Chapter 208 The soul is frozen and the soul is thousands of miles cold
Xia Chichi's eyes were completely crazy, and the surging thoughts in his heart were indescribable to outsiders.
This may be the first gift I gave him, it’s only a few copper coins...
He just needs to stay on him. The most surprising thing is that despite this **** journey, the gourd has not been broken...
It seems that God is also carefully safeguarding his memory and the past between him and her.
From that momentary temptation to now, all that is left is joy.
As my thoughts were wandering, I seemed to hear Wang Zhaoling saying: "Brother Situ, you are not injured or in pain, do you want to continue the challenge?"
Situ Xiao stopped drinking and wiped his mouth: "Are there any rules for organizing this martial arts competition? Can't you just challenge it freely?"
Wang Zhaoling said: "I originally had a plan to draw lots, but when Brother Situ made such a fuss, I felt that it was meaningless, so I just challenged him freely."
Situ smiled and praised: "Actually, you're not bad..."
At least he can hold it up and put it down, he is relatively free and easy, and he will not become gloomy because his plans are messed up.
Wang Zhaoling smiled and said nothing.
Situ Xiao continued to drink: "I'm exhausted for the time being, let's take a rest. Let's see if anyone can itch me."
Wang Zhaoling nodded: "Anyway, neither of you will participate in the competition for rewards. In that case, the martial arts debate will officially begin now. Do any of you want to come out and be the ring leader like Brother Situ? If not, Wang will act according to the draw of lots. "
I thought there would be no such thing. Apart from Situ Xiao and his own Xuanguan Eighth Layer, who was superior to others, who else dared to come out and challenge the heroes to be the champion to deal with the wheel battle?
But just when his thoughts turned to this, a girl in white wearing a tiger head mask suddenly appeared in the field, and said calmly: "Xia Chichi, the Four Elephant Sect, please teach the heroes of the world."
Zhao Changhe was drinking and almost choked to death when he coughed violently.
Suzaku, who had been watching quietly from the rooftop in the distance, was stunned.
Cui Yuanyang had a piece of cake stuffed in his mouth and his eyes widened.
The whole scene changes color.
Three people in a group don’t understand, what are you doing?
Didn’t you just say that if you had known that you wouldn’t have come to do such boring things, it would be a waste of time, wouldn’t it?
Could it be that the battle just now aroused the warrior's blood and made his hands itchy?
But your identity is sensitive, wouldn't you be provoking the right way by jumping out like this? Just look at everyone's changed expressions now. It's not the same nature to appear with Situ Xiao. Can you withstand the wheel battle?
What's more, as a saint of the Four Symbols Sect, you participated in a competition organized by the royal family, and the face of the Four Symbols Sect was stepped on by you yourself. Wouldn't Venerable Suzaku beat you to death when you go back?
But Xia Chichi said indifferently: "How to calculate the winner? Defeat all opponents? Or just win the most games?"
He actually participated in the competition as a contestant...
Zhuque narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized what Xia Chichi was doing.
Zhao Changhe finally rushed to her side, pulled her sleeve, and whispered: "What are you doing?"
Xia Chichi smiled: "Help you get the treasure."
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat and he stared at the little tiger's mask intently, speechless.
Xia Chichi added: "I recruit you for the Holy Religion, and I heard that this is your condition. So don't try to persuade me hypocritically, I must fight in this competition."
Suzaku: “…”
That’s right…
Wang Zhaoling over there was very happy. The saints of the Four Symbols Sect participated in the competition, and the level and authority of the martial arts discussion was raised to a higher level. As for the reward being taken away by Xia Chichi? Impossible, she is not strong enough to deal with someone who is deliberately targeted.
Thinking of this, he said: "If the competition is based on drawing lots, of course the final winner will be considered. If it is such a free challenge, then it is enough to win the most games. No one can withstand the wheel battle and defeat all opponents. Neither Brother Situ nor I dare to say this Big words.”
Lu Bingcheng couldn't hold it in any longer, so he jumped out first: "Witch, I'm here to meet you!" He had to be the first to come out. He was the one who made trouble before, but when it came to serious matters, he didn't dare to take action. Wouldn't he be laughed at? die?
Xia Chichi glanced at him and said calmly: "In normal times, you wouldn't even be qualified to fight with me. You are honored to win multiple games today."
Grass?
