The thirty rounds of fighting in the audience, the most memorable one is the contrasting violence of Bai Qingkong, and the other is the shameless contrast of Lin Suci. They all came from the City Lord’s Mansion, almost in a short moment. Attracted hatred from 36 other schools.
The martial arts platform has been flushed and cleaned again. Lin Suci and Yan Baishen stood under the black shed, facing each other with their heads down. Yan Baishen said something. He nodded, said something, and looked very obedient. .
A total of 30 victors have assembled on the martial arts stage. There were only twelve people in the city lord's mansion. Everyone stood together with the first monk as the center. Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong stood at the end.
The melee between the two sides is not as simple as fighting alone. The opponent has a lot of people and has already occupied a certain advantage. As for the City Lord’s Mansion, ten people with real strength, one simple and rude Bai Qingkong, and one shameless Lin Suci, the combination of them makes people worry.
The weaknesses of Bai Qingkong and Lin Suci are obvious, everyone can see. In one-on-one combat, their fighting styles can still be tricky. In melee, it's obvious that the opponent rushes to the death one by one.
Rao Shi Bai Qingkong and Lin Suci have a one-on-one approach. When meeting a group of people, they are definitely at a disadvantage.
"Stars..." The ten people in front gathered together to discuss the tactics for a while, Bai Qingkong drew close to Lin Suci, quietly transmitting his voice to him, "Wait a minute, let's cooperate."
"Cooperation?" Lin Suci stretched out her hand in her sleeve to "feel" for a long time, and in Bai Qingkong's curious sight, she "feeled" two dried fish, and after giving him one, she licked one, vaguely. Qing, "How to cooperate?"
Bai Qingkong was flattered and took the dried fish. He couldn't learn the trick that Lin Suci ate the whole bone and spit it out. He only held it in his hand, biting bit by bit.
He glanced around, especially his eyes on the upper position of the representatives of various sects sitting not far away, he hesitated, and quietly said: "I saw it. You are a Fuxiu and Qixiu, both of which are auxiliary. I am. It's a sword repairer, so they can cooperate with each other."
What Bai Qingkong said was right. Whether Fu Xiu is good at weapon repair, they are generally assisted by sword repairs that are more lethal. After all, sword repair is the main combat power, and other miscellaneous repairs are basically around sword repair.
Bai Qingkong had just obtained the volley sword, and he was in a stage where he stepped into the halfway and was still "groping".
Even if his strength is not up to a man-assisted sword repair ability, this self-conscious sword alone is enough.
Lin Suci groaned inwardly.
He has everything else to say, the sword he just started learning is indeed a bit weak. If you are cooperating with Xiaobaicai two people, one assisting and the other main attack, maybe it is also a good way.
"Okay!" Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong hit it off.
Under the black shed not far away, Yan Bai looked deeply at the martial arts platform. Among the crowd, he stared closely at his little cat. Looking at him and Bai Qingkong, you slapped me on the shoulder and I patted your shoulder. Then the two squatted on the ground and whispered for a long time.
Not very pleasant.
Yan Bo looked down deeply, and the slanting sunlight cast over him, and a spot of light and shadow fell under his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression.
Lin Suci didn't realize the mood of his owner, and after discussing with Bai Qingkong to please him, he slapped the palm. Announce cooperation.
The judge was already standing in the middle of the martial arts stage, dragging a long tone, speaking word by word about the rules of fighting. Not far away, the "pharmacists" stood in a row, ready to save lives in the fighting.
Thirty people stood around and saluted each other.
The drums of war rang.
Lin Suci stared at the Wu Qingjian in his hand, then glanced at Bai Qingkong with his back straight, and his heart moved.
After the first three beats of the drum, the heads of both sides of the confrontation moved.
Only in a moment, the two groups of people with distinct distinctions have already fought together, all kinds of techniques are intertwined, and the voices are fluctuating.
Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong pounced on three people here.
The three of them were always wary of them, one talisman, one sword repair and one formation repair, and the combat was a very standard combination configuration.
