Shang Xin seemed to be filled with joy. Anyone could see Bai Shisan's decline. The few powerful blows he made just now were quite powerful, but they could not last long. He was not a hero. -" His speed was getting faster and faster.
The faster he went, circling around the opponent, and taking the time to strike with a halberd from time to time, Bai Shisan was exhausted and had no chance to rest.
Bai Shisan had more and more flaws, and several times he was unable to completely dodge the sharp edge of the opponent's halberd. Blue ice crystals condensed on his body one after another. This further affected his speed and reaction.
In the west stand, Gongsun Xing did not have the demeanor of a prince at all. He had long forgotten that this place was not his palace but the territory of Jinsha. From time to time, his legs would stand on the guardrail in front, holding a fan in one hand and pointing out the situation on the ring with the other.
Pointing and shouting from time to time: "Cut him, chop him, you should chop him."
There is no difference in appearance from ordinary people watching the battle. You Gao and Zuo Gao, who were sitting upright on both sides, looked ashamed. The Silver Sand monks behind them also looked ashamed. After all, those who can practice must have read books and know how to do it.
Etiquette, don't watch the fun like a layman.
Next to the prince sat an old man with white beard and hair, with a gloomy look on his face. He never smiled during the entire arena, as if his smile was insulated from him. When Gongsun Xing looked around proudly, he saw the concentration on the old man's face.
Shuang couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xiahou Shang, what are you thinking about? Isn't the arena exciting enough?"
"No. The strength of the two people in the ring far exceeds that of ordinary late-stage Jindan cultivators. This is a rare and wonderful fighting method." When Xia Houshang said this, his tone was calm and steady, and no one could hear any strength.
Gongsun Xing was a little unhappy and said, "In that case, who do you think can win?"
Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart, "If it weren't for the fact that this old bastard has a lot of cultivation, I wouldn't want to bring you here with such a stinky face. It's fun to watch."
Xia Houshang looked at it for a while and said, "Shang Xin is in danger."[
Gongsun Xing was stunned, thinking, is this old man trying to please others? Bai Shisan is clearly in trouble.
"Why do you see it?" Gongsun Xing concealed the surprise in his words.
"Then Bai Hu is showing weakness on purpose, can't the prince see it?"
"Are you trying to show weakness?" Gongsun Xing looked carefully at the two people fighting fiercely on the stage, and couldn't tell that Bai Hu was just pretending.
On the ring, Bai Shisan was surrounded by Shang Xin's shadows. He was exhausted to the extreme, as if the other party could knock him down with just a little more force. He waved the mountain knife in his hand vigorously, blocking those people.
The deadly blue sword glow.
Shang Xin was extremely happy. She didn't expect victory to come so easily. She spotted an opportunity and saw Bai Shisan's steps were sloppy, his escape from the light was unstable, and even the phantom of the white tiger soaring into the sky behind him was shaky.
He jumped up very quickly and raised his sword to chop down. This time he was sure of success and his speed was much faster than before.
There was a strange surprise on Bai Shisan's face. It was neither the kind of annoyance that he was about to lose, nor the kind of fear that he could not escape a fatal blow. Shang Xin caught the strange expression on the opponent's face during the attack, and was shocked in his heart.
There was a surprise, but he saw that the blue light in front of his halberd had already touched the opponent's chest. As long as he moved forward one step, he could pierce the white tiger's chest. I believe no one would miss this opportunity.
He gritted his teeth and poured all his strength into the halberd with a thousand kinds of hatred. The blue light rainbow surged, and the onlookers around him had to squint their eyes.
Bai Shisan shouted, "Okay!"
All the light from his body was concentrated on his right chest, forming a white light shield emitting the brilliance of the sun on the armor. The huge machete in his left hand swept down, approaching the opponent's waist with a hurricane and whistling sound.
When Shang Xin saw this situation, it was too late to change his moves, so he just kept fighting with the opponent head-on. The halberd with the blue light hit the arc of light, and a string of bright lights exploded.
Stars of light, he felt the huge resistance of the arc of light. In a tenth of a breath, the arc of light shattered, and the halberd still had enough power to hit Bai Shisan's chest. The armor was struck like a piece of paper.
Broken, but the power of the halberd has been reduced by half.
Bai Shisan's chest was like a piece of hard black iron. A strong vibration came from Shang Xin's hand, and the halberd was blocked by him with his chest. At this moment, the halberd in his left hand had been raised to his side, ready for a head-on confrontation.
Touch the ground.
Bai Shisan's machete hit the halberd like a machete. The blue light flickered uncertainly. He was struggling desperately, hesitating for a light in the strong wind. The machete continued to move, and the halberd was held hostage by the huge force.
Then, he slapped Shang Xin on the ribs with a "snap" sound. His strong body was like a piece of shredded paper in the strong wind. He was slapped away from a distance and instantly flew outside the ring, from the two southeast stands.
