Fairy Dragon Maiden

Chapter 69

Among the six, Linghu Chong really cared too much about Gu Xing's figure, he heard that Gu Xing had defeated Feng Yunyong, but after careful inspection, Gu Xing's muscles were not even as strong as Feng Yunyong.

He immediately returned to the team, and asked the petite girl who was a head shorter than him in a low voice: "Your second brother, like you, has undergone muscle restoration surgery?"

Xiao Zhiyue shook her head calmly: "No, he simply likes to torture himself, and only eats one meal a day."

"One meal a day? Is he a god? He starved to death while fighting in games." Linghu Chong asked in surprise after hearing this.

"I feel the same way. As a girl, I feel hungry even if I eat less than three meals a day." Xiao Zhiyue replied flatly.

When several people were whispering, Lone Star and Alice had already approached them.

"Brother Lone Star, don't mind too much. We are not here to trouble you, but to compete with you and exchange feelings." The bald sweeping monk smiled friendly.

He is the tallest of them all, and also the oldest.

41 years old, wears old shirts, likes to roll up the sleeves on both sides of the arms, showing off the strong biceps.Hearing about the competition, Lone Star immediately became interested, and asked with a smile, "Are you all masters? If you're not, I won't be bothered fighting."

The meteor butterfly released its evil spirit, Linghu Chong folded his arms, and Linghu Chong looked serious.

None of the three men seemed very happy. The bald sweeping monk closed his eyes and clasped his palms together, as if he was praying to the Bodhisattva.

Xiao Zhiyue didn't go to see Lone Star. She and Lone Xing have never had a good relationship. If they have nothing important to do, they will pretend not to see each other when they meet, which is already a habit.

Even Lone Star's lovely dragon lady Alice went to visit her, because the dragon lady had a relationship with Lone Star, she ignored her.

Alice didn't need others to pay attention to her. She felt that having the master alone was enough, so she blinked her eyes and raised her head to stare at the side of the master's face in admiration.

Feng Yunyong at the side felt that what Gu Xing said was inappropriate, so he hurriedly grabbed Gu Xing, and the two of them turned their backs to the crowd, and whispered: "You are talking...Teng Zhimeng Guild, who is not a master, you say that , will be beaten."

"A master is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Is there anyone among them who is stronger than you?"

"Of course, and all of them!" Feng Yunyong had competed with these people, and he couldn't beat them alone. When Lone Xing asked this question, his eyes widened and his expression was extremely cautious.

Gu Xing nodded solemnly, pulled Feng Yunyong, and faced the crowd again.

I no longer dare to underestimate a few people. The strong respect each other. Even those who are weaker than myself, as long as they have worked hard to practice martial arts, their achievements are worthy of my respect.

"If your strength can satisfy me, there will be no problem in a few competitions. The global arena, or a deposit competition?"

"Hit here." The bald sweeping monk, with dead skin on his eyelids, pointed to the ground with dull eyes.

"Here?"

Gu Xing was slightly surprised, this is his own garden, he fights here, is he planning to make a mess here?

But if you look around, there are no delicate flowers growing in the garden plot, so it's not worth worrying about, and you can make the most of it.

At this time, Linghu Chong shook his bangs and asked, "Do you know that there is a place in the game, this place belongs to the player, it is not a safe zone, nor is it a wild place. What is this place?"

Linghu Chong answered in seconds: "The garden."

Linghu Chong scolded angrily: "I asked him, what's your answer? If you set up a net name similar to mine and come to snatch me again, are you brainless?"

Linghu Chong stared at the past: "You are stupid!"

Although Linghu Chong was the most muscular and taller than Linghu Chong, his strength was comparable to Linghu Chong's, and he didn't dare to bully Linghu Chong by virtue of his size advantage.

The two came from different sects, Linghu Chong came from Huayun Sword Sect, and Linghu Chong came from Huadao Sect, a sect that was popular with Huayun Sword Sect. Their relationship was in dire straits.

