Urban magic doctor

"He Ting, He Ting, He Ting..."

Everyone in He Town shouted He Ting's name. They were the largest group and suppressed all the voices from other towns.

For a moment, the whole place resounded with "He Ting", like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

At this time, the crowd in Hezhen was seen making way for a passage.

In the middle of the passage, He Ting, dressed in white robes and with a long sword at his waist, walked out unhurriedly.

He has a majestic appearance and a cool demeanor, and with He Zhen cheering for him, he has a bit of a star appearance.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"Third Young Master, I love you and I am willing to be your slave!"

"Third Young Master, come on!"

He Ting's popularity in He Town is obviously very high.

Women, especially, are full of admiration for him.

Not only Hezhen, but also the other four towns had his admirers, who looked at him and were very excited.

At this moment, his appearance set off a climax.

With a confident smile on his lips, he walked straight to the front row of He Zhen's viewing area, looked at Chen Yang on Huang Zhen's side, raised his hand and made a throat-cutting gesture, and then sat down.

"Third Young Master is provoking Chen Yang!"

"That throat-cutting action is so cool."

"Chen Yang actually dares to fight Third Young Master. He is not qualified at all. He is dead."

The crowd was talking a lot, and the conversation was one-sided. No one was optimistic about Chen Yang.

Even here in Huang Zhen, everyone frowned.

They glanced at Chen Yang and saw that he was calm and composed. They were speechless for a while. The battle was about to begin, but Chen Yang was still so calm and generous.

Seeing that everyone in the town had arrived, Hejia Hejuba rose into the air, suspended in the air, and looked towards the five viewing areas to the east.

"It's great. I'm really jealous that he can fly."

"As long as you advance to the Dan Formation realm, you can also fly. There's nothing to envy."

"There are only a few Dan Formation realms in the entire Taoyuan? How can it be that easy to fly?"

Everyone looked at He Juba in the sky with envy in their eyes.

Flying has been a dream of mankind for many years.

The feeling of flying by oneself is definitely different from that of an airplane.

Looking at He Juba at this moment, even Chen Yang was looking forward to the feeling of flying in the air after he advanced to the Dan Formation Realm.

"quiet!"

He Juba said something calmly, his voice spread, and the voices in the audience gradually subsided.

After it quieted down, he briefly said a few opening remarks, and then the martial arts meeting officially began.

There are four towns, and the number of people fighting in each town is different, about six to eight.

After all, those who can advance to the enlightenment realm before the age of thirty are extremely talented people, and these people must be in the minority.

Every participant has been numbered.

According to the numbers, the heads of the five towns will draw lots.

The reason why the head of the family is asked to draw lots is to prevent someone from cheating during the drawing.

The more than thirty participants have varying strengths. If the early stage of consecration meets the middle stage of consecration, they will generally lose.

Another example is He Ting. They all thought that he would win the first place in this martial arts competition, and no one wanted to meet him in advance.

The Wushu Association adopts an elimination system, so the arrangement of the battles greatly affects the ranking.

The ranking will determine the final resource allocation.

Therefore, the family heads are very concerned about the fairness of the lottery.

After the draw, the announcement was made.

Chen Yang glanced at the bulletin board and realized that if he wanted to fight He Ting, he only needed to enter the top eight to meet him.

After drawing the lots, Huang Zhengtao returned to the Huangzhen viewing area, with a guilty look on his face, and said to Chen Yang: "My dear nephew, I'm really sorry. If you hadn't been asked to fight for Huangzhen, you wouldn't have encountered this trouble with He Ting. "

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Uncle, I can't blame you for this. The battle between He Ting and I will take place even if there is no Taoyuan Martial Arts Association. Why do you have to blame yourself?"

Huang Zhengtao shook his head and warned: "Chen Yang, it's not that I don't think highly of you, but the realms between you and He Ting are indeed a bit different. When you meet, if you can't beat, just admit defeat. Although the martial arts will No matter life or death, you can admit defeat."

"knew."

Chen Yang agreed with his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

At this time, the battle has begun.

The first battle was between Xuan Yongxing of the Xuan family and Cao Bei of the Cao family.

Xuanyongxing was in the middle stage of Consecration and Cao Bei was in the early stage of Consecration. There was no suspense in this battle. Xuanyongxing won easily and beat Cao Bei unconscious.

Then the second game, the third game, the fourth game...

Six battles were fought in succession, and there were no surprises. The middle stage of Consecration defeated the early stage of Consecration, and the fight between the early stages of Consecration was inseparable. These were all expected.

Those who win are naturally in a good mood.

Those who lose will regretfully exit the competition and lose the qualification to compete for resource allocation.

Ranking will be done only after entering the second round.

The top sixteen will receive different scores, and the five towns will ultimately determine the allocation of resources based on the total number of scores.

In the seventh game, it was Chen Yang versus Chrissie Chau.

Chrissie Chau is the strongest member of the Zhou family. She is in the middle stage of consecration and is very famous in Taoyuan.

Of course, she is famous not only because of her talent, but also because she is a beauty.

Chrissie Chau wears a black vest on her upper body and a pair of black leather pants on her lower body, which outlines her seductive figure and is very sexy.

This outfit is different from the style in Taoyuan, but it is the same as that of people outside.

When she walked out of the stage, she twisted her waist and blew kisses to everyone. She looked like a sexy actress on the stage, causing the whole audience to howl, which was no less than the cry when He Ting first appeared.

"Chen Yang, come here, sister, let's play with you."

When she arrived on the court, Chrissie Chau raised her fingers towards Chen Yang, her eyes full of charm.

Huang Shiyun showed disgust on her face and quickly reminded Chen Yang: "Chen Yang, be careful, this person is good at seducing men and then attacking suddenly."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in this kind of woman."

Chen Yang turned around and smiled at Huang Shiyun, then walked straight onto the battlefield.

Chrissie Chau looked at Chen Yang and said with a smile: "You are quite handsome, but it is a pity that you have to die in the hands of He Ting. To tell you the truth, the He family has contacted the Cao family, Zhou family, and Xuan family. Before you met He Ting, everyone else gave up and left you to He Ting, who wanted to kill you with his own hands."

The entire battle area covers an area of ​​one square kilometer, but there are only cultivators present, which does not prevent everyone from hearing the conversation between Chen Yang and Zhou Xiuna.

At this moment, knowing that He Ting arranged for Chen Yang's opponents to admit defeat, the whole audience became more and more looking forward to that battle.

They were not looking forward to a wonderful battle, but looking forward to He Ting teaching Chen Yang a lesson.

At this time, Chrissie Chau licked her lips, her eyes were as charming as silk, and then said to Chen Yang: "If you meet He Ting, you won't even have a chance to admit defeat. He is too strong. However, I can give you a chance to live. If you admit defeat now, you won't meet He Ting. How about it, little cutie, just admit defeat!"