Among the noise, someone shouted something. This sound made Zhao Yun, who had just arrived, suddenly become the center of attention. Behind him was Mu Qinghan, who also caught his spotlight and became the center of attention.
"It's really here."
"I didn't dare to fight Wei Chuan. Zheng Ming came to challenge him. That kid is not stupid!"
"Zheng Ming is in the Xuanyang realm. Who is weak and who is strong is unknown."
The crowd moved out of the way again, but the look in Zhao Yun's eyes was full of contempt. Wei Chuan had been waiting for him all day yesterday and didn't dare to come when he arrived. As soon as Wei Chuan left, he jumped out and started to prance around, like a proper clown!
So, this person who came through the back door is a clown.
"It's not that I don't want to come, the master won't let me come."
Zhao Yun wanted to retaliate with these words, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.
No matter how much he said, it was all nonsense in the eyes of these people, and they had already concluded that he was a coward.
"I thought you were going to hide in Zizhu Peak to celebrate the New Year?"
Zheng Ming gave a faint smile, straightened his back, and looked down from a high position. He looked down and looked sideways, interpreting a certain kind of contempt to the extreme. Although the opponent had a secret skill for throwing people, he was not unprepared. He had studied it for several days. As long as he didn't
If you are caught by Ji Hen, you will be fine.
Moreover, he also had something to rely on and thought he could easily deal with Zhao Yun.
"No luck."
Zhao Yun stepped onto the stage in one step. He was very casual about whether to hit people or not. The main thing was money.
If you have money, take it lightly.
If there is no reason, then beat him to death.
It's understandable that I feel unhappy because I don't have any money to hold, and my hands feel heavy.
"Two hundred thousand, take it if you can."
Zheng Ming came prepared and placed a stack of banknotes on the battlefield.
Another two hundred thousand taels, the spectators gathered under the stage, everyone was touching their chins, wondering if it was two hundred thousand taels, which has become the standard for martial arts performances, or in other words, it is a ticket. If you don't have money, don't go.
"Easy to say." Zhao Yun smiled, and he was so happy.
"Give it to me."
After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he heard Zheng Ming yelling, five
He opened his fingers towards Zhao Yun and looked at the palm of his hand. There was also a word "ding" carved on it, which was obviously a body-holding technique. Oh no, it was probably a body-holding spell, which was melted into the palm of his hand in a special way. He shot very quickly and hit the target with one blow.
Looking at Zhao Yun, his raised hand was frozen in the air, and even his mouth was half-open. He was like a stone statue, still. Anyone who looked at it would think that he was frozen.
The Xuanyang level immobilization spell is very useful in the true spirit realm.
"Is it over?" the spectators said in confusion.
"Zheng Ming is not stupid. He also knows how to use the immobilizing spell." Someone lamented, "With Ji Hen being immobilized like this, there is no chance of a comeback. For a small martial artist with a true spirit, just knocking him down with one palm is enough."
"Finally, someone with a good brain comes along."
Many people laughed. If you were in the Little True Spirit Realm, there was no need to use secret techniques. If you throw out a holding spell, the whole world would be quiet. If the three people who were looking for trouble earlier had known this truth, they would not have been knocked down.
It's so bad, you can't even use your trump card.
Wei Chuan's younger brother is still shrewd and can win even if he is a heretic.
"Xuan Yang has the nerve to use the immobilization spell against the true spirit." Mu Qinghan snorted coldly, and the true energy was flowing out from her palms. She would take action when necessary. She didn't come here just to see her junior brother get beaten.
No matter if she breaks the rules or violates the family rules, she will take care of it for her junior brother.
"The process is not important, what is important is the result."
The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth were slightly raised, and he obviously didn't know what shame was. He was already walking forward step by step. There was a silver sword coming out of his sleeve, which he held firmly in his hand. He held it in one hand and came towards Zhao Yun.
.
Zhao Yun didn't move, his posture was straight.
In fact, nothing happened to him. A immobilizing spell of this level could not hold him down. The reason why he remained motionless was to carry out a surprise attack. If he could not show off his strength, he would not show it off.
You can get more money by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
Only when the new sect competes, will he really move
With all your strength.
