Rebirth of the perfect brother-in-law

After saying that, Chu Nan didn't bother to look at Wang Qiang's face and walked straight away. Chu Nan always stayed away from people who were always thinking about playing tricks and taking evil ways.

Returning to the martial arts arena again, Chu Nan found that Wang Lin actually walked up to him and Li Li, and his face flushed with laughter from Li Li from time to time. Looking around, Chu Nan did not see Wang Qiang's figure. I wonder if he had gone to fight with Li Li again.

Others discussed his method of rapid promotion.

The average level of those who played in the afternoon was indeed several grades higher than that in the morning. They had no scruples and each showed their special skills. In the previous few games, some people failed every time. One of them was even stabbed and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Li Li bared his teeth and grinned while looking at it, but Wang Lin looked at it with amusement.

Li Li turned his head and murmured: "It's too violent, it's too violent." Wang Lin shook his head: "On the martial arts field, life and death are determined by fate. If you have scruples, how can you show your ability?"

Chu Nan snorted and said with a smile: "Don't you have any worries? You still want to revitalize the family."

Wang Lin shook his head: "I'm stupid. Besides, even if I die, I will still have my brother. Ever since I was a child, I have been unable to compare with my brother in anything. I will probably rely on him to revitalize the family." After thinking about it, he said happily: "But my martial arts skills are better.

The person who is higher than my brother is only at the seventh level, while I am at the eighth level."

Li Li grinned and said in surprise: "Oh my God, how old are you? Eighth grade?" Then he looked at Chu Nan, who looked indifferent, and said depressedly: "He is eighth grade, why are you not surprised at all?"

Chu Nan pointed to the stage and said: "Eighth Grade? There is one on the stage, and it is at least among the Eighth Grade."

What Chu Nan was talking about was Leng Yun, the son of Leng Li, the commander of the Imperial Guard Battalion. He was a top-notch iceberg man, but now he was fighting very fiercely. His opponent could be seen at a glance as someone who had experienced the battlefield, although he did not look like an eighth-grade man.

, but with that brave momentum, he was on par with Leng Yun.

Although Leng Yun is a famous genius, he has obviously never encountered such a fierce opponent. Every move his opponent makes does not feel like a martial arts competition, but more like a desperate effort. Even Leng Yun has no doubt that his opponent will kill him whenever he gets a chance.

Killing himself without hesitation. Leng Yun frowned, not wanting to be as calm and calm as in the morning.

Li Li murmured: "As expected of someone who has been on the battlefield, he can actually defeat the Iceberg Man."

Wang Lin retorted: "No, as long as this momentum subsides, Leng Yun will definitely win the doubt."

Sure enough, the crazy attack obviously consumed a lot of the man's physical strength, and his attacks became slower and slower. Leng Yun was obviously aware of this, and he also launched a fierce attack. If his opponent was not afraid of death when attacking, then Leng Yun was so fierce.

The cloud was like a gun, but the man was as calm as ever. After only fifty moves, Leng Yun struck his opponent's wrist with a sword. The man dropped the weapon slumped and covered the wound with his other hand, but blood continued to flow out from between his fingers.

The constant blood clearly stimulated everyone, and the next few games became more tragic and bloody. Even the referee's guard commander asked everyone to calm down several times, but it had no effect.

Wang Lin suddenly sighed: "As long as we, the people of Daliang, retain their bloody spirit, we will not be afraid of foreign enemies."

Chu Nan smiled and secretly agreed in his heart. Not long after the founding of the Liang Dynasty, the royal family and the common people still retained their blood. They wanted to perform martial arts in the palace in front of them. As long as you went on stage, no one would hold back because you were a royal relative. Even if

It was a mistake that severely injured the opponent, and there was a chance that no one would retaliate afterwards. Of course, not everyone has this bloody streak.

Chu Nan frowned as he watched Wang Qiang and one person fight back and forth for a long time. In the end, Wang Qiang's opponent showed a flaw and was defeated by Wang Qiang with one move. Obviously the guard commander also saw something fishy, ​​but he couldn't say anything.

He frowned and declared Wang Qiang the winner.

Wang Lin obviously saw something. He was a little ashamed and a little angry, but in the end he could only sigh dejectedly.

Chu Nan also sighed, and without using any fancy moves, he walked up to the stage step by step and looked at his opponent. This opponent was not very old, but his face was weathered, and his eyes were numb and cold.

There is only one strong man who has ever killed someone. He was the one who seriously injured someone with a single knife.

The man's body was also covered with paint, and he didn't bandage it. The blood continued to flow out. Chu Nan took a long sword from the weapon rack, weighed it in his hand, made a starting gesture, and said calmly: "Please

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The man pursed the blood on the corner of his mouth and swung out the heavy sword. Suddenly, there was a cold light. Li Li couldn't help but scream a few times. Chu Yue in the distance also looked frightened.

As soon as Chu Nan's long sword touched the horse-cutting sword, he felt a strong surge of force. To deal with such a fierce sword technique, he would either use his spirit to defeat his clumsiness, or become more fierce. Chu Nan thought about taking advantage of the force to retreat, and then used his flexible body skills and

The man circled around, and after a hundred moves, the man put away his sword and retreated, saying calmly: "If you continue to hide, there will be no way to tell the winner even in the dark."

Seeing that the man was still breathing well and not looking tired at all, Chu Nan knew that he had underestimated his opponent and sighed: "Okay, from now on, I will not take a step back."

Chu Nan snorted coldly and opened and closed the long sword. Although it was not as brave as Leng Yun's opponent, it still made his opponent frown. For a moment, the sound of gold and iron on the stage was loud, and sparks were shooting out.

