Chapter 459 Sword Test Hundred Clans
The second battle has already started in the arena, Zhao Changhe faced a big man with a beard.
There are many types of Gu, those that assist oneself, those that are used to attack like beasts, those that take effect only after entering the opponent's body, and those that form various energy release effects.
At this moment, what Zhao Changhe was facing was a strange kind of release.
With a palm strike, the flames blazed.
That's not a palm, it's a fire Gu.
For Low Wu, things like flames and thunder are very incomprehensible. It's not like in the game that every fireball will drop a piece of blood. Fire can directly burn people to death... The land list is so severe that I dare not carry thunder with my body. It's the same, once it is set on fire, at least it will be seriously injured.
So Suzaku's combat power is often overestimated by people, and I always feel that Xuanwu's inconspicuous nature is not as scary as Suzaku. In Maitreya's last battle, Suzaku's fire had little effect on Maitreya's body like a corpse. This was the first time Suzaku encountered a situation since he practiced. Most of the time, his opponents did not dare to face her flames.
Zhao Changhe thinks that if this kind of trick is used in Middle Earth, at least the battlefield will be invincible... I don’t know if there are many of them, is it difficult to cultivate?
With a flash of thought, the sword has already been released, directly passing through the raging fire coming from the front, and reaching the opponent's palm.
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Big Han people are stupid, why are you not afraid of fire?
He stopped in a hurry, but his subtlety of changing palms was far inferior to that of Meng Tai just now. How could he avoid Zhao Changhe's sword?
Hearing a "clang", his palm was suddenly like a stone, blocking the sword!
Copper Skin Gu!
But at the next moment, the big man still screamed and retreated quickly, the palm of his hand was still cut, and a fiery red Gu worm came out of his hand, which looked cute unexpectedly.
Gu worms can strengthen the skin surface like gold, stone, copper and iron. However, it is a pity that the ancient sword Dragon Emperor is a divine sword. Even if it does not exert special power, its material is cut from gold and jade.
The big man pushed the Gu worm's head back, bandaged his palms, and was still puzzled: "Why is Guardian Si not afraid of fire? You didn't use much powerful zhenqi to disperse the flames?"
Zhao Changhe smiled: "I said that I also have Gu, my Juli Gu also has anti-fire Gu, don't conflict."
It is true that there is no conflict, but everyone's Gu worms have been cultivated for a long time, not one person can possess countless Gu, and if he finds one, he will stuff one into his body. What about your oiran?
伱Is luck really so good, the Gu worms cultivated since childhood are so precise, just right for the opponent in this battle?
This time, even Sisi didn't understand, so she quietly asked Yue Hongling, "How did he avoid the fire?"
Yue Hongling was a little unconfident: "It feels...as if he is close to flames, and can disintegrate the energy of flames that are not too strong... This person's flame Gu is just within his acceptable range. Strange, when did he practice the fire element?" Is it related to exercises?"
Sisi shook her head, she didn't know.
How dare Zhao Changhe tell them that this was the intention of kissing with Huangfuqing in the Kungang secret realm back then, but that is the twenty-eight winged fire snake, who is this person's fire. It's a pity that Huangfu is unwilling to practice dual cultivation, otherwise it won't be difficult for him to turn his flames back.
Zhao Changhe let out a long breath, held his sword and asked again: "Who else wants to teach?"
"Whoosh!" An almost invisible Gu insect attacked from behind.
Zhao Changhe's ears moved slightly, and on one side of his body, the Gu worm brushed past his neck, and it was a sneak attack that directly killed him!
Zhao Changhe is not polite, he catches up with his sword, and he will slice the Gu worm into two pieces.
The Gu worm fluttered its wings and dodged the sword very lightly, turning to the right and flying away, and it was about to fall into the hands of a tall and thin man.
"Come back, you!" Zhao Changhe grabbed with his left hand.
A vortex-like energy exploded in front of it, and the Gu worm seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, screaming, but couldn't even fly half an inch.
Crane control skill!
The tall and thin man was shocked, and stretched out his hand to catch his Invisibility Gu, but the Gu worm screamed and rushed towards him, its invisible wings brushed over the tall and thin man's fingers, dripping with blood.
The man withdrew his hand urgently, the sword light flickered in front of his eyes, Zhao Changhe's sword had already reached his throat!
