In the sci-fi world, add dots and become a fairy

Chapter 73 The Sword Can Talk?

How to do?
The flashing lights around him kept disappearing, and the huge pressure seemed to be falling hard on Lu Xing's shoulders.

But Pan Changfeng didn't give him time to think about it, so he turned around and announced loudly to the surrounding media:

"Everyone, the Provincial Martial Arts Competition training match between our Lu City representative team and the Rong City representative team is about to begin. Please hold on to your cameras and capture the most wonderful moment after victory for our players."

Lu Xing's face completely collapsed.

He fixed his eyes on Pan Changfeng and raised an index finger.

"Our Chengdu delegation needs an hour of preparation time."

"Impossible." Pan Changfeng refused mercilessly.

"I only rented the stadium for two hours, throwing out the pre-cleaning and cleaning after the game, and I will give you another hour to prepare. This training game will not be played."

"Half an hour, half an hour at most."

"it is good!"

Lu Xing almost gnawed his back molars, but he had nothing else to do. If he really retreated without a fight, then Pan Changfeng and the group of reporters who didn't get the news they wanted would definitely bite them like mad dogs hold on.

When public opinion ferments, it will be really difficult to handle.

Not to mention, this year, there is a completely unpredictable element of the day gift, if they fail to get a good ranking.

Then don't say anything.

This kind of public opinion environment is not complete without quitting the provincial team.

"Go, come with me."

Lu Xing lowered his head and led the players behind him to the locker room immediately.

"Everyone, please stay calm, the game will officially start in half an hour."

Pan Changfeng smiled back at the media in front of him.

Then he turned and walked back to the living room.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the main force of the Lushi team immediately surrounded them.

"Captain, why did you give them half an hour? Since we have called the media, we should go directly to the ring!"

"Not urgent."

He waved his hands to the anxious team members beside him.

"A dog jumps over a wall in a hurry, and a rabbit will bite when it is anxious. Anyway, the media also came, and they agreed to the game. These are all recorded. Unless Lu Xing doesn't want to hang around in Rongshi, he will never retire, and I specially understood."

Speaking of this, Pan Changfeng smiled broadly.

"Why do you think I suddenly contacted the media the day before yesterday to give them a slap in the face of the Chengdu team today?"

Pan Changfeng is extremely satisfied with his brain, he now feels like Zhuge is alive.

"This afternoon, Bai Tianci happened to set up the ring, and took out a psychic weapon as a prize, inviting geniuses from various cities, and the two people they strengthened this year are both geniuses who just emerged this year!

"I had a premonition at the time that at least one of the main players of their team would be absent. Looking at it now, it is indeed the case!"

Pan Changfeng was talking vigorously when someone beside him suddenly became suspicious.

"Although Sun Sheng didn't come, why is Li Changqing from Rong City still here? Isn't he going to the ring?"

"Hmph, you don't know about that, do you?" Pan Changfeng's mouth curled up.

"This Li Changqing is a psychic disqualified person. He was the only Bashu genius who didn't go to the last banquet. In my opinion, Tianci didn't invite him at all!"

"hiss--"

Such explosive news made all the team members gasp.

"Looking at you, you can see that there are not enough news. This incident was widely spread in Rong City last week."

Pan Changfeng shook his head: "However, the psychic disqualified has little to do with us. After all, the average warrior does not need to be exposed to psychic power. If this guy is given another three months to practice, he will definitely look different."

"Nothing." Speaking of this, Pan Changfeng smiled smugly again.

"Even if Li Changqing is as rumored, his practice speed is against the sky, but now it is only a few days before he finishes the Youth Cup? No matter how fast he is, he has just entered the middle level. In addition, he has been exposed to Dao Yun, and the average level is one star. Maybe it's not enough for him to play."

"However, Yang Cheng, you are an average two-star warrior."

"Wait a while, Li Changqing will leave it to you. Remember, you have to win beauty, understand?"

"Don't worry, Captain, leave it to me!" Yang Cheng touched his bright head and grinned grimly.

"This kind of good opportunity to beat up geniuses, if you miss this village, there will be no store here, and I will enjoy it!"

Chengdu team, lounge.

Lu Xing wandered back and forth.

Li Changqing was sitting on the stool, the old god was still there, his mood had already been flying, and he was not here.

But seeing Lu Xing and several other people looking anxious, Li Changqing couldn't help but said:

"Captain, it's just a representative team of Lu City, don't be so nervous."

"Changqing, you may not be aware of the situation if you haven't participated in the provincial competition. The Lushi team has never been in the top ten in the province in the past few years. Their strength is very strong."

Lu Xing was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, running around.

"Their captain, Pan Changfeng, is 36 years old this year. He is a three-star martial artist. When I fight against him, we lose more than we win. Then their four main players are all at the two-star level. Might win."

Li Changqing thought for a while, but he was interrupted by Lu Xing just as he was about to speak.

"Changqing, I know you are a genius, but genius also takes time. You only grasped the artistic conception during the Youth Cup finals. A few days is too short."

"You may not know that the difference between each star in the middle rank is very different. It is completely different from when you were a lower-rank warrior. Even if you are talented, it is basically impossible to win with one star against two stars."

