Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 178

After seeing Qin Chuan put down his machete and pick up a broom, everyone was in an uproar.

"Young regiment leader is a rare master among the younger generation in Qingshan Town. This guy is too arrogant."

"Under the age of twenty, the head of the young regiment is already a half-step fighter. It seems that this contest has come to an end."

"Where did you come from, you really don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth."

There is no doubt that the weather vane on the scene instantly pointed to the leader of the Langtou youth.

Young regiment leader: "Now it's too late for you to change your mind and take on a good knife to compete with me."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Qin Chuan made a feint, and the head of the young regiment was not prepared to be bluffed, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"I admit that you really pissed me off!" The head of the young group sprayed a sip of wine on the blade.

Wang Er Er stood up, "I'm afraid it's not suitable for the two of you to exchange ideas here, it's better to move outside."

"Just right, I can let go, come..."

Before the young regiment leader finished speaking, Qin Chuan immediately replied, "This is enough, just a few tricks."

"Arrogance!" The head of the young regiment turned around and slashed horizontally. The sharp wind of the knife came towards him, and the hair on the side was blown up.

Qin Chuan moved his footsteps, retreated half of his body, turned the broom, and took advantage of the length of the broom.

The round-handled wood quickly poked at the connection between the young regiment leader's calf and the sole of his foot. Before his horizontal chop could arrive, Qin Chuan had already taken a step ahead and attacked his weak point.

The young captain instantly lost his balance on one foot, groaned, and fell to the ground.

Qin Chuan turned the broom, and the thin bamboo strips casually swept the face of the young regiment leader, stirring up some dust.

The young commander stood up in a hurry, slashing randomly with the scimitar in front of his eyes, and made a "bah, bah, bah" sound in his mouth, trying to spray out the dust that entered his mouth.

Touching his face, the raised horizontal stripes felt bloody to the touch.

"I, my face, Qin Chuan, you dare to scratch my face! I'm not finished with you." The young regiment leader's anger soared.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong. Although Qin Chuan is holding a wooden object, it does not lose the slightest attack distance.

The scimitar tilted, and an airtight slash was directed at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but take two steps back. He originally thought about the weak points of the attack, but unfortunately this guy's swing speed was a bit fast and he couldn't attack for a while.

Then his figure flickered, and he appeared strangely behind the young regiment leader, kicking towards the waist.

The young regiment leader staggered two steps, then turned around in disbelief, "When did you get behind me?"

The little fairy doctor's brows raised slightly, "How did Qin Chuan do it? It's so fast."

The head of the young regiment gasped heavily, and his vindictiveness began to fluctuate, "You forced me to do this!"

"Oh, you finally couldn't help but use your fighting spirit?" Qin Chuan's expression remained unchanged.

There was no change in mood due to the use of grudges on the other side, and it seemed that this step had been expected long ago.

And everyone at the scene exclaimed, "The good show has begun, the young regiment leader is about to use his fighting spirit, and the battle is about to end."

Qin Chuan flicked the dust off his shoulders with a calm expression.

The broom slanted, picked it up again, and hit the back of the knife in a daze, "It didn't even hit it."

This was somewhat unexpected. Although it was not destroyed, Qin Chuan could see those trembling hands.

Before he could use his fighting skills, the broom pulled out and poked at the young regiment leader's chest.

"Here!" The young regiment leader immediately swung the knife horizontally and blocked it in front of his chest, but he was still knocked out with a dent.

Wood actually knocked the iron out of the pit, with a crisp sound, the young regiment leader's hands were already numb.

Suddenly, a dark force struck, and the broom was split open in an instant, and the bamboo pieces on it burst open in all directions.

Seeing that the "weapon" was broken, Qin Chuan wanted to move away, but the head of the young group seemed unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

He punched Qin Chuan in the face, Qin Chuan caught it with his hand, the other side's knife was raised at an angle, fortunately Qin Chuan turned sideways in time, and only scratched a small inch of his clothes.

"Yellow-level intermediate fighting skills, chop and kill!"

A series of sharp sword qi rushed from a wide range in front.

Everyone's eyes widened, "Are you finally going to make this move? This is his housekeeping skill. These are miserable."

"I thought that you and Wanyaozhai would have some cooperation and give you some face, but you are so serious. Now it seems that there is no need for this."

A light-colored barrier slowly appeared in front of Qin Chuan's body, and instantly turned the saber energy into nothingness.

Facing the machete that was slashing straight down, there was a dark energy in the palm of his hand.

With a "huh", before the knife had time to slash, the dark energy blasted the blade into two halves.

The palm of his hand quickly reached towards his abdomen, and when he saw the knife he thought was extremely sharp, he was stunned for a long time, and a circular pattern was instantly broken by that palm.

The abdominal agitation was a bit exaggerated, and he gasped loudly, everyone heard it.

"Do you still want to fight?" Qin Chuan said pretending to be majestic.

He swallowed heavily, and when he saw that Qin Chuan hadn't killed him, he was glad for a moment, how could he have the guts, "I lost, I lost."

After the scene was silent for a while, discussions continued one after another.

"Losing?!"

"Young regiment leader, he actually lost?!"

"How is this possible, what is this guy's background?"

After being humiliated and embarrassing in front of the little doctor and everyone, the head of the Langtou youth stomped on the ground like iron.

After taking a look at the look on the little fairy doctor's face, he left everyone's sight with his tail between his legs and a disheveled face.

Qin Chuan, who has always been low-key, undoubtedly became the focus of the audience, and many whispered about this young man.

Many people came to Qin Chuan and handed out wine glasses to drink with Qin Chuan and get to know Qin Chuan.

And those members of the Langtou mercenary group couldn't help but clenched their fists as they looked at Qin Chuan's annoyed face.

After spitting a few words at Qin Chuan in a hurry, he left in a hurry.

Because the voices in front of him were a bit noisy, Qin Chuan didn't pay attention to them.

As for the content of those words, Qin Chuan had already guessed in his heart.

It's nothing more than some harsh words, and I don't have the leisure and elegance to argue with them.

"Little friend Qin Chuan didn't expect that he could have such strength at such a young age. He even defeated the young leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. I admire him."

The person who spoke was really the second king of the Storm Mercenary Group. Qin Chuan had a bad impression of him and was too lazy to get up and just stay in his position.

Wang Laoer's expression was a little subtle, "Brother Qin Chuan, are you interested in joining our storm mercenary group? As long as you promise, we can give you one hundred gold coins a month!"

Qin Chuan kept a straight face, said a few words and then perfunctory.

"That's one hundred gold coins. I have to work for three months. Aren't you excited?" asked the little medical fairy.

Qin Chuan smiled, "Follow such a person, be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire..."

(End of this chapter)