On and off the stage, there was silence.
Everyone's eyes were on these six people.
"My fists can't wait to hit your faces." Meng Xiaochuan clenched his fists and smiled coldly.
"Brother Meng, I suggest you step down immediately." Gu Chensha said with a smile.
Jing Yun nodded, "This suggestion is very friendly."
Meng Xiaochuan's face turned dark.
The always kind Huitong reminded: "Brother Wen has been poisoned."
Meng Xiaochuan was startled, and then his expression changed.
He didn't notice Wen Yi's movements, which meant... he had been poisoned.
"Laxative." Wen Yi spoke concisely and to the point.
Meng Xiaochuan's face turned green and he stared at Wen Yi fiercely, "You are really good."
"The Wen family is a time-honored brand with no other semicolon." Wen Yi smiled.
Chu Xiu said leisurely: "Xiaochuan, don't be afraid, I have detoxified you."
Meng Xiaochuan's face lit up.
"However, I gave you another new laxative." Chu Xiu added.
Meng Xiaochuan: "???"
The whole face turned completely green.
"I helped him out." Wen Yi looked sideways at Chu Xiu, with a hint of edge in his smile.
"Asshole, what do you think I am?" Meng Xiaochuan was furious. He immediately pushed with both palms, and two sharp palms quickly attacked Wen Yi and Chu Xiu.
The two of them took a step forward at the same time, avoiding Meng Xiaochuan's palm force.
"Brother Meng, I suggest you not to disturb their competition, otherwise it will easily lead to poison." Gu Chensha suggested kindly.
Before he finished speaking, he punched Meng Xiaochuan directly.
Meng Xiaochuan's heart tightened and he immediately dodged to avoid it.
"Asshole, you are also a big bastard." Meng Xiaochuan cursed.
Gu Chensha laughed loudly, and suddenly rushed towards Meng Xiaochuan, striking out with his fist mark again, "You have already drank, so of course you have to use your own methods. Xiaochuan, you are still too naive."
Huitong and Jingyun each nodded slightly, then punched at the same time and started fighting.
"Actually, when I first met you, I wanted to poison you." Chu Xiu looked at Wen Yi and said truthfully.
Wen Yi smiled and said, "Me too."
"This opportunity is very good." Chu Xiu said.
Wen Yi said: "You don't have to worry about anything, just come."
"Okay." Chu Xiu nodded, took a long breath, and instantly turned into white mist, spreading in all directions.
Wen Yi waved his sleeve forward with his right hand, and a wisp of breeze blew by.
Huitong and Jingyun, who were fighting in the martial arts stage, were very keen and immediately jumped away from Chu Xiu and Wen Yi.
Gu Chensha wanted to escape, but Meng Xiaochuan got entangled in him.
"If we are going to be poisoned, let's all work together." Meng Xiaochuan shouted coldly, ignoring the white mist and the breeze, and struck with his fist like wind, violently blasting the ancient sand.
He knew that Gu Chensha was slightly weaker and would definitely not be able to defeat him in a normal fight.
If both of them were poisoned together, there might be a chance of winning.
"Go away!" Gu Chensha yelled loudly. When he violently punched out, his whole body shook violently, his clothes swelled, and the agitated zhenqi surrounded his body, blocking the white mist and breeze.
Meng Xiaochuan's face changed slightly, he did not dare to take the punch forcefully, and his figure retreated sharply.
"Hahaha." Gu Chensha laughed, stepped forward wildly, and punched one after another. The violent punches were like a huge wave, and Meng Xiaochuan was almost suffocated, and he could only retreat again and again.
"Brother Meng, you go down first." Gu Chensha smiled heroically and pushed out the last palm, and the back palm merged with the front palm, as if it had the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.
Meng Xiaochuan's entire face turned green. If he took one more step back, he would fall off the martial arts stage.
"asshole."
While Meng Xiaochuan was cursing, his body was covered by the surging palm power, and his whole body retreated uncontrollably, falling under the martial arts stage.
Gu Chensha grinned, and instantly felt a chill on his back, and the smile on his face froze.
"Brother Gu, I'm sorry, you can go down too." Wen Yi said leisurely.
Gu Chensha gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Chu, you are really capable."
Chu Xiu looked innocent, "Brother Gu, what does this have to do with me? It was Brother Wen who took action."
As soon as he finished speaking, he keenly felt a sound breaking through the air behind him.
