The Brilliant Fighting Master

The tallest building in Wuhuang City is a bell tower. No matter where in the city, you need to look up to see the top.

The bell tower is not only tall, but also rooted deep into the ground, so the response from Yanlong spar is also the strongest.

Above the bell tower, three people sat.

They are Li Nanxing in the Hall of Heroes, Su Xun in the Hall of Evil Clouds, and Murong's disciple, Murong Long, the head of the eight inheritance family.

The three men dominated the top three of the A-level rising list for several years.

However, the top of the list has not been selected, not even the second.

Because the three have never formally played against each other, and they have won.

The arrival of the mask man was noticed by Li Nanxing, his face was calm, and his gloomy eyes did not change at all.

Su Xing raised an eyebrow and looked at it with interest.

"Popularity."

Mu Ronglong dismissed, a pair of black eyes was extremely cold.

Although the reactions were different, they did not mean to stop.

The mask man is located in the air and has not entered the city, which is not a violation of their rules.

If the person he wants to challenge is not willing to come out, he must not enter the city to challenge, otherwise, any one of the three can kill him at will.

However, how could a warrior with a strong heart be identified in a place where Longyu geniuses gathered.

Zhang Yu of the first-ranking dragon list came to the air and maintained the same height as the mask man.

No opening remarks are needed, and the killing spirit is full of two people.

"you are?"

Finally, the mask man spoke.

"The 50th in the A-level Dragon List, Zhang Yu."

Seeing that he didn't know himself, Zhang Yu froze with dissatisfaction.

"I didn't come to you."

The mask man's words were stunned. Although everyone preconceived that he came to challenge, is there anything else besides the challenge?

"Han Siming, are you there?"

Regardless of Zhang Yu's face, the mask man shouted below.

"It's crazy."

On the bell tower, the sentence of Soviet punishment was evaluated.

In front of Zhang Yu, he said that he was not looking for him, and then said Han Siming, who ranked higher than Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu's face told everyone how angry he was.

"If you intentionally anger me, you did it, and you will pay for it." Zhang Yu said.

"You misunderstood. I did not come to challenge Han Siming, nor did I come to challenge you."

The face under the mask was, of course, Jiang Chen. After separating from Han Siming, he was very worried about the safety of the other party.

In the mouth of the man defeated yesterday, he learned of Wu Huangcheng, so he came here.

"You insulted me and needed your blood to wash it."

Zhang Yu refused to stop, and the people in the city couldn't accept it.

"I say you! Can't be afraid!"

Someone was afraid of not being able to fight, and shouted below.

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. He didn't want to fight, but he planned to summarize the combat experience obtained in the past few days.

"Since you want to fight, fight." He said.

It was said that the people in Wuhuang City shouted their arms and opened their eyes, so that they could see every detail.

"Who, why are you wearing a mask? Could it be an old man?"

Before starting, Murong Long in the bell tower loudly.

This reminded people that if that was the case, Jiang Chen would not be eligible to sprint into the top 50, and he would not even be able to make the list.

Zhang Yu's strong war will also be temporarily suppressed after hearing this, saying: "Take off your mask, this will make you lose your dignity."

"There is a neurosis that will kill me. When I step into the war, I will naturally take it off." Jiang Chen did not do as he wished.

"It turns out that's why you're looking for people to fight around, that is to say, if you beat me, you will take off the mask?"

Zhang Yu understood his purpose, except for accidents, and thought it was reasonable.

"Yes."

Jiang Chen nodded and admitted that the other party is a master of battlefield, and only by entering the battlefield can he win.

"Unfortunately, people will only see you dead." Zhang Yu said.

Jiang Chen shrugged and refused to be outdone, saying, "As an opponent who allows me to master the battlefield, I will not kill you."

Neither of them said particularly arrogant and arrogant words, but still made people feel confident in words, which belonged to the strong.

"It turned out that he was fighting for this reason."

"He didn't want to fight just now. He wanted to wait until he mastered the battle."

"Now you're biting your head, aren't you losing?"

"Don't listen to him? You need to be integrated in the battle and become a master of the war."

"It's unlikely, unless he's a wicked genius."

The people in Wuhuang City discussed fiercely and understood the reason why the mask man started to work and Zhang Yu's determination to fight for dignity, making them even more expectant of the outcome.

"Stupid, or too stupid?"

Murong Long understood the words of the mask man, chuckled, and was very disdainful.

Finding an opponent who has entered the battlefield is really effective. He succeeded in this way.

The difference is that at that time, his opponent was a teacher that the family had paid for, and he applied pressure without hurting his life and left him time for epiphany.

Zhang Yu will never give such a chance to the people who shake his reputation, and will use the thunder method.

The fact is the same. Zhang Yu's long hair flutters, and his energy is like a angry dragon crashing.

At the time of the move, visible changes occurred in the transparent sky, and Zhang Yu's hands gathered energy like water polo.

"Templar clap!"

This is another opponent who is proficient in the palm of the hand. This is no coincidence, because the palm of the hand is more suitable for combat than the sword.

Many people temporarily give up their weapons before the combat level is improved.

For example, Jiang Chen, the sword in the waist has been accepted into the ring, and switched to double fist.

"Furious Dragon Fist!"

With a long whistle, Jiang Chen swept everything with his fists as heavy as a million.

Seeing this scene, Ying Wushuang in the crowd sighed.

When she saw the mask man, she felt familiar. Although the robe covered the figure, the back was still visible.

If Jiang Chen had a sword in his left hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ even if it was not a Chixiao sword, Ying Wushuang would definitely be him.

However, such an overbearing boxing method was not Jiang Chen she knew at all.

"What? Do you think he will be Jiang Chen?"

Murong kite deliberately sneered at her not far away. When the mask man said that she was being chased down, she also thought of Jiang Chen being chased and killed thousands of miles by Gui Cang.

Of course, she didn't want to believe it. Her fiance hadn't even made it into the first-class rising list, and Jiang Chen rushed to the 50th place all the way?

What a joke!

Seeing the mask man punching, it is certainly not Jiang Chen. Unlike Ying Wushuang, she is full of luck.

The first thought was: Fortunately not him.

"She thought it was the man named Jiang Chen? It was such a crazy dream, whimsical." Han Feiyu chuckled.

He never suspected Jiang Chen from beginning to end. He believed that those who were pursued by Gui Cang would surely die.