As for Zheng Ming, he is far from qualified to touch his background.
"Not too many, just one hand is enough."
Zheng Ming smiled faintly, and the silver sword in his hand was clanging. He would do what he said, and he would take off Zhao Yun's arm. When Wei Chuan comes back, he would give one of Zhao Yun's arms as a gift to the boss.
The spectators were careful because the next scene would be very bloody.
Zhao Yunze sneered in his heart, I really don't know where this guy got his confidence, and he still wants to take my hand?
"Don't be afraid..."
Zheng Ming has arrived, has raised his killing sword, and has a playful smile with a hint of ferocity.
In an instant, his killing sword fell.
In an instant, Mu Qinghan also made a move, taking out a burst of true energy.
However, before she could strike, Zhao Yun, who was as quiet as a statue, suddenly raised his hand, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Zheng Ming's wrist like a pair of steel pliers, holding it firmly.
"The immobilization spell doesn't work?" The spectators were stunned for a while.
Their surprise was also Mu Qinghan's surprise. The zhenyuan that was about to be shot was withdrawn. The junior brother had already grasped Zheng Ming's wrist, as if she no longer needed her help.
"You..." Zheng Ming's expression changed suddenly, and he didn't know how Zhao Yun broke the immobilizing spell.
"Come on." Zhao Yun shouted loudly and picked up Zheng Ming. The onlookers also raised their eyes collectively. This man who came through the back door was going to perform the secret technique of throwing people for them again.
"Not good." Zheng Ming growled, he was really not stupid and he knew something was wrong.
It’s useless to know that.
Zhao Yun has fallen down, his waist and horse are united, and his posture is domineering.
If you look at it from the bottom up, you can see that the entire movement is done in one go. Most people really can't learn it.
boom!
The roar that followed was quite loud.
The screams that accompanied the roar were also extremely sweet. Zheng Ming's mouth was full of blood. He had seen Zhao Yun throw someone, and it hurt just to look at it. But now that I have experienced it myself, it was more than painful. It was so satisfying.
, the bones in the body were crackling, and the whole person felt like it was falling apart.
Boom! Bang!
After a while, Zhao Yun made up for it twice more.
Three consecutive falls, three consecutive falls.
A Xuanyang state, he was knocked down on the spot and fainted.
"This kid is a freak." Someone wondered, "How to break the immobilization spell."
"Now it seems that the person who was pinned earlier must have been an act." Anyone with a discerning eye would know the clues at a glance. It was Ji Hen's show of weakness that made Zheng Ming relax his vigilance, and he was caught off guard by the blow.
"Another one is missing."
"If you fight Ji Hen, you don't want to see the secret technique."
Someone told the truth, and it was indeed true. There was a trio of troublemakers in front of them, and there was Wei Chuan's little follower behind them. It seemed that they didn't have time to use the secret technique. Once they were caught by those guys, they would be disabled.
"Junior brother, you surprised me again." Mu Qinghan couldn't help but smile. Worrying was completely unnecessary. That person named Ji Hen had several brushes, and even the immobilization spell was ineffective on him!
"It is undeniable that the temper is a bit too much."
Zhao Yun was not idle. He collected the banknotes and rummaged over Zheng Ming's body. He swept away all the items that could be sold. If the situation was not inappropriate, he would probably have stripped Zheng Ming.
There is only one pair of flowery pants left.
The onlookers' mouths twitched at the sight.
Looking at Zhao Yun's slippery skills, you can tell that he has done a lot of sneaky things.
People have fainted, they have been maimed, and they have taken banknotes, so why are they robbing?
If Zheng Ming were still awake, he would have cursed loudly.
You little assassin, why don’t you practice martial ethics?
"I'm embarrassed for him."
The people in the audience were sighing and tutting, and they couldn't bear to look at Zheng Ming.
As the protagonist, Zheng Ming was naturally embarrassed. He came here after being coaxed by his awesomeness, and was knocked to a cripple. It really matched his previous attitude of not caring about death. He was supposed to hold up the scene, but failed to hold up well and lost face.
Facts have proved that for such technical work as pretentiousness, a boss is required.