Chapter 141

The old man opposite Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Heng at this time, carefully looked around Zhang Heng, and didn't let go of any corner.

But in the end, even the old man himself fell into deep confusion.

Suddenly at this time, on the semi ring square, a senior expert suddenly squinted at the head of the old man opposite Zhang Heng and said in surprise: "look at old fan's head."

Zhang Heng's opponent's surname is fan. This expert calls him fan Lao, which is a respectful title.

Hearing the expert's words, the people immediately looked above fan Lao's head, and then on the semi ring square, there were many inexplicable voices of young girls.

"How is this possible!"

"It's incredible!"

"It turned out that Zhang Heng's last overlord gun move was not to shoot down the three small yuan soldiers' swords!"

The ninth floor of the natural selection building is Xiao's main study.

At this time, the three leaders of Xiao Lou were also opening three pairs of eyes and staring closely at old man fan's head.

When they saw everything clearly, there was an incredible strong shock in their three eyes.

In the image in front of the three, old man fan's head was inserted into a bun the size of half a fist with a wooden hairpin.

He was shot by old man fan and attacked Zhang Heng. The last one took three small blue yuan soldiers' sharp swords. At this time, it was quietly inserted in the bun on old man fan's head.

The three blue swords were arranged in a vertical row, deeply nailed in the middle of old man fan's bun, and only the hilt remained outside the bun.

The most wonderful thing is that the distance between the three small yuan soldier swords is exactly the same, as if they had been measured.

Landlord Xiao looked at the hilt of three small yuan soldiers' sharp swords in front of him, and suddenly said, "I've heard of the magic skill of wearing Yang with hundreds of steps, and I've never heard of it. Some people can easily use the unique skill of defense to make sure that leaves don't touch their body and water doesn't touch their clothes."

"But I've never heard of anyone who can not only keep a leaf from touching the body and leak, but also directly fight back the yuan soldiers attacked by the opponent. The accuracy of the fight back can also wear a hundred steps through the Yang, with incomparable accuracy!"

One side of ah Lian listened, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She said, "it's really a magic skill!"

"And there's more than that. Did the landlord notice? If someone under the fighting stage didn't remind him of the three yuan soldiers' sharp swords that Heng fought back, maybe old man fan hasn't noticed yet."

"In other words, Zhang Heng's strike was almost silent."

This point mentioned by a Lian is of extraordinary significance.

If you can't do it almost quietly, the opponent is likely to notice in advance and guard in advance. It's not easy to fight back successfully.

But now Zhang Heng can do it, almost silently. In this way, if he makes a sudden move, the power of Zhang Heng's unique defense skill will immediately show Zhang Zhang's terrible lethality at the attack end.

After listening to the words of the two people, Huolan couldn't help but exclaim: "it's good. It seems that this young Zhang Heng is competent for the position of the third gatekeeper of the first grade!"

"Where did ah Lian find the talent? She really knows the Pearl with her eyes!"

His mouth was full of praise, but when Huolan looked at the image, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed away with a strange brilliance.

On the battle platform, Zhang Heng stood quietly in place, stared at old man fan opposite him, said nothing, but a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

At this time, old man fan, ten feet away, was in his hand, took off the three yuan soldier swords on his bun, put them in the palm of his hand, and then sighed and put them into his metal armor pocket.

Then, old man fan suddenly waved his wide metal sleeves with both hands, and there was a continuous Ding Dong sound. Suddenly, the small yuan soldiers' sharp weapons on the ground were immediately like birds returning home at dusk, and all of them were immediately included in old man fan's sleeves.

After finishing everything, old man fan turned back and looked directly at Zhang Heng, then suddenly bowed to the ground, deeply saluted Zhang Heng and said, "fan thanks brother Zhang for not killing. This time, fan is willing to bow down!"

Zhang Heng quickly returned the gift.

Then, the dignified middle-aged on one side opened his mouth and announced that the first round of silver brave duel ended in Zhang Heng's victory.

Then, Zhang Heng launched his second round of silver brave duel.

At the same time, after winning seven games in a row, the previous violent tiger finally ushered in his own silver brave eighth round duel.

This time, unexpectedly, his opponent did not choose to abstain, admit defeat and lose without fighting like the previous two brave men.

Because this time, the fierce tiger's opponent is not an outsider. It is one of the three third gatekeepers in the natural selection building who have prepared a product in addition to Zhang Heng.

On the battle platform where Zhang Heng is located, at this time, a young man who looks high spirited and aggressive is stepping on the battle platform in high spirits and coming to the opposite side of Zhang Heng to stop.