Even though he was just chasing ducks to put it on the shelves, Lu Bingcheng was really angry at this moment and sneered: "Then let me see if the Four Symbols Sect's ability to be a saint of two sects is as amazing as it is boasted to be!"
“Choke!”
The long sword was unsheathed and headed straight for Xia Chichi's mask, as if he wanted to wipe off her face in full view of everyone.
Lu Bingcheng’s entrance hall has six layers and hidden dragons twenty.
It's a bit humorous to say that the first fifty Qianlongs are basically six-level or above, but the eighteenth one is five-level, which is very dazzling, and no one thinks it's wrong.
After all, the Hidden Dragon Ranking is not a ranking of strength. Zhao Changhe’s abnormal cultivation speed and actual combat mastery add too many points to the judgment of potential. Who dares to dissent? If you don’t accept it, you can try to reach this level within eight or nine months?
Don't say eighteen, now I'm afraid everyone present is willing to recognize him as one of the top three players in terms of potential.
But Zhao Changhe knows that he cannot be ranked among the top three. The speed of practice is only one indicator of potential, not the whole. For example, it does not mean that he will definitely break through some major thresholds in the future. The closer you are to the top of the pyramid, the more you are a true eighth or ninth level player, and that is the one who has been truly verified, and you will not let a fifth or sixth level player rank in the top three.
That's a long way to go. In short, Xia Chichi has seven levels of entrance hall and Lu Bingcheng has six levels of entrance hall. On paper, Xia Chichi has a complete victory. But this gap is actually not big. We are all hidden dragons, so don’t be careless, otherwise you will capsize...
And Lu Bingcheng doesn’t have to win against you. As long as you spend more, the next battle will naturally become more difficult.
Under the gaze of everyone, the tip of the sword passed across the vast hall, and in the blink of an eye it was less than three inches away from the mask.
Xia Chichi had been standing there calmly until this moment when she suddenly moved.
The ice soul comes out of its sheath, and a cold light suddenly appears.
People far away seemed to feel the biting sharpness and coldness, and their faces hurt from scratches.
Some people didn't even have a clear look when they saw blood splattering on Lu Bingcheng's chest. His whole body fell to the side like a kite with its string cut off, and he curled up into a ball. They didn't know whether he was in pain or cold. Look, the wound started to freeze quickly, the scene was extremely strange.
The whole audience was shocked.
It was actually a matter of seconds with one sword strike!
Zhao Changhe retreated to his seat, his mouth half-opened in shock.
This is also the first time in a long time that he has seen Chi Chi make a formal move, so strong...
The unparalleled sharpness of the sword can be felt from the side, and Lu Bingcheng's despair can be felt. It is really a chill that destroys everything, and the ice that freezes the soul.
Zhao Changhe suddenly came to a realization - I can't seem to **** beat Chichi.
Speaking of which, Chi Chi is actually a cold swordsman. Doesn’t it match the Chi Chi we know... She is very well-behaved and cute...
In the distance, an old man from the Wang family sighed in a low voice: "This White Tiger's Edge has returned to the world after not seeing it for many years. The sword is an ice sword, and it seems that she still intends to inherit the Xuanwu Technique... Is she also possessing the Qinglong Technique? Such a wild heart ”
“If you include Chili Yue Hongling, this Qianlong... may be the strongest overall class in the past hundred years. It is really turbulent and the stars are shining brightly.”
Suzaku took a deep breath to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
The world has only known Suzaku for a long time, as if there is no one else in the world... The White Tiger's Front, which has been dusty for a long time, finally reappears in this world.
This is the future of Four Symbols Religion! How could Suzaku allow such a saint to fall in love with someone!
Xia Chichi didn’t even look at Lu Bingcheng, who was huddled up next to him. He pointed his sword horizontally and said calmly: "Is there any other hero... who wants to teach me?"
The whole place was solemn, and for a moment it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Only Lu Bingcheng's moans seemed so permeable under the silence.
Some people who were ranked the same as Xia Chichi were actually frightened by this aura. They hesitated for a moment and thought over and over about Xia Chichi's sword just now.
They are both on the seventh level. Wouldn’t it be too ugly if they were blocked even if they went up?
White tigers roar in the hall, Xuanwu rises from the icy ocean, the biting chill penetrates everyone's heart, and frost freezes thousands of miles away.
(End of this chapter)