Hissing!

Countless sparks of Mars were rammed from the tip of the knife on the ground, and Xiao Chen rushed towards Xie Ziwen directly, facing his palm that swung his chest.

He did not dodge or avoid, and did not retreat at all, as if he was given to Jiang Zimo to beat him.

"What are you doing? The wide open chest is a flaw. With just one palm, it is enough to determine the outcome." The onlookers, seeing this situation, shook their heads and expressed their confusion.

However, Jiang Zimo's face changed slightly. As the applause was about to be printed on Xiao Chen's chest, his toes suddenly snarled on the ground.

He retreated, leaving several afterimages, and he retreated to the edge of the ring and stopped, dissipated his palm power, and said with a wry smile: "You win, I admit defeat!"

"What's going on? If Jiang Zimo prints that palm, he will win!"

"Why did you admit defeat for no reason? You can't understand what the hell is doing?"

"I don't understand, what's going on? Who can tell me? How could I win with just a rush? Jiang Zimo is so weird!"

Looking at Jiang Zimo who suddenly admitted defeat, everyone below was puzzled and could not understand what was going on.

On the high platform, Shi Hailong nodded slightly with a smile, and the old men next to him also nodded secretly.

Some things cannot see anything from the surface without a certain level.

Shi Hailong laughed softly Literature                                                                                                                       

An old man next to him nodded and said, "It is hard to distinguish between the two of them in terms of skills. No one can do anything to Xiao Chen's sword technique and Jiang Zimo's palm technique."

"If you want to win, you can only fight in skills, really use strategy, and tilt the balance of the battle toward yourself according to your own characteristics."

Another person interjected: "Jiang Zimo's characteristic is his persistent combat effectiveness, so he must try to delay the battle situation. Only when the opponent's vitality weakens will he truly take one heavy move to determine the outcome."

"Xiao Chen's characteristics are that his body is strong and his vitality is explosive, but he consumes too much energy after he is polished. Therefore, he used both sides to get hurt and forced Jiang Zimo to decide the outcome with one move, even if he is seriously injured, he would not hesitate to do so."

Shi Hailong chuckled softly and said, "The two of them are talented. I really look forward to the ancient tower. How far they can go may surprise us."

The simple battle, with the explanation of a group of martial emperor-level masters on the stage, made everyone underground stutter.

Unexpectedly, under the seemingly ordinary moves, there are so many tricks that they all think about it and secretly understand it.

Xiao Chen dissipated the green dragon energy in his left hand and looked at Jiang Zimo who had retreated to the edge of the ring and said, "You can actually take a gamble. After I was seriously injured, my body will be weak and may not be able to defeat you."

Jiang Zimo shook his head and smiled, "You don't have to be humble. I am not going to fight without a 70% winning rate. If you win this game, let's see who can go further on the ancient tower!"

Genius has its own confidence in geniuses. Although Jiang Zimo lost this game, he had no doubt about the twenty places, and he would definitely be one of them.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Then we will see the ancient tower!"

The ring battle continued, Xiao Chen was a little helpless. Except for Jiang Zimo, the opponents in the next few rounds were actually timid before the battle and gave in.

At the end of the fifteenth round of lottery, Xiao Chen drew the blue wooden sign number No. 8, and when he walked to the arena with the red wooden sign number No. 8.

The opponent is a relatively interesting person. He took away the heart of the origin of the Supreme Yin Fire by him, Leng Yun, the young owner of the Holy Fire Villa.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was leaping onto the ring, Leng Yun couldn't help but twitch, and his fists were tightly clenched, and his murderous aura was almost released directly.

After calming down for a moment, Leng Yun's face returned to normal and said, "I'm not as good as you, admit defeat."

Xiao Chen didn't want to let him go like this, and smiled faintly: "Why don't you want to return to your original heart when you admit defeat?"

Leng Yun, who was about to end, immediately turned cold when he heard this, and the suppressed anger in his heart burst out with a loud bang, his fingers clenched and thumped.

He practiced the original heart of the Supreme Yin Fire for ten years before he could barely reach the size of a baby's fist.

After ten years of hard work, Xiao Chen took it over directly, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Closed his eyes, Leng Yun took several deep breaths before saying coldly: "It's okay, you keep it first, I will get it back with the capital and interest!"

Xiao Chen looked at the man's back and frowned slightly. This guy was indeed calm.

Being so excited by himself, he can calm his mind and not do anything impulsive. Xiao Chen directly and openly traumatized his plan on the ring, which was considered a failure to end.

The battle ended in a hurry, and Xiao Chen returned to the bottom of the statue of Emperor Tianwu and started to pay attention to the battle on the field with the others.

"Chu Chaoyun is really low-key. He even won fifteen games without saying a word, and even Pei Shaoxuan was defeated by him."