Zhao Changhe flicked his wrist, and the long sword surpassed the laws of physics. It was half a minute faster and pierced the man's throat before Lei Zhentang intercepted it.
"Dang!" Miao Dao only touched the long sword at this time, and the powerful force shocked Zhao Changhe to withdraw the sword and retreat, but the man was already clutching his throat, and fell to the ground on his back.
There was an uproar in the hall.
Lei Zhentang pointed at Zhao Changhe, and sternly said, "Who will allow you to kill in a martial arts competition?"
"He used the invisibility Gu to sneak attack on me. If I didn't dodge, I would be the one lying on the ground." Zhao Changhe's expression remained unchanged: "People respect me one foot, and I respect others. If people want to kill me, please Go to **** first. I have always been fair."
Lei Zhentang said indifferently: "Who can be sure if he just wants to touch your neck to make you admit defeat? In any case, whoever kills first will be sentenced to lose. Who has an opinion?"
Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "The joint union has not been completed, and your words are too early."
He held his sword and asked again: "Who wants to fight!"
"I come!"
"I come!"
Several men jumped out, looked at each other for a while, and laughed.
Lei Zhentang's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
No matter what different cultures, the ethos of emphasizing heroes is common.
Others are willing to compete with this miraculous swordsman, but you have not yet completed the alliance, so what qualifications do you have to be a judge?
And many people in the arena realized that this Si Laoye was facing the battle of the wheel, and he was so heroic without fear. If he really wins to the end, he has nothing to say, he deserves a seat, and maybe many small clans are willing to listen to him A little more than listening to the other four clans.
This is the hero.
Zhao Changhe looked at Lei Zhentang with a half-smile, and said leisurely: "Patriarch Lei is still standing here, does it mean that he wants to compete with me in person?"
Lei Zhentang said: "It seems to be all right?"
"Then Patriarch Lei has thought it through clearly. If you win, it's okay. If you accidentally lose to me, this black seedling seat doesn't seem to be too secure..." Zhao Changhe pointed his long sword away, and his smile suddenly disappeared: "Can we fight?"
Lei Zhentang's face was cloudy and uncertain.
It's not that I think I'm going to lose, but that it's too ugly.
The majestic leader of the strongest ethnic group, recognized as the strongest in the arena, ran out to compete with a small clan of several hundred people and an unknown guardian?
Do you have face if you win? In case of being scratched and slightly injured, that is something that will be talked about and ridiculed for a year. Just think about what happened to Xue Canghai from the Central Plains.
What's more, this Si Laoye has fought many times in a row, which is also exhausting. Can he really carry it to the end in the wheel battle? Let him consume it, and in the end someone else will make the final decision.
Thinking of this, Lei Zhentang winked at the group on the side, who nodded slightly. Lei Zhentang finally smiled boldly: "Competing me with a fledgling young man like you? It's embarrassing. This is your arena, let's continue."
After finishing speaking, he returned to his seat, and continued to watch the competition calmly.
Zhao Changhe knew what he was thinking, smiled indifferently, suddenly took out a wine gourd, and took a swig: "The more you wear brocade clothes, the less hero you have. It's a pity that a good friend is not here, so few people drink with each other."
Pan Wan's eyes flashed the color of reward, and she asked specifically: "You have fought three games in a row, do you want to rest?"
Zhao Changhe hung the gourd back on his waist, without turning his head, and pointed his sword at the field: "It's a grand meeting, why should we rest? The spirit clan is out of the mountain, and the swords test hundreds of clans. If there is any special method, just come up!"
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PS: It’s late today, the reason for a long absence: I was reported, and I need to change some places. Such a clear book still messes with me, tsk...
I also want to tell the reporting dog, your report is really useless, because this book is really clean, oriented and chivalrous, no matter where you report it, you just change some small words and sentences, it takes less than half an hour, and even my mentality It won't affect...but it will cause tens of thousands of people to scold your mother. Is it all worth it?
It’s been a long time since your colleagues haven’t touched this book. After all, not everyone is so mentally handicapped. Wipe your red eyes and find another book, dear.
Push a copy of "I add some practice in the mysterious world", Gou Daowen of the Two Realms, if you are interested, you can read it~
(end of this chapter)