[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

This palm hit firmly, Zhu Yurong groaned, flew out backwards, twisted in mid-air, barely landed on the ground, but staggered a step, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Quickly, someone from the Shuibo Sect stepped forward to support Zhu Yurong.

All of them looked bad.

Standing on the stage, Xiao Ruochen glanced around the audience, smiling but not smiling, but that look seemed to be looking for prey, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.He only heard him raise his voice and said, "Is it one of the wins against the young master of Shuibomen?"

The person who supported Zhu Yurong sneered and said, "This time to participate in the martial arts conference, although the young master is not leading the team, the leader is here."

Xiao Ruochen glanced at him speciously, and said, "Then please."

"Uncle Fang." Zhu Yurong breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

Fang Xin nodded, without saying much, handed Zhu Yurong over to others, and stepped onto the martial arts arena.

Xiao Ruochen looked at him, turned around, faced Man Rou, and said, "I have a merciless request."

Man Rou frowned, "Why?"

"If I win the five masters, can the battle for the leader of the martial arts start today?" He smiled politely, "I still have some things to do, so don't delay."

This is simply arrogance to the extreme.

The air-conditioning was sucked on and off the stage.

Manrou's eyes turned cold, and she took a deep breath, "If you really have the ability, it's not impossible to do this!"

Xiao Ruochen smiled, "Thank you, Chengquan."

In the red maple forest around the open space, no one noticed that there was a man and a woman lying on the tree, listening to the movement in the martial arts conference, the man's face was bored, but he smiled and clapped his hands when he heard this, " The deputy suzerain is right! Quick battle, it’s been a while since I’ve been able to play with a few beautiful women, but the disciples of Qiqin Pavilion here seem to be pretty good too..."

He muttered to himself for a long time, and when he saw that the people next to him ignored him, he said in an annoyed manner, "Xuejin Xueying, you think those two girls can really control the poisonous insects in this valley?"

The woman wrapped in white gauze frowned and said coldly, "Only the deputy suzerain can call me that."

"..." Yu Huaguan glanced at her boredly, and heard Shasha continue, "It's okay if you can't control it, this is just a trick."

Yuhuaguan rolled her eyes, "Do you believe that the deputy suzerain will definitely win?"

Sasha nodded without hesitation.

Yuhuaguan turned her head back slowly, and sighed, "Hey... loyal subordinate, boring and boring."

Really boring.

Xiao Ruochen and Fang Xin dated for [-] rounds. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fang Xin was sweating, and his moves began to look loose and clumsy, but Xiao Ruochen still seemed to be strolling in the courtyard. The situation was completely under his control.

Wu Daoming frowned even deeper.

Seeing the situation on the field, Huaishui did not squint his eyes to concentrate on watching, turned his head and whispered, "The leader said he is a member of the Holy Flame Sect?" He paused for a while, with a strange expression on his face, "He wants to seize the leader of the martial arts, isn't he The Sacred Flame Sect wants to seize the leader of the martial arts..."

"More than ten years ago, when the Holy Flame Sect entered the Central Plains, it set off a bloody storm, but they suddenly retreated for some reason." Wu Daoming frowned, "...This time, I am afraid that the comers are also not good."

Huaishui nodded.

Although the Devil's Cult didn't care much about the form of the Baidao League, the Holy Flame Sect attacked the Devil's sect branch and killed countless members. In terms of fighting against the Holy Flame Sect, the Devil's Cult and the Baidao League had the same goal.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the location of the Seven Gods Gang, and saw that the old God of the Seven Gods Gang was sitting on the seat looking at Xiao Ruochen. His eyes seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but the deputy leader next to him looked at Xiao Ruochen. But I couldn't hide my praise.

The deputy head of the Seven Gods Gang was overjoyed, and this kind of publicity made him look good.However, the old gang leader was worried that Xiao Ruochen would make the Bai Dao League hostile to the Seven Gods.

The big tree attracts the wind, he has always acted in a low-key manner, never out of the ordinary, well-behaved, at the moment he is happy that there will be a successor to the Seven Gods Gang, but also worried that the young people will be too aggressive and make everyone suffer.

Huaishui looked at the two of them, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid they don't know Xiao Ruochen's identity..."

Su Yu tilted his head, "Tell them?"

Huai Shui shook his head and said, "Even if we go to explain it now, it's the same thing whether the Seven Gods believe it or not. Even if they believe it, how can Xiao Ruochen listen to them if they let Xiao Ruochen step down? Unless the facts are made public, the martial arts conference will In the rules, there is no one that can make Xiao Ruochen go down now...but how can the Gang of Seven Gods beat them in the face?"

Wu Daoming looked a little dignified, nodded, and looked at Ling Mohan, "The leader ever fought with him? Did he lose or win?"

Ling Mohan said flatly, "Losing."

Wu Daoming was stunned for a moment, then asked again, "The strength of the leader..."

Ling Mohan glanced at Wu Daoming and said calmly, "It's on par with Wu Youyu."

Wu Daoming frowned as he followed closely.

He didn't doubt Ling Mohan's support, but just thinking about it this way, wouldn't the sect masters and gang masters in this match be inferior to Xiao Ruochen?

Just as he was thinking this way, the situation on the field changed suddenly. Fang Xin didn't notice for a while, the vest leaked, how could Xiao Ruochen not notice it, and stabbed straight in with a knife.

