"For fifteen days, except for eating and sleeping, we have fought hundreds of games in a row, and we have never lost one game." Lu Dayou raised his eyebrows slightly, his turbid eyes suddenly flashed, and he raised his head and looked at the opposite bank of the dark river. He was surrounded by people. On the battlefield, he was full of energy, like the tireless and majestic undefeated god of war.

Show your sharpness and show your attention.

It is the best explanation for Xiao Chen at this moment. A sword was used by him like a tide, and all kinds of incredible sword techniques were stabbed out from an impossible angle.

One sword after another, like a cold moon.

With a fanatical look on his face, his blood was boiling, and his eyes were as bright as stars. At this moment, he was like this dark underground, the dazzling sun, which attracted everyone's attention.

Anyone who saw him would take a breath and exclaim. Looking at his figure for a long time, then shook his head and sighed and left.

Among them, there were the disciples of the lower yard looking up, and the disciples of the upper yard sighing. Even the true disciples were moved when they saw Xiao Chen.

Lu Dayou understood very well that although the disciples of Huashan are all very energetic and full of hope and practice martial arts diligently, they have always lacked something, but he thought hard and did not know it. It was not until now that he saw Xiao Chen that he suddenly understood what is missing in Huashan now.

Today, on the surface of Huashan Mountain, all the disciples are full of vitality and have excellent energy. But it is like a deep pool, extremely calm and lacks vitality. Xiao Chen is like a big rock, throwing into this deep pool, splashing water, and the deep pool suddenly seems to have come alive.

Xiao Chen used his moving blood and sharpness to show his sensation, causing the entire Huashan underground to sensation and awaken.

Becoming lively again, full of vitality

At this moment, Lu Dayou looked at Xiao Chen, who was showing his sharpness and showing off his storm, as if he had remembered something, and tears of excitement were simmering in his eyes.

"Master Master" Li Sheng looked at Lu Dayou in surprise. For some reason, there were tears in Lu Dayou's eyes, as if he was crying, and he couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's okay, the past is going on again." Lu Dayou shook his head with a smile and said, "He suddenly paused, looked at Xiao Chen in the battle, pondered for a moment: "This group of disciples in the upper courtyard have no effect on Xiao Chen. You can arrange for him the top ten disciples in the upper courtyard."

"Is it a little quick to let him face the top ten in the upper class so quickly?" Li Sheng shouted in surprise. Seeing Lu Dayou's face, he added: "I am worried that the opponent is too strong. Will it hurt Junior Brother Xiao's confidence? After all, his condition is excellent at this moment, and once he suffers some setbacks."

Lu Dayou shook his head, and said with confidence: "I believe Xiao Chen will not be hit because of his opponent's strength."

"Of course, if he is hit hard by his opponent and will never recover from now on, it means he is not the one I am waiting for in Huashan."

Li Sheng nodded vigorously: "Disciple understands, let's continue to arrange this."

"Go." Lu Dayou waved his hand, and when he saw Li Sheng leave, he looked at Xiao Chen on the battlefield again, showing off his gaze, like a dazzling star. He murmured to himself: "It looks so much like Senior Brother Lin at the time, so dazzling, so sharp that he sensationalized me in Mount Hua."

"Xiao Chen, will you be the one that Senior Brother Lin said, I am waiting for in Huashan?"

Once again, he knocked away his opponent's long sword skillfully, put a sword on his shoulder, and defeated the opponent.

Over the years, Xiao Chen has done this kind of action countless times, and even he himself can't remember how many people he has defeated and how many times he has done the action of putting the sword on his opponent's shoulders.

"My junior brother, I'm defeated, do you still want to continue fighting?" The senior brother gave in and asked again.

When Xiao Chen heard this, his eyebrows raised. He was so excited that he was unable to let go. How could he stop? He immediately shouted: "Fight, continue."

"You're too crazy to beat your junior brother." The senior brother immediately opened his mouth wide and wailed and screamed in pain.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "How can you achieve great swordsmanship if you are not crazy?"

The senior brother's forehead turned black, he wailed, begging for mercy, "Little brother, just spare us senior brothers, look at them, you're all afraid of being beaten."

Not to mention this, but when Xiao Chen raised his head and swept away, the senior brothers around him all retreated in fear and shook their hands.

God saw that he was pitiful. Xiao Chen had dared to swear with his personality over the past few days. He really didn't do anything serious. How could these senior brothers be so afraid that they would be as delicious as if they were.

"I saw my junior brother, you are too crazy, like a martial arts fanatic. Although you don't do anything serious, you always lose in your hands, and you are always pestering and beating, which makes people afraid." Then the senior brother explained, and said the reason, then raised three fingers and said, "Senior brother, I'm defeated in your hands three times. Let's not beat you, let's not fight."

"Okay, Junior Brother Xiao has been fighting for a day, so let's stop today. Let's have a meal." At this time, Zhao Fan smiled and asked the senior brother to be rescued immediately. He immediately cheered: "Senior Brother Zhao Fan is right, junior brother, don't work too hard, your body will not be able to stand it. Let's go to eat, go to eat."

Xiao Chen originally wanted to go to dinner after a few fights, but the senior brothers saw him retreating in fear when they saw him like a vicious tiger. Even though he was quite helpless, he had to nod. Zhao Fan came out to speak and nodded immediately: "Okay, then let's have a meal."

He said to eat, which immediately made the Huashan disciples around him cheer, and they cheered in surprise: "I am finally relieved, I can eat."

Looking at this scene, Xiao Chen was stunned. Is it so scary to fight with him? Why does it feel like everyone is fighting him or fighting beasts?

"Junior Brother Xiao, don't be surprised. When you don't fight with you, you look like a tiger with no chance of life. Everyone is afraid of being beaten by you. Fighting with you is simply worse than death." Zhao Fan said with a smile on the side.

"Is I so scary?" Xiao Chen retorted weakly. Well, even he himself didn't know how terrifying it was when he fought. He only knew that when he mentioned the battle, his blood was boiling, and his whole body was about to burn.

"It's so terrifying." Zhao Fan nodded vigorously, laughed, hugged Xiao Chen's shoulder, and walked towards the Huashan Canteen.

The very simple canteen gathered thousands of people in Huashan. Whether it is the lower court, the upper court or the true disciples, they all gathered in the canteen to have dinner together.

Sitting at the very simple wooden table, Zhao Fan took Xiao Chen to eat and said, "Junior Brother Xiao has something to tell you."

"What's the matter with Senior Brother Zhao, please tell me?" Xiao Chen put down the bowls and chopsticks and looked up at Zhao Fan.
Chapter completed!