One person, Tang Clan, the thorn of being out of the crowd

Chapter 297 Zhuge Qing, have you ever been defeated?

how so fast !

Zhang Chulan's shadow could no longer be caught in the field at this time. The snake-like shape was surging, and zigzags were drawn in the field. As soon as his figure flashed, his whole body was already covered with thunder cells!

This is Zhang Chulan's unique application of thunder method. Compared with external exposure, he applied thunder method to his own meridians.

In this way, the speed can be improved to another degree.

Compared with Liu Sanxie's limb bending, this is another kind of rapidity, unique to Lei Fa's rapidity.

Tang Wenlong's poison barrier was only halfway open when his shoulder was already hit by Zhang Chulan. Not only was it itching but unbearable, his true energy was already not running smoothly.

At this time, he still didn't understand that he had been deceived!

Zhang Chulan has been desecrating himself and hiding his clumsiness for so long, just to show his weakness to the enemy, and then explode out loud when facing a truly strong opponent!
But, how...how could it happen to me? !

Tang Wenlong covered his shoulders, feeling great regret that he should have ignored Liu Sanxie's kind words and advice.

What kind of experience does the junior uncle have, and what kind of experience does he have? They have probably seen through Zhang Chulan before the game.

Junior Uncle Master's sincere advice was turned a deaf ear to him!
It's too late to realize everything now, Zhang Chulan will not give himself a chance to make a comeback!
Stealth, efficiency, plan before taking action!Damn it, have I, a Tang Sect member, forgotten all these basic killer instincts? !
When the dazzling lightning flashed again, the outcome was no longer in suspense, because Tang Wenlong fell quietly.

The scene was completely silent, but...

clap clap!

The applause sounded, but there was no one, only a solitary sound.

But at this moment, it seemed extremely abrupt. Everyone followed the sound and were immediately stunned.

Because the person applauding was none other than Yoo Sam-seop!Liu Sanxie, who belongs to the same Tang clan as Tang Wenlong!

call……

Everyone's eyes only felt blurry, and the figure disappeared on the stage. When he reappeared, he was carrying Tang Wenlong to Zhang Chulan's side!
What is he going to do? !Is it possible to regain the situation for the Tang Sect on the spot? !

Because Zhang Chulan's performance was too "out of line" at the beginning, the audience did not think twice about taking action. Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain came as a precaution, just to restrain the audience, but now... other audiences have restrained, But...where is Yoo Sam-seop? !Who can stop him? !
No matter what others thought, Zhang Chulan, who was facing Liu Sanxie head-on, swallowed hard and was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It's hard to imagine the pressure of facing this person head-on. There was obviously no movement on the other side, but he was just standing in front of him. The strong sense of threat was like a needle prick, causing the exposed skin to tingle.

laugh!
The figure disappeared... Is he gone?
No, Liu Sanxie came to him at a pace that was so fast that he couldn't see it at all, and whispered: "You did a good job. Tang Wenlong didn't lose unfairly, but..."

Liu Sanxie smiled at him: "I will train him well when I get back. I hope I can give you a surprise when we meet next time."

Zhang Chulan was stunned, and was about to reply, but Liu Sanxie had already led the people away, leaving nothing behind but his back.

Zhang Chulan twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling something bad in his heart.

This must be remembered, right?

When Liu Sanxie appeared in front of everyone again, it was already 5 minutes later.

He stood quietly aside and watched the game quietly, with no sadness or joy on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.

But as his eyes swept, he seemed to be looking elsewhere, and he murmured something in his mouth, as if he was counting, but he didn't really know what he was counting.

Some people dare not come forward, but some people...

Bai Shixue's eyes were red, and she grabbed Liu Sanxie's sleeve. She was so excited that she looked like a gambler!

"Grandma, you made a lot of money! 1:100! You still bet so much! Wow...what a loss!" This guy actually lost very little. He said he lost money because he didn't make any money.

"Ah! That bastard Zhang Chulan pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. This guy will definitely make a lot of money!"

Everyone looked at this woman who was a little crazy because she didn't make the right bet, and they were all incompetent and furious. Some people didn't know how bad they thought they would lose.

Liu Sanxie looked amused, and accidentally saw a certain Zhijinhua girl, with her back to everyone, her shoulders swaying, she seemed to be enjoying herself, but she didn't know what she was enjoying.

"Next game, Zhuge Qing VS Wang Ye! Zhuge Qing, you have to work hard! I have bet a lot on you."

Bai Shixue suddenly came back to her senses, turned to look at Liu Sanxie and said, "What about you? Who are you suppressing?"

In the expectant eyes of the other party, Liu Sanxie didn't hesitate at all and clicked directly on Wang Ye's portrait.

Seeing the other party pay decisively, Bai Shixue suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.Could it be...could it be...

It's impossible. Zhuge Qing has been famous for a long time, and Wuhou Qimen is also the best in the world. That king is just a guy with good fists and kicks. What can he use to defeat Wuhou Qimen?
No matter how much she thought about it, Bai Shixue never thought that she would be wrong, but when she turned her head and looked at someone's smiling face, her heart started to beat.

wipe!No way...

"Game start!"

Unlike Tang Wenlong's match, Zhuge Qing had never underestimated his opponent, let alone... it was him.

Zhuge Qing saw all the several times Wang Ye took action. Although the other party did not use any warlock methods, every step he took was careful. In the eyes of the warlock, it was a "lucky position"!
What's more, Liu Sanxie also gave the same statement at the beginning.

The Taoist priest in front of me who looked sleepy... was definitely a warlock!
Zhuge Qing smiled slightly and thought to himself: Warlock is good. I haven't dealt with my peers for a long time. Except for the elders in the family, it seems that there are no warlocks who can fight with me.Let's see what his methods are.

Just when he was thinking about what to use to start, he found that his opponent had already made a move first!

call……

The wind of the palm came, and as he waved, his sleeves flew, the sound of hunting wind sounded, and in the blink of an eye, palm power was spread around his body!

Wait... Tai Chi?Do you expect to defeat me with this? !

Zhuge Qing's face was slightly cold, and he walked away in the blink of an eye, straightened up, stepped forward, and hit his chest with his elbow!

Eight poles!Heart Elbow!

After that sparring session with Ryu Sam-seop, he found it very difficult to parry when the opponent got close to him, so he thought of something to make up for his shortcomings in close combat.

Yes, Qimen Warlocks mostly use spells, but who says they can’t also be good at melee combat!
Moreover, if you have to choose, choose the strongest one!

There was only a bang, and Wang Ye was knocked away by a blow. The Tai Chi palm power immediately dissipated, and the martial arts, hey, had no effect.

"Master Wang, there should be a limit to how you look down on me... You are a warlock, don't you expect to defeat me with fists and kicks?"

Wang Ye sighed deeply when he heard this. In fact...if he could, he really didn't want to use Fenghou Qimen.

As long as this thing is exposed, it will only leave endless trouble.

But...it seems that there is no other way to deal with Fang Geqing...

and so……

"Zhuge Qing...have you ever been defeated?"

(End of this chapter)