In the next time, Xu San was constantly injured, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, not admitting defeat, as if he was going to fight a protracted battle.

A lot of blood had been shed in the ring, and the smell of blood was permeating, and there was a strong aura of slaughter.

The audience did not pay attention to the competition in other rings, but watched Xu Sandun wholeheartedly, this guy was indomitable, repeatedly defeated, and gave people a personal feeling of blood boiling.

Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, and he persuaded him: "You are an opponent worthy of respect, however, the competition cannot be based on just one blood, the strength is not equal, and the result is the same." ”

"I don't believe it!"

Xu Sandu's reddened eyes glared at Jian Wushuang like a hellish ghost, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

After fighting again and again, he has figured out the routine of Jian Wushuang, which is nothing more than fickle sword moves and clever body skills, and takes the light and feminine route.

His fierce moves, against him, did not have any advantage, but was overcome by him with softness, four or two thousand pounds.

The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable!

What Jian Wushuang occupies is a fast word, as long as it is fast enough, it is difficult to crack.

Wrong!

Xu Sandu frowned, since no one could break him, why was he the tenth on the heavenly list, not the first?

Could it be that the top nine are all better than him?

"Huh, my weapon is longer than his!"

Suddenly, Xu Sandu's face bloomed with a bright smile, with simplicity.

Xu Sandao regained his fighting spirit.

He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows on the hills, and I only need to play to my strengths.

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Jian Wushuang, look at the gun!"

This time he took the initiative, which made Jian Wushuang very unhappy, because the Flower Butterfly Sword was mainly attacked, supplemented by defense, so the situation reversed, but he could only retreat one after another, regardless of the calmness just now.

"Idiot, you've changed!"

"Instead of being passive on defense, it's better to take the initiative, this is what the master taught me, and it is also the essence of this set of marksmanship, and I finally understand it now. Xu Sandu's face was filled with joy, and the bright silver spear danced dazzlingly, and the water could not be splashed.

Well?

The Northland Spear King in the stands narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled with satisfaction: "Three stays, three stays, you finally realized in actual combat." ”

"This disciple of yours is really amazing, a breakthrough in actual combat, not bad!" The rare appreciation of the South China Sea Sword Maniac is not bickering.

But Jian Wushuang in the ring can't say what he is suffering from, is this Xu San still a human being? In just such a moment, there has been a qualitative leap in marksmanship, and the latecomers are superior.

"You forced me. ”

"What?"

Xu Sandu was still immersed in the step-by-step, airtight attack, but found that Jian Wushuang actually bounced up with his strength, and his body spun and landed like a butterfly piercing a flower, like a big spinning top, bringing the sound of whistling wind.

"Butterfly Dance World!"

Jian Wushuang shouted, like a white butterfly dancing, chic and elegant, flying towards Xu Sandu.

Xu San was stunned,, there was still this trick? I felt that Jian Wushuang had a series of phantoms, and he couldn't tell which one was real in a hurry.

Bad things!

"Dare?"

"Butterfly Thorn!"

Jian Wushuanghua was passive and active, his swordsmanship was sharp, with a sharp hiss, and finally arrived in front of Xu Sandu's body and stabbed him in the shoulder.

At this time, Xu Sandao finally smiled, because he saw Jian Wushuang's true body, and regardless of the possibility of stabbing his own blade, he swept a shot towards Jian Wushuang's neck.

"One life for one life, who is afraid of whom?"

"Maniac!"

It was too late for Jian Wushuang to change his moves temporarily, his sword was inserted into Xu Sandu's shoulder, and his neck was also hit hard.

"Poof... Crash... Bang......"

The dull sound of the sword entering the flesh sounded, Xu San stumbled for a moment, and almost fell, and in an instant, blood burst out, and he couldn't stop it.

And Jian Wushuang's fate was even worse, he was hit in the neck, and immediately fainted, his body fell to the ring, there was no movement, and the sword was also unwilling to fall, with a loud sound.

"...... Uproar"

The audience was all boiling, Nima, too hot-blooded, too exciting, too crazy.

Even Xiao Zheng and Zhu Chanji stood up and applauded Xu Sandu's fearlessness of life and death.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, Xu Sandu did it, this is a model of defeating the strong with the weak, and the facts have proved that only if you are not afraid of death, you will not die.

The old man of the Northland Spear King on the audience stage was in tears, worthy of being the old man's closed disciple, and the mantle in the future will be inherited by him.

Xu San covered his wound and was stunned, and smirked: "Referee, I won!"

Only then did the referee recover from the shock, took Xu Sandao's hand, and said loudly: "Now I declare that Xu Sandu has won! From this moment on, he is the tenth place on the heavenly list!"

"Crackling ......"

The audience applauded thunderously, and the audience all stood up to witness the rise of a master of the heavenly rankings.

At the same time, the other champion of the ring, Wudang Zhang Xiaotian, also won several rounds in a row, and he was greatly encouraged at the moment.

"Referee, I also want to challenge the master of the heavenly ranking!"

"Oh, how many places are you going to challenge?"

Because there has been a precedent, the referee can't favor one over the other, this person has a big speech, must have courage, and besides, the challenge is a challenge, which is also the original intention of the game.

Zhang Xiaotian was dressed in a Taoist robe, with red lips and white teeth like a girl, but his eyes were sharp and abnormal, and there was a spirit in them.

He first hugged his fists towards everyone at the scene, and then said loudly: "I want to challenge the fourth place on the heavenly list - Zhou Xiaotian, the divine leg." ”

"Shhh

The audience is a little confused, this guy is a little immodest, and he challenged the fourth place all of a sudden, with such a big span, and he is not afraid of pulling eggs.

You must know that in Huaxia martial arts, the south fist and the north leg are emphasized, and the north leg refers to the Tan leg.

And the god leg Zhou Xiaotian is the descendant of Tan leg, a pair of strong legs dance with the wind, it is said that one leg once split the thick purple elm of the bowl, and the end is good.

This person can be fearless of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and ranks fourth on the heavenly list only with his fists and feet, and his strength is not worth the grandmaster.

The referee questioned, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Zhang Xiaotian's smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, just like his Tai Chi kung fu, relaxed and freehand, light and light.

"Hey, kid bold!"

The loud cheers came, and I saw a sturdy young man flying into the ring, looking at Zhang Xiaotian and shaking his head.

This person is Zhou Xiaotian, with a simple appearance, big shoulders and a round waist, what is particularly noticeable is that the legs are more than twice as thick as normal people.

That feeling can't be described in words, simply put, his waist is not much thicker than his legs.

"Little cub, like a girl with fine skin and tender meat, you dare to tease your Zhou Ye's tiger power?"

(End of chapter)