"Also, we still lack Sun Sheng!"

Lu Xing sighed.

"That's it."

"Sun Sheng is not here now, we are naturally at a disadvantage, now we have to find a way, and try not to reveal our full strength while ensuring that the loss is not ugly."

Seeing Lu Xing's depressed mood, Li Changqing blinked, leaned his head back on the chair and began to rest his mind.

Since there is still half an hour.

Then I'll leave it alone.

Median Samsung.

That's it.

……

Bashi Dojo.

The martial arts standard arena has been set up in the open space of the courtyard.

Bai Tianci sat on a chair, facing the ring.

"Are things all set up?"

"Don't worry, boss, this time I specially invited three media outlets to report on the Bashu provincial competition. I can assure you that all the participating teams know about your setting up the arena."

"Besides, Boss, you have already taken out your own sword. Who wouldn't want a spiritual weapon?"

Tianci was very satisfied with Qin Hui's efficiency.

The mental power of the middle peak swept across the entire dojo.

Sun Sheng, Yang Zhiming, Cao Feng...

Although the few people he was optimistic about arrived, there was no smile on Bai Tianci's face.

That mysterious guy hasn't shown up yet.

Thinking of the peerless sword intent that still lingers in the air even after a long time has passed.

Bai Tianci's heart is hot, and it would be too wasteful for such a genius not to be under his command.

As long as he surrenders to this person, he will have an extra powerful arm. In the past, this position was originally reserved for Sun Sheng and the other three.

But now, Bai Tianci only has that mysterious guy in his heart.

"Boss, do you think that guy will come? If we spread the news like this, will he not come?"

"Impossible." Bai Tianci shook his head.

"Since he just came here last time to take away the tablet of will of heaven, and then cut the will of heaven with his sword, I don't believe that he can't be tempted by a long sword with spiritual power."

Seeing more and more people, the time has come.

Tianci waved his hand.

"Qin Chuan."

"Brother Bai!"

Behind Bai Tianci, a short-cut young man wearing a bunt came out. His back was straight, like a javelin.

"You are the peak of the middle three stars, it is just right to play with them. When you run out of energy, you can switch to Duan Hong."

"Senior Brother Bai, it's just a group of one-star warriors. No matter how talented they are, it's a matter of the future. They are just a group of brats now."

Qin Chuan strolled onto the ring and looked at the geniuses gathered around.

"Who goes first?"

"I come!"

As soon as the words were finished, a handsome and elegant man jumped up in the air and landed firmly on the ring.

Yang Zhiming turned his head and saw Cao Feng who was also about to kick, but half a step behind him.

"Brother Cao, last time you went up to the Tablet of Heaven's Will first, it's time for me to go first this time."

Cao Feng's lips moved.

"Don't get knocked down with one move."

The two are both competitors in the provincial competition, and they are not polite in their words.

Yang Zhiming turned his head and cupped his hands.

"Presumably this is Senior Qin Chuan, who has long admired his name."

"Is it Yang Zhiming? Du Kou is a genius who participated in the seed project this year."

Qin Chuan's eyes scanned Yang Zhiming's whole body.

"Without further ado."

"Go ahead."

Yang Zhiming's expression was solemn, he knew very well the gap between Samsung and One Star.

Genius represents future potential.

As for the strength of the warrior, it should be a few stars or a few stars.

As the timer starts to spin.

Yang Zhiming's eyes were lingering, the blood in his body directly held the pill, and the will of the Lingtai was shaken.

He visualized and kept thoughts in his heart, and under the influence of artistic conception, he broke the limit in an instant.

In an instant, he used all his strength.

One star vs. three stars must fight with their lives.

Yang Zhiming stepped on the gossip, and his right hand fluttered out, pressing down on the most vulnerable rib of Qin Chuan's body.

Yang Zhiming learned Baguazhang.

Eight Diagrams soft palm, strong and feminine, seemingly light, but in fact it is extremely destructive.

He pays attention to his body like a swimming dragon, and is famous for swimming and fighting.

He is best at bringing the opponent into a state of motion, and then grasping the enemy's weak point during the motion to defeat him.

But today, his gossip seems to have lost its effect.

boom!
The right hand that contained femininity directly hit Qin Chuan's ribs, and the latter's expression did not change at all.

On the contrary, it was Qin Chuan who backed away as quickly as if he was electrocuted.

Yang Zhiming's face darkened.

He stepped on gossip repeatedly, and his body flew back.

With his right hand behind his back, just now he only felt that he had hit an iron mountain.

"hold head high--"

The high-pitched dragon chant sounded in the arena.

Qin Chuan was full of energy and blood, and his skin was dark, as if covered with a layer of iron sand.

Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt!
"Roar--"

There was another roar of the tiger, and the golden lines reappeared, covering Qin Chuan's whole body.

Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover!
Seeing the two top horizontal exercises, Yang Zhiming's face changed drastically.

The next moment, Qin Chuan stepped up directly.

Almost instantly, he caught up with Yang Zhiming who was flying back.

He didn't make any defensive moves at all, and the two doors for practicing kung fu were covered by each other, leaving him no weakness.