The young man is dressed in white like snow. On the white dress, an ancient and clumsy old plum is embroidered. The dark and jagged branches of the old plum are dotted with bright red plum blossoms that are about to bloom, like rosy clouds like blood.

Behind him, a pearl was decorated, and the silver sword of the yuan soldiers was carried obliquely.

The whole young man seems to exude an elegant and elegant atmosphere.

Around the ring square, many girls saw him. Even if they didn't know his strength, they thought he must be extraordinary just by looking at his clothes and appearance.

For many years, seeing the young girls around me suddenly become a little crazy. Their eyes are full of little stars. They can't help thinking about when they are free. Do you want to make a whole set of white clothes and silver swords according to the young people on the fighting platform.

In the public attention, without waiting for the dignified middle-aged man and Zhang Heng to speak, the handsome young man has carried his hands behind him, his head is slightly raised, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and looked at Zhang Heng opposite: "I know who you are. Zhang Heng, a freshman of Anxi brave College, won 21 games in a row last night and successfully promoted to the silver brave in the natural selection building."

"Your combat power is really a little tricky compared with others."

"But for me, Leng Shixian, there is no difference between you and my former opponent."

"If you turn around and leave now, I believe it will be one of the wisest choices you have made in your life."

While talking, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the body of Leng Shixian, a handsome young man. Then, outside his body, there was a strange smell of invisible matter that was difficult to ignore.

On the semi ring square, middle-aged and young girls noticed the strange smell around Leng Shixian. They couldn't help feeling that each other's temperament became more elegant and dusty, just like a fairy.

However, for what is shrouded around Leng Shixian, there is no answer in their own hearts. Some are only puzzled and confused.

However, among the young girls, an expert looked at them for a few seconds, his eyes flashed, and suddenly said, "is this the 'ethereal immortal Qi' raised by the 'way of Nourishing Qi'?"

"The way to Nourish Qi is extremely difficult. I didn't expect someone to see the door at this time! It's really a genius!"

"Moreover, it is said that every kind of 'Qi' raised by this way of Nourishing Qi is wonderful."

"This ethereal immortal Qi alone can make the cultivator instantly increase the power of at least 30% when exercising his lightness and unique skill. It makes people as light as a swallow, walk as fast as a fly, and cultivate to the extreme. It can even make people compare with the goshawk and compete with the fastest big demon flashbird."

"It seems that this time, there will be a wonderful fight between dragons and tigers."

All the young girls listened to the expert's words and couldn't help but look at the center of the fighting platform with great interest.

In the center of the battle platform, Zhang Heng seemed to turn a blind eye to the strong and strange smell that permeated Leng Shixian. Even Lang Shixian's words ignored each other's existence, and then turned expressionless to look at the dignified middle-aged man next to him, with some boring openings: "Hey, judge, someone is bragging. You don't care. If you don't care, announce the start of the game."

"Let me clean him up."

Then, Zhang Heng looked contemptuously at Leng Shixian opposite, and simply didn't give the other party the slightest good face.

Leng Shixian, ten feet away, picked up Zhang Heng's appearance and finally couldn't bear it. He suddenly sneered: "since you like to die, I'll send you to die!"

Then he only heard a short clang of Qingyue. Leng Shixian opposite had suddenly pulled out the silver sword behind him.

At his feet, smoke and clouds swirled suddenly, like riding the wind and driving the fog. Leng Shixian held a silver long sword and stabbed Zhang Heng in the throat.

Leng Shixian shot so fast that he didn't even get the permission of the dignified middle-aged man. He had stabbed Zhang Heng in front of him with a sword, only a short distance from Zhang Heng's throat.

Zhang Heng opposite Leng Shixian seemed to be a little unprepared. Until Leng Shixian bullied him, Zhang Heng suddenly got lucky in the Dantian and poured his surging vitality into his overlord gun. Only when the vitality in the overlord gun was instantly saturated, Zhang hengcai shook his arms and suddenly shot the overlord gun in his hand.

At the same time, Zhang Heng did not forget to face the dignified middle-aged man with a helpless face and said, "Hey, you see, I was forced to fight back."

Before he finished, the overlord gun with the thick and thin forearm in Zhang Heng's hand had hit the target between lightning, stone and fire.

This time, the overlord gun in Zhang Heng's hand was like a green dragon waving its tail and sweeping away thousands of troops. It was just a blow. It not only hit the silver yuan soldier long sword in Leng Shixian's hand, but also directly shot the overlord gun in Zhang Heng's hand on Leng Shixian's chest.

Immediately, I heard a clank, accompanied by a click, and finally a touch, a shrill scream and crying.