Since he had made up his mind to grind foreign workers, attract more people to watch, and earn a little more prestige, Su Chen was not in a hurry, just waited quietly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just like the boxing match in the original world of the earth, whether the popularity is high or not, the audience is not satisfied? Sometimes it has nothing to do with the strength of the fighters.

The two masters clashed, their shots were like lightning, and they beckoned to death, and as soon as the audience blinked, one of them was knocked down.

Can you say that this boxing match is not of a high level?

[Masters compete, a move of life and death], it is simply boundless.

But for the audience, it wasn't a great boxing match......

In hindsight, I don't think the winner is strong, but I will regret my ticket money.

"I've got my pants off, can you show me this?"

It's a good thing not to refund the ticket and scold people, but you still want to earn prestige?

Su Chen was well aware of this truth, and he didn't rush when he looked at the other side.

I thought that it would be good if the other players finished all ten games, so that the number of spectators who came to watch this game would be incredible.

Now that his fame has not yet opened, there are great benefits.

Anyway, it's one against ten, and if it drags on for time, others will only scold the ten masters on the opposite side for being useless, and will not make irresponsible remarks about him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Su Chen is at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and it is most important to win, so he really doesn't have to care about what means and methods he has.

Even if it's a despicable shot, it's not a big deal.

What's more, Su Chen is just cautious, and if he wants to defend instead of attack, he can't talk about any despicable means at all.

But the ten were different.

Listening to waves of anxious shouts and scolding from the audience in the distance, not only Zhong Hao, but also some people behind Qiao San couldn't stand still, with a fierce light in their eyes, and they were all eager to try.

The footsteps also quietly moved forward.

Qiao San was taken by the formation, and naturally slowly advanced forward.

Even if he wanted to slow down, it was impossible, after all, the goose-shaped array was a whole.

As soon as he started his whole body, his teammates moved, did he dare to slow down?

There is a comparison to see the high and low, Su Chen looked at the calm man standing in the middle, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

This person is really cautious, if there is anyone on the other side who can pose a threat to himself, it is him.

"Goose wings, sortie ......"

Zhong Hao followed the formation step by step, and his heart became more and more angry, only feeling that it was probably a mistake to join Qiao San's team to snipe, all of them were from some pig teammates.

Obviously, his own strength has a great advantage, but he is as timid as a mouse, and he doesn't know how to describe it.

Looking at the smile in Su Chen's eyes, his heart was full of anger, and he seemed to remember the humiliating scene of being beaten to his knees by Su Chen that day.

Not only did he lose face that time, but he also caused the head teacher Xi Wuzhao to lose face, and when others talked about it afterwards, they always thought that he, the senior brother of An Yi Jingshe, was a silver-like wax spear, which was useless.

How can this be tolerated?

As soon as Zhong Hao moved, he led the left flank of the geese marching array to cut forward like the wind.

Just like a wild goose spreading its wings, as fast as lightning, it suddenly pounced in front of Su Chen.

His long sword swung diagonally, with a sharp sound, and the sword momentum brought a light and shadow to the front of Su Chen's throat.

The sword momentum is as light as a cloud, but he understands the mystery of the light and heavy square......

The long sword in his hand is like a feather, invincible to the wind, elegant as a fairy.

"Good!"

In the distance, the cheers and cheers of a landslide and tsunami sounded.

How hard you wait, you can see how high the tide is.

Su Chen was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Zhong Hao to attack alone, and come so quickly.

The entire goose-shaped array was in front of the left wings, and it was out of touch with the brigade behind it.

He leaned against the long sword behind his elbow and pulled out a brilliant sword flower, and was stabbing forward to see if it was too late.

Before the sword in his hand could exert his strength, Zhong Hao's sword edge had reached his throat.

A hint of joy flashed on Zhong Hao's face, his arms were even more powerful, his eyebrows were raised high, and his facial muscles were slightly concave by the rapid impact of the strong wind.

Holding a three-foot sword in his hand, he angrily beheaded his enemies...... Sure enough, it was an indescribably comfortable thing.

"Hey, that's not right......"

Before the joy in Zhong Hao's heart dissipated, he felt that the long sword in his hand had been cut into the air, and the touch was wrong.

When you practice to the three levels of the Yuemen swordsmanship, which is light and heavy, and the square circle changes, the sword in your hand is an extension of your arm, and it is not much different from your own flesh and blood.

He can even embroider with the tip of his sword and weave cloth with the body of his sword...... Whether or not you hit the other party, this point will not be wrong at all.

Before he could figure out how to pierce the air, was it a question of whether he was dazzled or not, there was a sharp pain in his waist, and his heart twitched...... Rushing forward two steps with inertia again, one head fell into the grass.

An extremely distant voice was heard in his ears: "Retreat, stabilize the formation!"

This is Qiao San's rough voice, what's going on?

Zhong Hao raised his head from the grass vigorously, wanting to look back to see what was going on, but his eyes were dark, and his consciousness had retreated to the virtual private space......

Zhong Hao's authorities were fascinated and didn't figure out what was going on, but more than 10 million viewers could see it clearly.

Yes, over time, more than 10 million people have watched this game.

The 1v10 Hell Challenge is a rarity after all, and it's normal for more people to choose to watch this one.

Many people laughed and scolded: "That is Zhong Hao, an elite student of the An Yi Jing Society, why does he look like a fool? Is he here to play a monkey show?"