Raise your hand and chop vertically!

The ground was cracked, Yang Zhiming didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly used the dragon swimming technique, preparing to walk around the ring for time.

But his plan quickly fell through.

Suddenly, a strange force grabbed Yang Zhiming's ankle the moment he exerted his strength.

The strength is offset, and the balance is instantly destroyed.

Qin Chuan took this moment to be present.

Psychic power, the effect is average when used against enemies at the same level.

But it's used to abuse food.

very useful!
Qin Chuan raised his right arm, his muscles were knotted, without any moves.

It's just a powerful slap.

boom!
Yang Zhiming was sent flying in the air, his gossip seemed to have no effect, his chest went numb, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out in mid-air.

Just landed.

Qin Chuan didn't give him any chance to breathe, and came to him again.

Yang Zhiming only had time to raise his arms before he was slapped and flew out of the ring.

The timer stops.

The time was fixed at 27 seconds.

Yang Zhiming, a genius fighter at the ferry.

It only lasted less than 30 seconds.

Sitting on the seat, Bai Tianci's expression remained unchanged. The reason why he asked the three-star warriors to go up to defend the ring.

Very simple.

When that mysterious guy showed up last time, judging from the strength of the mental power displayed by the Tianyi Tablet, he hadn't mastered the power of mind.

The median Samsung, just right.

"Next person."

Qin Chuan stood in the middle of the ring, and in less than 30 seconds, his body was hot.

Yang Zhiming's fate poured cold water on everyone on the field.

Quenching the flames in their hearts aroused by spiritual weapons, this thing is not so easy to get.

Yang Zhiming was assisted off the field, but Qin Chuan's shot was still very measured, so as not to hurt his muscles and bones.

"I come!"

Seeing the deserted atmosphere on the field, Cao Feng snorted coldly.

"Xikang, Cao Feng."

He gestured to Qingchuan, and immediately opened his fists.

Like Yang Zhiming, he also used the artistic conception in an instant. At this time, hiding clumsiness is courting death.

Cao Feng's martial arts is the eight poles of the most yang and the most powerful.

He was certain that Qingchuan would not make a move immediately.

So he stood on the ring and began to adjust his breathing in order to push his state to the limit.

Ten seconds later, Cao Feng opened his eyes.

The tiger climbs the mountain hard!
He chose to confront Qin Chuan.

The fierce force touched Qin Chuan's skin, no different from Yang Zhiming.

Qin Chuan didn't even bother to defend.

The two horizontal exercises are superimposed.

Let his attack be as ridiculous as a child waving his arm.

The next moment, Qin Chuan raised his hand again.

The powerful slap wrapped around the strong wind and knocked Cao Feng into the air.

15 seconds.

He who chose to be tough with Qin Chuan, his grades are even far inferior to Yang Zhiming.

"Next." The old god Qin Chuan was still there, watching Cao Feng being lifted up.

His goal was locked on Sun Sheng who was at the front of the crowd.

Following by Bai Tianci's side, he naturally also understood that his ridiculously strong senior brother had a few more desirable seedlings in his heart.

Sun Sheng also took off his coat.

I estimated the time in my heart.

at this time.

Clang!
A long sword fell from the sky and stuck straight in the center of the ring.

"Who!" Qin Chuan's expression froze.

Behind him, Bai Tianci suddenly sat up straight, his eyes gradually brightened.

His eyes suddenly locked on the long iron sword stuck straight into the ring.

The plain sword body even has the manufacturer's stamp of the standard weapon on the tail.

But it was such a sword, but it exuded a fierce sword intent that excited him.

"finally come!"

Bai Tianci's reaction also alarmed Qin Chuan, he knew it clearly.

The person waiting for the senior brother seems to have arrived.

Bai Tianci looked at the crowd with eyes full of joy.

"Let me see your true face."

He was extremely looking forward to this moment, however, this wait was ten seconds later.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Even Qin Chuan couldn't hold back anymore, you look handsome swinging a sword, but what about you?

Tianci also frowned.

What is this guy doing?
Just when people were in doubt.

The blade that was inserted straight into the arena suddenly pulled out by itself.

suspended in the air.

"Aren't I right in front of you?"

An ethereal male voice sounded from the blade.

The whole dojo fell silent in an instant.

Countless warriors covered their mouths, their eyes were uncertain.

A sword, speak?

however,
In Bai Tianci's eyes, this has another meaning.

boom!
He sat up abruptly from his chair.

The blade is suspended, this is a sign of telekinetic power!
He suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Hui who was also in a daze.

"Didn't you say that last time his mental power was not able to form telekinetic power?"

Qin Hui was also stunned.

"Boss, his spirit was really not that strong last time."

His eyes flickered during the day.

"But in a few days, he actually broke through?"

This made Tianci couldn't help recalling the progress of his spiritual cultivation.

All these years, except for himself.

Tianci has never seen anyone with such a speed of practice.

"Genius."

Thinking of this, Bai Tianci's eyes sparkled.

This made him even more determined to wake up to include this person under his command.

It can break through one star in a few days.

Also proficient in the usage of telekinetic power.

Such a genius.

Not him!

(End of this chapter)