While staring at each other, Linghu Chong took out the Huaxia long sword, holding the hilt in his left hand and the sword in his right.

The blade is not thick, which is good for one-handed use.

A long sword with a hilt is also a type of two-handed weapon. If it is attacked by the hilt, it will also count as damage, but the damage will be halved.

Not to be outdone, Linghu Chong clicked on the item bar and took out the neon long knife, holding the handle in the left and the knife in the right.

The two rushed towards each other suddenly, each blocked the opponent's blade with the hilt, separated, kept the hilt of the left hand in front of the chest, and slashed several swords at the opponent with the sword of the right hand, with extremely fast speed and movement.

The swordsmanship of the two of them is not based on parry, but on dodge.

During Gu Xing's observation, he finally discovered an interesting thing, the sword does not drain the blood, but only cuts the opponent down.

After Linghu Chong cut Linghu Chong back with the blade, he rushed forward to kick him, but Linghu Chong pressed the tip of his sword against the sole of his foot and backed away again and again.

"Brother Lone Star, you've also seen that you won't lose your level if you fight casually in the garden." The bald sweeping monk walked over and said beside him.

"……I see."

"Guild members can visit each other's gardens. When you come to the garden in the future, you will have to compete with people from the same guild. Everyone is a militant. If you want to fight with people from other guilds, you can also invite them into the garden." Bald When the floor-sweeping monk spoke, he kept his eyes on the front.

"you……"

Gu Xing raised his gaze to look at him, and found that there were nine scars on his bald head that were burnt by incense, so he stared at him for a while feeling puzzled.

Until he didn't turn his head, but moved down with his eyeballs, and asked him:

"Are you a Shaolin monk?"

"Well, I have been a monk for 30 years." The bald sweeping monk nodded lightly.

I wanted to ask him jokingly, why you have been a monk for so long, why you never mentioned Amitabha, and that you are a benefactor or something, but after thinking about it, forget it.

Respect everyone's choice of mantra.

"Then I can't wait to ask you for your advice. Why don't we compete first?"

"Okay!" The bald sweeping monk nodded, ready to tap the air.

Xiao Zhiyue who was on the side came, and said with beautiful eyes: "Second senior brother, it's rare that so many masters gather together, and everyone wants to teach you a lesson. You only fight with Shaolin monks, which is too disappointing."

"Teach me?"

Xiao Zhiyue snorted, glanced away, and said to the two people in the fierce battle: "You two stop fighting, we agreed to learn the strength of my second senior brother together, why did you two start fighting first?"

Gu Xing stared at Xiao Zhiyue's back. Suddenly, his shoulders were put on his shoulders. He turned around and caught a glimpse of Feng Yunyong's decadent face. Several big brothers came to you to compete, if you want to blame, you can blame your little sister."

Oh, it turned out that it was all the conspiracy of the junior sister.

Gu Xing nodded, the little junior sister had already arrived with the two people who were fighting.

Several people gathered together again, and everyone took up a weapon in their hands.

The bald sweeping monk has SSR two-handed Kunlong stick, two Lone Star N Broken Iron Swords, Xiao Zhiyue two SR Water Frost Swords, Linghu Chong R Xiaojian, Linghu Chong R Yinhua Sword, Meteor Butterfly N ordinary ribbon sword , Feng Yunyong single-handed n black iron sword.

All the heroes gathered, Linghu Chong smiled heroically, clicked on the inventory, and took out a wine gourd: "It's just a melee of seven people, that's too boring. Let's grab the wine gourd. Before the famine in Chang'an City, I happened to buy it." Twenty wine gourds, the NPC asked me to give them, but I didn’t even give them. Let’s treat everyone as a drink today. Whoever grabs it will drink!”

"Okay!" Everyone readily agreed.

Although drinking in the game is boring, it is also fun.

Gu Xing was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the sword in his hand was about to fail, and wanted to fight with all his heart, so he said to everyone:

"Wait for me first, I'll ask my friend to buy some black iron swords for me."

(End of this chapter)