Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 560 Tang Chen's Guess!
"I come!"

Kong Cheng tiptoed, stood on the rockery for an instant, looked around the crowd, and finally stopped his eyes on the young man in purple: "Who dares to fight me?"

The crowd started to make noise, many people pointed and said something, but the young man in purple didn't move at all, he was still drinking the wine in the jug, as if he was intoxicated by it.

Seeing this, Kong Cheng frowned slightly, and the arrogance on his face gradually disappeared. Looking at the young man in purple, he said loudly, "What? No one dares?"

The young man in purple still didn't move, drinking and drinking by himself, which made the atmosphere of the scene even more weird.

Seeing this, Murong Xue was also a little embarrassed.The opening of this discussion on martial arts seems to be a bit unsatisfactory.

"I'm here to fight you!"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

I saw a gray figure looming from the pavilion where Kong Cheng was, and stopped on the rockery three feet away opposite Kong Cheng.

This person was the gray-clothed young man surnamed Yan who had a dispute with Kong Cheng before, his realm was comparable to Kong Cheng's, they were both in the fourth level of the Human King Realm, and his aura was not much different.

From Tang Chen's point of view, this person's strength is not much different from Nian Cang.

"Yan Fang, I knew you would come out!"

Kong Cheng looked at Yan Fang: "Didn't you say that I am inferior to you before? Ha ha, then I want to see, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Make moves!"

Yan Fang faced Kong Cheng very calmly, touched the Qiankun ring with his right hand, and sacrificed a spirit sword, the seven-colored true energy on his body began to fluctuate.

"Humph!"

Kong Cheng snorted coldly, slightly lifted the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Yan Fang.

Soon, the two of them fought together, full of murderous aura, not at all like a sparring, but like a real fight.

In the booth in the distance, Tang Qiang picked up the jug, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then turned his eyes to the two people who were fighting: "Who do you think can win?"

"Yan Fang!" Tang Chen said lightly.

Tang Qiang looked at Tang Chen with some doubts: "Their strengths are very close, why are you so sure that Yan Fang will win?"

Tang Chen said with a smile: "The difference in strength between the two of them is indeed very close, but Kong Cheng is arrogant and has poor control, while Yan Fang is calm and good at catching loopholes, so the final victory will belong to Yan Fang. "

"It makes sense." Tang Qiang said, took another sip of wine, and then shifted his gaze to the two sides fighting.

After Song Yuntian heard Tang Chen's words, he seemed to realize something, while the other martial artists around him were a little surprised, and seemed to agree with Tang Chen's point of view, but at the same time they were very disdainful.

From their point of view, how good would a person's eyesight be for a martial artist at the third level of the King Realm?

At this time, Yan Fang and Kong Cheng had already fought for fifty rounds, but there was still no winner.

The people who watched were also talking about it, some of them lamented the strength of the two, of course, a few people were very disdainful about it.

"You said, how many more rounds will it take before there will be a gap between them?" Tang Qiang said again.

"After twenty rounds, Yan Fang will gain the upper hand!" Tang Chen leaned on his chair and took a sip of his wine.

"Oh?" Tang Qiang smiled.

"Where did you sneak in, I really don't know what to say!" The person next to him was extremely disgusted with the conversation between the two, and said in a very disdainful tone.

"Brother Shi! There's no need to pay attention to this kind of ignorant person!" Another person patted that person on the shoulder.

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly, then turned his head to look at the battle on the field.

Tang Chen and the two of them seemed to have never heard the ridicule towards them, and they still had a calm demeanor.

It's just that Song Yuntian was different, he was a little annoyed, and almost got up, but was pulled down by Tang Chen.

Sure enough, after twenty rounds, Kong Cheng was gradually at a disadvantage, while Yan Fang, on the other hand, became more and more courageous and suppressed Kong Cheng.

"Haha, you are so accurate!" Tang Qiang laughed and patted the table.

Regarding this, Song Yuntian's expression froze, and he was also very surprised.

Although he knew about Tang Chen's strength, Tang Chen would shock him every time, which made him sigh, maybe this is the gap between geniuses and ordinary people!

But the two people who satirized Tang Chen before were flushed with shame and anger.

However, the young man surnamed Shi obviously refused to give up, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and then said: "Hmph, it's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, what's there to be happy about?"

The people around had already ignored this person, they all secretly despised him, but Tang Chen and the others acted as if no one was there, ignoring the young man surnamed Shi at all.

"Humph!"

Seeing Tang Chen and others ignoring him, the young man snorted coldly, turned his head away, and continued to pay attention to the battle on the field.

"Tang Chen, tell me again, when will Yan Fang win?" Tang Qiang said again.

"No more than twenty rounds!" Tang Chen said calmly, still squinting his eyes.

"So fast?"

Tang Qiang was a little surprised. In his opinion, Yan Fang had to fight his opponent for at least [-] rounds if he wanted to win.

Seeing this, everyone around shook their heads secretly. From their point of view, Tang Chen had guessed wrong this time. If Yan Fang wanted to win, he would have to fight for at least fifty rounds.

When the young man surnamed Shi heard this, he laughed loudly.

He cast a contemptuous glance at Tang Chen and the others, and said with a sneer, "Arrogance, you must have guessed wrong this time."

Tang Chen ignored the other party's words. In his opinion, this person did not have the qualifications to talk to him at all.

Sure enough, after fifteen rounds, Yan Fang seized the opportunity, and the spirit sword in his hand stabbed out instantly, attacking Kong Cheng's weak point.

At this time, Kong Cheng was already exhausted, and his physical strength was exhausted. Under the panic, the movements of his hands slowed down a bit, and he was stabbed in the right arm by Yan Fang's sword energy, and then kicked into him by his foot. in the lake.

Pfft!
Everyone was in an uproar, especially the people in Tang Chen's pavilion, who were extremely shocked.

And the young man surnamed Shi blushed, feeling ashamed.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Tang Chen and the others anymore, their eyes were full of admiration.

Kong Cheng floated to the surface of the water, looking like a drowned chicken, and returned to the pavilion, filled with shame and indignation, looked at Yan Fang with a murderous look.

However, Yan Fang was calm and natural, and didn't take Kong Cheng seriously at all.

Compared to his own strength, he is not much different from Kong Cheng, and compared to the strength behind him, he is also comparable, so Kong Cheng is not a threat to him.

Yan Fang cupped his hands and bowed to the crowd, then tapped his toes, landed on the lake embankment, walked slowly into the pavilion, ignored Kong Cheng's stern eyes, and returned to his seat.

At this time, Murong Xue stood up and looked around at everyone on the field: "The sparring just now was really wonderful, we benefited a lot from it, I wonder which two will play next?"

"I come!"

Just as Murong Xue finished speaking, a voice sounded, and a young man in blue landed on the rockery in the lake. .

(End of this chapter)