"Fuck." Chu Xiu cursed secretly, and he rose into the air. Jing Yun, holding a long sword, appeared like a stream of light and arrived in an instant.
"Amitabha." Huitong said the Buddha's name and pushed Wen Yi with a palm.
A chaotic war breaks out.
Meng Xiaochuan and Gu Chensha, who had landed on the martial arts stage, both had livid faces.
Both of them are still too honest.
"Brother Jing, you are a little unkind." Chu Xiu pulled out his wooden sword and fought against Jing Yun.
"If I don't take action, I'm afraid I will end up like Brother Gu." Jing Yun sneered, "You poison users are the most insidious."
Wen Yi said dissatisfied: "I am a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade, how can I be sinister?"
As he spoke, his hands kept waving, and streams of poisonous smoke and mist hit Huitong.
Huitong had no choice but to clasp his hands together, and a faint golden body-protecting light appeared all over his body.
"You are a shitty gentleman, a gentleman should be like me." Chu Xiu quickly swung his sword to attack Jing Yun and hummed, "Haven't you heard that people in Mo are like jade, and Chu Xiu is unparalleled in the world?"
Jing Yun sneered and said, "If you two are gentlemen, then Huitong and I are the Confucian sage and the Buddha."
"Amitabha, Buddha doesn't dare to take this seriously." Huitong said modestly.
"..."
Most of the people around were stunned as they looked at the dazzling melee on the martial arts stage.
Are these six people really the ones who just drank wine and were so arrogant?
Are they really friends?
Why do I feel that one is more treacherous than the other!
Most of the people were speechless.
"Xiaochuan is still too naive." Meng Tiangang, who was watching the battle, sighed, feeling a little disappointed. Compared with the other five, his grandson's strength was actually still a bit behind.
It's not that his talent is inferior, it's mainly that he has experienced too few battles.
"You still need to practice more."
"Jiu Taoist is average in strength, but he has gained a good disciple." Taoist Master Jinglong said with a smile.
Wen Duxiu nodded, "It would be great if he were a descendant of my Wen family."
Old Man Tianji smiled and said, "Wen Yi is very good."
Wen Duxiu smiled and did not answer the question, but said: "Jingyun doesn't have enough experience in anti-virus."
Taoist Master Jinglong said helplessly: "The Kongtong Sect lacks talents in using poison. No one teaches them."
On the martial arts stage.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally poisoned you." Chu Xiu, who was fighting Jingyun, grinned, "Actually, I wanted to poison Brother Wen."·
Jing Yun's face turned blue.
He's really turning blue... He's been poisoned.
"Asshole." Jing Yun cursed, feeling helpless.
He originally wanted to test Chu Xiu's true strength, but the other party didn't give him this chance at all.
Sheathing his sword, Jing Yun looked at Chen Changsheng under the martial arts stage and said softly: "I really want to have a fight with you."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "You go back and practice for another ten or eight years. If you still want to fight me, I can satisfy you."
"At that time, are you still worthy?" Jing Yun smiled arrogantly and walked directly off the martial arts stage.
Chen Changsheng shook his head.
This kid is quite crazy, but his eyesight is not good enough.
Chu Xiu also sheathed his sword and looked at the battle between Wen Yi and Huitong.
"Brother Wen, Huitong's Great Sun Glazed Technique has a first-rate anti-poison effect. You need to think of more ways to do it." Chu Xiu reminded him kindly, and then said, "Huitong, Brother Wen is proficient in poisoning, but his body is... I'm a little weaker than you, so I might as well get close to you and fight quickly."
Wen Yi's face turned dark.
Huitong was also speechless.
This guy really deserves a beating.
"You're such a bad boy." Chen Changsheng complained.
Chu Xiu looked sideways at Chen Changsheng and said, "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious now. You will be beaten later."
Chen Chang smiled angrily and nodded, "Very good. I hope you won't regret what you just said later."
"If you are really anxious," Chu Xiu said, "I'll finish here. You can ask Mr. Eight to warm you a pot of wine. If you don't lose the wine, I will lose."
"..."
Mr. Eighth smiled and said to himself, you are a kid, you can be a bit crazy at ordinary times, but if you are crazy in front of the master, isn't this looking for trouble?
The other disciples in the back mountain were also speechless.
"good."
Chen Changsheng suddenly nodded, "If you warm up a pot of wine, you won't be defeated, so I will lose."
"Brother Chu, we are still here." Wen Yi shouted coldly and pushed towards Chu Xiu with a palm.
