Chapter 705 Big brother will die after breaking
I saw that there was an extra pair of Emei blades in Shao Yan's hands, and they were spinning non-stop at the fingertips.

As soon as Sanyuan changed from his usual wimpy appearance, he laughed aloud: "Brother, try my Eight Swords Slash."

As soon as these words came out, it was clear that Sanyuan didn't have any real weapons in his hands, so with a wave of his hand, eight knife-like sharp edges rushed straight to Shao Yan's face.

Shao Yan's pupils shrank. The Sanyuan in his memory was a brat who was slapped on the head all day long.

Seeing the eight knives coming at him, he immediately threw the Emei stab in his hand.

Clinking, crackling, sparks splashing, and the sound of metal colliding can be heard endlessly.

At the same time, Sanyuan took this opportunity to stand up: "Thunder Sky Hammer!"

When he fell, his fist instantly turned into a huge hammer and smashed towards Shao Yan who was retreating.

At that moment, everyone in the audience stood up, but no one made a sound.

"Boom..." Boom!

The stone slab was broken in the place where it was smashed, and cracked along the center of the deep pit.

At that moment, Zi Ling subconsciously stood up slowly, eyes full of fear, is this Sanyuan?

She really couldn't think that the little junior brother who was called around by her all day long, and the incompetent person who was led astray by the uncle Jiu Xian, could be so powerful.

When the crushed stones splashed, Shao Yan quickly rolled a few meters, watching the sledgehammer fall under her eyelids with lingering fear.

He was half a minute late, and he was about to be smashed into a pulp.

"It's time, dong dong dong..."

"Three Yuan won the first game."

The voice of the announcement was like a reminder, causing Shao Yan, who had always been aloof, to suddenly fall into a trough, with no face left.

Even Zi Ling, who was waiting for the competition, couldn't help it:
"It must be cheating, this must be cheating."

But being drunk back by the sound transmission of the master's spiritual consciousness, Zi Ling could only look at San Yuan angrily.

Three yuan hand over.

After a 2-minute break, the second match began.

Sanyuan remembers Master's teachings, everything is based on learning and recharging energy, did I show myself too much just now?
But the master also said that there is no need to hold back during the competition.

This time, at the beginning of the scene, Shao Yan became vigilant, San Yuan was hiding something, he had to be careful.

"Brother, please."

"Junior Brother Sanyuan, please."

The two came back to greet each other again.

The big hole that was smashed on the field was quickly filled with stone slabs.

Ah Jiu was stunned for a long time: "Hey... am I delusional?"

"You don't have Junior Sister Fireworks."

"Is that Senior Brother Sanyuan?"

"Well, it's senior brother." Sixi corrected lightly.

"He's too powerful." Ah Jiu's heart was racing.

Yaoyao whispered, "Sanyuan has a good foundation."

"Really? I also found out that yes, he was able to kill the senior brother in charge." The more Ah Jiu watched, the more interesting he became. If he chose to leave before, he would have missed this good show.

"Jiu'er, the weapon just now is the Emei Blade, one long and the other short, like a son-mother sword, long for self-defense and short for attack."

Yaoyao tried every means to let Jiu'er know more when going up.

"One long and one short." Ah Jiu didn't finish speaking.

The sound of gongs and drums came from the stage.

When Ah Jiu went to look again, there was blood in Shao Yan's mouth, and San Yuan stood opposite and bowed his hands: "Brother, I'm grateful for the concession..."

They won both rounds, and Sanyuan advanced.

All of a sudden, Sixi stood up happily and cheered: "Three yuan, three yuan!"

But it seemed that he was the only one cheering in the whole arena.

The most whispered thing Ah Jiu could hear was——Jiu Xian, a terrified uncle, can raise such a powerful apprentice?

——I don’t believe it anyway, I must have done something wrong.

Sanyuan bowed his hands in return, and sat on the bottom row of seats that won the first round on the high platform.

As soon as he sat down, he chatted with Wang Chun: "Senior brother Wang, you are very capable."

"Junior Brother Sanyuan is also good."

Zi Ling didn't come back to her senses for a long time. Her senior brother's cultivation base is so high, how could she be defeated by San Yuan, the little brother who was bullied by her every day?

dong dong dong!
"In the next round, Meng Jiuer vs. Zi Ling, boom..."

The sound of the gong knocked back the discussion on the field, and soon, Zi Ling got up and walked to the center of the field, looking confidently at Meng Jiu'er nestled in the corner.

As soon as Ah Jiu got up, she was held down by Yaoyao: "Remember what I taught you."

(End of this chapter)

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