The Peach Blossoms of the Lone Star of Tiansha

His words were so thick-skinned that he immediately booked Liancheng.Shamelessly mentioning the name of brother and friend Gong, it's an extremely scoundrel.The eldest prince Nan Gongyao was vomited so much that his blood was in his mouth, he endured and endured, and managed to force a smile:

"It seems that the sixth brother likes the chief assistant son very much."

He purposely bit down on the words Shoufu, Nangong Ci couldn't understand, he glanced coldly, and smiled in an instant:

"What? Big brother also took a fancy to him."

"Not really, it's just..."

"It's fine if it's not. I know that my eldest brother has always called himself the eldest brother and always loves his younger brother. Presumably, he would never do such a thing as fighting with his younger brother."

This simply blocked all the escape routes behind the eldest prince, Nan Gongyao only felt that the mouthful of blood in his mouth was about to spurt out at this moment.However, he really couldn't find words to refute for a moment, he could only forcefully smile and look at his little brother, feeling annoyed in his heart.Fortunately, at this moment, a plain voice sounded again, and it turned out to be Nangong Huang who was nosy again:

"It's still too early to say this. I don't think that Liancheng may be able to stay until the end."

Nangong Ci rolled his eyes when he heard his voice, subconsciously sneered and retorted:

"What? Third brother doesn't like him?"

Nangong Huang didn't answer him, but his eyes were very clear. Nangong Ci had always been confrontational with him, and he had to pick things up if there was nothing wrong.Seeing that Nangong Huang is not optimistic about Liancheng, although he also hates Liancheng, but at this moment he wants to praise him:

"Third brother also saw his arrow technique just now, killing two birds with one stone. I don't believe it, which shit luck can have such an arrow technique. If he can't stay until the end? Then in my opinion, no one is worthy of keeping the people present. It's the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fifth Prince Nan Gongxu suddenly pointed at the audience and exclaimed.

Nangong Ci raised his brows slightly, suspecting that the Fifth Brother interrupted him on purpose, but Nangong Huang followed the sound and looked down the field, and then he rarely raised the corners of his lips and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes , which is very cold:

"I think the sixth brother guessed wrong this time."

Nangong Ci was taken aback for a moment, and followed his gaze to the audience.However, Liancheng still had that unrestrained appearance standing against the wind, just standing alone, his unmoving appearance attracted everyone's attention.

This competition is about personal kung fu. Both sides choose their own weapons, pair up in pairs, and compete with each other. Whoever knocks down the opponent will win.

Liancheng's opponent this time is Zeng Yiping, the nephew of Princess Xixi, who is tall and thick, and also reckless.The weapon he chose was very suitable for him, a pair of meteor hammers, weighing more than 20 catties.It looks bulky, but it is very powerful in his hands.As soon as he entered the field, he used a dazzling set of hammering techniques, which took over the momentum for a while, and the Southwest team in the stands immediately cheered.Amid such cheers, Liancheng slowly entered the stage.

Compared with Zeng Yiping's aura, Liancheng seemed too shabby.The weapon he picked was a mahogany sword. It didn't look like he was coming for a martial arts competition, but it looked like he was coming to dance to a great god.

Just now, Nangongxu screamed out when he saw Liancheng pick up this strange weapon, and Nangong Ci was also at a loss as to what Liancheng was trying to do.

Maybe it was because he was really weird like this, even Zeng Yiping, who has always been reckless, was somewhat suspicious, so he rarely asked:

"This is your weapon of choice."

Liancheng hugged his sword and smiled:

"Ashamed, ashamed, it's really all the weapons in the arsenal, and this is the only one I can lift."

"..."

Liancheng spoke sincerely, but Zeng Yiping was dumbfounded, and his expression turned ugly for a moment, probably because Liancheng was entertaining him, and as soon as the presiding official started speaking, he directly smashed it up with a meteor hammer, completely aiming at his face.

Liancheng could only see this face, how could he get away with it, immediately dodged the blow with an ugly dog ​​rolling posture, slid away very fast with the mahogany sword in hand, and played with him directly "Come after me" game.

Zeng Yiping was already handicapped with the meteor hammer, and Liancheng and his father had been playing hide-and-seek for a long time, so he was well versed in the method, so he could do it easily.He ran fast and accurately, occasionally ran a few steps and looked back to see that Zeng Yiping hadn't caught up, so he had to slow down and wait for him.

"..."

This made the originally extremely serious martial arts contest look a little ridiculous, and for a while, everyone present didn't know how to evaluate this weird scene.Only the chief assistant who knows his son Mo Ruo's father has a headache and supports his forehead, wishing he could go on the court and kill this rebellious son himself!

