Super Urban Master

As a man with a bald head, how could a woman like Liu Yan take the lead and never give in.

"No, your next game, this time I will go."

"You...!" Liu Yan raised her eyebrows.

"Okay, don't fight anymore. You might have the chance to fight. Go bald this time." Qin Hao interrupted the dispute between the two, with irresistible majesty in his tone.

Liu Yan had to shut up and took a step back, but the bald head stepped forward excitedly, preparing to become famous in the first battle just like Nie Jingshan just now.

"Bald head, put away your happy mood." Qin Hao said coldly: "That person is a master in the early stage of transformation, do you know what the concept of transformation is? His combat power is countless times higher than that of the martial artist who entered. In terms of realm, you can at most fight the mid-term entry, and extraordinary performance is also the late entry. Therefore, your battle will be more dangerous and difficult than Nie Jingshan."

"Remember, you are the same as Nie Jingshan. Your advantage is your martial arts and weapons. Make full use of your advantages and you can win. Go ahead."

Bald headed a respectful salute, "Yes, instructor." After the ceremony, he took the axe out of the stands and jumped onto the high stage of the competition.

As soon as the bald head went out, Li Zhanwu next to him seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said, "Qin Hao, what did you say just now? Bald head is Oppa. He can only fight against the middle or late stage of entry? Isn't he a master of transformation? How could it be possible? ...?"

"When did I say that he was a master of transformation?" Qin Hao replied with a sniff.

"Huh?" Li Zhanwu was taken aback, and then froze, "You stinky boy, who told me that Ouba and Liuyan were transformed into a realm in your house the day before yesterday?"

"Go, did I ever say that they are Transmigration Realm? It seems that someone thinks that way? Fortunately, I have some evidence, Ying, you tell him, did I say that Bald Head and Liu Yan are Transmigration Realm masters that day?" Qin Hao Looking back at Shi Bingying.

Shi Bingying naturally nodded and replied softly: "No."

"Uh...?" Li Zhanwu rubbed his forehead severely. He thought about it. It was true that Qin Hao didn't say this directly that day, but Qin Hao's attitude that day was different from his motherly confession, so it was just acquiescence.

"You, you, what a **** kid, you **** dare to fool me, this matter is not over with you, and I will settle accounts with you in the future."

Li Zhanwu’s anger, if they knew that the bald heads would have such a little strength, none of them would be a master of transformation. He would not agree to participate in this challenge when he was killed, even if others said he was cowardly, timid, and desperate. To keep these seedlings as well, just treat him as patience and humiliation.

But now it's too late, and it's impossible to give up. It's all caused by Nima Qin Hao as a bastard.

"Lao Li, you will be at ease if you come. Don't be restless."

It’s okay if Qin Hao didn’t say this. When he said that Li Zhanwu was even more annoyed, “They just have such a strength and want to fight against the masters of the transformation realm. How do you let me settle? You know that they have such strength, but you repeatedly insisted on letting them come. You even bewitched me, you are a lunatic, joking about their lives."

Hearing this, Qin Hao's face sank, "Li Zhanwu, if you are still a **** soldier, just shut up for Lao Tzu!" As soon as he said this, Qin Hao exudes a powerful momentum, and several people around him I felt cold, my heart trembled, especially Li Zhanwu next to him, he was not a martial artist, and the coercive aura made him a little breathless.

"Listen, this battle of life and death is a necessary experience for them, a hurdle they must pass. No one is joking about their lives. I am not so bored! To grow into a real warrior, you must go through blood and fire. I’ve already told you about this test, and I don’t want to repeat it again. After they have passed this level, they will have the hope of becoming strong in the future. Otherwise, they will be a group of wastes. My students, I can’t let them be waste!"

Although Qin Hao's words were very low and could only be heard by a few people around him, every word was very hard.

"Furthermore, I have also told you that a high realm is not necessarily the strongest. Nie Jingshan has already proved with facts that he won the first stage peak against the entry peak, and he won vigorously."

Li Zhanwu was taken aback again, "Jing Shan is the warrior of the first stage?"

"What state do you think he is?" Qin Hao asked with a cold snort.

"I...?" Li Zhanwu choked.

"Don't talk nonsense, now look at the bald heads. It's life or death, and everything depends on them." Qin Hao stopped talking after speaking, and looked at the high platform. Deep in his heart, there was also a hint of worry. It just didn't show up on the face.

The bald battle was different from Nie Jingshan. Nie Jingshan took advantage of a lot of opponents underestimating the enemy. Now others have understood the strength of the Sky Group, even if they underestimate the enemy, they will not be too underestimated.

Therefore, this cheap bald head can no longer account for much.

In addition, the bald head is fighting against the masters of the world. Although the bald head is a second-order warrior, which is higher than the realm of Nie Jingshan, the world is also higher than the entry, and there is a huge gap between the world and the entry, compared to the entry and the beginning. The gap between the two cannot be compared.

Therefore, the bald battle is very dangerous.

On the stage, Xiang Yun, who is in the Dragon Team, stared at the bald head on stage. In the early stage of entry?

If a warrior in the early stage of entering the country stood in front of him before, he didn't even bother to take a look. Such an opponent, he could slap a few of them to death with a slap in the face of a master of transformation.