It was also obvious that they were the three people who had run-in. When they came up unambiguously, Fulu turned into a fire dragon to block Lin Suci's path, and a serpentine water dragon cut off all the sword possibilities in the white sky. Obviously it was a tactic that had been specifically targeted against them. At the same time, Jian Xiu jumped up, carrying the sound of hunting and hunting, and the ultimate move was in front of his eyes!
Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong looked at each other in an instant.
The next moment, Jian Xiu Bai Qingkong, who was holding the sword in his arms, turned his head and ran away!
And a brand-new sword that had never seen the light, slowly pulled out, and when the sword light that was about to arrive in front of you flashed, it firmly blocked the attacking ultimate move.
Under Wu Qing's sword, Lin Suci's smiling face appeared.
The three of them were dumbfounded by the sudden conversion of the two. Fu Xiu and Zhen Xiu were still hesitating, but that Jian Xiu didn't stand still, being resisted by the first sword, he immediately shot the second sword.
The sword is sharp and sharp, and every sword is firm and unwavering.
The monk holding a sword is more than twenty years old, and his strength is much greater than Lin Suci. He is also a monk who has been immersed in swordsmanship all the year round. His moves are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and he does not hesitate to change his opponent. .
Lin Suci was holding a broken copper and rotten iron volley sword, clutching the hilt of the sword tightly with all his strength, adjusting to the most combative moment, integrating what he had learned in the past few months into his moves.
Resist, attack. Lin Suci stepped back step by step, his body leaped lightly, avoiding the fiercely stabbed sword by Jianxiu, his wrist flicked to block the fierce move, and his arms were slightly numb.
"It's amazing." Lin Suci was holding the Wuqing sword, and after avoiding Jianxiu's attack, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In his green eyes, a cluster of flames gradually lit up, "It's a pity that I have seen someone a hundred times stronger than you."
If there is no Yan Boshen's feeding move, or Xiao Lantiantian's training partner, then in Lin Suci's eyes, the young sword repairer who is equally building the foundation in front of him, his sword style is so sharp that he will be afraid.
The fear under the sword is defeat.
He didn't. What he has is a fearless warfare under the professors of Yan Baishen and Xiaolan.
Once you have seen the summit of Genting, you can't praise the peaks of the same vein.
Lin Suci held the hilt backhand and took a deep breath.
At the same time, Jian Xiu's next sword struck without any pause!
The collision between the blade and the blade gave off sparks and stars. The sword repair was stronger than Lin Suci. Under his continuous attack, Lin Suci retreated, left and right, far away from the crowd, and reached the edge of the martial arts stage. , Looked shaky.
It was another fierce sword, entrained in the wind and wind, and it struck Lin Suci's lifeline!
Lin Suci raised her brows, with a weird and neat smile at the corner of her mouth, and on her face as elegant as a nobleman, there was a trace of cunning that shouldn't exist in the battle.
Jian Xiu didn't think much about it. Seeing that the rogue monk was about to be shot down, there was a hot light in his eyes.
This is a sword repairer who is in sight of victory.
In the next moment, Lin Suci's eyes flashed, he suddenly put away the sword, smiled slightly under the biting sword power, and then quickly jumped out of the waist.
The sword repaired with a sword, but the opponent was gone, and finally "showed" two surprises, and just as his sword power slowed down, a sword was "plugged" out of the sky!
The tattered Bai Qingkong was holding a tattered volley sword, and a phantom flashed before that Jianxiu's eyes in an instant.
But only a stunned sword repairer that caused the sword's strength to slow down, Bai Qingkong firmly seized this opportunity, and danced the power of the volley sword!
After Lin Suci stepped aside, he twisted his waist and avoided a sword in the chaos, took out the talisman from the coat, and threw it at the sword repairer with his fingertips!
Jian Xiu, who was already slightly cramped under the sword of Bai Qingkong, was unprepared. The fire dragon turned into a talisman directly attacked his back. When he was in pain, he was severely chopped by Bai Qingkong's sword back, and he fell straight on the head, and turned to fall. Out of the performance stage.
