Chapter 1157: Defeated

The words came out.
The audience was suddenly silent.
Suddenly.
Countless eyes fell on Zhou Chen's body one after another!
Many people's eyes flashed even more.
He Wuque, have a grudge against Long Zhan?
Have you ever been disrespectful to Long Zhan outside of Shengtian Academy?
He Wuque, where did the courage come from?
Is he looking for death?
Or is it...
They hurriedly moved away from Zhou Chen, for fear of being angry by Long Zhan.
Someone who had followed Long Zhan that day said in a low voice: "I knew about it. At that time, this He Wuque was really too arrogant! He didn't give face to Senior Brother Long! And he clamored! Brothers are making gestures on the martial arts stage!"
The words came out.
The eyes of everyone looking at Zhou Chen also changed.
"He Wuque, I really want to die! You know, Saint Child War is allowed to fight life and death!"
"He offended Senior Brother Long! On the martial arts stage, Senior Brother Long killed him, that is reasonable and no one would say anything!"
"Tsk tusk, is his brain flooded? Still want to make gestures with Senior Brother Long?"
Everyone laughed!
Brother Long, but a popular candidate to win the championship!
And He Wuque is just an ordinary direct disciple!
It's just that they are eligible to participate in the Saint Child War!
In the eyes of everyone, this is what it means to accompany the prince to study!
Now, dare to provoke the prince?
Overweight!
Above the stands.
Shen Hongchen's gaze, when Zhou Chen appeared, landed on his body scorchingly, and could no longer move away.
now.
Her pretty face changed slightly when she heard everyone's words.
As long as you are on stage, you are arrogant in the martial arts stage!
After all, the battle of the saints is to select the strongest person of the same generation. If life and death is not allowed, it is unfair to many people who specialize in killing skills and will affect their strength!
"This idiot, what is he going to do! Good point, what is he doing to offend Long Zhan!"
Shen Hongchen bit his red lips lightly, a little impatient.
It was at this time.
In that high sky, a sudden, coercive voice resounded loudly.
"quiet!"
"My Holy Heaven Academy, the battle for the Ninth Son! Now...start!"
With these words sounded.
A gray-haired old man stepped out, standing above the competition stage, proudly overlooking the audience, an extremely violent aura burst out of him, sweeping the audience!
Suddenly.
The needle drop can be heard throughout the space!
Seeing this scene, the old man nodded in satisfaction.
Without talking nonsense, he said directly: "The battle for the saint son! Except for not allowing the strong to help the battle, no means are limited! No matter life or death!"
"If you think that you are invincible, you can choose to surrender in advance!"
"The one who can stand at the end is the Saint Son of my Academy!"
"You guys, do you understand?"
The old man looked at Zhou Chen and others, and asked in a deep voice.
There were twenty-three people beside Zhou Chen.
They are the strong men who participated in the Battle of the Sons this time!
Twenty-four people, the lowest one, is also a God Slayer!
A small number of God Slayers twice!
Only Chu Fan, three times Slashing Heaven God Venerable!
This lineup cannot be said to be not strong!
At this moment, hearing the words of the old man, everyone suddenly bowed and said solemnly: "Disciples wait, understand!"
The battle for the saint son, the rules of the ages, are the same!
Do not restrict any means!
As long as it is the power you can control, you can use it!
Holy soldiers, divine weapons, imperial beasts, puppets, and even talisman!
Can be used!
Just to choose the strongest!
Regardless of the process, only the final result!
Whoever can stand at the end is the strongest! That is the big winner this time!
Zhou Chen raised his brows slightly, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
This saint child battle is actually very unfair.
The children of those powerful families were born with a golden spoon. There is always no shortage of artifacts, talisman, pill, etc.!
Born to have a greater advantage over those inferior children!
There is really going to be a war, even though the strength of the two sides is not much different, one person, one person in a magical costume, one person in ragged clothes, how to fight?
However, this is nothing to say.
This is the rule.
If you are not satisfied, you do not need to participate.
Just when Zhou Chen thought secretly.
In the high air, the old man glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice, "Okay! Now that you already know, now... the draw begins!"
The old man said.
The sleeve robe swung sharply.
Suddenly.
Under his sleeve robe, streams of light flew out one after another, just so hovering in the air!
Twenty-four signs.
One person, choose one!
Long Zhan glanced at the streamer in the air, raised his hand, and one of them fell into his hands.
He glanced.
Directly said: "I am number one, who is number two!"
The words fall.
Under his feet, he also walked towards the competition stage, and stood there directly, his eyes glowing, and he scanned the audience confidently!
The eyes of other people who participated in the war flickered.
The same goes for a lottery!
then.
A figure in a blue robe stepped out and walked towards the competition stage!
"I am number two! I will fight you!"
Everyone looked up.
Someone recognized the strong blue robe and whispered: "It's Brother Xindao!"
"He is also a veteran power! Now, he is also a second time!"
"Yes, I didn't expect that the first game would be a battle between dragons and tigers!"
Long Zhan glanced at Xin Dao, his expression was very indifferent, and he said directly: "Come to fight!"
Boom!
Xin Dao stepped out!
Every step is taken.
The momentum on the body is just a point of strength!
When he walked to the martial arts stage, the violent momentum had already skyrocketed!
"kill!"
Xin Dao's eyes were cold, his palm spread out, and a sharp knife emerged. He glanced at Long Zhan and shot directly!
One shot is a full blow!
have nothing to say!
Now that he is on stage, he is the enemy of life and death!
Must go all out!
"court death!"
Long Zhan yelled!
On him, in a flash.
The violent and boundless sword aura burst out suddenly!
The whole person is like a golden sword god.
The powerful aura of the second Zhantian was immediately revealed!
He took a step forward suddenly!
boom!
One step down!
The world sank!
Then, the sky was full of sword energy, like a wave, covering the sky and the earth toward Xin Dao!
moment.
That is to cover Xin Dao!
Sword Qi exploded!
At this moment, the world seems to have become the world of kendo!
Xin Dao's face changed.
The violent sword intent, blooming!
He kept hacking out a horrible sword aura, tearing the sky full of sword aura.
However, it was at this time.
Dragon battle, like a dragon in the wild!
An ancient thunder sword in his hand emerged, and he slashed the sword at Xin Dao!
Bang!
Cut out with one sword!
Xin Dao's face changed wildly.
Hurriedly raised a knife to block.
Bang!
One sword, one sword, colliding together!
moment.
Xin Dao felt like being hit by a terrifying force!
The whole figure flew out directly!
People are still in the air.
A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
boom!
Xin Dao fell to the ground, looking at Long Zhan in shock!
The same is the second time.
Long Zhan is so much stronger than him?
Just a sword!
Let him lose!
"I lost!"
for a long time.
He whispered bitterly, then stood up and hobbled away towards the outside.
He lost!
The position of the saint son has no chance with him.
Long Zhan proudly watched Xin Dao go away.
His gaze suddenly turned, fell on Zhou Chen, and said faintly: "How is it now? Do you know that I am stronger?"
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