How are you doing? I've got the point!!
Elder Sha suddenly returned to his mind. His old eyes were full of horror. People looked up and down at the white night for a long time. After a long time, he snorted and disdained to say, "it's normal. You master some fur. It seems that you have some talent!"
Of course, the mouth said that, but elder Sha's mind was quite different.
"Oh? General? I think it's very good. Since elder Sha thinks that my move just now is not so good, please point out my shortcomings. " White night thought next, a face serious way.
"This..." elder Sha hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't say anything. For a while, he suddenly picked up a jar of wine next to him and threw it in the past. He hummed, "your shortcomings are too profound. Even if I said that, you don't understand! It's not worth saying! By the way, didn't you just want to drink? Take it
That's how it was fooled.
White night smile, which also do not know Sha elder that mind? In fact, the so-called "stepping on the evil meteor" is not difficult for him. It is easy to learn one move.
You know, the holy formula mastered by the present white night is not very common. What he is studying now is the ancient holy formula!
Gudong Gudong...
when you drink wine in the daytime, the pungent liquor will fall from your throat, and your body will be hot and dry, and a surge of energy will rise.
He put down the wine jar, wiped his mouth and laughed: "good wine!"
"That's not true? It's all made by the old man myself Elder Sha snorted, and Xuaner went to the center again: "you think the boy still has some talent, but only a little. I'll teach you a few moves. You should learn to drink this wine at will."
"Good!"
Two days later, it was time for the duel, and all the people from the sword training room ran out and went to the duel field in the daytime.
The people were very excited and had a strong sense of war. Although they are not on the stage, everyone's mood is very surging.
Elder Sha stood at the door, watching the disciples walking towards the gate. His old face was completely black.
"Why didn't elder Sha drink today?"
"It seems that he attaches great importance to us. He knows that elder martial brother Bai is going to fight, and he doesn't even drink wine."
The disciples murmured.
Little did you know that elder Sha's heart was dripping blood at the moment.
He never thought that an emperor's drinking capacity was even better than him.
In only two days, he drank nearly 100 jars of good wine from him...
this little drunkard!
Elder Sha stares at the white night, hoping that this guy will be hammered to death in the arena.
The white night did not pay attention to it. Dressed in the most ordinary disciple's clothes, he led a group of sword practitioners to the duel arena.
"Look, the swordsman is coming out!"
"Hehe, are they really going to the duel? These guys are so stupid that they dare to fight. Tut tut... "
" look, most of the people in the sword training room are going to be cold today. I think we will recruit new people in advance to cultivate swords! "
"Most of the disciples of the Muren room are the elite disciples of our sect. They practice in the wooden room all the year round. Their sword skills are exquisite and their accomplishments are profound. What can the sword cultivation room take against them? It's beyond our means
Along the way, the disciples sneered and sneered.
All of them were angry, but they didn't say anything. They understand that anger is of no help. To get back their dignity, they have to constantly practice and improve their strength.
The duel field is the place where the disciples exchange martial arts. Anyone in the clan who wants to resolve their gratitude and resentment by duel will fight here. Deacon mo of the duel field will act as the judge and make a fair judgment. Of course, in ordinary private duels, regardless of the outcome, the deacon of the duel field will not pay attention to it, but today is different! Hand in the battle book, both sides stand to duel, Mo deacon will certainly come forward.
At the moment, there are many disciples in the duel arena to exchange views and exchanges. Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are standing by the arena and waiting early. They are whispering with each other and don't know what they are talking about.
When a large number of meteors came in the white night, people's eyes were looking at this one after another. Most of the disciples in the wooden room had a smile on their faces.
"Oh! Here comes the swordsman. "
I don't know who called.
In an instant, most of the duel field looked at the sword repair room with the same eyes. Those who were dueling stopped and looked very interested.
The white night looks calm and comes step by step.
Try hard to wait for a person to also be silent, but the eye is fixed on Zhang Hong this side tightly.
"You don't have to talk. Just watch." The white night turned its course.
"Yes, elder martial brother Bai."
The crowd nodded.
He patted his clothes at night and walked forward.
"Oh? How dare you come! Tut Tut, the courage is commendable, but the duel can not rely on courage to win, relying on strength! OK? Are you ready to be beaten? " Zhang Hong said with a smile.Try to show anger with a Dai Mei, but do not speak.
White night is too lazy to talk to these people, looking at the Deacon Mo not far away.
"Are you ready?" Deacon Mo took out the challenge and asked.
"Ready." White night nods.
"I can start at any time!" Qiao Siyuan said with a smile.
"And you?" Deacon Mo asked Zhang Hong.
"Me?" Zhang hongleng, a little puzzled, but still nodded: "no problem."
"Good!"
