At this time, a sturdy figure rushed up to the discussion platform. He was muscular and muscular, with a scarred face under his shining bald head. He smiled ferociously and said, "Where did you get the reputation of Grandpa Tiger from, little baby?" Haven’t you heard of it?”
After saying that, he pulled out the big knife in his hand and shouted with great momentum: "If you don't roll away, just wait to be split into two pieces!"
Biaohu looked at the young man in front of him. He could tell at a glance that this kind of person had just entered the world and would be scared out of his wits if he was threatened.
He deeply understands that fighting means getting hurt. If he can win without fighting with a few words, that is the best choice.
Isn’t it wonderful!
Pulling out the long sword, Xiaochen ignored the arrogant speech of the man in front of him. Such scary words were just a joke in his ears, but he could see the truth behind his hands!
Xiaochen took two steps and stepped forward. The long sword in his hand was activated, and a few sword energy floated out. No moves were needed. The long sword in his hand had already been mastered, like an arm.
"How brave!"
Biao Hu shouted loudly, swung the long sword in his hand, and dispersed the sword energy in a few strokes. At the same time, his eyes were constantly watching for the flaws after Xiao Chen's move.
However, Xiaochen's sword moves were so coherent that Biaohu was confused for a moment. As he continued to receive the moves, his aura began to become disordered.
Sweat dripping from his forehead, Biaohu narrowly dodged the sword energy, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. The opponent's moves were as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in a garden. There was no faction at all, but it made him exhausted and unable to fight back at all.
After another sword light, there was a clang, and Biaohu was knocked three meters away, secretly saying: "Damn it!"
Seeing Biaohu being swept away by the sword energy, Xiaochen also rushed up quickly. It was time to end this warm-up match.
Apart from the seriousness of the first few moves, the subsequent sword energy was nothing more than his deliberate effort. Such an opponent was not enough to keep him going all out.
It's not easy to win with exposed Xiaochen if you use a few moves against each other, just keep your hands appropriately.
"涔!"
The long sword flew with a sword and was pointed in front of Biaohu. Xiaochen looked at the fearful and trembling Biaohu and stopped moving forward.
"I surrender!"
Biaohu was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said. At the same time, he felt a little bit embarrassed. If this young man wanted to kill him just now, he would not have been able to react. Then he recalled what he had said before, and couldn't help but feel a little hot. He raised his hands and said sincerely: " Hu was defeated by Shaoxia, so thank Shaoxia for letting Hu live!"
After Xiaochen heard him admit defeat, he took back his sword. After hearing his words, he nodded slightly in agreement and jumped back to the stand with one step.
Biaohu couldn't help but laugh when he saw the other party acting like this. It was not shameful to lose to such a young talent, and then he picked up the knife and left.
"Young Master, you are great! You win!!" Ling'er said with admiration with starry eyes. Seeing Xiaochen's doubtful eyes, Ling'er blinked and continued: "Come on, Young Master, let Ling'er Let me help you relax your shoulders and make yourself comfortable!"
The ghost didn't seem to be ignoring people just now. She really turned her back faster than flipping through a book. I don't know what she had in mind. Xiaochen waved her hand and stopped her movements.
Ling'er's smile froze when she saw this, and she stood behind him without saying a word, and then whispered: "Master Xiao, really don't want to feel comfortable? Ling'er's hands are very skillful, and as long as 10 low-grade spiritual stones... "
After hearing this, Xiaochen looked at her strangely and said, "Isn't it the duty of a maid to serve her master? Why do you have to collect extra spiritual stones?"
Ling'er's expression changed greatly after hearing this. Do you want to have sex for free? Beautiful thought!
After a while, she said weakly: "Sir, it's my first time for 5 yuan!"
Xiaochen thought about it for a while, and finally said, "Okay."
With a smile, Ling'er put her little hands on his shoulders and began to press them slowly.
It's indeed good. This ghost must have specially learned the art of massage. The strength of his hands is acceptable, neither light nor heavy. Wherever his little hands pass, the meridians, skin and flesh feel a lot more relaxed.
"I have paid off 5 yuan, and I still have 42 yuan left. With my craft, you will become addicted once you get comfortable with it, hahaha!"
Thinking of this, Ling'er moved her hands even harder. The other person's flesh was quite stiff, and it took a lot of effort for her to stretch it.
Xiaochen glanced at Ling'er, who was working hard, and felt that she seemed a little silly. What he said was just a casual mention, and he had no intention of restricting her freedom. However, she was so uneasy and careful in doing things. Very strange.
As for the most common threats to take her into the contract space, in fact, he has never done so. If he really didn't want to let her go free, he wouldn't have made a three-year contract.
This Ling'er looks carefree and moody, but in fact she seems to be very insecure...
But soon, Xiaochen didn't care anymore, because after a few battles, he saw his name again.
"It's quite fast. The interval between the two is only three or four games." Xiaochen thought to himself.
In front of the betting table, Zhang Baili took out more than a hundred spiritual stones, watched the battle between Tai Xiaochen and Liu Rong in Yizi 56, and murmured: "I should be right, that kid is hiding his clumsiness, but the odds have changed." It was 1.3 to 1.5, which dropped so quickly..."
He was young and energetic, and he was very powerful. These two points made Zhang Baili notice Xiaochen in a short while. According to his mind, he deduced that this person must be a young man from some family who came to play when he was bored, so his strength must be much higher than that of other casual cultivators. .