Jian Xiu landed, only to see Fu Xiu and Zhen Xiu who had chased Bai Qingkong earlier, all in rags scratched by sword energy.
Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong merged smoothly.
When the body crossed, he slapped his palm firmly.
Then the two of them repeated their old tricks, and Lin Suci, relying on Bai Qingkong's undead spirit, once again sent three monks to reunite with others.
The two consecutive victories have already made the remaining people on the martial arts stage notice their differences.
Today there are fewer than twenty people on stage.
There are only six or seven people in the City Lord's Mansion, including Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong.
Lin Suci used a sword in front, which made people unable to locate him. At first it was Fu Xiu, then Qi Xiu, and now it became a sword repair. However, what Zhuji learned is so complicated, too much skater, and people don't know what tricks should be used to deal with it.
This time, five people on the opposite side surrounded Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong.
There are three sword repairs.
"Xiao Bai..." Lin Suci decisively hid behind Bai Qingkong, "I'll leave it to you!"
Shan Jianxiu can practice his hand skills, but three sword repairs cut him into pieces. Lin Suci is self-aware, and knows how many catties he is currently.
Without any guilty conscience, he pushed the pitiful Bai Qingtian outside.
The protagonist of the world, the young volley sword, the first name in the original book, let's go!
At the same time that Bai Qingkong was pushed out, the volley sword was already ready to move.
Lin Suci held the Wuqing sword in his right hand, and the Fu Lu in his left hand, and went straight for the repair!
Seriously speaking, his sword was not so good. Fulu threw it away and interrupted the progress of the formation. Lin Suci's sword was dangerous to the defenseless formation.
Zhen Xiu was "forced" to back down again and again, and Fu Xiu immediately stepped forward, but when the two alternated, Lin Suci gave Lin Suci more opportunities.
Lin Suci took advantage of the fact that Fu Xiu was not yet ready, and immediately "forced" with the sword. Fu Xiu's talisman was thrown out and turned into a fire dragon to pounce towards Lin Suci.
He slashed fiercely, and while cutting off the fire dragon, he threw the talisman out of his hand. The six talismans were condensed into a net. The talisman with extremely strong spiritual energy was much stronger than the one from the talisman. He immediately trapped the talisman in the golden silk net of the talisman. Among.
Zhen Xiu lost the cover of Jian Xiu Fu Xiu, and there was no time to set up the formation. At the beginning of the formation, Lin Suci's sword severely interrupted his preparation.
Fu Xiu has not yet broken free from Lin Suci's talisman, Zhen Xiu has been swept down by Lin Suci's sword.
Lin Suci put away the sword.
The talisman in his hand alternated with the magical artifacts, and the talisman was consumed severely. With the talisman stronger than others and the strong spiritual aura, he forcibly grinds people out of reach of aura.
Lin Suci kicked that Fu Xiu off the performance stage.
As soon as he turned his head, Bai Qingkong was surrounded by three sword repairmen, left and right, his shabby clothes almost turned into cloth strips, hung on his ribs, looking very pitiful.
The three Jian Xiu were surprised. They were the best among their peers. The three of them joined forces to deal with a half-year-old boy. It was already a very bully, but in the midst of this kind of extreme unfairness to him, the boy actually supported all three of them. Up! Not only that, but the sword that smashed into copper and iron was getting harder and harder to deal with.
"I'm here!" After solving the auxiliary Fu Xiu and Zhen Xiu, Lin Suci didn't need a sword anymore, took out the Fu Lu and threw it out, with an octagonal fan in his hand.
Bai Qingkong was affixed to his back by a floating talisman. He, who was about to be exhausted, instantly drew spiritual energy from the talisman. With a slightly weak sword style, he became fierce again.
Lin Suci assisted for the first time, sorting out the talisman that added sex, and tossing it towards Bai Qingkong. After decompressing defenses, strengthening himself, and arming his Patriarch General, Lin Suci shook up the fan in no hurry.
This fan seemed to be light, and with a shook in his hand, he rolled up a wind dragon from the fan, roaring and rushing towards Jian Xiu.
