The Nine Cauldrons

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Chapter 6 is too far behind

Six thousand black armored soldiers immediately dispersed, and under their original standing, there were eight large blocks of black rock paved platforms. Each ring is ten feet long and wide, and the black armored sergeants are scattered around the ring.

"It seems that last time without my old Xia, my younger brother, you can easily beat those two boys." Xia Shuo did not feel embarrassed at all. "Well, younger brother, I'm in the ring first. You can challenge me. . "

Having said that, at the foot of Xia Shuo, he leapt onto the ring a few feet away.

The original eight centurions all went to the ring.

These eight people bowed slightly towards the four major commanders and suzerains in the distance.

"Let's go! Nine of you, you can choose any of them to challenge." The silver-haired old man in black robe said indifferently, the other three commanders and the suzerain were all high, watching the upcoming competition on the eight platforms from a distance.

"Brother Niu, today some of our brothers, if they were driven down by them, it would be embarrassing." Xia Shuo turned and smiled at the centurion "Niu Zhan" on a ring next door.

"Just they want to win our brothers too? The blood of these years is in vain? Just the fist of my old cow, hum ... let them one hand, they also do not want to win my old cow." The size of Niu Zhan, and Xia Shuo is relatively close, and all belong to the bulk.

"Brother Niu is right, haha ​​..." The other centuries on the ring also laughed.

Obviously, these eight former centurions were full of pride.

"Which one of you is the first challenge!" Niu Zhan shouted.

"You stupid cow, let this girl teach you lessons!" The first one who couldn't help it was the yellow robe girl 'Wuman'. At the foot of this Wuman's foot, he fell to the place where the cattle exhibition was located. On the ring, she also pulled out the long sword behind her.

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Teng Qingshan and other eight first-rate martial artists were not in a hurry. After all, it was just a fight between seventeen people. Looking at the strengths of others is beneficial to the immediate competition.

"Qingshan, can you say that girl can win?" Teng Qinghu stood aside.

"That girl named Wu Man?" Teng Qingshan shook his head, "I can't be sure, this cattle show, obviously has much experience in fighting. But this Wu Man is said to be a disciple of the Sect Master of Yuanyuan, maybe there are any special attack moves. Looking at Yes! "

Teng Qingshan did not dare to make a decision before the battle.

"Haha, Xiaoman this child." Zhuge Yuanhong, the suzerain, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

The only female leader among the four major leaders saw a smile on her face when she saw Wuman.

At this moment, almost everyone's attention is on this ring.

The Niu Zhan frowned: "Xiaoman, will you challenge me?"

"Big stupid cow, you hear clearly, your centurion position is the girl's position. Hurry up and take out your weapon, otherwise, it will be too late to regret." Wu Man was holding a long sword, confident.

"Hmm, let you a hairy girl, give me a fight. I'll practice it for forty years. Come on, deal with you. It's not worth using weapons." The long gun with the side of this bull show is not pulled out, just Watch Wuman empty-handed.

Wu Man snorted, and the long sword moved in his hand—

"call out!"

A cyan light cut through the sky, and the sword tip of the long sword had reached the front of Niu Zhan.

Niu stretched to one side, his right hand snapped on the sword surface. Seeing that the face of the sword was about to be photographed, Wuman turned a long sword, and the blade turned to Niu Zhan's palm. If this bull show is still photographed like a palm, the palm will be cut off.

"Peng!" The earthquake shook.

The rocks on the ring burst violently, and one of the rocks slammed into Wuman's belly.

"Poof!" Wu Man's mouth spouted blood, his face pale.

"You're ridiculous!" Wu Man anger pointed at the cattle exhibition.

It turned out that this bull show just faked the sword with your hand. The real trick was to secretly crack the ground rock with internal strength. When Wuman approached, the toes picked up a rock, which contained internal strength and hit Wuman.

Niu Zhan laughed and said: "Xiaoman, I have to fight hard just now, with a little more inner energy. You will die! This is really fighting, not because you have a high sword skill, you will definitely win."

"Well, Xiaoman, you lost." Zhuge Yuan, the patriarch in the stands, said loudly.

"Humph, stupid cow." Wu Man wiped the corner of his mouth, hated down the ring.

Teng Qingshan also smiled when he saw this. The Centurions of the Black Armor had experienced life-and-death fights and had rich experience. What hardship could Wuman suffer under the protection of the patriarch? Even if the sword skill is strong, the inner strength is also strong, but the real fight is instantly defeated.

Wuman got out of the ring, but was heading towards Teng Qingshan.

"Huh?" Teng Qingshan frowned.

"Sister Wuman!" A soft voice rang from behind Teng Qingshan. Teng Qingshan turned and saw that a beautiful woman in a pale yellow gauze came along with the Tsing Yi teenager. Beautiful girl.

The Tsing Yi teenager laughed and said, "Sister, don't you say that you want to take a Centurion's post and show us? We will lose this time, haha ​​... Your Tsing Yi sword tactic is very powerful. It ’s too stupid, so it ’s so easy to hit! "

"Dead Xiaoyun!" Wu Man gritted his teeth, "Also, Qingqing, you also accompany your brother, bully your sister, don't you?"

