Chapter three hundred and ninety-five fish come to cast a net
In the fourth arena, Ren Dixing stood coldly and arrogantly, not looking at his former opponent who flew out of the arena, but looked indifferently at the ninth arena where Su Kuang was.
He looked at Su Kuang, with a look of surprise and surprise in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also a hint of sarcasm and cynicism.
As for his opponent, he is currently lying outside the arena with broken bones and tendons, and is being rescued by the disciples of Shanzitang and Danzitang.
"You...Ren Dixing, do you know that our disciples of the Heng League must compete with each other to the end? If we want to decide life and death, it must be outside, on the battlefield outside the Heng League, and the opponent can only be
Enemies and enemies of the Everlasting Alliance!"
One of the priests was driven crazy and became angry with shame.
After all, a dignified instructor was actually unable to save one of the disciples during a duel between them...
This cannot be justified no matter how you say it!
But Ren Dixing is really fast, and his timing is really just right!
He first deliberately gave up his advantage, causing his opponent to constantly bully him. But when he really struck hard, the opponent's head was already less than half an arm's length away from his, and some parts of the opponent's body were even completely attached to his.
on body...
Because it was so close, when Jiaoyu realized something was wrong, it was too late to take action.
Unless he directly uses his spiritual power to fly away Ren Dixing, only in this way can he save another person.
It's a pity that he can't do this, because once he takes action, if his strength is too low, he may not be able to save the other person in time, and if his strength is too strong, Ren Dixing may die in his hands.
After all, they are all disciples of the Heng Alliance...
"Sir, the disciple has already ordered you to stop! If not, he will definitely die!"
Holding his fists and bowing slightly, Ren Dixing smiled indifferently and said: "Also, like that good-for-nothing Su Kuang, I choose to continue challenging other disciples in the arena!"
What?
…
In terms of strength, Ren Dixing is only in the body-casting realm, far inferior to Su Kuang's spirit-condensing realm!
But in Ren Dixing's eyes, he seemed to be on an equal footing with the other party, or even have a higher status?
Otherwise, how could he regard Su Kuang, who was stronger than him, as "waste"?
After listening to what Ren Dixing just said, Nie Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said: "Shanshan, the fish are here, cast the net!"
…
The fish are coming!
On Xuanjian Peak, Li Shanshan was a little happy: Nie Heng's judgment was right, the two big fish were coming, now we only need to stabilize the small fish first, and then we can lure out the big fish.
At the same time, she was still a little worried. After all, now that Nie Heng had lost the Totem Holy Realm, how should he deal with an opponent like the Nine Nether Cang King again?
Even if they are not opponents at the level of Jiuyou Cang King, the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Concubine still cannot be underestimated. They were once the top leaders in the world, and Nie Heng is just one person.
Thinking of all this, Li Shanshan did not dare to be careless, and the four message scrolls were immediately sent out by her.
Not far away from her, Nie Ling still seemed calm, as if listening to something.
Then she smiled and said, "Shanshan, I'm going for a walk!"
…
"Do you think you are still qualified? You still want to continue to challenge all the remaining opponents? You are wishful thinking!"
Because the shame and anger were still there, the instruction was somewhat ferocious: "Where are the disciples of Shanzitang? Capture Ren Dixing and send him to the execution hall!"
He wants to punish Ren Dixing!
Because although it is very common for Heng League disciples to compete with each other, and there are hundreds of competitions every day, disciples are absolutely not allowed to hurt each other, let alone severely injure or kill fellow disciples through competition.
Hearing this, Ren Dixing sneered and looked at the other disciples: "Don't you dare? I know you didn't use your best combat skills before, but even if you did, so what? You're just a bunch of rabble!
"
What?
After hearing these words, not to mention the disciples in this arena, even the disciples of the Heng Alliance in other arenas and the disciples watching and waiting in the stands, all roared.
"Are you a disciple of my Heng Alliance? You actually said such words?"
"Our Hengmeng's special combat skills are for fighting enemies, not for our fellow disciples!"
"Ren Dixing, I misjudged you. I used to treat you as my younger brother. From today on, you and I are no longer on the same journey!"
On the other side, Su Kuang took a recovery pill. Except that one arm could not recover, his spiritual power had returned to its peak.
He also stood up and continued to insist: "Me too, I look down on the other disciples of the Heng League, because no one dares to challenge me! Bah..."
He spit!
Seeing this, the teachings around Ren Dixing really reached the limit of their tolerance, and they decided to take down Ren Dixing personally.
But at this moment, a voice sounded softly but majestically.
Nie Ling came, her figure landed lightly outside the arena, and she said calmly: "That's right!"
Just one word...
Upon hearing this, the instructors around the arena immediately clasped their fists and bowed in unison.
Even the other disciples quickly clasped their fists and bowed in unison.
"Welcome to the Master of Shanzi Hall!"
…
After telling everyone not to be polite, Nie Ling walked past Nie Heng as if she didn't know him.
This is normal. After all, Nie Heng is now a disciple named Er Shuang.
Walking not far in front of Ren Dixing, Nie Ling smiled and said: "As a disciple of the Heng League, you think that the Heng League is just a bunch of rabble? You can... you can continue to challenge, that's fine! But..."
Having said this, Nie Ling turned to look at Su Kuang and said: "Since we have to challenge it all by one person, there should be a first-come-first-served basis!"
The eunuch quickly asked: "Master, what do you mean..."
Nie Ling smiled like a soft flower: "Su Kuang is very confident and I believe his fighting skills must be good! In this case, everyone should stop and watch his competition first. Maybe... everyone can learn from it.
Got a lot of stuff!”
She agreed...
He agreed with Su Kuang's "unreasonable trouble" and agreed that he could continue and accept the wheel battle with the remaining opponents!
Hearing this, Su Kuang cupped his fists and bowed lightly: "Thank you, Master!"
Nie Ling nodded slightly, then looked at the other Heng Alliance disciples beside Su Kuang: "Who comes first?"
Before the other disciples could say anything, Su Kuang immediately added: "Whoever comes first is fine, but you must remember one sentence... use your best moves and strongest combat skills! Otherwise, how will you lose?
You don’t even know!”
I see……
Nie Heng knew: Are you trying to find your trump card?
Now that he knew the other party's intentions, how could Nie Heng satisfy them?
But if you don’t want to satisfy them, it seems you have to do it yourself.
He was the first to raise his hand and walked towards the arena at the same time: "Lord Hall Master, I am willing to give Ershuang a try!"
Looking at him, the instructors on the sidelines were a little confused: Who is this? Ershuang? I have never heard of him!
Even the other disciples were also a little curious. After asking each other, they confirmed one thing: none of them had seen this Ershuang...
Is he okay?
Nie Ling still smiled and nodded gently: "That's right!"