The palm's strength was green, obviously it was a poisonous palm.
"Repay you with a palm." Chu Xiu whispered, and immediately used the Heavenly Ice Palm to attack the incoming Poison Palm.
The palm energy that was full of poison instantly condensed into frost.
Chu Xiu's figure turned into an afterimage, and the sword hanging from his waist was instantly unsheathed.
Uh-huh!
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Wen Yi's throat.
Wen Yi's face turned slightly pale.
"Sorry." Chu Xiu apologized.
Wen Yi shook his head, "Poison, I am not afraid of you; but in terms of hard power, I am indeed not as good as you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked off the martial arts stage, his back looking a little lonely.
Chu Xiu shrugged and looked at Huitong.
"Amitabha, we have fought many times. Forget it this time, you should save more energy to deal with that guy." Huitong said the Buddha's name and looked at Chu Xiu, "If we want to win, the six of us will not lose to outsiders. .”
On the way to Chang'an City, he exchanged martial arts with Chu Xiu and Meng Xiaochuan many times.
He already had a thorough understanding of Meng Xiaochuan's depth.
For Chu Xiu, I have never been able to find out the depth.
This actually explains the problem.
"Okay, let him kneel down later." Chu Xiu nodded.
"Huitong, you have violated the precepts." The monk Yiwu who was watching the battle not far away said.
"Disciple understands his mistake." Huitong stepped off the martial arts stage and clasped his hands together.
From then on, Chu Xiu was the only one left on the martial arts stage.
At this moment, he was the center of attention.
Many people on Zhuque Street showed enthusiastic expressions.
Especially those who bought Chu Xiuying, they were shouting, unable to conceal their excitement.
"Master Chu will definitely win to the end." Xiangjun's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and he had completely become Chu Xiu's little crush.
"Disciple, I hope you can bear the taste of failure." The wine Taoist drank wine guzzlingly, feeling a little blocked in his heart.
"Hmph, the more beautiful you are now, the more embarrassing you will be later. I will watch here and watch you become a joke." Emperor Qian sneered again and again.
"..."
Most people on Zhuque Street were optimistic that Chu Xiu would win the final victory in the martial arts test.
And everyone who knows the inside story is optimistic about Chen Changsheng.
To be precise, they never had the slightest hope for Chu Xiu.
That one is close to heaven!
…
On the martial arts stage.
"Huh~."
Chu Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Chen Changsheng, his eyes showing sharpness and fighting spirit.
At this moment, he was qualified for the martial arts test.
Up and down the high platform, everyone's eyes were looking at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng laughed, stretched, and stepped onto the martial arts stage, "I'm really excited."
"It's finally about to begin." Chu Xiu whispered, his eyes as sharp as swords.
In the past two days, he had actually been holding his breath in his heart.
His master Jiu Taoist, who had always believed in him in the past, as well as Mo Baicao, the old man surnamed Qin, and others all believed that he was not as good as the Chen Changsheng in front of him.
He wanted to smile calmly, but how could he be completely unaffected?
When you are young, you are frivolous and arrogant. Who would be willing to admit that you are inferior to others?
It was quiet.
Chen Changsheng was already standing on the martial arts stage, more than two feet away from Chu Xiu.
"Are you really not aware of the problem?" Chen Changsheng tilted his head slightly, "You should be very smart."
Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment and nodded, "It's indeed a bit weird."
"Tell me, what's weird?" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
Chu Xiu hesitated: "Is this...convenient to say?"
"I'm here, you can say whatever you want." Chen Changsheng smiled confidently.
On the west side of Zhuque Street, in a high pavilion.
The wine Taoist who had been listening to the conversation between the two people suddenly had his eyelids twitching, and an extremely bad premonition emerged in his heart.
"Disciple, please don't talk nonsense at a time like this." The wine Taoist prayed secretly.
On the martial arts stage.
Everyone looked at Chu Xiu. Most of the candidates were curious. The disciples at the back of the academy, as well as Meng Tiangang, Taoist Jinglong, Old Man Tianji and others who were watching the battle, all held their breaths.
To be on the safe side, Chu Xiu looked at Mr. Eight and asked in a gentle voice, "Excuse me, can I tell you?"
"Okay." Mr. Eighth smiled. Master had already spoken, so he naturally wouldn't mind.
"This is what you agreed to." Chu Xiu emphasized, then looked at Chen Changsheng, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are the illegitimate son of Dean Feng of Suzaku Academy, right?"