The beautiful girl laughed softly.

Teng Qingshan noticed a scene-his cousin Teng Qinghu was staring at the beautiful girl without blinking, not only Teng Qinghu, but many people around him looked at this beautiful girl.

"This girl is naturally charming?" Teng Qingshan's previous life as a killer, after psychological quality training, it is difficult to seduce him. Some simple guys such as Teng Qinghu are easily tempted.

"Sister Wuman, you said that there is a 16-year-old first-rate warrior named Teng Qingshan, where is it?" The Tsing Yi teenager asked.

"Look, isn't that what it is?" Wu Man pointed to Teng Qingshan.

The Tsing Yi teenager's eyes lit up and even came over and smiled: "Brother Teng, my name is Zhuge Yun! I heard your name yesterday. This is my sister Zhuge Qing." The girl beside him also looked carefully Teng Qingshan smiled and said, "My name is Zhuge Qing! It turns out that you are Teng Qingshan, a genius like my brother."

"Who can catch up with Xiaoyun." Wu Man said beside him, "That's why I have a lot of inner strength, Xiaoyun, but in March, I realized the monster of Qingguang Sword Art!"

artistic conception?

Teng Qingshan took a closer look at Zhuge Yun, and he knew that this young man was the legendary genius of Gui Yuanzong, Zhuge Yun, the young master.

"Lost again!" Wu Man said suddenly.

Although Teng Qingshan was talking, he also paid attention to the competition on the ring. After Wuman, another first-class warrior "Liu Liang" went up to challenge. It was still flying outside the ring with a knife, and lost!

In the two consecutive battles, the challengers have failed.

"The weakest Centurion of the Black Armored Army has such strong strength." Teng Qingshan admired in his heart.

"Haha ... None of your nine is awesome. It's so boring to fall on one side!" Said Niu Zhan with a laugh, and many of the Black Armored Sergeants who were watching the battle also laughed. The sergeants still supported the eight centurions.

More than 300 warriors who passed the entrance examination were ugly.

"Who said no?" Wuman shouted, "Big stupid cow, you are the oldest. There is one of us who is the youngest. The first-class warrior who is only 16 years old can beat you."

Teng Qingshan stunned.

"Teng Qingshan, you have to earn some face for us." Wu Manlian even winked, quite requesting.

Teng Qingshan took a deep breath and looked at the ring in front of him.

In Teng Qingshan's heart, he has always dreamed that ... he will master the world. Look, what is the difference between this world master and his family boxing.

"Just start this battle! I hope you don't let me down too much."

Teng Qingshan said silently in his heart, then held the reincarnation gun, and the whole person jumped to the ring a few feet away. Whether it is six thousand black armor, or more than three hundred warriors who have been evaluated, they are all staring at the ring.

The eight largest middle-aged cattle show, against the nine youngest warriors, the youngest Teng Qingshan.

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"This Teng Qingshan, looks pretty calm, without any impatience." Zhuge Yuanhong looked at the battle platform and said with a smile.

"But he is only 16 years old, what experience does he have," the old man with silver hair and black robe said.

"Just look at it." Zhuge Yuanhong was interested in watching the game.

...

Thousands of people were watching this battle.

"Sixteen-year-old first-rate warrior." Niu Zhan laughed, "Teng Qingshan, right? Your fame is not small now. But ... no matter how talented you are, you need to be polished. Just let your brother Niu, polish and polish you Right. "

"Brother Niu, don't be too cruel." Xia Shuo in the distance also said with a smile.

"Relax." Niu Zhan reached out and grabbed the black spear beside him.

Teng Qingshan held a reincarnation gun and stood calmly in place.

"Look at the gun!" Niu Zhan screamed violently, and the long gun danced in his hands. The **** gun sprang out like a black dragon, swallowing towards Teng Qingshan, the gun head turned into several gun shadows, covering Teng Qingshan Head.

Quick and ruthless!

Seeing this, Teng Qingshan sighed secretly in his heart: "Even if the gun combination has not been achieved, the gun's strength cannot be fully controlled. It's a pity ..."

The spear in Teng Qingshan's hand was shocked.

call!

The reincarnation gun is shot like a sharp arrow. At the moment when it touches the other party's **** gun, the reincarnation gun looks like a snake. Too.

"Peng!" The head of the reincarnation gun shook and slapped at the waist of the cattle exhibition.

The Niu Zhan seemed to be thrown away by a worn sandbag, flying up to a distance of seven or eight feet, and fell into the black armor crowd.

"It doesn't mean anything." Teng Qingshan sighed secretly in his heart. What he wanted was to find a master who could make his eyes shine. In his previous life, he stood at the peak of Neijiaquan. At the peak, he was lonely. What he needs is an opponent who can surprise him.

But it seems that the cattle exhibition is far from Teng Qingshan's minimum requirements.

...

One move to beat the Centurion of Niu Zhan?

Everyone was stunned. Just now many people didn't see it clearly, only felt ... Teng Qingshan was a random shot, which defeated the seemingly powerful shot of the Centurion of Niu Zhan.

"This guy ..." Wuman stunned.