He turned his hand again, changed a fan, and shook it, softly fluttering with the fragrant and crisp wind with the smell of rouge.
The three sword repairers had no support, and they were all in Bai Qingkong's offensive area. They couldn't even make a move to resist. They relied on their bodies to resist the two successive wind blows.
Two wind blows, one soft and one hard, came alternately, and the three monks gritted their teeth. Unexpectedly, it was just thunder and heavy rain. After the impact, they did not leave any impact on them.
It's just that in this breath, the three of them are a little slack.
Bai Qingkong saw the right time, dancing with a volley sword in a fierce pursuit.
Lin Suci turned the octagonal fan in his hand, and watched Bai Qingkong's momentum under the siege of the three people again. With a pinch of his fingers on the handle of the fan, the octagonal fan directly became larger and lifted into the air, and it spun naturally.
A hurricane hit violently.
The three monks were still seriously fighting against Bai Qingkong. The hurricane that struck from behind was like a violent wind and huge waves. It did not give the three people a chance to resist. They were directly caught in the eye of the wind and thrown into the sky.
Bai Qingkong, completely unaffected by the hurricane, pursued the victory with one sword and one sword and shot all three of them down.
Lin Suci put away the fan.
The two clapped again.
"Xingchen, you are amazing!" Bai Qingkong was panting, his face flushed with sweat.
Lin Suci smiled and looked at the "force" Jian Xiu who was sent off to perform in Wutai: "You are the best."
The two cooperated three times, and a total of ten people were sent away.
Directly cut off the opposite half of the country.
Only four people remained on the stage.
There are two people in the city lord mansion, two people opposite.
Opposite a sword repair, a physical repair, abruptly relying on his own strength to get to this point.
Opposite them, however, was a guy who leaned on a volley sword to open his golden fingers, and a guy who leaned on a cheeky to behave as a hooligan.
Bai Qingkong and Lin Suci looked at each other, and saw what they wanted in each other's eyes.
Then they all raised their heads, facing the two Wu Xiu with numb scalp on the opposite side, they simultaneously showed a shy smile.
The two monks on the opposite side acted first and rushed towards Lin Suci together.
They can all see that the young sword repairer is tenacious and tough. Although it is difficult to deal with, it still has a battle with strength. The premise is that you can't let the assistant shot.
Lin Suci didn't rush, took out dozens of talismans from the coat, and "touched" his bamboo spring.
The earplugs plugged his ears, Lin Suci jumped up, and the talisman in his hand formed a formation. Taking advantage of the moment when two people rushed towards him at the same time, he blew the bamboo spring in his hand.
The crisp spring sound is harsh and loud.
There was obvious pain on the faces of the two monks, but they kept walking, and quickly moved towards Lin Suci.
Lin Suci had been prepared long ago. The moment the two monks rushed over, his body turned into a cloud and disappeared.
With a sword and a punch, it was empty.
A sword struck behind him.
Bai Qingkong quickly fought with the two people.
The bamboo spring in Lin Suci's hand urged with a sound, and the tune continued to rise, sharp and piercing to the point of bursting.
The physical training couldn't stand it anymore, and gave up the white sky, turned his head and rushed towards Lin Suci with a loud shout.
Lin Suci didn't rush and ran away.
Physical training quickly caught up.
There are only four people left in the empty and "dangling" martial arts stage, finally giving Lin Suci room to play. As a demon cultivator, his physical ability can be used at this moment, and he ran into an afterimage to make the body. Xiu chase can't catch up.
But in this way, he didn't have the time to play the bamboo reel.
That Jian Xiu and Body Xiu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Lin Suci put away the bamboo spring as he ran, and quickly took out the compass he had played before.
He injected a lot of spiritual energy, and the compass turned quickly.
Shi Xiu chased after him, the performance stage suddenly split a crack, and a vine stretched out from it, tightly entangled the legs of the Shi Xiu, the rushing Shi Xiu directly hit a somersault, and fell a few feet away severely.
Lin Su's porcelain compass turned.
