Xue Xichen curled her lips and muttered: "I think so too. But the Linhai Villa in Nuoda is like a circus during the festival. It's very noisy everywhere. Where can I find a quiet place to sleep?"
circus……
Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows lightly. She couldn't help but be fascinated by Xue Xichen's appearance.
This girl is such a genius. It's a shame that she came up with such a description. But... looking around at the noisy and noisy scene in front of me... the word "circus" is too appropriate to describe it.
Just as the two of them were talking, the situation in the arena changed again. The number of unknown and third-rate martial arts warriors in the martial arts world gradually decreased and were replaced by disciples from well-known and upright sects in the martial arts world.
This kind of competition is the so-called wheel battle. Those who stand tall are challenged by those who come after them. Whoever wins will stand in the field until the end. Because smart people will not choose to play in the front. As for those who are on the field to compete, most of them They have their own plans.
Xue Xichen touched his chin and sneered disdainfully: "I thought the Huashan sect really regarded fame and wealth as dirt, and the position of the leader of the martial arts league as nothing. I didn't expect it. It turned out that they had planned this. Eight disciples, one of them, won a round. One more round. If they lose, another one will go up. It lasts for ten or even twenty rounds. Finally, the leader takes action. Just relying on the number of people is enough to give them a huge chance of winning. It is impossible to win. Wu."
"Although the human sea tactic is not kind, sometimes it can be regarded as a secret recipe for victory." Feng Qingge chuckled and said, "If it were a beggar gang and the eight bag palm masters came up to show off their skills, it would be enough for these people. A pot of it.”
"The Beggar Gang will not join in this fun." Xue Xichen pouted. "The Beggar Gang leader Zeng Kezhi is not a person who is greedy for fame and wealth. And the Beggar Gang has a transcendent status in the world. He does not need to compete for the false reputation of this martial arts leader."
Feng Qingge sang but smiled and said nothing.
In the field, there are flashes of swords and shadows.
Off the court, the conspiracy and calculation are even more intense.
Different from the transcendent status of Linhai Villa, once the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance is taken by someone from some sect, there will inevitably be various tilts. In comparison, it is not as good as an independent person, or someone like Zhuo Qingyi. The secret sect wins better.
However, how can an independent individual match the strength of a martial arts sect? Let alone how many such figures there are in the martial arts world. When Zhuo Qingyi won the martial arts leader, he solved the worries of many martial arts sects. This is also the reason why Zhuo Qingyi One of the main reasons why Yi has been able to hold the position of leader for so many years.
"The leader of 'Huashan' sits down with his third disciple, Wen Yanbin. Please give me some advice."
"'Iron Hammer' Zheng Junyi has no sect."
The burly man faced the young hero Han Feng with a cold expression, and laughed loudly. His voice was as loud as a bell. "I don't have the ability to seize the martial arts leader. I just can't see through the wheel battle you secretly plot. Come on. I'll count every one I spend."
His words brought cheers from the audience.
Xue Xichen couldn't help but laugh. She never expected that there would be such a chivalrous and bloody man in the world. Compared with the villains of the Huashan Sect, this big man looked much cuter.
Wen Yanbin pointed his sword forward and shook out several sword flowers, covering the opponent under his attack.
The light of the sword just came out. Zheng Junyi moved his left foot half a step back. His right wrist flicked. A little bit of cold light penetrated into the sword curtain. Wen Yanbin's sword power was not finished yet. He hurriedly retreated. There was a jingling sound and the hidden weapon fell to the ground. .
Before he could return, Zheng Junyi raised his wrist again. The cold light flew across his sleeves. The sound of breaking through the air was harsh. Wen Yanbin retreated hastily. The cold light followed him like a shadow. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the edge of the ring.
Wen Yanbin shook his body and finally stabilized his body. Unexpectedly, Zheng Junyi came from behind and kicked him hard on the chest. "Get down."
The figure fell down from the ring in embarrassment amidst the roar of laughter from the crowd. There were cheers and cheers from all around. Zheng Junyi rushed to the audience with his hands and fists clasped. He was very proud. "Huashan sect. Keep going. That third disciple just now is not good. It’s really inferior. Why? Could it be that your sect is incompetent? How could you just send some handymen on stage?”
The names and provocative words once again aroused applause. The people of the Huashan Sect seemed to have been slapped hard in the face. Their faces were dull. This one person disrupted all their wishful thinking. I'm afraid that if they can't survive half the game, they will be completely deserted.
Zheng Junyi raised his fingers. "Come on. Let's try to defeat the leader. The rest will be left to the heroes in the audience."
"Don't worry."
"no problem."
"Hit them until their leader comes out."
"Kill their leader from power."
There are many people who cause trouble. The solemn atmosphere was immediately washed away.
It was another round of fighting, from weak to strong, until the fight was almost evenly divided. For a full hour, Zheng Junyi used his last hidden weapon to force Elder Jing Lie of the Huashan Sect to fall off the ring. He stood on the ring with a pale face. He was panting like an ox and sweating profusely. It was obvious that he had worked hard to the limit.
Zheng Junyi was not in a hurry to get off the ring. Instead, he said to Hua Zishan, the leader of the Huashan faction: "Master Hua, now, we can challenge you."
When Hua Zishan stood on the ring with a dark face, Zheng Junyi suddenly retreated to the edge of the ring. He cupped his hands and said humbly: "We admit defeat and won't fight."
Laughter. Because of his move, it sounded again.
This isn't a fight at all. It's a way of disrupting the situation. Calling people on stage by name, but then admitting defeat. You force people to stay in the ring and can't get out. You can only accept the challenge of the people below.
Poison. It's really too poisonous.
Zheng Junyi casually handed over his hand and said carelessly: "We can be considered as the contenders for the martial arts leader. This trip is worthwhile. It's worth it. It's worth it."
When he stepped down from the stage, not only was there no one to laugh at him, but there was a roar of applause. It was like welcoming a hero back.
Xue Xichen also had a smile on her face.
There are many heroes in the world. The martial arts world is bloody. This is the purest west wind spirit. The characters in the world come and go calmly.
In the field, the sound of fighting started again. As we went to the back, the martial arts became higher and the competition became more and more fierce. All the masters from various martial arts appeared. Hua Zishan could not resist and left the ring unwillingly. And there was a martial arts in the scene. If you want to imitate the Huashan faction and take advantage of the situation, someone like Zheng Junyi will appear to disrupt the situation. In the later stages of the fight, no one will be able to retain their strength as planned.
Xue Xichen touched his chin and showed a calculating smile. "Qingge. Do you want the position of leader of the martial arts alliance?"
Feng Qingge looked sideways at Xue Xichen. She looked at her with strange eyes. "You came all the way here. That's not what you had in mind. You want the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, right?"
"Where. I said. I came to see a good show."
"You will be willing to just watch the good show."
If he didn't know her well, he might believe her words. But Feng Qingge knew her very well. He would not believe that she was just here to watch a good show.
"I really just came to see a good show."
The smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger. Xue Xichen said happily, "Now, the show is about to begin."