After noon, the battle officially began. -" The middle-aged monk walked onto the ring languidly, glanced at the spectators who had been waiting for a long time, and announced loudly, "The third battle begins, please invite the winner of the previous battle.
Send the challenger to the stage first."
A gong and drum sounded from behind the North Stand, and a person came down from the North Stand from far to near and walked onto the ring. The spectators outside were far away and could not see very clearly. Many people made rustling comments. This person
They are so similar to Kamiyama Tiger. They have the same armor and the same body shape. Not only from a distance, but also up close, it is easy to confuse them.
A huge name is written on the stone pillar of the north stand, "Shang Xin".
Looking at this name, the spectators around him calmed down their discussions, believing that this person has nothing to do with the person who just took the stage.
Li Tiezui pointed at the strong man on the ring and said: "This man is Xiashanhu. He is also a famous general in Lantau Pass. Who are you going to send?"
Chen Yunsheng gave a wry smile and said, "That person would have jumped onto the stage by now."
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a white figure flashed down in the center of the ring.
The white leather armor shines on his body, and the armor is inlaid with strips of black iron. From a distance, it looks like a black and white tiger skin. The figure of this big man is not inferior to that of a tiger down the mountain. He is holding a big knife in his hand, and he is also tall.
It's a lot bigger than what Yu Jing held in the last game.
Shang Xin looked at Bai Shisan across from him and said disdainfully: "The ghost of immortality under Shang's halberd." [
Bai Shisan snorted and said: "Your grandfather's surname is Bai Shisan, and he is here to take your dog's life."
Shang Xin chuckled and said, "I'm afraid you may not have this ability. Bai Shisan, do you have someone ready to collect the body?"
Faced with this superficial provocation, Bai Shisan did not get angry. He chuckled and said, "Fart! Only grandpa has ever killed people with his sword. I have never heard of anyone being able to hurt me."
Shang Xin looked at the sky and said nonchalantly: "Are you bragging? My general is missing a piece of white tiger skin armor. In a moment, I will peel off your skin on the stage, beat your tendons, and even have silk ribbons."
Bai Shisan laughed loudly and said: "I have seen bragging, but I have never seen anyone like you. It seems that the war cultivators in Lantau Pass are not good enough. Bragging is like farting, one after another, one after another, and endless.
No wonder the area around Lantau Pass stinks so bad. If you can touch a piece of grandpa's hair, I will take your last name."
When Shang Xin saw that the other party had placed a bet, he immediately said, not to be outdone, "If you can hurt my hair and skin, I will kill myself on the stage."
Bai Shisan was known as a big mouth at the White Tiger Shrine. When he saw someone bragging better than himself, he felt extremely unhappy. He stamped his feet and said: "I will cut open your intestines in a while, swallow your liver and gallbladder directly, and cook your heart and kidneys."
For soup, cut off the meat from the big ass and eat it on the grill."
Shang Xin chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you have quite a strong taste. It's almost as good as eating grandpa's shit."
Before the two started fighting, they spoke to each other in a loud voice, like thunder. Most of the spectators in the stands were civilians. In their hearts, most of the monks were cultivated and knowledgeable people. Suddenly they heard this.
The two masters, who were keeping their mouths shut, were scolding each other but did not take action. They couldn't help but start to boo, and there were constant boos from all around. However, the two people in the ring were scolding each other more and more vigorously. No one wanted to be the first to end the scolding war, as if one less curse would be enough.
It's like being at a loss.
The middle-aged monk who was listening to the side couldn't stand it anymore. He came between the two of them, stretched out his hand to make a pause gesture, and said: "You two, save some energy, some moral integrity, and put all your energy into fighting.
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Bai Shisan wiped the spit from his lips and shouted: "Do you still have the strength to beat him up like a woman? I can fly him with just one finger. He is as thin as a withered grass. Look,
Do those legs of his look like chicken feet?"
Shang Xin said angrily: "Dalmatian, don't fart, you have chicken claws on your body. All I have to do to cut you is move your mouth and blow on you and you will fall."
The middle-aged monk suddenly felt that he was a little redundant. He stretched out his hands and said helplessly: "I will count to three and you will start fighting. Anyone who doesn't take action will be punished as a coward and will be coaxed off the ring directly."
In the midst of the two people yelling and cursing, the middle-aged monk raised three fingers. When he lowered two fingers in succession, the two idiots were still cursing at each other endlessly, and the air was filled with a thick stream of spittle.
of stench.
The moment the middle-aged monk dropped his last finger, their expressions became serious at the same time. Their figures flashed and leaped into the air. The moment the two lights and shadows intertwined, a burst of popping sound like exploding beans erupted.[
When the middle-aged monk retreated from the ring, he felt a gust of wind coming. He hurriedly avoided it. He was a little slower, and a palm-sized piece of his clothes was wiped off by the strong wind. While he was shocked, he hurriedly left the place of right and wrong. It looked like this
The two of them are not just good at talking.
The machete in Bai Shisan's hand was round, like a mountain cracking from top to bottom. It was unstoppable and its power was irreversible. Shang Xin didn't want to fight with him head-on, so he hurriedly retreated. Bai Shisan's knife didn't hold back at all, and he slashed straight at it.
