Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 594 Last minute

After Zhao Gang heard this, a chill flashed across his lips, and he smiled disdainfully.

He is eager to go back at this moment, but they are in this mountain pass, there is no other way to go except for a river not far outside the cave, Zhao Gang has been thinking for a long time, but he can't think of a way to leave here .

On the other side, on the familiar arena in the familiar arena, a disciple sent by Xiangbaiqi stood on the stage, with his upper body naked, his arms raised, and he kept shouting: "Who else is there? Whoever refuses to accept, come up and compete with me."

As he spoke, he kept shaking his arms, and the pile of dark chest hair on his chest also shook.

And the one who was defeated just now was Zhenghuangqi Nalande's disciple. Nalande's disciple went up to the rough man's hands and didn't survive three rounds before his leg was broken and he was thrown out of the ring.

At this moment, the lonely prisoner who was far away on the other side was looking at Nalande playfully, with a mocking smile in his eyes.

And Nalande's lungs were about to explode when he saw this scene. He went up to three disciples and was beaten down one after another, and each of them was either short-legged or had a broken arm. This made him very angry and distressed at the same time. .

During this period, there were also several other strong men who refused to accept the banner and came up to challenge, but they were all thrown off the stage by the strong men.

Even the people sent by Tang Ruosheng were almost killed.

"Waste wood, hahahaha, a group of waste wood, there is no one who can fight." I saw the rough man shouting continuously on the stage, and the children of several flags were filled with righteous indignation, wanting to rush up to fight with him.

However, they were all stopped by their own family heads, because they knew very well that no one among the several banners could defeat Gu Qianqian in terms of force.

So they all gave up this round of challenges.

At this moment Gu Qian Prison suddenly stood up and spoke, "Nalan, I saw you shouting so loudly yesterday, why? Did you eat a dumb fart today? You can't even say a word. Could it be that you are so cowardly in Zheng Huangqi? There is no one who can fight, so how can you protect the monarch as the upper three banners?"

Lone Thousand Prisoner's eyes were full of unconcealable smiles, and he sneered at Nalande.

"You..." Nalande was stunned speechless, and could only glare at the lonely prisoner.

"Hahahaha, what's the matter? Cowardly? Nalan's son." Guqian prison couldn't help laughing again.

"Retired wildly."

At this moment, a person behind Nalande suddenly stomped his feet and flew directly to the ring.

"Come back." Narende shouted hastily, but it was obviously too late.

This is one of his most proud disciples, and he really couldn't get used to Gu Qian Prison's villainous face, so he rushed forward.

But Nalande knew in his heart that none of his subordinates could be a match for this strong man.

Even Tang Ruosheng on the side couldn't bear to look directly after seeing this scene and closed his eyes.

"Little baby, you'd better get off your body quickly! Grandpa is afraid of punching you with shit!" Casting a glance, the strong man on the stage said arrogantly.

"Stop yelling, little bastard, wait for grandpa to teach you how to be a man." With an angry shout, he saw Nalande's disciple rushing towards the strong man very fast, his movements seemed to have the force of a gust of wind.

Seeing this scene, many people stood up and looked towards the ring, even Gu Qian Prison stood up and looked nervously at the ring.

The man quickly leaned in front of the strong man and punched him directly in front of the strong man.

Seeing this scene, Nalande even showed joy on his face, thinking that the situation of the battle had completely changed.

But just when everyone thought that the man's fist was about to hit the strong man's forehead, the strong man who had not moved suddenly moved, and the strong man just raised his hand and tightly held the man's fist tightly in my hand.

In just a split second, the scene on the field changed immediately.

And the man didn't expect that his charged blow would be dispelled by the strong man raising his hand.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but no matter how hard the man tried, the strong man still remained motionless.

At this moment, the strong man's hand suddenly exerted force, and the man's fist was instantly deformed in the strong man's hand.

Those present could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking.

"Hmph, how dare you come up to challenge your young master?" The strong man cast a playful glance at the man, and then kicked the man out of the ring.

And the man's kick was not light, a mouthful of blood sprayed out in the air, and then hit the ground hard, and he passed out.

"Quick, hurry up and save people." Naland shouted quickly, and several disciples immediately stepped forward and carried the man back.

The strong man on the stage smiled faintly and made a contemptuous gesture towards Nalande.

Seeing this scene, Nalande's lungs were about to explode instantly. As the owner of the Zhenghuang Banner, when had he suffered such a great grievance, and was humiliated like this by an unknown person.

With a slam on the table, Naland stood up and was about to go on stage in person, but at this time, the disciples of Zhenghuangqi stepped forward to stop Naland.

"Banner owner, don't go, don't go to the banner owner!" Several disciples stopped Nalande and said.

The drums of war are everywhere, the smoke of gunpowder fills the air, and a martial arts competition has been going on until the afternoon.

In the arena, the stout man stands out from the rest of the world.

Seeing that no one came to the stage to challenge, the lonely prisoner in the audience was a little upset, and said with a cold snort, "You're not announcing this? What are you waiting for? Could it be that there are still people challenging?"

As soon as Gu Qian Prison said this, the other bannermen lowered their heads one after another, as if they didn't even have the courage to look at each other.

Guqian prison's inlaid white flag is the most powerful, and it really wasn't his fault.

And Lan Sishan looked at Aixinjue Luo Xinyu with a faint smile, as if he was waiting for Aixinjue Luo Xinyu to announce the result.

And Aixinjue Luo Xinyu, who was in the middle, was heartbroken seeing every disciple who was maimed, no matter which one was a disciple, it was all the power of their royal family, the disciples of Eight Banners.

But Xiangbaiqi's No. 1 championship at the moment is already a certainty.

"I declare that today's Eight Banners Competition, the No. 1 martial arts competition is a white flag..."

When Aixinjue Luo Xinyu announced the result, there was a burst of cheers with white flags on the court.

However, the faces of the banner owners and disciples of the other banners were covered with black lines, as if they were dissatisfied but they were not opponents.

"Did you fight me? No. 1. Is the gold content of No. 1 so low now?"

Just when some people were happy and others were sad, a discordant voice sounded.

I saw Zhao Gang swaggering through the crowd and standing in front of everyone.

And Ding Yao also appeared at the same time, but instead of being with Zhao Gang, she hurried back to Ding Yuxi's side.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, I'm back." As soon as Ding Yao appeared, she threw herself into Ding Yuxi's arms with a doting look on her face.

(End of this chapter)