Everyone in the audience was excited.

Chu Nan held a sword made in the palace, but in a head-to-head encounter, he was still no match for the army's sword-cutting sword. With a crisp sound, only half of the long sword in Chu Nan's hand was left. Chu Nan's opponent took a few steps back and looked at him in surprise.

Looking at the seemingly thin Chu Nan, he said: "Go and change weapons, I won't take advantage of you."

Chu Nan grinned and rubbed his sore and numb arms, and chuckled: "No need, half of them can still beat you."

The man saw that Chu Nan was not grateful and was not polite. He waved his long sword and fought again. Chu Nan had the broken sword in his hand and was immediately at a disadvantage. Chu Nan would not be stupid enough to fight head-on. His feet flicked left and right.

, the swordsmanship became cunning and vicious. When the opponent's long sword swing was about to run out, he stepped forward and placed the broken sword on the man's neck in the blink of an eye.

The man looked at the short sword in front of him, then at the long sword on Chu Nan's shoulder, put the sword away and backed away, saying: "My skills are inferior to others, Su Liang admits defeat."

Chu Nan smiled and walked slowly into the crowd. Li Li shouted: "It's so powerful. You actually won. That's a seventh-level master."

Chu Nan staggered and almost fell, but luckily Wang Lin held him up. Li Li looked at the stands and said, "Are you going to be injured? Have a good rest, it's my turn to play."

After beating Li Li away, Wang Lin frowned and said, "Are you injured? In fact, you shouldn't confront him head-on."

Chu Nan smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm still injured. I just have some qi and blood surging. It will be fine in a while."

Chu Nan adjusted his breathing aside for a while, and Li Li came back with a grin on his face. Li Li's opponent was Zhou Xiaoxian. After sustaining a hundred moves, Li Li knew that he had lost. Fortunately, he was an acquaintance, and he was not injured, but was kicked.

A few feet, and I suffered some physical pain.

Chu Nan secretly took a few pills, and then took out one and handed it to Li Li, secretly thinking that it would be a waste for you to use it. Li Li glanced at Chu Nan hesitantly, swallowed it in one gulp, and felt that his meridians were injured quickly.

After clearing the place, there was a large amount of coolness in the area where he was kicked. He was surprised and said: "What kind of medicine is this? Is it so effective? Don't hide it, give me a few more self-defense pills."

Chu Nan dodged Li Li's thieving hand, put the medicine away, and said disdainfully: "I feel it's a waste to give you one. Besides, you don't need this thing on weekdays. This medicine is precious, so I'll keep it for myself."

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After saying that, he ignored Li Li's entanglement and looked at Wang Lin's extraordinary performance on the stage. Wang Lin's opponent happened to be an acquaintance, Jian Cong, the son of his favorite minister Jian Rong. Obviously Wang Lin was letting him know what Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon was.

, what is an eighth-grade master?

Chu Nan watched for a while and couldn't help but laugh. Jian Cong was very skilled, but he was obviously no match for Wang Lin. However, Wang Lin was not in a hurry to win. He actually connected his sword with him. Upon closer inspection, Wang Lin turned out to be

He was imitating Dugu Qiu's swordsmanship. Although he was a little stumbling in the execution, it still left Jian Cong in a hurry. Chu Nan glanced at Dugu Qiu from a distance and saw that he also had a serious face, obviously not expecting that someone could imitate him.

Wang Lin's seemingly lame but powerful sword moves quickly made Jian Cong angry. After a while, the sword moves changed again, forcing him to abandon his sword and admit defeat.

Chu Nan sighed with emotion on his face. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that there was such a genius in time? However, although there were many people with such eyesight present, most people still looked ignorant and did not see the beauty.

Then Duguqiu and Leng Yun also came on stage one after another, and they had a thrilling victory over their opponents. Chu Nan also came on stage once, using his dexterous body skills and Tai Chi to use force to offload his opponent, toying with him for a long time, and successfully forced his opponent off the stage.

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By the time the sun had set to the west, there were only eight people left who were qualified to participate in the competition. As expected, Dugu Qiu and Leng Yun each took a seat, while Zhao Kuo, who was originally very famous, was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a seventh-level ruthless man.

left the field, while Zhang Mian and Wang Lin, who had been silently heard before, shined brightly.

But the most eye-catching thing is Chu Nan, the fifth young master of the Chu family who is the most unlucky. If the first game was based on luck, then Chu Nan really won the next few games and convinced his opponents. As for the other top eight players,

Three, and not surprisingly, all came from the Northland Army Camp.

The top eight have finally emerged, and now it can be said with certainty that none of the eight has reached this point by luck, and Sun Mian, Wang Lin, and Wang Lin have become famous overnight, and Chu Nan can be said to have washed away the reputation of trash from his head.

Head. Just look at Chu Yuan, who has always been unsmiling, and his eyes are almost narrowed, and you can tell how happy he is.

But then Chu Yuan couldn't laugh anymore, because Chu Nan's opponent in the next round was the sinister and vicious sissy Dugu Qiu, an eighth-level master who had never been defeated before.

Chu Nan stood on the stage and looked at Li Ling and Yang Mei Chu Yue from a distance. Li Ling couldn't hide his surprise, but when he saw Dugu Qiu, he smiled and shook his head. Chu Yue still looked very serious.

She looked excited. She saw Chu Nan looking over and waving vigorously with her lips pursed, while Yang Mei beside her lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Chu Nan looked at Dugu Qiu who was waiting patiently and smiled. He lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying the second sentence today that made the whole audience gasp.

"Well, Dugu, why don't you admit defeat!"