I Can See Probability

choke~

Seeing that the opponent's wooden sword danced like a silver snake in a chaotic manner.

Without any fancy, Chen Jing suddenly stabbed the stick in his hand forward.

"Puka~"

The wooden stick flew into the air, and what was greeted was Chen Mingsi's straight slash.

Covered by golden light, the sharp wooden sword was no less than pure iron and pure steel. The blade of the sword was facing the wooden stick, and it passed through it, splitting the wooden stick in two in an instant.

Under the ring, many onlookers sneered and sneered when they saw this.

"This foreigner thinks he is very powerful. It was just luck that he was able to advance before."

"When I went to the finals, I was afraid that I would lose the first game."

"Of course. Compared with the real masters, the gap is simply too obvious."

"Chen Mingsi has long since cultivated his Qi and his spiritual line has reached 75 centimeters. This foreigner is only 51. Why should he fight him?"

Amid the conflicting opinions, Chen Mingsi's Demon Demon Sword in the arena suddenly unfolded like a peacock, unfolding its brilliant sword shadow, forcing it to come to Chen Jing seven times in a row.

After Chen Jing retreated again and again, he used the same trick he used during the audition - a punch suddenly hit the ground.

A slight tremor shook, making it difficult to keep your feet steady.

But Chen Mingsi is Chen Mingsi after all, not the weak chicken of the audition. When he was shaking on the ground, he immediately jumped up and struck with a sword.

And when Chen Jing saw the timing, he didn't know when he was holding half a piece of wood in his hand. After a burst of blue light from his left arm dissipated, the wood quickly extended, becoming thick and long.

He propped the stick to the ground and paddled away in the opposite direction.

Chen Mingsi floated with a sword, walking in mid-air, and his movements were extremely gorgeous. It seems like a sword is coming from the west, and the sky is flying immortals.

With the support of the wooden stick, Chen Jing's back was close to the ground, as if he had slipped under his abdomen.

Just when the two were about to "wipe" past, Chen Jing raised the stick, swept it 180 degrees, and threw it precisely on Chen Mingsi's body.

Chen Mingsi was overturned on the spot by this stick.

After that, Chen Jing moved his footwork and chased up with a wooden stick.

Chen Mingsi kicked a carp and turned over. Just as he was about to get away, he felt that his neck was already being held by a wooden stick.

Looking back, the wooden stick was held in Chen Jing's hands.

In the situation just now, it was actually the ability to react.

Since the dead end has been resisted at this moment, it means that the outcome has been decided.

"I lost." Chen Mingsi sighed and put down his wooden sword.

On the electronic screen behind, Chen Mingsi's name was instantly crossed out by a red line.

After Chen Jing took the wooden stick, suddenly his left hand became a sword finger, and he raised it up to the sky.

——To make this gesture, it means that he is going to sit again!

This scene made the already noisy crowd almost boil.

"Sitting on the estate, he actually sits on the estate."

"This outsider actually won against Chen Mingsi, and he still wants to be in the village! It's crazy."

"This is not an audition, but you still dare to sit in the village."

During the audition, there were not a few people who sat in the village, especially this year, almost 70 or 80 people sat in the village.

But it is a rare thing to be in the finals.

Because the finals are not like the sea trials, the 300 winners of the finals were all selected from among thousands of people.

How can there be a generation of ignorant people? Each one is real.

Under such circumstances, those who dare to sit in the village are either inflated or stupid.

"Mom, although I see him very upset, I have to say that I admire his courage."

"You dare to sit in the finals. This is the first case in the past five or six years, right?"

"Yes, the last time he dared to sit in the finals was Chen Minghan. But what kind of person is Chen Minghan, this Chen Jing dares to imitate him regardless of how much he has?"

While the crowd sighed, even the supervisor elder couldn't help reminding: "Chen Jing, do you really want to be in the village? But have you figured it out?"

"Yes." Chen Jing nodded and said, "It's too troublesome to draw lots, why don't you just sit in the village."

"Since you are sure, don't regret it. There are only five rounds in the finals. If you can win to the end, you can enter the second round of the finals again."

If I can still win this time, then I don't need to participate in the 30-30 selection, and I will go directly to the next round to compete with the top 30 of the previous session.

"I'll meet you for a while."

As soon as the elder's words fell, one person jumped up in the arena.

His name was instantly displayed on the electronic screen - [Chen Mingkang] (the line of qi refining is 91 cm, the fire of the five elements)

The top 300 selected from thousands of people is indeed a lot of strong people.

This Chen Mingkang was a top 40 player in the last competition.

He chose to play at this time, probably because he wanted to show Chen Jing some color.

After he came to power, he started to move, spread his five fingers, and the flames flew all over the sky, like sparrows, flying in a flock.

He led the flock of birds with his hand, and under the sweep, the flock of birds fluttered towards Chen Jing.

Holding a wooden stick in his hand, Chen Jing danced like a whirlwind, and suddenly broke the stick into more than ten pieces. Then he shot down in different directions, and finally, Chen Jing squatted down and pressed his left hand on the ground, arousing his spiritual power.

In an instant, the green spiritual power mixed with the astral energy spread like a spider web, and then the wood that he had dropped before suddenly became a wooden stake, and it grew bigger and thicker from the ground. They are also connected to each other, as if to form a wooden prison.

As soon as this situation appeared, it restricted Chen Mingkang's actions. At least this prison makes it very inconvenient for him to move.

After that, Chen Jing waved his fists recklessly, rushed up arrogantly, dropped ten times with all his strength, and chased the opponent to fight.

Chen Mingkang wanted to burn the wood with fire~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But fire and wood are not directly opposed.

Fire can burn wood because the water has completely evaporated. If it is a twig, it is very difficult to catch fire.

When Chen Mingkang saw him rushing towards him, he could only step on the prison and dodge away if he wanted to avoid it.

But just when he jumped up, Chen Jing suddenly changed his moves!

Even Chen Jing laughed, as if he was waiting for him to make such a move.

[Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear·First Strike Style]!

swoosh~

Chen Jing suddenly shot a wooden stick, predicted the position, and threw it out.

bang~

When Chen Mingkang jumped over, he happened to bump into it, and was stabbed in the eye by the stick.

Then Chen Mingkang fell to the ground.

Chen Jing rushed over and hit the ground with a punch.

When Chen Mingkang just fell to the ground, the shocking force of the boxing sent Chen Mingkang flying.

Then he punched fiercely and swiped towards the fleshy part of Chen Mingkang's thigh.

Bang!

Only a muffled sound was heard.

Chen Mingkang flew out of the arena like a rocket.

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