[69 Book Bar - www.] Luo Cheng watched Ouyang Le dragging the long knife towards him. Ouyang Le's momentum was different to him. When the long knife came, Luo Cheng chose the right time, and Yin
The gun thrust forward.
The head of the gun was stuck in the handle of the broadsword and could no longer move forward; Luo Cheng's posture of stabbing the silver gun diagonally with one hand was so cool; the young and old nymphos in the audience had their eyes flashing with red hearts and shouting hysterically.
"Luo Cheng, you are so handsome!"
"I want to marry you!"
"Come to my house tonight!"
The warm invitation from the young and old nymphomaniacs almost scared Luo Cheng and dropped his silver gun to the ground. One move, just one move, made Ouyang Le have no idea of continuing to attack, but when he thought of Ouyang Tian, his eyes instantly became firm.
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"Luo Cheng, if you want to defeat me, use all your strength!" Ouyang Le stepped back, and the red sword separated from the silver spear; a strong wind spun around him, driving the flying dust to form a gray vortex
, Ouyang Le warrior's initial momentum and strength were fully displayed, and an aura of dominance gradually spread from Ouyang Le's body. This is the aura of a warrior who practices swordsmanship.
"Spirit Snake Entwined Sword Dance Whirlwind Slash" red sword energy shot out, and the whole person jumped up in the air and turned from top to bottom. The red power of martial arts suddenly emerged from Ouyang Le's body, and his momentum became even stronger.
"The Pearl of Rice, do you also want to meet Haoyue Zheng Hui?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Cheng's silver spear passed in front of him, and sparks shot out from the tip of the silver spear. In an instant, the silver-white spear shadow rose from bottom to top, and with a "sudden" movement, Luo Cheng's fire-type martial power burst out from the silver spear, and a fire dragon descended.
Appeared on the silver gun in an instant.
"Fire Dragon Spear: Flying Dragon in the Sky"
The body of the fire dragon flew upwards, without changing the direction of the dragon's head, locking onto Ouyang Le's body from top to bottom; the hot temperature caused Ouyang Le's clothes to catch fire. Ouyang Le did not care, but used some martial power to attach it.
In terms of skin, both are fire-based, and the flames are obviously not very lethal to him.
"Bang"
When the Spiritual Snake's Winding Sword Dance Whirlwind Slash and the Flame Dragon's Flying Dragon were in the sky, the two moves collided together, a sound broke through the air, and the ripples caused by the explosion of martial power spread out with Ouyang Liao as the center.
At that moment, Ouyang Le's body did not fall, but rose at a faster speed; the blood from the tiger's mouth fell from the air "tick-tock" and "tick-tock" along the long knife.
"Hey, in this world, good people don't deserve it!" Luo Cheng put away his silver gun and didn't even look at Ouyang Le, who was knocked away. He turned around and walked down the competition stage gracefully.
"Ouch~~"
"I can't take it anymore!"
"I'm going to die!"
The sound of nymphomaniacs rang out from the audience. When Luo Cheng walked down, he fell to the ground with a "plop", quickly got up, and ran away in embarrassment.
There was no doubt that Ouyang Le was defeated by Luo Cheng instantly. Ouyang Tian looked angry and said, "Trash!" Ouyang Tian wanted to rely on Ouyang Le, a junior warrior, to explore Luo Cheng's trump card. This chess set was too low-level.
When a beginner versus an advanced player, the gap is not just one level, is that realistic?
Ouyang Ming felt a chill in his heart when he heard Ouyang Tian's dissatisfaction with Ouyang Le.
There was no doubt that Luo Cheng won the first game of the Samurai Group finals. The subsequent games were all competitions between the children of the four major families, and they did not encounter those grassroots geniuses.
"The next match will be between Xiao Qingfeng and Ouyang Tian!"
After the host finished speaking, Ouyang Tian went up to the competition stage with a long sword. Xiao Qingfeng, who was named, had a bitter look on his face. Thinking of the threats outside Taicheng, he was struggling painfully in his mind to admit defeat.
Just stick with it.
"Let's take action!" Ouyang Tian looked at Xiao Qingfeng, a commoner, and said proudly. Among the twenty contestants, he only regarded Luo Cheng as his opponent. As for the other contestants, Ouyang Tian had always set his sights on others.
Don't take it seriously at all.
"I surrender!" After Xiao Qingfeng hesitated, a look of pain appeared on his face, and finally said the words "I surrender!" Then Xiao Qingfeng looked resentfully at the heads of the family on the referee's bench, and left the competition stage with a sigh.
This led him to the stage of glory and wealth.
Reilly saw the contestants looking at the referee's table with resentful eyes, and his thoughts were once again confirmed.
"We have never fought, how do you know you will lose?" Lei Li's old voice sounded from the audience, with a kind and kind expression in his tone, which made Xiao Qingfeng feel as comfortable as bathing in the spring breeze. He knew that Taiping City was in front of him.
The city lord.
Someone who can allow him to continue on this stage of 'prosperity and wealth'.
"I..." Xiao Qingfeng said miserably, with a hesitant and distressed look on his face, which was reflected in Lei Li's eyes.
"Tell me, is there someone using your family to threaten you and fake the match during the game!" Lei Li looked at Xiao Qingfeng with sharp eyes. The strength and aura of the King of Martial Arts were clearly displayed, but the direction of the aura was not towards Xiao Qingfeng, but towards Xiao Qingfeng.
It's the referees sitting on the referee's bench.
In previous years, some grassroots geniuses became disabled for no reason, and he began to doubt it. Today, it happened again, and Lei Li could not ignore it. He glanced at Ouyang Xiao and Wu Qingkong intentionally or unintentionally.
Xiao Qingfeng looked at Lei Li with scorching eyes, which showed his desire for strength.
Heartbroken, the city lords all stood up to support him. If he was afraid of power, then the one who would block his retreat would not be those who had threatened him, but himself.
"Lord City Lord, yes!"
"You continue the game, you will be a member of the Taiping City Guards from now on. I really want to see who dares to touch you!" Lei Li was really angry this time. Every year, Taiping City only sends a limited number of teenagers to Luo Xingyuan. Martial Arts
The people above the gym had already condemned him. If only one person went to Luo Xingyuan today, it would be the end for him as the master of the martial arts gym.
"Thank you, City Lord!" Xiao Qingfeng knelt down towards Lei Li excitedly and kowtowed three times. When he stood up again, he showed a glow of confidence, sweeping away the previous decadent expression.
"Come on!" Xiao Qingfeng went to the competition area and took out the golden stick he brought and said to Ouyang Tian.
The golden stick was about 1.8 meters long, a head taller than him, and about the size of a broomstick. He held it in his hand as if he owned the world.
"Very good! I'll give you three moves!" Ouyang Tian smiled mockingly. Is it him? Ouyang Tian didn't take him seriously.
"Hehe, you will regret it!"
Xiao Qingfeng was like a monkey, with a very dexterous body. The stick in his hand hit Ouyang Tian from time to time, but unfortunately he missed the target every time and was blocked by a long sword.
"With your strength, I feel sad for you!"
There was a murderous look in Ouyang Tian's eyes. Every year, grassroots geniuses give up the competition midway, or give in at the beginning. He also knows a little about this matter, and knows that it was arranged by his grandfather in order to let the children of the Ouyang family occupy more seats on the Taiping list.