The gap between them passed through, and before landing, a cloud of yellow soil was stirred up, and a large crater with a radius of about ten feet was formed around it.
Bai Shisan patted his left chest, opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He laughed and said, "I finally got my face back. It feels so good."
The hot blood poured on the cold surface of the arena, creating a cloud of white mist, which was so touching.[
At this moment, a violent roar came from the east stand, "Good job!", and a large hole about ten feet in diameter was ripped open in the ceiling of the stand. The skylight flowed in and shone on the excited face of the Blood Lion.
"The lion's roar is actually used to cheer." Li Tiezui was woken up by a sudden sound and said with squinting eyes in displeasure.
The Blood Lion quickly jumped onto the Thunderbolt, supported the winner, and spun around the ring. The onlookers around him seemed to have just reacted at this moment. They hit the bottom and fought back desperately. There is nothing more exciting than fighting. In addition,
The blood lion took the lead in roaring, and cheers erupted from all around.
The people of Jinsha live in such a generous country, and they have a kind of generosity in their nature. Although the losing side is the local monks, they did not show any resentment towards the victors because of this, but instead used themselves as
My heart-warming sentiments are sent to the real heroes.
Bai Shisan patted the broad shoulders of the blood lion, and the two brothers said in a stern voice: "Old blood, what are you doing? I'm taking it out on you."
The blood lion chuckled and said, "It goes without saying that Brother Thirteen's method is definitely this." As he said that, he gave a thumbs up.
A wild laughter broke out between the two of them, full of passion and ambition.
Gongsun Xing, who was on the west stand, had a deathly expression on his face. He looked at Xia Houshang, who was looking slightly satisfied. For a moment, he really wanted to strangle this old man who was used to showing off.
Ji Pingnan, who was on the north stand, had an even worse complexion, as if he had suddenly swallowed a dead cat. Not only was he heartbroken, but he was also extremely unlucky. He looked at the breathless Shang Xin on the floor in front of him and said angrily: "Look up."
Go down and get treatment, don’t leave it here as an eyesore or a useless thing.”
The two warrior cultivators wisely lifted up Shang Xin's strong body and walked expertly along the path behind the stands to the backstage. Yu Jing, who had been treated at the backstage entrance, saw his brother's defeat so miserably, and his face was full of decline.
The light of victory was instantly taken away.
After a long time, Ji Pingnan said angrily: "Xiashanhu is just a clever guy. It's not a bad thing to suffer a loss this time. It's just that the three battles at Lantau Pass were defeated by two battles. It's really not glorious."
It really pisses me off. This will definitely make the other three old guys laugh to death."
Feng Sheng on the side said awkwardly: "General, don't be depressed. The three generals have tried their best in these three games. There is no regret in losing. It's just that the opponent's methods are too tough. Maybe we underestimated them."
Ji Pingnan nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his head and said seriously: "Do you think the Longchuan Congress is not engaging in the old trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"
Feng Sheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the normally majestic general would say such an off-kilter statement at this moment. He thought for a moment and then said: "General Shengming, I think that's what they think. But don't worry, general.
When it's the general's turn to come to power, he will definitely fulfill his mission."
Ji Pingnan let out a long breath and murmured: "You can still be relied upon."
…
The middle-aged monk looked at the mess all around, and his heart was full of devastation. With the arena in such a state, it is estimated that no one in his class could not repair it. He announced the result just now glumly, and looked at the sun in the west.
, I am afraid that if we have another fight at this moment, we will have to fight all night, so we have no choice but to fight again.
None of Jinsha's royal relatives came over for the first few battles, so he could arrange the time at will. After some calculation, he decided to arrange the next battle after three days. Unexpectedly, after the result was announced, there would be
What came was a steady stream of boos.
He didn't bother to pay attention to the cries of the civilian spectators. Most of these people were unhappy because they spent money to stay in Sifangtai for a few more days. As for the nobles of Jinsha's aristocratic families, they would not scream like pigs just because they stayed for a few more days.
They are eager to take this opportunity to show off their wealth, brag, have some feasts, and live a luxurious life.
However, the shouting is the shouting, the dissatisfaction is the dissatisfaction, the third arena ended peacefully, the night of the Sifang Platform was not quiet, there were people gathering together to brag and beat, in twos and threes, lighting bonfires, the fire reflected the sky
The stars were all as excited as if they had been injected with blood.
A good person pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "You think the monks are so capable, why don't they go up to the sky to pick off the stars for fun?"
A person next to him said lazily: "They don't even understand this. In their eyes, the stars are still something out of reach."
"What are those stars?" the first person asked reluctantly.
The man next to him squinted his half-drunk eyes, looking at the three increasingly blood-red stars in the sky, and said nothing for a long time.
The first person became a little impatient and muttered: "I don't think you know either."
The man said calmly: "If I knew, I would be more awesome than those monks! But it seems that the three blood stars have never appeared before, and there is no record in the astrology book handed down by the old man."
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