"Mission" the fog suddenly rose.
Jianxiu was caught off guard and was severely hit by a sword.
Lin Suci pierced out with a sword, his face changed slightly.
Physical training is worthy of physical training, this sword did not hurt the opponent at all.
Lin Suci couldn't get a single blow, quickly retracted the sword, and then continued to spin the compass.
Before the fog had cleared, Natai Xiu rushed in one direction and stepped out with one foot, but it looked like a muddy tan, and he plunged deep into it.
He reacted extremely quickly, and he jumped up, and there was another swampy tan under his feet.
Shi Xiu Suo closed his eyes, and rushed towards Lin Suci with the sound of breathing.
The compass in Lin Suci's hand has already turned the third side.
The soft vines gently swallowed all the attacks that Body Xiu launched against him.
After several attacks, he was not able to hit him. After repeated attacks, he was extremely impatient, and slammed on the ground, cracking smoothly, reaching Lin Suci's feet.
The performance stage shakes violently.
Lin Suci shook, almost fell, finally staggered a few steps, and stood firm.
Na Ti Xiu took this opportunity and came straight to the place where the breathing stopped.
Lin Suci rushed to see Shixiu, as if caught off guard, let out an ah.
Rejoicing floated on the body repair face, and punched out!
Hit a blank.
The hit Fulu slowly drifted down, and Lin Suci flashed behind Ti Xiu, taking advantage of his body to lean forward and punching towards Fulu, gently pushing behind him.
The body repairer who had already been led to the edge of the martial arts stage fell down.
Lin Suci exhaled and turned his head.
Under Bai Qingkong's sword, the sword repairer was also weak to resist, and finally bowed his head.
Two people stood on the martial arts stage.
Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong looked at each other.
"What to do?" Bai Qingkong scratched his hair, "We are both invited by the city lord, do we have to divide it?"
Lin Suci knew it too, confused: "Should I want it?"
In the original book, Bai Qingkong won the first place, right
"Then what shall we do?" Bai Qingkong and Lin Suci looked at each other.
Lin Suci asked: "Do you want to fight?"
"No, no!?" Bai Qingkong shook his hands quickly, "I don't want to fight you."
I don't know if it is because of friendship, or because he has seen Lin Suci's unrestrained play style, Bai Qingkong does not want to confront him.
Lin Suci thought for a while: "Should we... guess the box?"
Bai Qingkong: "... I think it's OK."
Before the last afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, the elders pulled by two young shadows on the martial arts stage. Lin Suci and Bai Qingkong were in the eyes of hundreds of people, carefully guessing a boxer.
"Scissors... Rock... Cloth!"
Scissors from Lin Suci, rocks from Bai Qingkong.
"Ah, I won." Bai Qingkong was silly.
Lin Suci sighed.
"Then you will be number one."
Destiny cannot be violated.
The twenty-eight people who lost in the audience, whether from the City Lord's Mansion or from the opposite sect, were all stern and could not believe it.
They just let these two little ghosts be defeated
At this moment, regardless of the sect, the 28 people have a feeling of grief and indignation.
"Hahahahaha..."
Chihaina shook his fan and swaggered down, his eyes full of smiles.
"I'm sorry, the first and second are all taken care of by the city lord."
"What you mentioned before," Chihaina said slowly to the black-faced representatives of the school, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate."
The representatives of those sects turned their eyes from Bai Qingkong to Lin Suci again, gritting their teeth and laughing.
"The city lord is so powerful. Where did you recruit the juniors? It's really different."
"No matter where it came from, it's now a guest of my Tiansheng City City Lord's Mansion." Chi Haina shook his fan, energetic.
He pointed at Bai Qingkong and Lin Suci with a fan: "This city lord is not a stingy person. You two won first and second for this city lord, and this city lord also has to say something."
Nearly a thousand people in the martial arts field heard with their own ears the clear voice of the lord of Tiansheng City, Chihaina.
"Ye Xingchen, Bai Qingkong, this city lord has given you the pass order for the Yunxiao Continent Trial Tower."