touchnovel Chapter 754
Chapter 754
"Boom!" When the two swords intersected, there was a dull thunder.
Liu Baishan was shocked and his face turned pale. Then, although he was not as tall as Fu Cheng, his thin body flew out like being hit by a huge rock. He was in the air, and his blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.
A sword, still just a sword will tell. However, compared with Chen Xinzhong's sword, Fu Cheng's sword was obviously more shocking, so that the audience fell into a short silence.
"I didn't cheat you. If you let me do it first, you won't even have the chance to do it." Fu Cheng shook his head and went down with a look of disappointment.
Under the stage, Liu Baishan stood up with a long sword in his hand. When he heard the words, he was filled with shame and indignation. Then he burst out a mouthful of blood and fell down.
Several bodyguards came forward quickly, took out some healing pills that had been prepared for a long time, and then carried him to Zhang Haoran's side, so that the two brothers lay side by side.
"This competition, Guanghua, Fu Chengsheng." Mr. Shuiyue announced the results.
Until then, a burst of cheers and shouts rang out under the stage. The sound waves rise and fall like huge waves.
All the audience who came to Xinghua were pale and disappointed.
Lost, lost again, even lost twice in a row!
In fact, since it's a contest, there will naturally be a win or loss. As long as the strength difference is not big, the victory or defeat is often in the front line. It's not a big deal to lose two games in a row. After all, there are still seven games left.
But in these two games, the defeat of Xinghua was too quick and clean. It can be said that there was no fighting back at all. It was a one-sided second kill. How can they compete in the next seven games?
Qiu Mingxuan and Han Qingwen, Lin Hanyi's face also become more ugly. Originally, I thought that Liu Baishan broke out to surpass Fasheng Jiupin's fighting power. He had the chance to win this battle. Who knew that he was defeated so miserably.
Strong, the other side's fighting power is too strong!
This time, they could see clearly that although Fu Cheng's cultivation was one level lower than that of Liubai mountain, the power of terror was absolutely not inferior to the Holy Spirit!
"Next, Guanghua, he Xudong." Mr. Shuiyue announced in a loud voice. The gap between the two sides was so narrow that the contest ended so quickly that he felt dull.
"This is your turn, isn't it?" On the opposite seat, a slender, white faced young man fell on the test platform, pointed to Han Qingwen and said with a smile.
This time, Han Qingwen did not hesitate to jump to the competition platform.
Among all the people, he has the lowest accomplishments. The peak of the seventh grade of the Dharma saint has not reached the eighth grade. According to the information inquired by the ninth prince, he Xudong is also the lowest among the other nine. He is the seventh grade of the Dharma Saint just like him.
Although from the previous performance of Chen Xin and Fu Cheng, their real combat power is far higher than their accomplishments, but their accomplishments are accurate. That is to say, if Han Qingwen avoids this fight, he will die even worse when he meets other opponents.
Of course, Han Qingwen knows these things himself, Qiu Mingxuan, Gu Fenghua and the ninth prince also know them, but others don't.
Seeing Han Qingwen's magnanimity, he walked onto the competition platform with a calm face. There was neither the arrogance and arrogance of Zhang Haoran when he was on the stage, nor the cowardice and uneasiness that even blind people could see when Liu Baishan was on the stage. His temperament was so calm and unprepared. The aristocratic children, heroes and rich men from Xinghua, as well as the common people all nodded secretly.