Such people will not admit defeat and will most likely keep winning. In the eyes of gamblers, such people are called golden dragons!
If you bet on the Golden Dragon, you will go with the flow, and your fortune will be smooth.
Zhang Baili has been hanging out in the Wujie Pavilion all year round, and his eyes are extremely vicious. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that it is right. He suppresses the excitement in his hands and hesitantly presses all the spirit stones on Xiaochen, taking advantage of the fact that others haven't noticed yet. , he wants to make a fortune silently.
"Okay! Keep the betting receipt!" The shopkeeper handed out the receipt as usual.
After a while, Ling'er took back her numb hand and asked expectantly: "Master, how is Ling'er's service?"
"Very good." Xiaochen responded and stood up. The next scene was his own, and he immediately walked towards the forum.
This time, my opponent is named Liu Rong. He only has his name. If he wants information about his opponent's participation in the battle, he has to spend spirit stones to buy it.
"Liu Rong, brother, please be merciful!" Liu Rong said kindly when he came on stage.
"Xia Xiaochen!" Xiaochen responded and drew out his long sword. This Liu Rong was also a monk at the 9th level of Qi Condensation Stage.
The flying needles fluttered in Liu Rong's hand, and as he waved his hand, more than a dozen fine needles flew out with the spiritual energy.
The tiny silver needle was silent and seemed to have lost its trace in the field of vision.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen became a little more serious. The long sword in his hand was parallel, the spiritual energy surged, the sword energy swept out, and suddenly seemed to collide with something in mid-air.
With the sound of "ding zero zero", the silver needle fell in the collision.
"What a trick!"
Seeing that his move was easily broken, Liu Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the movements of his hands became a little faster. He inspired countless fine needles to come out from the cuffs.
He had seen the previous battle with Xiao Chen and knew that he had to strike first and not be suppressed. Otherwise, with his methods, he might not even be as good as that Biao Hu and would be defeated immediately.
Therefore, Liu Rong wanted to take the initiative as soon as he came up.
"Thousands of flowers are flying!"
As Liu Rong shouted, the thin needle slowly covered the sky and the earth, and then flew into the sky like fine rain.
With his move, thousands of flowers are flying, and the silver needles are overwhelming. It is impossible to dodge. As long as the needle is pricked, the toxin inside it will take effect, and the hit person will be paralyzed. If the poison is not detoxified as soon as possible, he will slowly die of heart failure. , this move has always been detrimental in previous games.
Xiaochen looked at the silver needle flying over, and his expression became much more solemn. This silver needle was indeed difficult to deal with, but it was not impossible to break it.
All laws can be defeated with one sword!
The long sword in his hand condensed, and Xiao Chen secretly said: "The third form of the Yixin Sword Technique, Wuhua!"
The spiritual energy poured into the long sword crazily, and he stabbed forward gently. The seemingly weak sword move rolled up the silver needle, stirring like a whirlpool.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Countless silver needles fell to the ground after the collision, and the few remaining silver needles were dissolved by Xiao Chen's protective spiritual energy. In a short time, this move was broken.
"How can it be!"
Liu Rong looked at Xiao Chen, who was almost unharmed, and was shocked. Then he looked towards the center. The sword energy seemed to have some remaining power after breaking through his Wanhua Dancing, and swooped over.
"If I get hit, I will die!" Liu Rong looked at the sword move and felt his scalp numb. He quickly retreated back, but the sword move followed closely behind him as if unwilling to let go.
The thin needles in his hand kept flying out, trying to resist the sword attack, but in vain.
The sword moves were getting closer and closer in front of Liu Rong, and the strong sense of oppression made him lose consciousness, but he quickly reacted and shouted: "I surrender! I surrender!!!"
In an instant, the sword stopped in front of his nose.
Xiaochen moved his hand slightly, and the aura sword he controlled dissipated.
"Huh! Thank you Brother Xiao for stopping, Liu Rong in Xia Songcheng." Liu Rong wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose and said with cupped hands, grateful to Xiaochen for holding on to him at the last moment.
Xiaochen had never heard of his name, so he just raised his hand slightly and said, "Brother Liu, you're welcome."
Liu Rong wanted to continue chatting for a few words, but found that Xiaochen had already left. This made him shake his head and smile bitterly. The other party acted in a very orderly manner and was young. He had just started to have some thoughts of making friends, but seeing how he looked now, I'm afraid it doesn't mean that.
Zhang Baili paid close attention to Xiao Chen's game. When he saw that his opponent was Liu Rong of the Liu family, he was a little worried. But seeing Xiao Chen's victory, he couldn't hide his excitement in his eyes, and said to himself: "As expected, this Xiao Chen is probably It’s not easy, but I finally got through it.”
Then he went to the betting table to collect the spiritual stones, and once again bet all the spiritual stones on Xiao Chen, this time it was 200 low-grade spiritual stones.
Shopkeeper Zhang paid attention, but didn't pay much attention.
When Ling'er saw Xiaochen coming back, her eyes lit up, she rubbed her hands excitedly and said, "Sir, you won again, do you need a massage to relax?"
Xiaochen paused, and then said: "No need."
Immediately, Ling'er lost her mind and responded with a dull look in her eyes.
