Chapter 239 Little Fox Pretends

Huang Xian was about to walk towards the seat in the south when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Hu Qianjue in the east. No, to be precise, he caught sight of Lin Tianyou who was playing with his phone with his head down next to Hu Qianjue, and his body shivered involuntarily.

"He really came too!"

Huang Xian had been in contact with Lin Tianyou, and knew that this young man was a very terrifying person, not to mention cruel, and extremely arrogant.

That level of arrogance was no less than that of Park Jae-wook beside him, and he was definitely an opponent not to be underestimated.

"What's wrong?"

Park Jae-wook, who was wearing a mask, asked in a cold voice.

"Young Master Pu, Hu Qianjue's new boss, that strong man named Lin Tianyou has also come to the guild hall."

Huang Xian replied softly.

"Huh, just a small person from Zhongzhou City, who is also qualified to be called a strong man? Huang Xian, if you want to follow my Pu family in the future, you must be more courageous, so as not to lose face of my Pu family!"

Park Jae-wook glanced at Lin Tianyou, and a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

Just a teenager who likes to play with his mobile phone, he doesn't have the aura that a strong person should have, so he deserves to be called a strong person? ridiculous!

Huang Xian smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking. Also, Park Jae-wook is a genius with a half-god, half-demon spirit, so what if his own strength is not as good as Lin Tianyou's? As long as the heroic spirit is strong enough, Lin Tianyou can be tortured and killed.

Coming to the south seat, Huang Xian signaled to the host: "Let's start the competition."

The host nodded, then took the microphone and said loudly:

"Everyone, everyone has arrived, and now I will announce the detailed rules of this martial arts competition.

First of all, every opponent on the stage needs to take full responsibility for his own life. After all, fighting is ruthless, and death and injury are inevitable.

Secondly, there is the issue of rewards for the final winner. According to our agreement, the winner will represent his family and become the strongest family in Zhongzhou, and the other losers must unconditionally recognize the other party as the strongest.

Finally, if everyone has no objection, then the competition begins now! "

After the host finished speaking, he scanned the crowd and saw that no one had any opinions, so he immediately walked off the stage.

"Grandpa, if you win the martial arts competition today, then our Exorcist Dragon Clan will be able to gain a foothold in Zhongzhou, because they will unconditionally admit that you represent the strongest Ma family."

Ma Yan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ma Ligang showed a little complacency on his old face. Although he is very old and takes many things lightly, he is still very excited when it comes to the rise of the family.

Hu Qianjue squinted at the grandparents of the Ma family, and said to herself that you are here to indulge yourselves, and after the competition is over, some of you will cry.

As the host stepped down, two strong men immediately jumped up in the crowd.

One is dressed in a yellow Taoist robe and dressed as a Taoist priest, while the other is bald and dressed as a lay monk.

Both of them are exorcists from Buddhism and Taoism, their soul power and skill are not bad, and they fought as soon as they came up.

The bald head holds a long stick, using a set of subduing magic stick techniques, the shadow of the stick is whistling, full of momentum.

The Taoist priest held a wooden sword and used Wudang sword moves. Suddenly, the sword came and went, and the two fought inextricably, which was even more exciting than the fight on TV.

"Beautiful, so the Taoist's swordsmanship is so handsome!"

"That monk's stick technique is not bad either, with the soul power added to it, a wooden stick is comparable to an iron stick!"

The audience in the audience applauded in unison. In the eyes of these low-level exorcists, this kind of duel is already very standard.

Lin Tianyou also put down his cell phone, and stared at the Taoist's sword moves with relish, as if he was very interested.

"Oh, how stupid, tilt the Taiyi Sanqing sword down a little bit, it can be used in one move, but you have to be tough, you are so stupid!"

Lin Tianyou was born in a Taoist school, so he has a good impression of Taoist swordsmanship. Seeing that the Taoist priest on the battle stage used his sword moves wrong several times, he wished he could go up and kick him off the stage. Such a simple sword move is useless. too stupid.

"Hmph, it really is a country bumpkin from a small place, even watching the battle of a low-level Hundred Soul Exorcist so fascinated, it's useless."

Seeing Lin Tianyou's engrossed look, Ma Yan secretly despised Lin Tianyou.

The battle on the stage finally came to a conclusion. Because the Taoist's soul power was dozens of times lower than that of the monk, he was swept to the thigh by the opponent's wooden stick and lost.

But the game was not suspended, and soon the lower-level exorcists joined the battle, back and forth, and kept fighting for almost an hour. Finally, those big bosses in Zhongzhou City became a little impatient.

Hu Qianjue glanced at Lin Tianyou, and asked softly, "Young Master Lin, why don't I play first, and finish the game early so that we can go back early to eat the dinner made by Miss Zi Yuan."

"Okay, you can go up and warm up."

Lin Tianyou nodded in agreement, now that Hu Qianjue's strength has been greatly improved, he should not be defeated so easily.

"Yes, young master Lin, don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you."

Hu Qianjue laughed excitedly. Ever since his soul power rose to 3,000, he had been wanting to fight with an opponent of comparable strength. Unfortunately, he had no chance. Today's competition just happened to fulfill his wish.

He glanced contemptuously at the bald monk who was still guarding the ring on the battle stage. Although his soul power was only 600, he had to say that under a hundred souls, his strength was not bad. Unfortunately, today The main character is destined not to be a low-level exorcist with hundreds of souls, but the boss of Zhongzhou with thousands of souls.

The soul power was added to both legs, Hu Qianjue's knees were slightly bent, and then with a sudden jump, he jumped directly from the east seat to the battle platform tens of meters away.

Hu Qianjue suddenly showed such a trick, except for a few big bosses present, the rest of the audience were all stunned, and they were too scared to make a sound.

What kind of way is this? Could he not fly?

Everyone's heart was chilling, and the eyes they looked at Hu Qianjue were full of horror.

And the bald monk on the battle stage was so frightened that his back was covered in cold sweat. It was already his limit to be able to continue standing on the stage.

Hu Qianjue looked at the bald monk coldly, and said in a tone of pretense, "Get off the stage yourself, lest I strike too hard and destroy your soul."

The bald monk admitted that he was afraid of Hu Qianjue, but as a lay disciple of Buddhism, he was quite strong inside. He bit his tongue with his teeth, used the pain to forcibly dispel the fear from his body, and swayed the demon stick technique, saying in a trembling voice : "I'm sorry, facing a fox demon, I can't do such a cowardly act of defeating without a fight."

As soon as the words fell, the bald man put all six hundred soul powers into the wooden stick, and hit Hu Qianjue on the head with all his might.

"court death!"

With a sneer on Hu Qianjue's face, he slapped out his palm and collided with the opponent's wooden stick.

There was only a 'click' sound, and the sound of wooden sticks and bones breaking, and the bald-headed body flew out of the battle platform as if it had been hit by a truck.

PS: The third update is here, let’s be fast enough today, hehe.