Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 546 Talk about martial arts!

This made Tang Chen feel a little strange. At this time, Tang Qiang should be practicing in the Nine Suns Tower in Nine Suns Valley. Why is he still in Holmium City?

Like Tang Chen, Tang Qiang was extremely surprised when he saw Tang Chen.

After talking for a while, the two sides finally solved their doubts.

It turned out that the flow of time at the bottom of Wanshi Cliff was different from that of the outside world. During the few days Tang Chen stayed, the outside world had already passed two months.

And during this time, Tang Qiang had already finished his training in the Nine Suns Pagoda!

Sensing Tang Qiang's different aura from the past, Tang Chen was slightly taken aback. It seems that in the past two months, the other party got a chance.

Tang Qiang patted Tang Chen on the shoulder: "We haven't seen each other for so long, we must have a few drinks."

"Okay, get drunk!" Tang Chen also said with a smile.

Immediately, the two asked for a semi-enclosed private room, ordered a table of food and wine, and began to drink freely.

This restaurant has a square shape, with boxes and scattered seats on all sides, and it is more than ten floors high.

In addition, there is a high platform ten feet long and wide in the middle of the restaurant. This high platform is generally used to entertain singing girls and dancing girls.

But most of the time, it became a place for martial arts competitions.

"Everyone martial artist! I am Liu Neng, the steward of Juxian Building!"

A chubby middle-aged man stood on the stage in the hall, clasped his hands to the surroundings and said, "Thank you for coming, Mr. Liu. Today, I want to announce a big event here!"

"What's the big deal?"

"Old Liu, speak up!"

"Say it!"

The martial arts practitioners in the restaurant were all agitated, and all their attention was on Liu Neng, waiting for the fat man to finish speaking.

Feeling everyone's reaction, Liu Neng was very satisfied, smiled lightly, and said in a clear voice: "Murong Xue, a talented girl from the Murong family in Haicheng, spread out elite posts to invite young elites present to give a lecture on martial arts at the Murong Garden in the west of the city tomorrow. On the Road!"

"What? Murong Xue?"

"My Goddess!"

"What elite post? Does a 30-year-old count?"

"Talking about martial arts?"

All of a sudden, the restaurant was boiling with various voices, many people's eyes lit up when they heard Murong Xue.

Tang Qiang drank the wine in the cup, looked at Tang Tangchen, and said with a smile: "It is said that Murong Xue is as beautiful as a fairy, brother, why don't we go and see?"

"I'm not interested in that Murong Xue, but the lectures on martial arts in it are worth watching." Tang Chen looked at the situation in the hall, and continued: "Of course, if there is an expert like you, it's okay to fight against him." good!"

"Haha, I knew you would say that! Look at the situation first. Since there are elite posts, there must be certain restrictions. After all, there are so many martial arts here, they can't greet them!" Tang Qiang nodded.

Sure enough, Liu Neng waved his hand, looked at the crowd and said loudly, "Be quiet!"

At this time, the restaurant immediately fell silent, and everyone focused their attention on Liu Neng. They saw Liu Neng touched the Qiankun Ring with his right hand, and took out an exquisite bronzing invitation card, looking at everyone.

"There are only fifteen elite posts, and the number of places is limited. Please decide the winners of the elite posts by yourself. After you get enough people, come to me to get the posts!"

At this time, everyone began to discuss again, and the restaurant, which was quiet for a moment, seemed to have exploded.

At this moment, a figure landed on the stage, looked around at the Wuxiu on each floor, and said loudly: "Since it is an elite post, it is natural to use strength to prove that you are an elite. I suggest judging by martial arts. The belonging of the elite post!"

At this time, all the martial artists fell silent, and after three breaths, one after another voices sounded.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

"This method is not bad!"

……

Whoosh!
Another figure landed on the square platform. This was a white and clean young man around 23 or [-] years old, and his cultivation could be regarded as upper-middle level here.

