Chapter 106

"Boy, you really beat Zhu Jian with one finger?"

Zhu Jun frowned and looked at the sword. He was suspicious.

In any case, Zhu Jian was born with eight kinds of martial arts. He was too young to see how capable he was.

If you can beat Zhu Jian with one finger, it's really amazing.

There was a confrontation on the street, and gradually people began to watch.

Zhu Jun, the young generation in ChiHuo Town, is very famous. It's easy to spread what he wants to do with people.

However, seeing the sword opposite Zhu Jun, the crowd was full of strangers.

This boy in black is not from ChiHuo Town, nor Yao Chen, Jian Qiuyang and Liu Zihan, who are famous for their talent.

What qualifications does he have to confront Zhu Jun?

"I know who he is. He's a matchless sword!"

In the crowd, suddenly someone called.

"The sword is matchless?"

Most people are puzzled. The name is quite strange to them.

"Jian Wushuang is a new talent of Yanwu town. He defeated Wu Baishui a few days ago! This morning, he went to Qiuling Town, which made Yao Chen disheartened. Later, he defeated Yaoguang County three geniuses in succession. The news just came. This young man in black clothes is incomparable in sword nine times out of ten

The man said excitedly.

"Yanwu Zhenjian family out of such a fierce man?"

The crowd was stunned and looked at the boy in black tightly. His eyes were shocked.

They haven't heard the name of sword, but they have heard the name of Yao Chen!

This young age is not big, unexpectedly can let Yao Chen all slightly suffer a loss?

You know, Yao Chen was born with extreme martial arts!

Hearing the comments of the crowd, Zhu Jun's eyes brightened. The unparalleled power of his sword stimulated his fighting spirit. What he was looking for was an opponent of this level!

Zhu Jian was also stunned. His sword is unparalleled. It's no wonder that he can defeat himself with one finger. I don't know if he will have any trouble if he offends him!

Luo Xiaoan and Luo Xiaohe also opened their eyes. Before Luo Xiaoan, he only knew that jianwushuang was a member of Yanwu town's sword family, but he didn't know the experience of jianwushuang.

At this time, she was surprised to hear that the sword was so powerful. She was very happy, as if the sword was as powerful as her own.

"But after all, Zhu Jun was born with little martial arts."

There is a little worry in Luo xiao'an's eyes. Her cultivation is just a postnatal realm. In her eyes, she is the existence of Dingtian.

The sword is matchless. Can you really beat Zhu Jun?

"The sword is matchless, you seem to have some ability, finally raised my interest, don't know to be able to support several moves on my hand!"

Zhu Jun's face is full of self-confidence. It seems that no matter how strong the sword is, it is not his own enemy.

He is good at fighting skills. In the realm of congenital small perfection, no warrior of the same level can fight against him.

For example, Yao yuan of Yao family, if Zhu Jun is allowed to fight against him, Zhu Jun is confident that he can defeat Yao yuan in two or three moves.

Zhu Jun, even ready to challenge some of the congenital round man Wu.

For example, Zhu Jiuzhen of the red fire Zhu family, Yan Yan of the red fire Yan family, and Zhu Jun, who has such ambition and vision, how can he look at a sword that is only 14 or 5 years old.

Although Wushuang sword is very capable, it is still not the enemy of his own moves!

This is confidence!

"Since you don't think I'm your opponent, why do you want to compete with me?"

Jian Wushuang frowns and goes everywhere. Zhu Jun is a fighting madman. He has no choice but to find himself.

"Hum, if you want to find teenagers of the same age who are qualified to compete with me, it's too few. So, like you who are not qualified, I will compete with you. It's proud that you can let me fight!"

Zhu Jun's words, arrogant incomparable, let the Red Fire Town crowd in the heart of a burst of pride.

This is the talent of chihuozhen. No matter how strong the sword is, it will be suppressed in front of Zhu Jun.

"Sister, can that sword beat Zhu Jun?"

Staring at the situation in the field, Luo Xiaohe asked in a low voice.

"I, I don't know, should be able to!"

Although she should be able to, Luo Xiaoan's face is not relaxed, but nervous. Obviously, she is also worried about the fight.

Seeing that this contest was doomed to be unavoidable, jianwushuang nodded and his face gradually cooled down. "The quota primary contest is coming, and I just want to practice more. Maybe, you are a good choice!"

"You also signed up for the quota screening competition?"

Zhu Jun picked eyebrows to see the sword matchless, some sneer, "you are the age of cultivation at most, congenital nine heavy bar, want to break through the primary contest, your strength is not enough!"

, "enough, not has the final say!"The sword is unsmiling and the smile is cold. The flow of gas in the original ditane, in a flash, the eight crystal clear snow like cyclones begin to emit a wisp of the essence of the moon and move towards the body.

The cultivation of congenital eightfold is fully stimulated!

Aware of this breath, Zhu Jun's face was immediately filled with disappointment. He shook his head and sighed: "I thought you were born with nine weights. It turned out that you were born with eight weights. You are too weak. You are not worthy of my hand. But now that it's over, I've decided to beat you! You still want to participate in the quota screening competition and live in a dream

The crowd's face also showed a sneer, and the sword was unique. It turned out that it was just a congenital eight fold cultivation, which was not at the same level as the congenital little perfect Zhu Jun.

The sword is unparalleled. I don't know who boasted about it.

This kind of strength, at a glance, is far from Zhu Jun's opponent!

Luo xiao'an and her sisters clenched their fists tightly together. They looked worried. Their swords were unparalleled. They were born with eight weights. How could they defeat Zhu Jun!

The sword has no two sides and the color remains the same. There is a cold smile on the corner of his mouth and he says, "Zhu Jun, do you think you have won? People who are too arrogant will never come to a good end."

"I have the right to be arrogant in front of you."

Zhu Jun's body vibrated, and a huge breath burst out of his body and spread out in all directions.

Congenital small perfect!

Feeling the strong breath, the faces of the crowd were full of confidence and smile.

It's not easy to deal with those who are born with eight kinds of martial arts?

"Alas, I've lost interest in this fight. I can't imagine that I will fight a martial arts player with eight innate abilities. I hope you can give more play to your strength. Otherwise, it's too boring!"

With a sigh, Zhu Jun said that the breeze was blowing and his clothes were floating. His face was lonely and lonely, like a peerless master standing on the top of a mountain. He wanted to be defeated in his life.

The crowd's mind is swaying. This is genius. The temperament is extraordinary and far superior to ordinary people.

The sword is unparalleled. By contrast, it is much more common. There is no genius.

It seems that there is no suspense about this contest.

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