"Uncle Fang!" Zhu Yurong yelled, and the person who was supporting him quickly held him down with sharp eyesight, grabbed him up and carried Fang Xin down.

Only then did Xiao Ruochen put away his knife, and said with a smile, "Now, it counts as a win, right?"

He looked at Ling Mohan, but then, his eyes slipped again, and he turned to Huaishui, "Huaihai Clan Master Qing Wushui, ask for advice."

The leader of the Demon Cult is not necessarily the most powerful person, and this is not without precedent in history.Although Huaishui had never fought with Ling Mohan, he knew that his ability was definitely not as good as Ling Mohan's.

However, despite this, how can there be any reason to retreat without a fight?

Safeguarding one's life wisely, or judging the situation and judging the situation, these words have nothing to do with him.

Everyone who really pursues the martial arts is extremely eager to confront the masters, and death is not a pity.

Life is only a hundred years old, when you fight, you fight, so that you can live in the world.

Huai Shui smiled slightly, and the members of the Huai Hai Gang pulled out Qing Wu Shui's treasured sword from behind.Different from Xiao Ruochen's scimitar, this one is as tall as a person, without a scabbard, with a black body, a long handle, a wide back, and a thick blade. Stretching out his hand, he picked it up very naturally and easily, drew a half arc, the sword touched the ground lightly, and the person flew onto the competition platform.

Huai Shui was falling six paces away from Xiao Ruochen, and he said with a smile, "Huai Hai will clean up the water, please be merciful."

He said to be merciful, and with a pull and a pull with his right hand, the long knife danced a phantom, and then slashed at Xiao Ruochen's neck.

His sword is long, while Xiao Ruochen's is short.

For Huaishui, distance is his advantage, but for Xiao Ruochen, only the close body, the scimitar, can display his true strength.

One of the two wanted to keep a distance, and the other wanted to tighten the distance. Hands-to-hands, footsteps intertwined, getting faster and faster. At the end, Su Yu couldn't see who was who, let alone where they were. I just feel that my eyes are full of ghosts.One white gown, one green shirt, two colors mixed together, I am in you and you are in me.

However, Xiao Ruochen never found a chance to really get close.

Huaishui's knife is too long, if he has been unable to get close, I am afraid that this time-consuming and protracted war of attrition will end in the Huaihai Gang's victory.

This is the thinking of almost everyone off the field.

But it wasn't Xiao Ruochen's.

In fact, a knife can exert its power not only when it is held in the hand.

In the first fifty rounds, he had already seen the opponent's weakness.

The tricks are more than powerful, but not flexible enough.The routine is quite satisfactory, flexible and correct, but it lacks a bit of spirituality.

This inexplicable mistake is the most important point.

In the first round of No.60, Xiao Ruochen dodged Huaishui's long knife sideways. Behind his right hand, the person retreated rapidly, exerting force with his fingertips, and threw the scimitar out in a very secret situation.

The half-moon-shaped scimitar made a sharp whistling sound, a sign that it was about to harvest life. It drew an arc in the air at a very strange angle, and was flying towards the gate of Huaishui.

Huaishui hurriedly turned his head away, but he heard the gust of evil wind, and the scimitar circled behind him, without slowing down, it actually circled back again.

All this happened in an instant. At this time, he hadn't retracted the long knife, so he had to lower his head and reach out his left hand to catch it back.

The blade was cutting into the palm of the hand, and it was spinning non-stop. Huai Shui's fingertips exerted force, but they couldn't hold the scimitar and let it slip sideways, but a deep wound was left on the palm of his hand.

Xiao Ruochen didn't give him any time to catch his breath, so he stepped forward, took the knife with his right hand, and slapped it with his left hand, but it was fighting cattle across the mountain. , opened his palms, and met Xiao Ruochen's.

I just felt my chest sink, as if a big rock had been pressed on it.

Huaishui frowned, and simply stepped aside, giving up half of his strength, and shouted, "Wait, wait! If this knife is not easy to use, let me change my weapon!"

Xiao Ruochen raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the reason why the head of the Huaihai Gang can't use his long sword?"

While trying to move his left hand, Huaishui said with a chuckle, "Maybe someone has to hide something."

As he spoke, he took out two wooden tokens from his arms, and while moving his injured left hand, his eyes sank.I don't know which tendon in the palm was severed by the scimitar, but the hand is no longer in control.

After thinking about it, he could only take another wooden sign back.

This wooden sign looked a bit like an execution order before a murderer beheaded. The whole body was dark brown. Although it was made of wood, it gave off a cold light.

Xiao Ruochen's eyes moved, and he suddenly smiled, "So the gang leader likes this kind of weapon?"

Huai Shui also smiled, played with the token in his hand, and sighed, "This is so comfortable to use!"

Su Yu blinked and looked at Ling Mohan, "In this way, Guardian Zuo...can win?"

Ling Mohan shook his head with a cold expression.

The two fought again on the stage, and Su Yu keenly noticed that Ling Mohan's hand was on the hilt of Qiaoxiao's sword, and his eyes were fixed on the stage, as if he was ready to go to the stage to save him at any moment.

The author has something to say: a small paragraph:

Su Yu: In this way, Guardian Zuo can win?

Ling Mohan: (displeased) I didn't even win, how could he? !Where is it possible!

(Master, you... is there something wrong!) Kneel!