Chapter 591 Sword Demon
The sword demon clock has no time, the blue shirt is holding the sword, and the aura around him is vague and uncertain.

Chen Zhengqian was dressed in a very ordinary military uniform, but he was recognized as the strongest in the base, bar none.

Now there is about to start a world-shattering battle between the two, which makes the crowd on the sidelines, how can they not be excited and looking forward to it.

This is a competition between the two top experts in the base. If you can understand a little bit from it, it will be enough for you to absorb it for a long time.

Many people had already learned a lot from the battle between Chen Zhengqian and Wu Xingzhi just now. Now there is another Zhong Wu Qi, and everyone is looking forward to the upcoming competition.

The biggest question now is whether Chen Zhengqian is willing to accept Zhong Wuqi's challenge.

If you are willing, it's fine. Everyone is ready to prepare melon seed soda and sit in a row to watch the show. If you are not willing, you will have no choice but to leave disappointed.

Everyone was a little nervous.

Chen Zhengqian looked at Zhong Wuqi in front of him, and knew that he might not be able to refuse today. It just so happened that he also wanted to get a feel for the Sword Demon and see how strong this chief disciple of the Sword Sect was.

Just say: "Okay, I agree."

Many sect disciples outside the arena were in an uproar, and then became excited one by one, and the good show began immediately.

Even Wu Xingzhi and the three of them, although they had just experienced a big battle and were physically and mentally exhausted, when they heard this sentence, they were shocked immediately, as if their bodies had been injected with a booster.

This is a competition between the first and the second. In terms of realm and intensity, it is definitely better than the one just now.

Jue Ming sat cross-legged on the ground and asked, "Wu Xingzhi, what do you think is the chance of the sword demon winning against General Chen?"

If it is said that the one who knows the Sword Demon best is the disciple of the Sword Sect, among them, Wu Xingzhi is one of the three masters of the Sword Sect, and he has fought against Zhong Wuqi many times. His understanding of the Sword Demon is as good as It is right to say that it is the most profound of all.

Wu Xingzhi looked back at him when he heard it, and shook his head: "I don't know, but it probably won't be higher than [-]%."

"Thirty percent is so high?" Li Qingyang looked over in surprise.

Wu Xingzhi was choked and said helplessly: "I actually don't know how strong Senior Brother Zhong is. The last time I competed with him was a year ago.

At that time, he only used fifty moves to defeat Junior Brother Zhao and me.As for where his strength is now, I don't know. "

In fact, [-]% is already an overestimation of Zhong Wuqi.

Wu Xingzhi knew in his heart that it was impossible for Zhong Wuqi to win against that pervert Chen Zhengqian. Although Zhong Wuqi's strength surpassed that of the disciples of the Sword Sect, Chen Zhengqian was no longer a normal human being.

Can humans go head-to-head with Tyrannosaurus rex?
Obviously not!

If he could cause harm to Chen Zhengqian, he would be proud enough.

Just now, three of them came together, and he beat him violently in turn. Thinking about it makes me feel heartbroken.

It's just that Wu Xingzhi still has a glimmer of hope for Zhong Wuqi in his heart. After all, as a fellow apprentice, he wants to see Zhong Wuqi shine in this competition more than anyone else.

That's why he thought that Zhong Wuqi's winning rate was as high as [-]%.

It's best if you can do it, if you can't...

Actually, there's nothing to be disappointed about, right? It's expected.

Li Qingyang and Jueming looked at each other, both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes, they didn't expect Zhong Wuqi to have such high expectations in the martial arts meeting, it seems that the strength of Sword Demon is even stronger than imagined.

I heard many rumors about Zhong Wuqi before, I only know that his strength is superior, surpassing Wu Xingzhi and Zhao Wufeng, but few people know what level he has reached.

Now I heard from Wu Xingzhi that Zhong Wuqi only used fifty moves to defeat him and Zhao Wufeng. This strength is somewhat unexpected.

Both sides are somewhat eager to try, but looking at their current state, they have died down again. It is better to wait until the state recovers.

At this moment, they wished that Zhong Wuqi's strength would be as high as possible. It would be better if they could be evenly matched with Chen Zhengqian.

"Stop talking, the field is about to start."

Wu Xingzhi's words brought the eyes and attention of the two back to the two confronting each other on the field.

Other spectators outside the field were also watching the two people on the field intently, waiting for the upcoming competition.

On the martial arts field, Zhong Wuqi's face gradually became serious, and the aura on his body gradually became more powerful and majestic from the vague and uncertain just now.

This majestic momentum, even if they are far apart, the audience outside the venue can still feel a huge pressure, and they are horrified. They did not expect this sword demon to have reached such a state.

The long sword was drawn back by itself, the edge of the sword was cold and piercing, and the light of the sword flowed like time flowing water.

It is a good sword!

"The name of the sword is Duan Liushui." Zhong Wuqi stood proudly holding the sword, and said calmly.

One person with one sword, just standing there, gives people the feeling of a peerless swordsman. This kind of temperament cannot be cultivated without decades of tempering.

Chen Zhengqian nodded, and the next second, the Spike Saber appeared in his hand.

"Wolf tooth!"

The blade is forged from hundreds of refined steel, the blade is sharp, the hair is blown off, and the back of the blade is densely covered with wolf fangs and serrations, which is equally sharp.

Compared with Zhong Wuqi's broken water, Chen Zhengqian's Spike Saber feels more dangerous.

From Chen Zhengqian's point of view, comparing his own sword with Zhong Wuji's is no doubt taking advantage of his own weaknesses to match the strengths of the enemy. Even if he knows that his own strength is stronger than Zhong Wuji's, is there anything absolute in this world?

So he chose the Wolf Fang Knife, which he was better at. At least the long knife could be opened and closed, which would be more beneficial to him now.

"Come on, let me see how powerful the Sword Demon is and see if you are worthy of the title of Sword Demon." Chen Zhengqian smiled.

Zhong Wuqi's face was serious, and he was not affected in the slightest by his words.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite."

Zhong Wuqi took a breath, and in the next second, the tens of meters that originally separated the two people had shrunk by half in an instant. Before everyone could react, his figure had already approached Chen Zhengqian.

"So fast!"

Wu Xingzhi's eyes widened and he involuntarily clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.Unexpectedly, Zhong Wuqi, who once again tried his best after a year, would make such great progress.

Jueming and Li Qingyang looked at each other in astonishment.

The sword demon's strength has actually reached this point?
As for the other sect disciples on the sidelines, besides being shocked, they no longer knew what expression to use. Then there was a burst of anticipation, looking forward to how Chen Zhengqian would respond to Zhong Wuqi's attack.

With a flash of sword light, the long sword cut off the flow of water and struck at Chen Zhengqian with an endless aura that broke through the reincarnation of cause and effect in the world.

The sword demon clock has no time, it's time to move!
(End of this chapter)

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