God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 13: The Fighting Conference (Part 1)

Chu Jun was lowering his head to think about what happened just now, and he almost ran into Ning Yun, who was walking up and down, but fortunately he stopped in time. Ning Yun started to scold, and then he said, "It's you!"

Chu Jun grinned helplessly: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Ning!"

Ning Yun cursed her pretty face and curled her lips: "Huh, big idiot!" After speaking, she turned her face up, twisting her little **** and left.

Chu Jun touched his face inexplicably, and muttered: "Virtue, I provoke you!"

"Puff!" came a chuckle. Chu Jun turned his head and looked, and saw Zhao Yuting Ting standing outside her feet, with bright eyes gazing at her, looking at herself with a smile, but Ruan Fang, who was standing next to her, looked bad.

Chu Jun hurriedly said: "Sister Zhao, Brother Ruan!"

Zhao Yu smiled gently, instantaneously like a spring flower blooming in a tree, the misty eyes of the smoke and water are shining, making people afraid to look at him. Ruan Fang's white clothes looked like snow, and the two stood together like a pair of bi people.

"Chu Jun, because Senior Brother did not come back to participate in the competition, Senior Sister Ning is angry, she is not pleasing to the eye, don't be familiar with her!" Zhao Yu smiled gently. Ruan Fang couldn't help frowning. It was difficult for him to understand why Zhao Yu would be so respectful to a physical practitioner.

Chu Jun shook his head and said: "It's just a small matter, I won't take it to heart!"

"Some people take themselves too seriously!" Ruan Fang said in a weird manner.

Chu Jun couldn't help frowning, this guy is really annoying. Zhao Yudai lightly got up and said, "Brother Ruan, can you not interrupt?"

Ruan Fangjun's face is slightly embarrassed, and a anger rises in his heart, and he secretly said: "It's really unreasonable for Junior Sister Zhao to steal me for this redneck physical repair!"

Zhao Yu glanced at Chu Jun apologetically and smiled: "Chu Jun, are you signing up for the martial arts conference?"

Chu Jun saw the deflated surname Ruan, he nodded and said: "Exactly!"

"Chu Jun, don't say I underestimate you, I am afraid that your strength will not pass the first round!" Ruan Fang said calmly.

Chu Jun smiled with a relaxed expression: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about the ranking anyway, just exercise myself!"

Zhao Yu applauded and said: "Chu Jun, you have a good mentality!"

Ruan Fang said calmly: "That's right. Anyway, I don't have the strength. It's better to look a little bit open and am interested in participating!"

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Ruan, I have something to do, I'm leaving!" Chu Jun arched his hands and walked away quickly.

Zhao Yu scorned Ruan Fang and said: "What are you doing, Chu Jun has offended you, why is he always targeting him?"

Ruan Fang hurriedly laughed and said: "I'm just discussing the matter, a little physical training, why the younger sister is so polite to him!"

"This little body repairer saved my life!" Zhao Yu dropped a faint sentence, and walked away with a pretty face.

Ruan Fang was stunned, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he was about to catch up, but when he saw Niu Pang and the three people coming out of the Yaowu Hall, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking about it.

...dividing line...

Zhengtianmen's annual martial arts competition has begun. The prize for the first prize of the inner disciple is the same as last year, it is a magic weapon for the second-tier elementary level. The first prize for the outer disciple is 10,000 spirit beans, plus a bear king pill. The outer disciples are boiling, Xiong Wangdan can strengthen the body, strengthen the waist and kidney, increase the strength of physical training by 5%, and it is worth 3,000 spirit beans.

The fighting arena is divided into two areas, and the disciples of the inner and outer gates compete separately. The way of fighting is the elimination system, where the winner will advance to the next level. Hundreds of outer disciples signed up, divided into ten groups, and the first place in each group entered the top ten. The number of contestants on the inner disciple side was obviously much smaller, less than fifty.

The noisy meeting place suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked towards the top of Leiyin Mountain. They saw the two flying swords on their feet floating from the top of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye they reached the sky above the Yaowu Hall. The sky blew their clothes and hunting, like immortals outside the world. Chu Jun was shocked and envious, and sure enough someone could fly with a sword.

Two middle-aged cultivators took their swords and landed, and sat down in the main seat of the stands. The one on the left has a round face, flushed, and looks like a smiling Buddha, but the one on the right has a long face, stern eyes, and unsmiling. The one with the round face is called Qu Zhengfeng, and the one with the long face is Liu Su, both of whom are the upper core of Zhengtianmen. Today's martial arts meeting is obviously hosted by these two people.

"Hehe, Shangguanyu's kid is not here, and Zhao Yu's girl is the number one in the inner sect this year!" Qu Zhengfeng said with a smile.

Liu Su said blankly: "I don't think it is necessarily!"

Qu Zhengfeng's eyes turned and said, "Second brother, dare you bet?"

Liu Su glared at Qu Zhengfeng: "What are you betting on?"

Qu Zhengfeng smiled and said: "If Zhao Yu is the first in the inner sect, I will pick the new disciples recruited this time!"

Liu Su's old face turned black immediately, and Qu Zhengfeng said hurriedly: "On the contrary, you should pick first. You must know that Ruan Fang and Lin Ping are not weaker than Zhao Yu's girl, you have a great chance of winning!" /

Liu Su hummed coldly: "Gamble, just gamble!"

"One word is definite, you can't go back!" Qu Zhengfeng said, but he was secretly proud: "The strength of Ruan Fang, Lin Ping and Zhao Yu is among the best, but if these two boys meet Zhao Yu, they will do everything. Do your best? Hey...!"

