Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

"I won't talk too much nonsense. You know, Xiao Anan, I don't like wordy the least, I don't like wordy very much, and never talk too much—"

Everyone: "..."

"Then, let's start our first game of the day. The red player is the southern player Chu Xiaoxiao, and the blue player is the northern player Iori!"

In the lounge, a middle-aged man wearing a robe from the Phoenix Temple walked towards the teleportation formation with trembling palms.

The previous Zi Liuli was seriously injured and Chu Sicheng was tragically killed, which has already made him frustrated with this competition.

Seeing him in this way, Bai Chen and Chu Junran looked at each other speechlessly, and both remained silent.

Sure enough, Chu Xiaoxiao had just entered the arena, and within a round, she was defeated because of her soft feet. Yesterday, Yang Qiuyu finally recovered a bit of face for the Southern Territory. At this moment, he fell to the ground severely. .

"Winner! Iori!"

Xiao An'an was also speechless, but still maintained a high mood.

Chu Xiaoxiao came back from the teleportation array with his head down, glanced at Chu Junran's cold cheeks, and then walked towards the corner with downcast eyes.

Chu Junran would never reuse such a counselor in the future. He knew this very well.

But he was afraid of death. He knew that his future might be ruined, but he did not dare to fight desperately.

After all, he died in the arena without any mercy, and could only arouse the cheers of those indifferent audiences. No matter how you think about it, the gain is not worth the loss.

Xiao Anan stood in the air, looking at the crowd of people who were full of breath, and shook his head helplessly. When he looked down at the list of the next match in his hand, he couldn't help but sighed: "Why is it from the South again? ..."

"Cough cough!" Clearing her throat, Xiao An'an once again held up a bright flowery smile, and kept a high profile: "In the next game, the red team will cut plums for the players from the Central Region, and the blue team will be the players from the Southern Region Bai. Chen——"

"Finally to the Sect Master!"

At this moment, the people of Chenyao Sword Sect couldn't help getting excited, the **** middle-field audience, should have let them see what it means to kill God!

"Kill him! Just slap him out and let him fly ten times around the moon!" Guo Fatty shouted.

"Low-key."

Bai Chen smiled faintly, and walked towards the teleportation array under the eyes of everyone.

Being able to come to the Shenwu Conference and play the game in front of the old men in the Xinglan Temple, Bai Chen was actually a bit dark and cool.

Just don't know, if they knew his identity, what kind of expression they would have.

The foreground of his eyes changed, and Bai Chen's figure instantly appeared on the ring. In front of him, there was an old man carrying big scissors, with a weird look and a rather dark look in his eyes.

The sigh, the atmosphere enveloped in the venue, made the old man named Yijianmei more excited.

"Hey, luck, I was able to meet a player from the Southern Territory." The old man held up the big scissors and waved it twice in the air. The sound of the howling wind exploded two air waves.

Bai Chen shook his neck, his eyes calmly looked at the strange old man in front of him, and finally landed on his feet.

That plum-cut big foot, like a bear's paw, was several times larger than an ordinary person, and his feet were all hairy and looked shaggy.

"Tsk tsk, you deserve to be a strong man in the Sparrow Temple, there is so much hair~" Bai Chen said with a smile on his chest.

"Do you dare to taunt me?" Yi Jianmei raised her eyes, showing a little disdain.

"No, I'm actually thinking, you walked into the ring barefoot and stinks all the players in the ring. Will you ask someone from the temple to clean it up?"

"Are you looking for death?" Yi Jianmei's face sank.

"Yeah, take your scissors and cut me. Don't be polite."

The conversation between the two made those in the stands very depressed.

Are they fighting or not?

"Hey, the **** coming out of the Southern Territory is really stiff, let's see how I cut you!"

Yi Jianmei suddenly arched her body, looking like a wolf, aiming at Bai Chen's direction.

That feeling is just like hunting.

In response to this, Bai Chen touched his nose without a trace, instead of holding the Wind God Sword, but with a lazy look in his eyes, looking up at the glorious venue like a rainbow.

"You bastard, pretend to be struck by lightning!"

Seeing Bai Chen, he didn't even look at himself. She cut the plum and was shocked. With a fierce step under her feet, her figure instantly rushed towards Bai Chen.

Bai Chen, who stood still in place, fell into the eyes of the audience, just like a fool who was waiting for his death, making them sigh frequently.

However, Bai Chen's eyes quickly swept across the group of elders in the Xinglan Temple, and he sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's all fresh faces."

"Ding!"

Bai Chen took out something casually, and then Feng Qingyun raised his hand, which happened to block the stabbed scissors.

At this moment, the audience couldn't help but rub their eyes, stood up from the stands one by one with their mouths half open, and then looked at the calm and standing black robe figure like a monster.

At the moment, Yi Jianmei was full of horror, staring at the leaf in Bai Chen's hand, his face becoming more and more blue.

Stopped his scissors with just a leaf?

Just when everyone was horrified, Bai Chen caught the green leaf with his fingers, and suddenly flicked his fingers.

"Wow!"

A green shadow flashed out in an instant, directly across the cheek of a plum, and finally settled on a stone pillar above the ring.

At this moment, the elders of the Xinglan Temple couldn't help standing up, rubbing their eyes carefully, and the flying leaf shot into the stone pillar cast by the meteorite, this...!

"Dang Cang" with a crisp sound, the shears fell directly to the ground.

Yi Jianmei raised his hand and touched his cheek in disbelief, and found a trace of blood remained, and then the long white hair on the left was all broken.

"Can you hurt someone with just a leaf?"

Yi Jianmei mentioned her throat in her heart.

"Do you want to fight anymore?" Bai Chen looked at him with a faint smile, his eyes full of smiles, like a respected old man, jokingly looking at a fledgling kid, just...the age of the two of them , It has formed a very strong contrast with the status quo.

After a long silence, a plum cut and finally lowered his head, with a wry smile: "No, I... lost."

For Bai Chen, he was really convinced. He had lived for most of his life. It was a worthwhile visit to the Shenwu Conference to have the privilege of seeing such a magical move.

"This, the winner of this game is-Southern Region player, Bai Chen!"

Xiao An'an came back to his senses after a long while, and what he shouted made the audience even more depressed and silent.

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