break through Zhang Gu's Hunyuan sword and stab in.

However, it is not very useful.

Most of the time, Mars was left on Zhang Gu's silver robot-like body, and a thread of white marks and blood was stabbed.

If you really want to achieve a victory, you basically don’t have many opportunities.

On the contrary, if his internal energy is consumed too much and he cannot use the powerful seven-star sword force, he may find an opportunity to counterattack by Zhang Gu.

‘Compared with Jiang Teng, the eldest disciple of Changkong Martial Arts School named Li Yanguang, is indeed much more powerful.

Judging from the real and real, the charm of the sword acting seven stars is not much weaker than the Chunshui Sword Zhao Daxia who killed in Yuanxi City.’

Chen Ping secretly compared it and found that it is worthy of being a martial arts hall in the big city, and its signature among its disciples is extraordinary.

When it comes to the world, it is not without competitiveness.

"Brother, what kind of magical methods will Li Yanguang use?"

Chen Ping looked at the martial arts field for a few more times, and his eyes accidentally swept over Han Xiaoru, and he was not busy exposing his identity to meet him.

It would be better to use this naive face and secretly inquire about it to see if you can find out what conspiracy methods Changkong Martial Arts Hall has.

When he saw this disciple with fluffy on his upper lip, he looked so cunning and passionate, he couldn't help but just talk.

Sure enough, the young peripheral disciples had no intention of being prepared at all. Perhaps they saw Chen Ping's appearance very deceptive, and they looked like a good person: "What other magical method can it be? Changkong Martial Arts Hall tried its best to make the seven stars fall into the sky, and there was a trick to attract the star power to inject the body...

Master said that if they use this method, it will greatly damage the essence, damage the meridians and cut off the meridians, and greatly reduce their cultivation, which is similar to the method of disintegrating the blood demon...

If you use these methods, it will be disgraceful if you win."

The young disciple said angrily.

Obviously, he also knew that because the bet was too big this time, it was related to the survival status of the two martial arts schools. He really couldn't guarantee whether the other party would use any taboo means to avoid everything.

If the Changkong Martial Arts Hall makes a desperate gamble and sacrifices the future of its disciples and makes a desperate attempt, the matter will be really serious.

Even though the eldest brother has achieved the Silver Body Realm, he is likely to fail.

"You underestimate the elder brother. He can die but not lose."

Han Xiaoru had sharp ears. Maybe she heard something. She walked over with a big sword, glanced at these peripheral disciples who were whispering with worries and said in a deep voice.
To be continued...