People in Gaowu, starting from infancy, God rewards hard work

"Well done!"

Li Chenglong shouted in front of the TV, clenched his fists, and jumped up from the sofa.

Chen Chaoqiang, Lin Haiyue and others beside him also looked excited.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they, like most people, didn't think much of the big black bug Black Wind Great Sage.

After all, no matter how anyone looked at the appearance, the Black Wind Great Sage's big black bug-like appearance really couldn't tell where his powerful demeanor was.

"Zixuan."

Lin Haiyue subconsciously touched her belly, and her eyes were full of maternal light as she looked at the TV.

"Son, awesome!"

Chen Chaoqiang looked at the TV with a bright look in his eyes, his eyes full of excitement.

At the same time, thousands of households in Longguo were in front of the TV, shocked by the strength shown by the Black Wind Great Sage.

There was no such thing as coding in the TV broadcasts of this era, and the blood rain in the sky caused discomfort to many children.

However, when parents saw their children feeling uncomfortable, they not only did not turn off the TV, but encouraged their children to watch more.

In such an era, everyone has gone through this, and you can't help but adapt.

Because not adapting means one thing, that is, you will be abandoned by this era.

"Make a fortune!"

Chen Zixuan once again felt the feeling of being drowned by the spiritual light spot. The last time was when he won the first place in the audition.

Just when Chen Zixuan was smiling happily, Nangong Wenya on the opposite side was almost crazy.

Nangong Wenya, who has been a proud daughter of heaven since childhood, has never suffered such humiliating treatment.

Especially Chen Zixuan was still laughing, laughing so hard.

Although the people around him didn't laugh as obviously as Chen Zixuan, their gazes seemed to carry a scorching flame.

Nangong Wenya was burning all over, not only her skin was burning, but her internal organs were more like being roasted by fire.

The surroundings became increasingly noisy, and Nangong Wenya felt her head buzzing, and her vision began to blur.

"Wenya, are you okay?"

Just when Nangong Wenya was about to faint, a stream of clear water fell from the sky, instantly washing away the flesh and blood on Nangong Wenya's body.

Hearing the familiar voice, Nangong Wenya's nerves, which were already on the verge of collapse, instantly shattered.

The next moment, Nangong Wenya's consciousness dimmed, and her whole body softened, and she was about to collapse to the ground.

Then, a figure suddenly appeared behind Nangong Wenya and hugged Nangong Wenya in his arms.

"Wenya, Wenya, are you okay?"

Hearing someone calling Nangong Wenya's name hurriedly, Chen Zixuan subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a long sword, holding Nangong Wenya carefully.

"Brother Chen."

Nangong Wenya didn't actually suffer any physical injuries, she was just angry and irritated herself.

Nangong Wenya came back to her senses after Jian Chen called her.

Seeing Nangong Wenya, who was as delicate as a little white flower, Jian Chen's anger instantly rushed to his head.

The long sword behind him began to vibrate violently with the anger in Jian Chen's heart, making crisp sword sounds.

The long sword, ready to go, would soar into the sky and cut the enemy at Jian Chen's command!

"Wenya, take a rest first, and I will help you vent your anger!"

Jian Chen used Qi and blood to check Nangong Wenya's body and found that there were no injuries on her body. He immediately understood that Nangong Wenya was wronged.

After Nangong Wenya stood firm, Jian Chen mobilized the water element to take away the moisture from Nangong Wenya's body.

Jian Chen's movements were very gentle, for fear of accidentally hurting Nangong Wenya.

It was precisely because of the gentleness that Jian Chen had to spend a certain amount of his mind and energy.

Obviously, he would have to fight Chen Zixuan next, but Jian Chen still did it.

This clearly showed that he did not take Chen Zixuan seriously. He was confident that even if his strength was not at its peak, he could still kill Chen Zixuan.

"Brother Chen."

Nangong Wenya's voice was as light as a mosquito. She was a scheming woman who used to make frequent calculations, but now she has become a delicate little white flower.

Her tender eyes were full of affection, which made Jian Chen excited.

"Wenya, watch carefully, let me vent your anger."

Jian Chen's surging mental power surged out crazily, connecting to his natal long sword behind him.

Clang!

The bright silver long sword came out of its sheath, a silver light flashed, and the next moment the long sword flew into the air.

The bright silver long sword spun around Jian Chen's head at high speed for several circles, and then slowly fell in front of Jian Chen's eyes.

Jian Chen grabbed the hilt of the sword and swung it in a beautiful sword flower.

Then he stared at Chen Zixuan with a fierce look."Contestant Chen Zixuan, I want to challenge you."

Although the voice was not loud, Jian Chen's words were full of unquestionable.

"Yes!"

Jian Chen's intention to teach him a lesson was already on his face, and Chen Zixuan would naturally not choose to back down.

Who would teach whom was still undecided.

"One hundred points!"

Chen Zixuan readily agreed, which made Jian Chen very satisfied.

"Okay!"

Chen Zixuan nodded and agreed casually.

Hearing Jian Chen's proposal to bet on one hundred points, and Chen Zixuan agreed without hesitation, the contestants around him suddenly croaked.

Let alone one hundred, many people now don't even have fifty points.

Most of the points are now concentrated in the hands of the top group of people.

"Very good, very straightforward!"

Seeing Chen Zixuan's generous demeanor, Jian Chen had a little respect for Chen Zixuan.

"Chen Zixuan, to prevent others from saying that I am bullying the weak, I will let you have three moves first."

"No need."

Chen Zixuan was still a little taciturn.

Hearing Chen Zixuan say no, Jian Chen's eyes lit up, and the next second the bright silver long sword in his hand flew out of his hand and floated horizontally above his head.

"Meteor from the sky!"

Jian Chen shouted, pinched the sword formula with his hand, and pointed at Chen Zixuan opposite.

"Take it!"

The next moment, the bright silver long sword above Jian Chen's head suddenly spun at high speed, like a huge crossbow arrow shot from a lathe crossbow.

While accelerating in the air, it blasted towards Chen Zixuan like a cannonball.

Seeing this scene, the other contestants watching nearby were not surprised at all.

These days, most of Jian Chen's hypocrisy has long been known.

On the one hand, he said to give way to three moves, and on the other hand, he did something that took the initiative to attack, which was extremely contradictory.

"Sword ball, quick!"

Chen Zixuan is now used to fighting and making moves at the same time.

Talking and calling out the names of moves is not just for showing off, but also to consolidate one's will.

As Chen Zixuan spoke, a fist-sized bright silver ball shot out from Chen Zixuan's hand.

Whoosh!

Bang!

A sword and a ball suddenly collided in the air.