But before he took the stage, he had been told not to follow in the footsteps of Fat Leopard, and just now he had seen Nie Jingshan's terrifying power with his own eyes, so he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. The weapon was also revealed for the first time in his hand, a generous steel knife.

However, when he saw the short axe in his bald hand with a gap in the axe, he didn't want to underestimate the enemy, so he couldn't help but contempt for a while, and he was embarrassed to use this tattered thing as a weapon?

This can only be said that he has shallow knowledge and not enough knowledge of goods. The Dragon Taibai in the audience is different. As a master of the spirit realm, he stared at the axe in his bald hand, his eyelids twitched fiercely, and his hatred deepened.

It's another rare and good weapon. Just now Nie Jingshan's ghost head sword made him think that the dragon group was raised by a stepmother. He didn't expect that the bald head was also a top-quality weapon. This time he felt that the dragon group was even the queen. The mother-in-law is not as good as the mother-in-law.

"I don't kill unknown people when I report my name."

On the stage, Xiang Yun stared at his bald head murderously, and spoke indifferently.

Bald also responded indifferently, "The big name Ouba, nicknamed Bald."

"Oba, the name is scumbag, I hope your strength is not as scumbag as your name." Xiang Yun sneered.

"You'll know if you try it." The bald axe shook, and a cold light flashed.

"Then take it." Xiang Yun took the lead, and the steel knife turned into a white light and slashed towards the bald head.

"Dangdangdang..."

The sound of Jintiejiaoming sounded on the stage, and everyone in the stands stared wide-eyed, with a thrilling heartbeat, watching the fight above without blinking.

This fight didn't seem to be so fierce and fierce compared with the previous one, but it was you and me, the swords and axes, and the continuous collision, which seemed even more exciting.

Li Zhanwu in the audience was always struggling. He didn't know the true strength of the bald head. Now that he knew it, he had been worried about the defeat of the bald head. This defeat might be dead.

On the other hand, Qin Hao had a calm and indifferent expression. Seeing the fighting above, he seemed to understand something.

Sometimes, some warriors practice, and they can also gain a certain understanding by watching others fight.

In this confrontation, the two men attacked and killed each other more than a dozen moves. The bald head, who was far behind by a big margin, fought evenly with the opponent. After the two separated, they turned to Yun Man’s face with a look of horror and looked towards the bald head. No more contempt for his axe, because his steel knife has now become a saw blade. And the tattered goods he laughed at just now were not damaged in the slightest.

It turned out that the tattered goods were a top-quality weapon. The warrior saw good things, especially good weapons.

If the weapon is used in his hands, he can also leapfrog a level, so he roared in his heart: it belongs to me.

The next moment, he didn't keep it anymore, with a whistle, the man and the knife merged into one, turning into a stream of light with the wind, brushing the side of the bald head in a flash, the speed is so fast that people can't see it, this is the master of the world Horror speed.

Bald head felt the danger on the left side approaching, and hurriedly swung his axe to cut it down.

There was a "chih".

The axe chopped off by the bald head only cut to an afterimage. The clothes on his left waist made a tearing sound, and a string of blood was taken out by the steel knife that was slashed and spilled into the air.

"Well!"

The audience in the stands exclaimed. Li Zhanwu's hands tightened and he almost couldn't help standing up. The worry and anxiety on his face became more serious.

"Qin Hao, Oppa..." Li Zhanwu couldn't help turning his head to look at Qin Hao.

But seeing that Qin Hao's face was still calm and indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation, he even ignored Li Zhanwu's words to him.

"Dad, don't worry, let's keep watching." Seeing Li Zhanwu in the back, Li Tielan comforted him by pressing his shoulder.

Li Zhanwu nodded and sat down again.

He secretly vowed in his heart that if something happened to the bald head, he would strangle Qin Hao afterwards.

Xiang Yun on the stage was successful and grinned at the bald head, "You are very good, but unfortunately you are still too far from me. I kill you as if I kill a chicken."

"Really?" The bald head gritted his teeth, without even looking at the wound, staring at the opponent fiercely, "Unfortunately, I am not a chicken. I want to kill me. See if your knife is so fast?"

"Ha, it seems that I was not fast enough just now, so let you see what'fast' is?"

When the people in the stands heard this sentence, their hearts jumped. The move just now was fast enough. Isn't this his true strength?

Sure enough, the next moment, the pupils of the spectator shrank, and Xiang Yun disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye. When they saw people again, Xiang Yun had already grinned and stood behind his bald head.

"He is behind you, be careful!" Li Zhanwu yelled uncontrollably. As soon as he screamed, Xueliang's steel knife wiped the back of the bald head again, and another stream of blood flew up, and the bald head suddenly turned his head and chopped it, still chopped a blank, this time even the afterimage was not chopped.

Fast, too fast, almost unbelievable.

This is a speed-type warrior.

"Instructor, he seems something is wrong with his bald head." Behind, Liu Yan couldn't help stepping forward and whispered behind Qin Hao.

According to her understanding, the speed of the bald head shouldn't be so slow. Even if Xiang Yun's speed is faster than him, he shouldn't have the ability to resist at all and let the opponent succeed twice in a row. What is the bald head doing?

Qin Hao nodded slightly and said: "I know." After finishing the three words, he stopped talking, and continued to calmly stare at the stage, staring at the bald head, wondering in his heart: What is the bald head doing?