Limitless Sword God Chapter 422: Combat

The light came from beside him. Su Yun froze and looked anxiously.

However, Lu Zhanyuan was sitting there whitishly, panting hard, looking frightened.

The original card's blooming light did not emerge from his hand, but erupted from the deity sitting next to him.

The deity's face was extremely pale, and he looked at the demon who came out slowly in group B coldly, with no expression on his face, and was trembling lightly.

Although the grouping by means of combat power is not a standard division method, this method still distinguishes most masters from the mediocre. The combat power is not strength, but it is a representative of strength. The players have a combat power of only 2,000, but Dante is a good existence, while the opponent has nearly 4,000 combat power, which is very scary and almost hits the players' line of Group A.

"I thought it was you." Su Yun couldn't help but smile.

"I thought it was me, I was scared to death. If it was me, it would be over."

Lu Zhanyuan breathed fiercely. He took a look at the two, and suddenly he got up and ran towards the stand next to the auditorium.

"What are you going to do?" Su Yun puzzled.

"Go to bet, look at the situation, that group B's steady winning rhythm!"

"There is no suspense in this kind of game, I'm afraid I won't make much money."

"Make a little money," Lu Zhanyuan laughed.

There are not a few people who have the idea of ​​Lu Zhanyuan. Even the players in the Bingding group go for fun, but most of the people in the A and B groups are dismissive. Some of them adjust their interest in eyes closed, others Staring intently at the platform, waiting for the start of the match, it was very quiet, not as loud as it was here.

Lu Zhanyuan goes fast and comes fast. It seems that he has made a heavy bet, but events like this without any suspense often don't earn much. Unless it is upset.

"Brother Su, don't you come a little?"

"When I play on my own, I'll buy it again!" Su Yun laughed.

"Oh, if you want to get better, let's quickly get rid of it in the Dingding group, but don't run into the guy in Group B like that unlucky ghost!" Lu Zhanyuan smiled bitterly.

Su Yun looked along the competition platform, but saw that the group B player had already turned up early, and the group D player was still faltering and his pace was shaking.

"Encourage the package! Hurry up!"

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a death?"

"So many people look at it, a little courage?"

"But I bought you a hundred mysterious coins! You can win even better. If you lose, you have to lose pretty, do you understand?"

Screams screamed from the audience.

Nardinian spiritualists heard it, gnashed their teeth, put their feet a little, and embarked on the ring.

"OK !!!"

The host Zhu Wen on the stage saw this and immediately shouted: "The two players have entered the field, and Liu Yuming from the D group will play against Liu Yan from the second group. Please prepare for the two players. Let's start !!! "

After Zhu Wen roared, he immediately got off the ring. As a melodious bell rang, the clock started.

The Ding group's Liu Yu was obviously a bit afraid. After all, the opponent's combat power was twice as high as him. However, the bell sounded and he had not yet started. The opponent already couldn't wait to attack it.

Liu Kuang makes a tiger-backed sword with a male tiger pattern and is extremely heavy, but this sword does not seem to have weight in his hands and is danced quickly and lightly.

Oh!

The sword is mixed with flames, just like a leaping tiger, majestic.

The sword's momentum is not close yet. The momentum of the sword already shocked Liu Yuming. He trembled, and he couldn't wait to raise a machete in his hand to resist. A knife and two sections, and the broken body flew out, hit the edge of the platform, and then fell to the ground.

Blood bleeds and dyes the ring.

A trick to solve!

The audience is silent.

About three seconds, a deafening shout burst out.

"OK !!!!!!"

The roar continued, and many audience members stood up and shouted.

The players looked different, and many in the Bingding group were frightened and pale.

But Su Yun doesn't think so. The existence strength here is the Spirit Star Disciple level. Even if the chest is cut, as long as it is harmless, there is generally no danger of life. , But for Spirit Star Disciple, this is nothing.

The victory and defeat were quickly divided, and the loser was carried down, and the winning Liu Qiang was returned to the seat in the cheers of the audience, and even the lounge was too lazy to go.

It's arrogant!

The people in the Bingding group all whispered, looking at Liu Kuang's eyes full of anger.

Zhu Wen stood on the stage in excitement and continued to speak his set of rhetoric, instigating the atmosphere of the scene. After all the processes were completed, he began to draw the players in a loud shout.

Wow!

At this time, a ray of light burst out first. It was from the players in Group A. People looked along the place where the ray burst. When the card holder was seen clearly, the scene was out of control.

"Shen Wuhuang Yahoo! It is Shen Wuhuang Yahoo!"

"Left sword, right sword, sword sword emperor Shen Wuhuang !!!!"

"Oh my God, is it his turn so soon?"

"I don't know which unlucky one would be right with him."

"I wish it weren't me!"

"If you are a master of this level, if Han Yuexin, Zhongye, etc. are out, no one can ever beat him!"

"Don't underestimate the people in the world, maybe there will be a dark horse in this Acetin!"

Everybody talked, and the scene seemed extremely lively.

"Shen Wuhuang, I love you !!! Be my double cultivation companion !!!"

"Shen Wuhuang ya !!! I like you !!!"

"Shen Wuhuang ya! Here, look here !!!"

