Empress, your husband is invincible

Looking past Ye Cheng again, Ling Xuejian suddenly became a little bored.

Holding the battlements with her hands, her eyes unconsciously drifted to the direction of Tingfeng Palace in the eastern imperial city, Ling Xuejian said slowly:
"Did Ye Cheng say anything when he was leaving?"

Zhuang Shuanglin bowed his head unnaturally, paused and said:

"Brother Ye said, it's worth not watching this fake martial arts competition, it's better to go back and sleep."

Ling Xuejian twitched the corner of her mouth, smiled and shook her head.

"It's more like his style..."

……

With the performance of Pei Fangming and his opponent "Zhuyu is in front", and then walked to the center of the school field one after another, few of them could make Ye Cheng interested to watch for a quarter of an hour.

The only thing that surprised him was that Huang Fuhu's replacement turned out to be a little-known young man in a white robe.

When Gu Dasheng was called by name, it seemed that he was called Lin Xianyuan?
Ye Cheng didn't really like Lin Xianyuan's name.

But he knew that Lin Xianyuan was good at using a long spear. Under him, his quite powerful opponent didn't even go for three rounds, and he was thrown out of the middle of the school field by a single shot.

But the one who appeared in the morning was only Lin Xianyuan who had some strength.

Throughout the morning, through the competition, only more than [-] candidates were eliminated.

Correspondingly, there were more than [-] winners selected.

What's interesting is that Wang Zhihuan's opponent who was directly "retired" by Ye Cheng earlier was none other than Qin Wuyang who was judged the winner as soon as he appeared on the stage.

Lunch time at noon passed by in a flash.

Zhuang Han, who appeared in the afternoon, and Xiao Jue, who had met at the handicap in the casino, each won the victory without any surprise.

After a day passed, the children of the three families in the curtain and the children of the military generals on the benches were gone.

When night was about to fall, Ye Cheng finally made his appearance.

When he walked to the center of the school field surrounded by ropes and white lime, Ye Cheng didn't even feel the slightest interest.

Opposing Ye Cheng was a burly man with a dark complexion and bare arms.

If it weren't for the childish arrogance when he spoke, Ye Cheng would almost have suspected that he faked his age...

"This silver spear in my hands is called Sanghun, and it has picked off no less than a hundred native heads!

It weighs 59 kilograms and is unparalleled in sharpness. Brother, please be careful! "

Facing Ye Cheng with a silver gun in his hand, the burly man shook his gun suddenly, and strode towards Ye Cheng.

The Soul Spear in his hand danced vigorously, before it even touched Ye Cheng, it aroused applause from the surrounding stands.

Hearing the applause from the surroundings one after another, Zhuang Yan blushed angrily, kicked Zhuang Cong next to him, and said angrily:

"That dog, can it be my brother Ye's opponent?
Forget about others!What are you talking about, you dog? "

Before Zhuang Yan finished speaking, the surrounding stands were suddenly silent.

Zhuang Yan raised his head subconsciously, but saw that the silver gun in the strong man's hand had reached Ye Cheng's hand at some point...

Throwing the silver gun into the air casually, Ye Cheng raised his head slightly, calmly looked at the burly man who was standing there in a daze, and waved his hands casually.

When he heard the number of natives he had cut down with this Soul Spear just now, Ye Cheng planned to tell him to retreat in the face of difficulties.

But what Ye Cheng didn't expect was that the burly man's dark complexion turned red visibly to the naked eye, and a pair of bull's-eye-sized eyes stared at him without blinking.

"Although you are strong, you can't humiliate me like this!"

He spat out a sentence word by word, and the strong man stretched his arms, and the clothes on his upper body burst open!
Ye Cheng froze for a moment.

Why did you humiliate him?
Zhuang Yan excitedly patted his body on the soft bed, and inadvertently coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood:
"What is a special mother's master?
What is Te Niang's might?
Cough cough, look at my brother Ye! "

With one foot on the ground, the burly man stood up suddenly, grabbed the Soul Spear in mid-air, and without even thinking about it, smashed the Soul Gun down heavily on Ye Cheng's head!

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, and easily dodged.

He could tell that the burly man in front of him had somehow been aroused with violent killing intent...

"boom!"

The tip of the Soul Spear suddenly hit the bluestone ground at Ye Cheng's toes, sparking a burst of dazzling sparks, and at the same time, pieces of the bluestone flew everywhere!

Looking up at the burly man, Ye Cheng raised his foot and stepped on the point of the Soul Spear.

The burly man was just about to draw his gun to fight again, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the ghost gun that used to be like a finger could not move at all!
Clenching his teeth, the burly man glared at Ye Cheng, the muscles on his arms swelled visibly with the naked eye.

Seeing that he was firm in his determination, Ye Cheng made up his mind with just a slight thought.

From the looks of it, it is absolutely impossible for this guy to take the initiative to admit defeat...

Or, let him temporarily lose the ability to fight?
"……rise!"

Squeezing out a roar from between his teeth, the burly man violently raised his spear.

Ye Cheng stepped on the spear with one foot and stood up instantly.

"Get me down!"

The burly man retreated while pulling the spear with one hand, but with one hand he slanted upwards, trying to pull Ye Cheng's foot.

This guy, it seems that if he doesn't pass out, he really won't give up completely...

Having made up his mind completely, Ye Cheng flipped over in mid-air, hooked his toes around the barrel of the gun and slammed hard!

In an instant, the burly man who was clutching the Soul Gun tightly stood up from the ground!

Before he could fully react, Ye Cheng, who had already stepped on the ground with one foot, swung his arm violently, grabbed one of his arms, and pulled it down violently.

Sensing that his arm seemed to be bound by an iron hoop, the burly man came to his senses, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he wanted to take advantage of the situation and kick Ye Cheng.

But he never imagined that when Ye Cheng waved his arm to block his flying kick, the hand knife formed by his right arm had rapidly enlarged in his sight!
"boom!"

After being slashed on the neck by Ye Cheng, the burly man rolled his eyes and passed out completely...

Feng Qingyun lightly flicked his sleeves, Ye Cheng turned straight and went back to the curtain shed.

If he didn't feel sorry for this guy's bravery, Ye Cheng could guarantee that he would have been terrified to go through two moves under his hands!
After all, this guy is just a reckless brat who barely reaches the third rank...

"Earth Group C, the winner is Ye Cheng!"

It wasn't until Ye Cheng sat back in his seat that Gu Dasheng came back to his senses and shouted at the top of his voice.

And as his voice fell, there were waves of applause from the stands in the school field.

It was only then that Ye Cheng realized a problem. It seemed that among all the contestants today, he was the only one who was unarmed and didn't carry any weapons...