"The enemy can't see anywhere clearly, and he slams into the tip of someone else's sword, oops, I'm laughing to death. ”

They see it clearly.

When the two figures staggered, Zhong Hao's fluttering fast sword that was like a light breeze and flowing clouds actually miscalculated the distance.

The blade of the sword swept an inch in front of Su Chen's throat, and it seemed as if it had slashed the opponent, but in essence, it was a fraction of a millimeter.

With a wrong hand and overexerting too much force, Zhong Hao's figure just hit the blade of the sword that Su Chen slowly stabbed.

The blade of the sword pierced through his waist and into his heart, and with a single stab, it was retracted, and it was lifeless.

Zhong Hao fell down on the spot, without even struggling.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is Zhong Hao rushing over his head, stupidly committing suicide by hitting the sword, and losing someone to An Yijing Society.

"Idiot!"

Li Jing's face was swollen and red, and she scolded as soon as she opened her mouth.

She was speechless with rage.

The voices of the surrounding audience were deafening, and she couldn't hear them.

Wu Zhao shrank his head slightly, a little embarrassed.

He had a unique vision, and of course he could see clearly that after Zhong Hao made a move, Su Chen's feet moved backwards, moving an inch away at an extremely fast and concealed angle.

Not only did he just make Zhong Hao's sword ineffective, but then he took advantage of the situation to use his sword, and it was so easy that he stabbed the opponent to death as if he was blowing.

"It's not that Zhong Hao is weak, it's that Su Zuoyuntian's reaction is faster, and the sword has already been dealt with before it has been stabbed, and the three-foot sword circle is his home ......"

Wu Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and he sighed in his heart, but how could he say this.

He can explain it to Li Jing, and he can explain it to the thousands of viewers who watched the joke.

Li Jing angrily scolded Zhong Hao for being a fool, which was not wrong at all.

Obviously, it is a very correct way to make the cone man in the middle advance cautiously and step by step, but Zhong Hao wants to be greedy and rash without knowing whether he is alive or dead.

broke away from the formation and was the first to sacrifice Su Chen's sword.

What's even more stupid is that none of the others died, but he, the senior brother of An Yijing Society, died, so why don't you die slowly?

With a successful sword, Su Chen's heart was clear and transparent, and he had a hidden understanding.

The sword in his hand slashed across the human body, swept through the breeze of the field, and he felt a delicate touch like a pore opening and closing.

With the sword just now, he didn't actually want to kill Zhong Hao with one move, but also wanted to delay it for a while, how could he give up such a good rehearsal opponent.

But plans don't change as quickly.

"This special senior brother's posture with a sword is so stylish, I really can't help but stab it like this. ”

"It's so easy. ”

Well, Su Chen felt that he couldn't control his hands a little.

He finally understood what [Unbroken Three Feet] was.

That's "take advantage of the situation, respond to the stress!"

This style of play seems to be defensive, seven points and three points offense, but in fact, whether it is defense or offense, everything is based on the premise of being invincible first.

Recruitment is like spring rain moisturizing things, delicate and silent.

"Well, like this sword, I killed him without even thinking about it. ”

If it is said that Dugu Jiujian calculates the weakness, from the surging air flow of human body mechanics, calculates the intentions, potential, and strength of the enemy's moves, and then derives the best sword plan from it, and then breaks everything, this is the swordsmanship of the top smart people.

Then this kind of [not breaking three feet] is a set of fool's swordsmanship.

It doesn't need to make the swordsman think or think about it at all, just use the trick that suits him best at the moment and can cause the most pain to the enemy.

Maybe that's not a trick anymore, it's just a random shot......

The three-foot place is your own realm, and it makes no sense to think that things come true.

The prerequisite, of course, is that the opponent must bump within three feet of him, or the sword-wielder takes the initiative to attack and lead the enemy to attack.

If you are undefeated on your side, you will be defeated if you attack the enemy.

This is a very clever art of war, swordsmanship.

It's just that the fight is not beautiful and elegant.

No wonder it is known as the most ferocious battlefield killing swordsmanship, can melee combat not be fierce?

Every time you fight the enemy, you have to kill the blood armor, and it is common for the body to be covered with layers of blood and mud.

That's where it comes in.

"What if the opponent strikes from a distance and flies a kite? ”

Then think of another way.

Su Chen's heart moved: "If you use the [Unbroken Three Feet] as the body and the Dugu Sword Style as the use, the two are combined, wouldn't you be able to play the opponent to death?"

"Sure enough, the trick of killing can only be understood on the battlefield, and it is not beautiful after all. “

He figured out this, so he raised his head to look at the goose-shaped array opposite, and when he saw that the other party had paused again, he had returned to the previous method of slowly advancing with three stops in one step, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Qiao San, I think you are a talent, you are very good at Xu Rulin and the essence of using troops like a mountain, after this battle, you might as well follow me, Sanren [Workshop] has no future. ”

"You're going to be whimsical, and you're confident that you'll win this battle?"

"Whether you can win or not, isn't it obvious?"

Su Chen stretched out his hand to flick the sword, and the blood beads on the sword shook a little bit, and said with a smile.

"Then try it, you win, everything is easy to say!"

Qiao San was not angry, his face was solemn, and he shouted in his mouth: "Three and three turns, stacking waves, ......"

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