At this time, the battle between the two sides of the stage has begun. Chu Jun was assigned to the tenth group of the outer door, which happened to be in the same group as Niu Pang, and the first opponent was Niu Pang. This is obviously a deliberate arrangement. Ok.

"It's not our turn anyway, it's better to go to the outer door to see the outer disciple Bidou!" Ruan Fang suggested to several people around him with a smile on his face.

The girl in red, Ning Yun, curled her lips and said: "What is so good about those physical training contests? It's not better than brute force!"

Lin Pingruo gave Ruan Fang a deep look and pointed out his hand: "Isn't that Chu Jun? The opponent turned out to be Niu Pang. This guy has the strength of Level 4 physical training. It seems that Chu Jun is in danger! "

Everyone followed the prestige, Ning Yun said: "It really is him!"

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "Go and see!" He said and walked over.

Zhao Yu, Lin Ping, Ruan Fang and others are the focus figures. They went to the outer disciples to watch the fight, causing a small commotion. Many people surrounded them, even the music on the stands. Zhengfeng and Liu Su both turned their eyes here.

Niu Pang saw so many people coming around, and the attention of the two in the stands was attracted, and his cheeks were bloodshot with excitement. This was obviously a good opportunity to become famous. Chu Jun glanced at the more and more spectators around him, and saw several familiar figures on the sidelines.

There is no doubt that the nature to follow the trend and watch gossip is deeply embedded in human genes. When a group of people are watching, more people will join the watch. At this time, the venue where Chu Jun and Niupang were playing was full of people, but the audience in other venues was very few, forming a huge contrast. The attention of Chu Jun and Niu Pang in this fight overshadows the fight between the inner disciples, which is really incredible.

With a smile on Ruan Fang's face, if he glanced at Zhao Yu deeply, he asked: "Who do you think will win?"

"Furthermore, naturally it is a cow!" Ning Yun said with a curling lips: "The strength of the two is too great, and Chu Jun will lose!"

"That's not necessarily true, Chu Jun can use a stone to injure the Fire Ape King with second-level strength, he must be unique!" Lin Ping said calmly.

Ruan Fang snorted coldly: "That's just a blind cat and a dead mouse. I don't think he has any real skills!"

Zhao Yu calmly looked at the two facing each other in the field. She was gentle, but it didn't mean she was a fool, on the contrary, she was very smart. This match was obviously arranged by Ruan Fang, and he deliberately brought it up to watch it. The purpose was nothing more than to see the embarrassment of Chu Jun being eliminated in the first round. Zhao Yu's only remaining affection for Ruan Fang disappeared instantly. When a person is narrow-minded to this extent, no matter how good his appearance is, he will be reduced to a bad one.

"Hey, Chu Jun, it's really Yuanjialuzhai. I didn't expect it to happen in the first game. Could it be God's will?" Niu Pang pinched his finger bones and screamed, with a joking smile on his face.

Chu Jun sensitively caught the murderous intent hidden in Niupang's eyes, and said indifferently: "God will make you lose your teeth today!"

Niu Pang was taken aback and reacted, and said with a grinning: "I hope your bones have a hard mouth!" He waved the wooden sword in his hand and made a whirring wind, the momentum was quite shocking.

The battle hasn't started yet, and the smell of gunpowder between the two people's words is full, and the audience can't help but get excited. It seems that today is going to be popular.

Chu Jun clenched the wooden sword in his hand and said coldly: "The bones are hard or not, just come up and try!"

Niu Pang gave a violent shout, and a stride rushed forward, and Mu Jian slashed towards Chu Jun's neck. The sword wind screamed, and the momentum was heavy, although it was a wooden sword, but it was split by a fourth-level strength body repair, even the horse’s neck might have to be broken. Chu Jun didn't even dodge, and the wooden sword in his hand swung forward to greet him.

Chu Jun's move was obviously to hit the stone with a pebble, and there were exclamations around ~IndoMTL.com~ Some people even turned their heads and dared not look at it. There was a grinning smile on Niu Pang's face, and he secretly said: "I can't help myself, I dare to fight hard, since you want to die, I will do it for you!" Niu Pang seemed to have seen the situation in which Chu Jun sword fell to the ground.

Slap! With a crisp sound, the grinning smile on Niupang's face solidified before he could put it away, and the wooden sword in his hand broke in two at the moment of contact. Before he could realize what was going on, a gust of wind rushed forward, and Chu Jun's sword was already slammed on his cheek.

Niu Pang was turned around a few times, and fell to the ground with a thump, followed by a clinking sound, and dozens of **** teeth scattered around. Niupang struggled to get up and fell again, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.

The whole audience was so quiet that the needles fell, and this completely opposite result made their brains unable to react. The girl in red, Ning Yun, was stunned. Zhao Yu opened her small mouth slightly, and the look of the snack was very moving. She had already pressed the hilt of her sword and planned to save Chu Jun, but Chu Jun cut it off instead. Niupang's sword also took the opponent out of his mouth.

Chu Jun took the wooden sword and walked to Niupang's body. The latter moved his eyes back in horror, wailing in his mouth, his dislocated mouth could not close, and blood was constantly spilling. Chu Jun said indifferently: "God made you lose your teeth today, do you believe it now?" After saying that, he threw away the wooden sword in his hand, separated the crowd and walked off the field, and the onlookers stepped away in awe.

"He... how did he do it? How could this be possible!" Ning Yun's big eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

Zhao Yu lightly swept the hair on his forehead, and said lightly: "Let's go, it's our turn over there!" After speaking, Lianbu moved lightly and returned to the inner disciple.

Ruan looked gloomy, glanced at the Niu Pang who was still lying on the ground and could not get up, and cursed inwardly: "Useless waste!"