pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 1811 Win to her
The thought in Zhu Chuan's mind just flashed, and then the opponent came over and fought together with swords raised. He told her to win with three moves, and he would never delay to the fourth move.

it is good!
This time the opponent's strength was not very good, Zhu Chuan forced him back with a sword, and the following shouted loudly.

For the strong, everyone worships them, and the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes worship them even more.

Zhu Chuan cupped his fists, "Who else wants to challenge?"

As long as you can stand at the end of the game, you can win the final reward.

In fact, there are some people with good kung fu in the crowd, but they don't want to go up first, even if the opponent in front is weak, there is still a certain amount of consumption, so it is difficult to win from the beginning to the end of the battle.

"I come!"

If there is no one to challenge, the competition will be over, and the winner will be the one in the ring, so someone has to come up as a last resort.

The one who jumped up used a knife, and it was a very heavy one, and he played like a tiger.

Long swords will be at a disadvantage against heavy weapons, unless the kung fu surpasses the opponent too much.

Naturally, Zhu Chuan didn't take this one seriously, and resolved it quickly.

Just like that, there were people coming up to the stage non-stop, jumping up after being beaten down, and no one came up after about a quarter of an hour. All those who wanted to participate were all defeated.

"A master! This is a real master."

"Did you see the sword in his hand? It must be the legendary magic weapon."

"If I had such a weapon, it would definitely be so powerful."

"I wanted to show my face at first, hey, let's go, this time there is no play, come back next time."

"..."

A group of people complained and left, and they were helpless when they met such a master.

Chu Ya listened to all of this from below, and laughed in her heart, what kind of magic weapon, that man clearly said that it was still alive, and he didn't even open the scabbard.

It has to be said that his kung fu is very high.

Zhu Chuan didn't care about these remarks at all, and even ignored those who wanted to get close. If he really boasted to these people, he would be depraved.

"This young man, as the winner, can choose a convenient weapon here, please."

The person who organized the group arena came over and asked someone to roll out a weapon rack for Zhu Chuan to choose.

Zhu Chuan glanced at it, picked up a dagger, and hid it on his body for self-defense, which was very suitable for her.

"Young man stay here." Seeing that Zhu Chuan was about to leave with a dagger casually, the organizer immediately stopped him.

"What? You can't choose this?" Zhu Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Ok, Ok."

"I want to give you money?" There are many events held like this, asking you to choose some money, which is actually selling in disguise.

"No need, no need." The middle-aged man who ran over wiped his cold sweat, what was all this about?
"Then what did you ask me to do?" Zhu Chuan had already seen Chu Ya approaching, and was very impatient to be caught by this man.

The man was helpless, and he still had to explain patiently, "That's right, our master held this event to choose a master to protect the master and comfort him. Don't worry, the price will definitely satisfy you."

"..."

It was only then that Zhu Chuan understood that the competition of feelings was clearly a game for people to choose a nursing home.

"Hehe!" Zhu Chuan sneered, and pointed at him, "Do you think my father sent you some money?"

How much is it compared with him?Brain problem.

Although he doesn't have as much money as Song Qingge and Xiao Jinyi, there are few people who can compare with him.

(End of this chapter)