After chasing for a long time, Zeng Yiping also realized that his weapon was in the way, but he was not reconciled to letting him throw away his weapon to chase Liancheng, so he could only curse:

"Liancheng, can you still compare!?"

"Comparison, am I not comparing myself to you?" Lian Cheng said while hiding, Zeng Yiping was so angry that he almost jumped, and complained angrily:

"How can you call this a martial arts competition? From the beginning to the present, you only care about escaping!"

"Does the competition rule say that you can't escape?" Liancheng said while running, and looked at the presiding official. The other party was speechless for a moment, hesitated for a while before saying:

"Never."

"Yes. So running away is also a kind of competition. If you are not convinced, come and chase me~" Liancheng smiled, but Zeng Yiping only wanted to beat him up.

Furious, he chased after him for a while with all his strength, and almost caught up with him several times.But Liancheng was like a loach, not slippery, and he was about to catch it, but he avoided it at a very tricky angle.After returning in vain several times, he finally exhausted all the patience of this strong man in the Southwest, and his face turned red with anger:

"The one surnamed Lian is a man, so he compared me head-on!"

"No!" Liancheng replied confidently, shamelessly, with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a deep smile:

"Besides, you don't need to say whether I am a man or not!"

This sentence became the last straw that crushed Zeng Yiping, a strong man in the southwest. He roared up to the sky, and threw down the meteor hammer in his hand. Without the weight, his figure suddenly became several times faster, almost like an arrow flying from the string. The posture rushed towards Liancheng.

Seeing that thunderous gesture, everyone present would not suspect that as long as Liancheng was caught by him, he would definitely kill him!

Lian Cheng also seemed to be frightened by his all-or-nothing momentum, screaming, running fast without any hesitation on his feet.But no matter how fast he was, he was no match for Zeng Yiping, and he was soon overtaken by him.

Zeng Yiping had a deep grudge against him, even if he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he would have to beat Liancheng hard even if he clenched his fists.He thought that he would be disadvantaged if he didn't have a weapon, but he didn't know that the mahogany sword held by Liancheng was just a decoration, and he broke it with one hand

"...".

Zeng Yiping was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Liancheng to be so vulnerable, and then he suddenly realized that Liancheng's peach wood sword was not unpredictable at all, but that he was really a soft persimmon, and he could only handle this kind of wood. sword!

Thinking of the funny chasing and running away just now, Zeng Yiping felt angry rising up.Having been hawking all his life, and being pecked by a house sparrow, he has to settle the debt with this surnamed Lian!

Thinking of this, he directly punched down, right in front of Liancheng's good-looking face, it seemed that he was determined to disfigure him!

Liancheng Ghost screamed even more, holding the broken sword in front of him in a panic, but it was just a display, and it couldn't stop Zeng Yiping's falling fist at all.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall, at this critical moment, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the blue sky and broad daylight, causing Zeng Yiping to stop immediately.Then, I don't know if it was a coincidence, the useless mahogany sword unexpectedly attracted a bolt of lightning, and it struck directly between the two of them, almost scorching them both.

The shock made both of them scream, and hurriedly separated, maybe they separated in time, but they were not injured.

But with this interrupting effort, Liancheng dropped his broken sword with quick eyesight and quick hands, and raised his voice:

"I surrender! Volunteer!"

"..."

Everyone at the scene was still immersed in the strange thunder and lightning just now, but when they heard his sound, they suddenly came to their senses, as if they were really struck by lightning, and they all looked like they couldn't explain it in words.

But since Liancheng conceded defeat, even if Zeng Yiping and 1 people in the audience were unwilling, the competition would come to an end.

Zeng Yiping, who won the competition, seemed to have exhausted all his vitality, and he looked like he was holding back his internal injuries. The strong man in the Southwest almost aged ten years in an instant, and his face was full of people lying to me.

On the other hand, Liancheng, who lost, still had the same smile on his eyebrows. When he left the field, he walked very briskly, and he didn't look like a loser at all.

Yin Mochu was in the next competition, and Liancheng's exit was exactly when he was on the field. The track was very narrow, and when the two passed each other, they were naturally very close.Liancheng didn't care, and Yin Mochu was expressionless, but when he passed by him, he opened his mouth softly, but only said one sentence:

"One more chance."

Liancheng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes subconsciously swept over to the person who spoke.But he didn't look at him at all, as if the person who spoke just now was not him.Soon, Yin Mochu walked out of his sight.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at Liancheng, and even glanced at Liancheng stingily from the corner of his eye.Liancheng was left with only a back, straight and proud almost stubborn.

"A chance." Liancheng said to himself, and suddenly smiled.