Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 580

Let Long Sandao be the first ring guard, in fact, there is something special about it.

After three days of auditions, preliminary rounds, semi-finals and final selections, the 20 contestants are all the sons of heaven, the best among young people. Everyone who participated in the competition had their true abilities in mind, and the 20 people who broke through the encirclement in the end, generally speaking, they were all first-class arrogant fighters.

Such young people can be described in one word as "young and energetic".

They are gearing up and eager to try.

Their newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they have always had the idea of ​​​​not convinced by the defender arranged by the organizer, and want to wrestle with the gods.

The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of whom in this world?

For such a vigorous challenger, it was actually a very good thing for the entire group arena.

If a young man has no vigor, what is a young man?

If that's the case, then this youth ring competition might as well be called a middle-aged and elderly tea party.

But if it is too lonely and rebellious, it will also deviate from the original intention of holding the competition.

Therefore, there must be a township person.

And Long Sandao is the most suitable person.

This buddy appeared on the stage dragging a slender saber, while his opponent was Murong Qiuyin from the Diancang Sect.

We met the Daoist Master Lanyue of the Diancang Sect that day, and this Murong Qiuyin is his proud disciple.

This little brother Murong, with the pride of his master, came up to the stage, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, when the referee read out the rules of the ring, he calmly stared at the mahogany sword in his hand, as if Look like a longing lover.

I don't hear what's going on outside the window with my ears, and I only focus on the sword in my hand.

Among other things, in terms of pretense, he is very strong.

This kind of style elevates his whole realm, but it looks like Long Sandao dragging a saber, which is particularly stupid.

One side seems to be a high-ranking, high-level practitioner, while the other side is a hooligan in the streets and alleys.

The appearance of Long Sandao as if facing a formidable enemy made us all want to laugh.

Yesterday, I saw him reading Stanislavsky's "The Actor's Self-cultivation", and I didn't expect to use it here.

Seeing his pretentious appearance, I knew that this kid must be planning something big.

If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

He wants to go to heaven.

Sure enough, when the referee announced the start of the match and the moment the copper bell rang, Murong Qiuyin, who had always seemed very calm, raised the mahogany sword in his hand and suddenly moved forward.

His aura changed suddenly, from a calm old monk to a ferocious beast that chooses people and devours them.

It seemed that in the next second, he was going to devour the opponent in front of him.

The sword in his hand turned into phantoms at that moment, and its power seemed a bit astonishing.

As expected of a young hero of the Diancang Sect, among other things, this sword technique can...

Can……

Cough cough, street performers can at least make money.

Just when everyone thought that this sword technique was gorgeous and really powerful, the master who looked like a hooligan finally made a move.

In the rivers and lakes, there are some people who fight with each other and like to pronounce the name of the move, which looks more dignified, such as "Be careful, look at my Tathagata Palm", "Evil thief, look at my Flying Immortal". Category.

The guy Long Sandao is the same, he fights with others, and he also likes to babble and babble.

But he couldn't pronounce the name of the move.

He was reciting: "One sword, two swords..."

Appearing with his voice, there is also the sound of clanging when the weapons collided.

For a patient with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder, Long Sandao showed the enemy's weakness before, let the opponent relax his vigilance and self-confidence, chose to fight him head-on, and then stepped up his offensive, directly defeating the opponent's momentum with two swords ...

All the foreshadowing he did was for the third knife.

Swish!
"Three knives!"

This knife was so sharp and concise that it was outrageously fast. With a speed too fast for people to react, it cut off the opponent's mahogany sword directly, and then the saber fell on Murong Qiuyin's neck. stopped just in time.

Because if one more point is scored, Murong Qiuyin's head will most likely rise into the air.

If that's the case, the blood sprayed from the severed neck is likely to reach a height of seven or eight meters, and if it falls, the ring will be covered with plasma, which will have a negative impact on the next fight. big impact...

Cough cough, what is said above is all nonsense, the main reason is the rules of the ring, you can't hurt people's lives, otherwise it will be counted as a loss.

Long Sandao just rushed to win, how could he admit defeat?

And the moment his knife stopped, it also perfectly confirmed his nickname.

Dragon three swords.

