Chapter 480

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
Some of the women watching below vomited directly, even Zhao Ying'er was no exception. The first time I saw a person living with a snake, it was so disgusting.

Rubbing his butt, He Lanbo bit the king cobra's seven inches, and with a "hiss", the thick snake skin was torn open by his teeth, revealing the white, tender snake flesh inside. .

In front of Wuchang, Helanbo grabbed the poisonous snake and threw it away with a snap, and said disdainfully, "Do you really think your one-eyed king snake is my opponent? Let me tell you, my Helan family People who have been in medicated baths since childhood, these low-level venoms can't get into our eyes at all. Only you idiot would think of attacking me with poisonous snakes! Hmph, I'm too lazy to play with you, I still want to find my wind Where is the second water?"

He spit, and Helanbo didn't bother to fight, so he turned around and was about to step down.

It's just that the cold light in Wuchang's black eyes suddenly appeared, and the poisonous snakes all over the body received the order and straightened up. At the next moment, all the poisonous snakes flew out, like arrows from the string, towards Helanbo. Roll over. That speed is too fast, even if Feng Qingge stepped forward, he might not be able to escape.

The cold light in his black eyes suddenly appeared, and the figure standing on the ring tilted his head slightly, looking at the flying king snakes, the corner of his mouth ticked upwards, and said with a light smile: "I said, I don't want to bully the weak, Why can't you hear it?"

"Boom!" The silver-white figures were looming in the light, and all the king snakes with eyes suddenly spread out, and the white light that burst out passed through their bodies, bringing a strong cold air.

A figure standing on the edge of the ring, holding a Biluo Huangquan bow, one hand resting on the bowstring, not using a cloud-piercing arrow, just a bow and arrow sent by star power, these king cobras are vulnerable, why bother What about his Cloud Piercing Arrow?

After two years of training, he is no longer the boy he used to be. In such a boring martial arts competition, only Xue Mo can fight against him. These people in front of him are nothing but garbage. His goal is not to become a disciple of Chaoyang Sect, but to use his own strength to prove to the old man that even without the protection of his family, he can live well!

"Kacha!" The king snake with eyes that passed through shuddered suddenly. Under the cold air, it all turned into ice chips and fell to the ground, making it vulnerable at all.

The cold light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge couldn't help but think of the scene in the foggy forest. The cloud-piercing arrow that brushed from his cheek, after penetrating the gorilla's body, could shoot through a thousand-year-old arrow. big tree. The power of this cloud-piercing arrow, Feng Qingge, has never been experienced personally, but it was an eye-opener to be able to smash the king cobra with just her own vigor.

He took off the stubbornness of his body, and let the breeze blow his cheeks, and the deep eyes flashed with strange colors, making people unpredictable. The perfect side face makes people's heart skip a beat, and at this moment, it hits Feng Qingge's heart ruthlessly. With the bowstring in his right hand, the person standing on the edge of the ring didn't say anything. With a light release of his fingers, the cold light condensed in front of him suddenly appeared and shot into Wuchang with precision.

"Three points and one line, if you want to hit the bullseye, in addition to basic skills, you must also measure the strength and direction of the wind. If the strength is not enough, you can't even touch the target. But if the strength is too strong, you will hurt yourself and others."

"Raise your arms, straighten your back, keep your jaw down, keep your head down, and don't close your eyes."

"The full moon bends the bow, grasp the strength, the wind force is three, the southwest direction, shoot!"

There seems to be his temperature on his wrist, faint, as gentle as the sunshine in March. On the shooting range, he carefully taught her how to hit the bullseye. When I raised my head inadvertently, I saw the side face, that's it, Hongzhe...

"Touch!" Wuchang, who was shot and flew out, slammed into the stone pillar, his physique was weak, and the king cobra was obliterated by Helanbo. It's almost broken. If it wasn't for Helanbo's mercy, he would have died on the spot.

Feng Ni hurriedly turned over to the stage, checked the situation in Wuchang, and announced after confirming that everything was fine, "Helanbo wins!"

"Stop, I've said it all, I conceded defeat this time, and he had to pester me. I also know that I'm very handsome, which makes countless men and women crazy for me, but this method is a bit despicable. Remember to wash it next time. Come on, my whole body stinks." With his hands in front of him, He Lanbo said angrily.

Gu Shen even blew his beard and stared at him. He Lanbo was the only one who was in trouble when he was on stage.

In desperation, Feng Ni could only declare that Wuchang won and won ten points, while Helanbo was preparing for the next round.

"Old monster, see clearly, such a rookie is not worth my hands, next time I will compare with Xue Mo, I will also see if he can hurt me with his sword now." He raised his eyebrows, He Lanbo smiled complacently, pouted his ass, patted Gu Shen, and made a face.

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, Xue Mo held the saber in front of him, stared at Helanbo coldly, and clenched his hands subconsciously, "Helanbo, your progress is not slow."

The next few games were nothing to watch, they were all small fights, far less strong than the repressive game between Helanbo and Xuemo. The players on the stage are all of equal strength, so the gap is not too big, and the difference will be seen after playing a stick of incense.

When she saw that Zhao Ying'er was kicked out, crying and making noise, Feng Qingge could only helplessly rub her temples, as long as she didn't compare with Zhao Ying'er, everything was easy to say. Such a woman is neither beaten nor not beaten.

"Next time, please ask Feng Er Shui, who is the first in Wen's examination, and..." Feng Ni's voice suddenly choked up. When he saw the name on the list, he jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on. , shouted: "I'll go to his uncle, who is this row, Xue Mo! Ergou, you are a cook, how can you match up with Xue Mo, which animal is on the list, get out and check immediately !"

"Pfft!" The people waiting around even spit out a mouthful of saliva. Feng Ershui, who is the first in the literary test, and Xue Mo, who ranks the third in strength, isn't this a joke! Looking at the iron pot and fire sticks behind Feng Qingge, may I ask if the cook is still strong? Who's head was caught by the door, leaving the distinguished star teacher not to do it, and ran to be a cook?

Of course, the suzerain looked at it differently, after all, he was an amateur chef. As for the master chef Lan Yu, after he became famous in the kitchen, he attracted the attention of other forces and benefited a lot. After he got the name, he gradually improved his strength, but compared with the sky-rank star master, he was still much weaker.