"The most important thing is that he hasn't seen him pull out the sword behind him. I really didn't expect that in addition to Xiao Chen, there are such a powerful person in the Great Qin State."

"I underestimated them before, and Duanmu Qing seemed to have won more than ten games, and her strength should not be underestimated."

The contestants who had no battle outside the field for the time being, or who had already finished the battle, looked at the crowd on the ring and started to talk in a low voice.

Xiao Chen's heart moved and followed everyone's eyes. Chu Chaoyun's opponent was a swordsman from Chu State.

The long sword on his back, and the expression on his face was always as gentle as a breeze, neither deliberate nor artificial.

It seemed as if he was, and it should have been, everything was natural.

I haven't seen each other for half a year. After leaving Tiandao Pavilion, Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen were still the first time I saw him without any change.

Xiao Chen never had any doubts about his strength, even though he has made progress and defeated countless geniuses from various countries.

Facing Chu Chaoyun, I still felt a little unseen, like an old well, the more I thought about it, the more I felt unfathomable.

"I won again. This guy won fifteen consecutive games. Like Zuo Mo Xiaochen and others, he has not lost a single game."

"It's really a dark horse, so surprising!"

After the battle of Chu Chaoyun ended, he had to waste some kung fu, defeated the swordsman from Chu, and then walked down from the stage silently.

After a while, I am afraid no one dares to underestimate him. Lian Jiang Zimo Chu’s tomb Xia Xiyan’s top figure looked at him a little changed.

The night fell quietly, and the first day of the arena battle ended like this, with some people happy and some people sad.

I was lucky and was complacent, saying that the few rounds I encountered were not a powerful person, and I easily solved my opponent and won most of the victory.

The bad luck complained. Most of the fifteen battles encountered a task of Zuo Mo, resulting in more than half of the defeats and the ranking was at the bottom.

Of course these are just a few, most of the luck is neither good nor bad. The opponents are both strong and weak, and rely on their strength to work hard all the way.

Shi Hailong said loudly on the platform: "Don't leave, I'll pay attention to the square for one night today. After the battle will come out tomorrow, the ancient tower must be opened immediately. The ancient tower must be opened before dusk."

When everyone heard this, they did not react much. They just dealt with each other overnight in the square, without any pressure at all.

Each finds a place, sit cross-legged, starts to regulate his breathing or practice.

Xiao Chen found a place with fewer people. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice.

The next morning, the sun shone down, and the warriors sitting cross-legged opened their eyes, got up and began to move their muscles and bones to prepare for a duel for the new day.

At the beginning of the first round of lottery draw, Xiao Chen got the red wooden sign with No. 23, and after the battle of the first eighteen players was completed.

Found a ring, hang the wooden sign on it, and start quietly waiting for your opponent.

I hope there will be no other warrior who is afraid before the battle. That is really nothing, Xiao Chen thought helplessly.

call out!

While he was pondering, a familiar figure jumped onto the ring. The man looked at Xiao Chen and smiled faintly, "I'm a little unlucky. I actually drew a white-robed swordsman who everyone was afraid of."

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man with a serious expression, and said, "Chu Chaoyun!"

Chu Chaoyun smiled faintly and said, "I'll save you from reminiscing about the past. Just like before, you and I will use one move to determine the outcome."

Xiao Chen held his right hand on the hilt of the knife and said, "Yes, I'm also very curious whether your sword edge is still as sharp as before."

The two of them were a hundred meters apart, and each looked at each other intently, their momentum constantly gathering, and their eyes were in the air.

It was like swords fighting each other, and there were faint sounds of ping-pong sounds, and the airflow on the ring was spinning rapidly between the ground.

The two of them were blowing, their clothes were dancing and their silk was fluttering. At some point, Chu Chaoyun's right hand had been quietly placed on the hilt of the long sword behind him.

On his handsome facial features, the light wind and clouds of the past slowly dissipated, replaced by a solemn expression hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cautious, and while the momentum was brewing, the artistic conception of thunder and the artistic conception of killing began to merge quickly.

He never had the confidence to win against Chu Chaoyun, and his first half-match defeat was in the hands of the opponent.

The second time in the battle, in the ruins of Lihuomen in the Moshui Forest, the battle was forced to stop the battle due to the interference of others.

Since Xiao Chen debuted, those opponents who had stepped on him and defeated him were eventually rebelled by Xiao Chen.

Then he threw it away from him, leaving an insurmountable gap for those people that he could never cross.

Only Chu Chaoyun was unpredictable from the beginning. Even though he had repeatedly adventures and spent all his time on cultivation, he still couldn't see through the other party.

But Xiao Chen was never afraid of challenges. A long time ago, when he was only in the realm of a martial arts master, he dared to fight Chu Chaoyun.

Now that the gap is narrowing, he is no longer the Xiao Chen he used to be, so why don’t he dare to do it!
Chapter completed!