He looked at the gray-clothed youth and all the martial artists who had spoken before, cupped his hands and said: "Pang Hai, Luocheng, if you want to get a post, please give me your advice!"

"Lo City Pang Hai!"

"This person is not weak, I wonder if he can get an invitation?"

"I don't know who will fight?"

……

For a while, no one stepped forward to fight Pang Hai, but there were many discussions.

It seems that Pang Hai's strength is so strong that no one dares to be the first to fight.

At this time, the gray-clothed youth who came up first spoke, and he looked at Pang Hai, cupped his hands and said, "Mingcheng Yang Lizhong, I would like to challenge you!"

At this time, there was a commotion from the crowd, and everyone saw that their eyes were fixed on the young man in gray again.

"He is Yang Lizhong! He really lives up to his reputation!"

"No wonder there is such an aura, it turns out that he is that Yang Lizhong!"

"You said which of the two is stronger and weaker?"

"It's hard to say! It's hard to say!"

"I think Yang Lizhong is stronger!"

"I think Pang Hai is stronger!"

……

"Jiu Yang!" A look of surprise flashed in Pang Hai's eyes, and he cupped his hands at Yang Lizhong and said, "In that case, let us kick off the prelude to this invitation battle! Please!"

"Please!" Yang Lizhong also bowed his hands.

Immediately, the two distanced themselves and separated the two sides of the square platform.

After three breaths, Pang Hai took the lead. The pair of daggers in his hands were like shooting stars, shining with silver light. They stood together with the Hanxing Sword in Yang Lizhong's hand, and it was hard to tell the winner.

"Which of them do you think will win?" Tang Qiang was so excited when he saw the competition, he picked up a jug and poured it directly into his mouth for a long time before stopping.

"Within fifty moves, they are equal. After fifty moves, Yang Lizhong may gain the upper hand. To decide the victory, it needs to be done after a hundred moves!"

Tang Chen leaned back on the chair, holding a flagon in his hand, but his eyes kept staring out of the window, not on the competition in the hall, but he was clear about the situation in the hall in the chest.

"I think so too!" Tang Qiang smiled innocently and turned his gaze to Bidou.

At this time, the two people who were fighting had already passed fifty moves. As Tang Chen said, before fifty moves, the two were on equal footing, but once these fifty moves were passed, Yang Lizhong immediately gained the upper hand and forced Pang Hai retreated again and again.

Keng!
Keng!
Keng!
……

After a while, the two of them came and went, and they had already passed more than 90 moves. After some fighting, Pang Hai was faintly defeated at this time, and he was always on the defensive.

He gradually felt that it was difficult to resist Yang Lizhong's attack, especially when the weapons collided, sparks flew everywhere, which put a lot of pressure on his heart.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides had already exchanged hundreds of moves. Yang Lizhong tapped the long sword on the ground, his body was like a spinning top, spinning upside down, flying three feet into the air, and then a stream of icy true energy gathered on the sword, turning into little stars , stabbing down suddenly.

"falling stars!"

Pang Hai's face was solemn, he quickly raised his true essence, and the short swords were combined and swung at each other, transforming into beautiful sword flowers.

"A hundred flowers bloom!"

However, he is already at a disadvantage in terms of aura. Compared with Yang Lizhong's Fallen Stars, his Blooming Flowers only has the aura of the opponent, which is really not enough.

Keng!
Gold and iron clashed, and the true essence exploded.

Sure enough, it was difficult for Pang Hai to resist Yang Lizhong's attack, he was directly repelled six feet away, and landed below the square platform.

Yang Lizhong took a deep breath, stood tall, looked at the ugly Pang Hai in the distance, and said calmly: "I have accepted it!"

Pang Hai took a breather, calmed down, his complexion returned to normal, looked at Yang Lizhong and snorted coldly: "I admit defeat!"

After he finished speaking, he stepped back to his table on the second floor and drank his wine.

(End of this chapter)