Some excited female spiritualists saw that Shen Wuhuang Ya was about to play, immediately jumped from their seats and shouted loudly.

Su Yun looked along people ’s eyes, but saw a man with a sword and a sword sitting in the forefront of Group A. The man was wearing a purple tight-fitting suit, black hair, and a pigtail behind his face. Very handsome, with starbrows, thin cheeks, and full of charm, it definitely belongs to Jun Ge.

While waiting for Su Yun to look more at the Shen Wuhuang, there was a burst of light next to him.

Su Yun stared a moment and looked away.

I found that this light really came from my side, but not from myself, nor from the people nearby, but from Na Lu Zhanyuan

It's really him this time

Lu Zhanyuan also stayed, staring blankly at the glowing card in his hand, his eyes were almost lost.

Is this randomly drawn? Maybe it's too coincidental?

"Relax your mindset, even if you can't win, at least you can't counsel! Believe the four judges in the audience, they will protect you, take your full strength, and fight against Shen Wuhuang!"

Su Yun patted Lu Zhanyuan's shoulder gently and said.

In this kind of event, the more you get injured, the heavier you are.

"Coco is Shen Wuhuang Ya!"

Lu Zhanyuan said in horror: "I can never be his opponent! Never! I will be killed by him, I will be killed by him!"

His whole body was shaking. In the face of such a famous genius, Lu Zhanyuan had almost no fighting spirit.

Playing with this mentality, losing half before the fight, the victory and defeat of already is obvious.

However, Lu Zhanyuan has no choice unless he is willing to cut his arms and abandon a product cultivation!

"I waive !!!"

Just then, a harsh sound rang through the venue.

Su Yun turned his head and looked at Lu Zhanyuan in horror, and saw that he shouted with trembling.

Abandon?

"Zhan Yuan, don't you even have the courage to fight in the First World War?" Su Yun asked with gaze.

"The other party is Shen Wuhuang Ya! It's the sword swordsman! It's that genius !!! I can't beat him, I can't win him !!! I abstain !!!! Abstain!" Lu Zhanyuan As if losing thought, she spoke very fast.

But the next second, Su Yun pressed his shoulder tightly. A trace of profound strength spilled out of the palm of Su Yun, soaked into Lu Zhanyuan's shoulder, and stabilized his turbulent heart.

Su Yun looked into his eyes and said earnestly: "No one is born strong, strong is achieved by hard work, Zhan Yuan, you have to believe in yourself, even if the other person's strength is several times yours, you Do n’t be afraid. Once you are afraid, you will put yourself in the weak place already. Now there are four judges to protect you. If you go to war, you will never be in danger of life, but if you do not fight, cultivation will be Discard a product, then you will become a real weak, do you understand? "

Looking at Lu Zhanyuan ’s lost eyes, he knows that if Lu Zhanyuan does not play this time, he will have a demon in his heart, which will not be good for future cultivation. I am afraid that he will stay in Spirit Star Disciple in this life. Realm, it is harder to step into Spirit Master.

Lu Zhanyuan is silent.

Su Yun Released his hand, stared at the stage, and continued: "Lu Zhanyuan, the decision is in your hands. Now there are nearly 100,000 people watching you. You decide for yourself Shen Wuhuang Ya is not afraid of you, why should you be afraid of him? "

Su Yun turned around and stared at the ring. Lu Zhanyuan looked up at him.

Suddenly, Lu Zhanyuan seemed to be aware of something, and his eyes looked into Su Yun's eyes.

Why is Brother Su not afraid at all?

Why didn't he show half anxiety and half fear at all times? Isn't he also a D team player?

So why should I be afraid of Shen Wuhuang Ya? For spiritualists, cultivation is life and giving up cultivation is giving up life. If I do n’t even need cultivation, what's the point of being alive? Should I be a coward all my life? Lu Zhanyuan was confused by Su Yun's remarks, but not long after, he stood up and stood upright, with a straight waist and a flame burning in his heart.

"Player Lu Zhanyuan, are you really going to abstain?"

At this time, the host Zhu Wen asked.

Lu Zhanyuan closed her lips tightly, soy-sized eyes glanced around the arena, and he found that almost everyone was looking at himself, except the Shen Wuhuang ya, who stood on the ring with his hands on his chest and closed Binocular, a relaxed look, it seems that he already identified himself as the winner of this game.

Seeing this, Lu Zhanyuan's heart suddenly burst into a fierce flame!

"I'm kidding, how can I surrender? Right?"

Lu Zhanyuan grinned. Although his face was still pale, he had lost most of his fear in his eyes, and his unprecedented perseverance spilled out.

As soon as the words came down, Shen Wuhuang Ya opened his eyes sharply and glanced at Lu Zhanyuan. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, probably he did not expect that Lu Zhanyuan would say such words.

He's watching me! Does he value me?

Lu Zhanyuan squeezed his fist tightly, thinking secretly.

"That's good !!!" Zhu Wen continued to blame. "So, let's ask Lu Zhanyuan to play !!!"

Roar! !! !! !! !!

The cheers of the Shanhu tsunami erupted from the audience seats, and the entire arena was lit again.