'Ha ha--'

The drizzle fell to the platform, and a sudden heroic laugh made the young man looking at the restaurant turn his head and look at the strong man with a beard opposite him.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Haha...I laughed at you, a thin leg, and you can't stand my copper stick, hahaha...hahaha--"

Xiong Kuohai was leaning on a mature copper stick, and the laughter shocked the eardrums of the Jianghu Green Forest people in front of the stage were buzzing. After a moment, the laughter stopped, and his eyes were cold. He kicked the stick on the ground. The copper stick buzzed through the air. He pushed it in his hand, and the wooden boards on the ring were squeaking, like a chariot rushing towards the opposite side.

"Boy, go down here!"

clang~~

Bang!

Two different sounds sounded almost at the same time. The moment the sword body was unsheathed, it steadily held the stick head. With huge force, Chen Jing held the hilt in both hands and moved back half a foot. When a twisted moan came from the wooden board under his feet, Chen Jing's body suddenly tilted, and the sword body that was knocked on the stick head was slashed out angrily, and sparks splashed out.

At the other end of the stick, Xiong Kuohai quickly let go, his strong body leaned back flexiblely, and pulled the sword tip towards his nose.

In an instant, his body straightened up, and his elbows clamped the approaching young man's arm, and his other hand clenched his fist and waved it out angrily. However, in the subsequent fight, the Green Forest Heroes in the audience and the people outside almost couldn't see clearly.

I heard a loud "boom".

The strong man, who was like an old bear, stumbled back and rippled, and the next moment, the cloth on his back was shattered, like butterflies flying and spilling. His huge body sat on the ground, and still had the rest of his energy to smooth backwards and hit the wooden stakes at the corner of the platform.

Crack~~

The wooden stake was also cracked like a huge force, and it broke into the waist and fell down the stage. The martial artists below hurriedly avoided it? Come to their senses, the arena in front of them was still shaking slightly.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet? Then it became a 'wow'.

"This knight actually has such internal strength..." "I'm afraid no one dares to go up."

"What happened just now? I didn't see clearly at all."

"I definitely can't sit on the fake position? Xiong Kuohai vomited blood."

"Who dares to go up now?"

On the ring, Xiong Kuohai, who was leaning against half of the wooden stake, staggered up? He covered his chest with an incredible look. He clearly hit the other party with his punch? Why is that person okay? The one he suffered was as if he was hit by a wall.

In the undulating whispers below, he murmured a few times in his thoughts that were almost unable to turn. He staggered and took half a step. He rushed down directly. The old man in charge came up and checked his pulse. He was only seriously injured and fainted. He carried the strong man down to the placement.

"Who else has come up to compete with this young Chen?"

While the old man bowed his hands and shouted, "In the restaurant behind him, Li Yuanba walked back and forth in a hurry?" He called out again: "Master!" But Lu Liangsheng ignored him and looked at the south side of the city with a muddy gaze. He sat on the chair and did not move.

Someone else might not see clearly what happened on the stage just now? But in his perception, he knew the moment when the young man changed his fist? He used magic power and Lu Liangsheng was familiar with the usage of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. When both sides changed their fists, he obviously noticed that the earthly branch had changed positions. The young man was fist but did not fall down. All the strength was poured on the strong man, and even the force was increased a lot.

"Chen Jing has grown a lot over the years."

However, Lu Liangsheng's attention is not on the ring at the moment.

The old man in the ring below shouted again, but no one was coming up around him. Just as he was about to shout the third time, he reached out his hand and stood in front of him. Chen Jing said softly: "Please let me come down and get the war letter!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became even quieter. The eyes were fixed on the young man on the stage and slowly turned around and faced to the second floor of the restaurant.

"Isn't this man going to issue a war letter to Master Yuwen, right?"

"There's a good show."

Sure enough, confirming everyone's guess, Chen Jing raised his arms and clasped his fists heavily toward the side, with a clear and loud voice.

"There is no match for the meal. I dare to invite the one above..." His voice paused, his eyes swept across the people above, and finally landed on the figure who could not sit in the middle, and his words resounded throughout the arena.

“……The old man has done it.”

In his voice, he had only his thoughts. There was only one person who could make Yuwen Tuo give up his seat. If he were there, Xuanyuan Sword would not have the chance to get it, and only the other party would have to come to the scene in person. In addition, the spells he specially prepared were probably able to get it.

"So brave!"

Above the second floor, Yuwen Chengdu slapped the fence with his palm swaying. Yuwen Tuo next to him also frowned, reached out to hold Li Yuanba who was about to jump up, and forced the other party back to stand still. They couldn't go down without the master speaking.

But on the big chair in the middle, the old man who was sitting firmly still looked outside. When the sound below came, his hand pressed on his knees moved slightly, and his turbid eyes burst into a shiny light, as if it had penetrated the rain curtains that had spread across the sky. This sea of ​​people kept pouring in the streets and alleys of crowds.

.........

At the distant city gate, a strong wind blew, and the flags on the city tower broke and fell, and the rolled up mud and dust brushed away the vendors entering and leaving. Among the people, people had to raise their hands and sleeves to cover their mouths and noses, and sat on the ground, as if something had passed by and rushed into the city.

The demonic wind swept the ground, and the golden light chased.

The noisy and lively streets instantly screamed, and the street vendors shouted loudly. The next moment, only the steamer left was still in his hand, and the stall in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The long streets spread out, stalls flew away, banners, tables, chairs, pots and pans, and the people who were hiding were holding their heads and shouting, causing chaos to jump as the dust and gold sped back and forth.

.........

Yiningfang.

The Green Forest people around the ring, whether they had not yet gone up to challenge or were defeated and injured, were all holding the look of watching the show and watching the young man scribbling the war to the old man on the second floor.

The people in the Jianghu didn’t have much affection for the court. Seeing that no one responded there, someone shouted: “The war book has been gone, and there is a ready-made arena, why don’t you dare to come down?!”

"That's right, I dare to strike but not respond. It's considered a matter of fact. If I had escaped in shame, I would have had the face to sit there."

He spoke in response and found that this person was a long-famous knight in the world. When he first came to Chang'an, he commented on the people in the world who came to the world, but most of them were messy words, which caused many people.

"Looking at this style, my white beard and white hair, isn't it a bluff? That Yuwen Shaoqing brought it as a decoration to scare me..."

Before his last word "官" was released, on the second floor, Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting in the chair, flicked his fingers. The man's words suddenly turned into a scream of "Ah Ba Aba~~". He couldn't say a word. He was so scared that he covered his neck and pulled someone over to gesture hard, but no one paid attention to him.
Chapter completed!