"My father said that poor mountains and rivers are out of troubled people." Qin Zhong slapped his nose with his hand, then took a step back, "The more poor you are, the more petty you are, the more you are. However, no little girl will really be fooled by you."

"Oh, that's it," Ye Chong couldn't help but curl up his lips, "Then what else did your dad say?"

puff!

The referee of the No. 3 are a young woman in her twenties. She couldn't help but chuckled.

The competition supervisor not far away next to her was serious and reached out to stroke the supervision sign hanging on her chest.

"Okay," the young female referee looked at the surrounding situation, then jumped onto the ring and said:

"It's time, please let Qin Zhong and Ye Chong play on stage."

Qin Zhong glared at Ye Chong fiercely, then swung and flew onto the ring with a whoosh, looking extremely chic.

Ye Chong smiled, walked to the weapon stand, picked up the weapon like a sword, and jumped up with one foot.

In fact, this weapon like a sword is really much worse than the Starry Sky Blade, but there is no way. The biggest knife on the weapon stand is it, and there is no other choice.

He also thought about not using a knife. After all, there are quite a few weapons on the weapon stand, and some big axes and long sticks-like weapons feel good.

But he had long been used to using a knife, and even when he thought of the Starry Sky Blade staying alone in the dormitory, he scratched his head a little. He really couldn't think about it.

Although this weapon, which looks like a Mo Dao, cannot be compared with the Starry Blade, it is still a knife after all. Holding it in your hand can slightly relieve the pain of lovesickness.

The young female referee waved her hand down, announced the "start", and then flew out of the ring.

"Do it, Ye Chong." Qin Zhong shook the silver spear in his hand, "I'll give you half a move today."

"Oh~" Ye Chong curled his lips, "What do you think you are talking about?

I am a troublemaker who comes from poor mountains and bad waters.

You are a noble person trained by the martial arts general.

But why are you still so ignorant? I have no tricks?”

"I can kill you with one move," Qin Zhong smiled coldly, and his eyebrows were full of arrogance. "If you don't let you have a single move, you will have no chance to take action."

"Stop." Ye Chong waved his hand, "I'm not saying you told me that I was wrong, but that you told me that I was wrong.

You said you were a super master trained by Daddy, but you only let me have half a move. You were so stingy.

I think I'll let me do three moves?"

"My dad is right," Qin Zhong smiled coldly, "It turns out that the poor are despicable and extremely shameless."

puff!

The young female referee didn't hold her back again, covered her mouth and smiled, and quickly lowered her head.

Ha ha!

Ye Chong grinned and looked at the other person with a smirk.

Qin Zhong immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He was just trying to say "my father", but he didn't expect that he would be "my father" by the other party.

Swish!

He looked at Ye Chong viciously and said in a low and terrifying voice: "You'd better put your attention.

My father will soon become an existence beyond martial arts generals.

Any disrespect to him means you will get into big trouble.”

"I have no intention of offending anyone." Ye Chong's face was calm and he shrugged, "But I will remind you one more thing.

If someone dares to offend me, then be prepared to accept my thunderous counterattack.

This is what I understand as warrior dignity and glory.”

"Your glory and dignity?" Qin Zhong smiled coldly, "Hehe, a little junior martial arts warrior dares to talk about dignity and glory in front of me.

Have you lucky enough to defeat an intermediate martial arts warrior and a high-level martial arts warrior, and you don’t know what your surname is?

good.

Today I will let you see what is a true intermediate martial arts warrior, what is true dignity and glory?!"

Buzz!

Qin Zhong swung his silver spear, and the sound of air explosion suddenly exploded.

"Wait!" Ye Chong raised his left hand up, "You seemed to have said you wanted me to have a half-touch move. Shouldn't I take the initiative first?

But it's okay, I'll just think you've farted just now."

"Fuck!" Qin Zhong's face was ferocious and stopped moving, "Okay, let me give you a half-way move, let's do it!"

Ye Chong smiled slightly, turned to look at the female referee in the audience and said, "If my knife is damaged, do you really need to pay for it?"

"Of course," the female referee nodded unexpectedly, "This is the rule of the Yangwu Conference.

However, if the damage is not very serious, you can also repair it, which will not cost much."

"Oh," Ye Chong smiled slightly and raised the Mo Dao, "Then let me ask, how much does this knife cost?"

"I don't know the specific amount," the young female referee frowned slightly, "but the weapons on the weapon stand are not more than 200,000."

"That knife should be about 110,000," said the older competition supervisor suddenly, "it is all standard weapons.

After large-scale production, the cost has been reduced a lot.

I remember I originally wanted more than 300,000 yuan."

"Oh?" Ye Chong couldn't help but curl up his lips and looked at Qin Zhong, "Okay, then I'll feel relieved."

"Bastard!" Qin Zhong's face was ferocious and angry. He obviously felt the insult from the other party, "Take it!"

"Two, the regular game time is 10 minutes," reminded the young female referee, "and there are 3 minutes left."

"It's okay," Ye Chong looked at Qin Zhong with an angry look on his face, "Let him live for another 3 minutes, and he can't live if he dies."

Gu~

The female referee covered her mouth and made a strange laugh.

"Bastard!" Qin Zhong buzzed the silver spear and then stepped forward, as if a beast was roaring, "I want to kill you!"

"Wait, didn't you let me have a trick?" Ye Chong frowned and shouted, "Does your fart count?"

"Forget it!" Qin Zhong roared with anger.

Hi, hi,

The female referee covered her mouth hard, but she couldn't stop the silver bell-like laughter.

"Since you're calculating, then do it first?" Ye Chong complained calmly, "Why do you say it like farting? Does it count?"

"Forget it!" Qin Zhong roared angrily.

Haha Gu~

The young female referee covered her mouth with her left hand and her stomach with her right hand, and squatted on the ground with a crazy smile.

Hehe~

The older competition supervisor couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Damn!"

Qin Zhong cursed, then danced his silver spear and headed straight for Ye Chong's throat.

"Stop!" Ye Chong's body rolled, "Didn't you let me have a trick?"

Qin Zhong couldn't help but be stunned in a madness, and his whole body suddenly shivered.

Swish!

Ye Chong's body shook, and he rushed towards the other party like lightning. The one faster than his body was the Mo Dao in his hand.

Buzz!

As the air exploded, the Mo Dao flashed and slashed the other person's neck.

However, the moment he hit the body, the blade turned and directly cut off the opponent's right arm.

All the actions were incredibly fast.

When Qin Zhong realized it, his right arm had broken as he was at the same root and began to squirt blood outwards frantically.

Ahhhhh!
Chapter completed!