Listen, this nickname is so domineering, everything in the world is only three swords - although this matter has been broken when facing the leader of Hei Province, but for Long Three Swords, there are some things that can be persisted Yes, try to hold on.

After all, if the title of "Three Swords against the Enemy" is gone, he has to go back to the girly name of "Long Xiaomi".

It's sad to think about it.

That's why he ignored the demeanor of a master and deliberately pretended to be a little hooligan.

As for the confident young hero Murong, he didn't understand one thing until Long Sandao retracted the Zhanmadao.

Lose yourself.

And he didn't even carry three knives.

There were countless cheers from the audience, but those cheers were all for Long Sandao's bravery, none of them were directed at him.

"The excitement is theirs, and I have nothing."

At that moment, Murong Shaoxia understood Mr. Zhu Ziqing's loneliness in "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", tears welled up in his eyes, and he jumped off the ring without caring about the broken peach tree sword in his hand.

The referee also understood very well, and immediately announced: "In the first match, Long Sansao wins."

Look at the level of referees, and never mention Long Xiaomi.

After Long Sandao heard this, he glanced at us happily, and then left from behind with Zhanmadao in his arms.

Once again he protected his name.

Me, Ma Yi'ao, and Li An'an were all waiting to go on stage not far from the backstage, but this place is convenient for observing the ring.

Long Sandao only made three swords just now, as if some gentlemen who are not good at intercourse always have something to say, but people with a discerning eye can still read a lot of information from it.

In my feeling, although Long Sandao looks carefree, his saber technique is terrifyingly rigorous.

Whether it's swinging the knife, or chopping, or the moment when the sword is finally broken, Long Sandao's knife technique is full of indescribable rationality and rigor, as if his every move is the most correct thing .

One point more is too cumbersome, and one point less is impossible to achieve.

This knife technique is the same as solving a math problem.

Long Sandao returned triumphantly, and it was Li An'an who played next.

As the only female among the ring guards, after Li Anan came to the stage, she received countless cheers. After all, besides the elders and masters of the sect who became famous, most of the people who came to the meeting were from the cultivation world. young people.

This group of young people is full of energy, full of enthusiasm, and exudes a hormonal atmosphere, which is the time when they are full of energy.

So for Li Anan, they are welcome from the bottom of their hearts.

Such popularity caused Li Anan's opponent, Li Daniu from Funiu Mountain, to raise the nine-section whip in his hand a little bit embarrassedly.

He was a little embarrassed to do anything to such a beautiful and heroic young lady, but the young lady did not have any psychological barriers.

So after ten moves, Li An'an, who hadn't even pulled out his real martial arts sword, kicked him off the ring.

It wasn't until this time that the buddy understood.

What he was fighting against was not a beautiful and soft girl, but a tigress with dense fangs.

But it was useless for him to regret.

Who told him to be absent-minded and timid when he was on stage?

After Li Anan went down, it was Ma Yi'ao.

His opponent was a woman.

The person who came was a big girl from Huilongguan in the capital city. When she came to the stage, Elder Xin specially came over to explain, saying that this is the third generation of the Red Army, a little princess in the army, and Ma Yi'ao should be more gentle with her, and don't let anyone hurt her. go.

That girl may look like a woman, but she has fierce skills, with two short melon hammers, as if Li Yuanba is reincarnated, dancing vigorously.

Ma Yi'ao dealt with her for more than 20 rounds before he gently invited her down.

That girl from the capital city is a straightforward and generous girl, she doesn't care about losing, on the contrary, after stepping down from the stage, she made a circle and ran over to chat with Ma Yi'ao.

Judging by her enthusiasm, it seems that she has taken a fancy to Ma Yi'ao and wants to recruit him into the mansion to be the leader's son-in-law.

Next is King Langya.

King Langya was obviously a little unhappy about not being the last person in town.

Such unhappiness spread to the venue, causing his opponent to be extremely unlucky.

King Langya knocked down ten times with one force, in order to show his strength, with just one move, he directly knocked his opponent into the air, won thunderous applause, and countless people were astonished.

The last game, it's my turn.

I walked out slowly, saw my opponent, and couldn't help showing a smile on my face.

That person was Shaolin monk Shi Xiaolong.

Master Canye's personal disciple.

(End of this chapter)