Deacon Mo nodded, but did not immediately announce the beginning, but looked at the gate of the duel arena.
At this time, two old men came in.
One of the old men was the Shasha elder in the sword repair room, who was dressed up in a sloppy and full of wine.
He dragged another elder dressed in luxurious clothes and quickly entered the duel field. People looked up and were surprised.
"Master?" Zhang Hong and others are in great dismay.
"Thirteen elders?"
The people in the duel hall were also surprised!
The well-dressed old man is the thirteen elders in charge of the wooden house!
Seeing this, people suddenly understood.
It's no wonder elder Sha didn't come with the people from the sword repair room. It turns out that he went to invite elder 13!
Elder Sha is here, and elder 13 is here. The two elders look at him. Even if they want to kill him in the daytime, they have to weigh it. After all, the thirteen elder has to worry about elder Sha's face!
"This smelly old man has brought his master here!"
"Hum, it's not good for elder martial brother to kill his hands!"
Several disciples of the wooden room muttered that they were going to give some color to the people in the sword room today.
"Elder!"
Try hard to wait for a person to be moved incomparably immediately, hasten to make a gift.
Although elder Sha is drunk and unconscious every day and doesn't care about anything, if something happens, he will still step forward to protect these disciples.
When they finished the ceremony, they nodded. The thirteen elder's eyes were majestic and looked around him. His eyes fell on the white night, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Imperial realm?"
Maybe he didn't expect the challenger to be a great emperor.
"Master, I don't want to take care of these guys either. It's because they deceive people so much that they have no choice but to teach them a lesson and let them know the truth of life." Qiao Siyuan shrugged.
"They're all brothers from the same school. Take it easy and let it go." Thirteen elder looked at the eye sand elder, light said.
"Yes."
Zhang Hong and others nodded.
They took their seats.
"Don't have to be influenced by us, Deacon mo. you can do as you like." The thirteen elders said in a deep voice.
Deacon Mo nodded and began to read out the duel rules. When his voice fell, he called out, "now, Dueler, please come on stage."
"Oh
Qiao Siyuan gently smiles, jumps up and falls on the duel platform.
White night is not polite, jump up.
"Come on, senior brother!"
Trying to wait for others to drink.
"Brother Qiao! come on. Beat this boy who doesn't know the nature of heaven and earth to the ground! "
The people in the wooden house also called out to open one after another, and the momentum covered the sword repair room.
Two people stand still.
Just...
deacon Mo did not immediately announce the beginning of the event, but looked at Zhang Hong opposite him and said faintly, "please come to the stage of the duel."
"Well?"
People are confused, Zhang Hong is also puzzled.
"Deacon Mo, the Dueler is on the stage. You can call for the start." Cried Zhang Hong.
"You haven't gone up yet." Don't be indifferent.
"Me?"
Zhang Hong was stunned. Everyone was puzzled. He didn't know what deacon Mo meant.
However, Deacon Mo opened the letter of challenge, presented the words inside to the public, and said faintly: "the Challenger will fight in the daytime, and the Challenger will be disciple Zhang Hong and his disciple Qiao Siyuan. So in addition to Qiao Siyuan, Zhang Hong, you are also a challenger. So, come on stage!"
As soon as this remark fell, the audience was shocked, and the thirteen elders stood up directly from their chairs.
White night, an emperor... Should challenge Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan at the same time??
Is he crazy?
"What's this... What's going on?" Elder Sha was also shocked. His tongue was a little knotted, and he tried to shout: "what are you doing?"
I don't know how to answer.
Zhang Hong was as dumb as a cucumber, but he couldn't come back to God for a long time...
although they took the challenge letter from the white night, they didn't open it. How could they know that the name of the challenger was written in the challenge book?
For a moment, all the people in the whole duel field came to the arena and surrounded the arena with astonishment and disbelief.How could a great emperor challenge two saints in one breath?
I'm afraid it's not crazy??
"White night! Are you looking down on us? " Zhang Hong's face was red and white. He asked angrily.
"Since there is going to be a war, go on the stage. If you are afraid, admit defeat." White night, light hands.
"Asshole! We will be afraid of you, an emperor? " Zhang Hong was furious.
"I refuse this duel!" Qiao Siyuan, who was on the stage, didn't look good either. He yelled: "it's not fair! We didn't know he was going to challenge both of us! Two of us fighting one emperor? Even if you win, it's meaningless! "
"You can't refuse, because you sent the challenge!" Deacon Mo shook his head.
Qiao Siyuan was slightly stunned, and did not know how to refute it.
"Well! Since this boy wants to die! Then we will help him Zhang Hong glanced at the calm white night, his heart filled with anger and jumped.
Three people stand in the arena.
People looked around and there was an uproar.
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