Above the arena, gravel and iron filings flew everywhere. How could the dozens of broken magic arrays withstand such a violent impact? It was more than twice as strong as the white swords in the previous fight.
A huge deep hole was left on the ground, and all around Lantau Pass, the war cultivators responsible for maintaining the arena were shattered. After this scene, the arena may have disappeared.
Their prediction was correct. Every time Bai Shisan struck with a sword, he felt very happy, and there were more than a dozen huge pits on the ring. Although Shang Xinbu was fighting with the opponent, the power of the halberd in his hand was not small, and the two-handed soldiers
The blade was flashing with a three-foot-long blue rainbow, and it had the effect of an ice spell at first glance.
Every time Shang Xin strikes, a layer of crystal clear ice crystals condenses on the gravel and iron filings. After a while, the arena is filled with blue ice crystals. It is originally a hot summer season, but there is a hint of late autumn on the arena.
Just a cool feeling.
When Chen Yunsheng saw Bai Shisan's first strike, his heart suddenly tightened. He was not shocked by the power of Bai Shisan's mountain knife, but he was worried about his attack without leaving any room. It was so wide open.
Da He, even if his cultivation level is much higher than Bai Huahua's, how many swords can he maintain?
On the other hand, the opponent mostly uses his body shape and escape skills to circle around the ring and take the time to attack. It doesn't seem to be very powerful, but it is much more dangerous. If he is hit by a halberd, I am afraid that even if Bai Shisan has thick armor, he will not be able to do it.
You can't help but be numb for a long time and put yourself in danger.
While he was watching the battle attentively, a weak scream suddenly came from behind, "Yes, just like that, smash his head!"
Looking back, Chen Yunsheng almost fainted from anger. He saw Bai Huahua, supported by Jiang Xueqin and Fang Minglan, coming to the stand, shouting for his brother and jumping up and down. Fang Minglan and Jiang Xueqin were both exposed.
From Nai's expression, it seemed that the two of them had made a lot of efforts to prevent the woman from coming, but to no avail.
Luo Zhiqing, who was beside him, rarely started to watch the battle seriously, moving his lips from time to time, as if thinking about the direction of the battle. Seeing this, Chen Yunsheng couldn't help but ask: "What do you think Bai Shisan's winning rate is?"
Luo Zhiqing turned his head and said numbly: "What did you just say?"
Chen Yunsheng was slightly stunned and said, "Aren't you watching the battle?"
Luo Zhiqing shook his head and said: "I'm measuring the time to see if I can compete in the afternoon. To be honest, I can't wait to compete with Feng Sheng, but I don't know how long these two people will continue to compete.
, By the way, what question did you ask just now?"
Chen Yunsheng sighed and turned his head, only to find that Li Tiezui beside him had fallen asleep with his mouth open, with a stream of crystal clear saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.
He sighed, "Talent!" He stopped talking and watched the two tigers fighting in the ring honestly.
On the ring, Bai Shisan was breathing heavily, and the white tiger shadow behind him was shaking up and down with his heavy breathing. Opposite him, Shang Xin stood gracefully on a high upturned boulder,
Bai Shisan looked at Bai Shisan with a mocking look on his face. The two of them were surrounded by a bumpy arena that had been turned over.
Bai Shisan jumped to his feet and yelled, "You damn donkey named Shang, who do you think you are? You don't dare to fight with grandpa head-on and you run around everywhere. Are you a rat?"
Shang Xin chuckled and said, "I'm just teasing you. If you have the ability, come up. I'll see if I don't take advantage of you."
Bai Shisan's hair was crazy, and two groups of white light appeared in his eyes. The white tiger's shadow behind him glowed brightly, and his body turned into a ball of fireflies and rushed over. How could Shang Xin dare to stay for even a moment? His body was blurred, and he didn't know where he was hiding.
The place was gone. Bai Shisan did not raise the knife, but used only the strength of his body to smash the ten-foot-long rock into pieces.
He looked around with the knife in hand, and suddenly a blue light shot out from under his feet. He hurriedly dodged, but he was a little slower. The hem of his armor was hit by someone, and a piece of blue ice crystal condensed. It was still a distance away*
The *chill is coming.
Bai Shisan raised the knife and cursed: "***, do you want to fight me or not? If you can, don't hide."
Shang Xin, who had almost succeeded with the attack just now, was no longer willing to fight with the opponent. He held the halberd in both hands and said with a mean smile: "Hit, of course, I plan to freeze your ass."
Chen Yunsheng in the stands was anxious. He had long understood that Shang Xin's speed was not much faster than Bai Shisan's. He just relied on a strange trajectory to constantly avoid the opponent's attacks. If the people in the ring
It was him who could at least seize three flaws and bring Shang Xin down.
However, Bai Shisan seemed completely unaware of this and still fought hard, which really made Chen Yunsheng a little worried about whether his spiritual energy could last.
Bai Shisan didn't seem to have any good ideas. He still charged on his own, but the speed was getting slower and slower. The knife in his hand seemed to be filled with lead, becoming heavier and heavier. Every blow landed was sloppy. Watch the first episode