Chapter 472: Jiang Zimo Admits Defeat

chi chi!

The point of the knife was above the ground, and countless sparks were wiped out. Xiao Chen just rushed towards Xie Ziwen directly, facing the palm he swung towards his chest.

He didn't dodge or evade, and he didn't flinch at all, as if he was giving Jiang Zimo to fight.

"What is this for? The open chest is full of flaws. One palm is enough to determine the outcome." The surrounding contestants, seeing this situation, shook their heads expressing their puzzlement.

Jiang Zimo's expression changed slightly, and when the applause was about to hit Xiao Chen's chest, he tapped his toes on the ground.

The figure retreated violently, leaving several afterimages, and retreated to the edge of the ring to stop, loosen the power of the palm, and said with a wry smile: "You won, I admit defeat!"

"What's going on, Jiang Zimo's palm print, he won!"

"Why did you admit defeat for no reason? I don't understand. What the hell are you doing?"

"I don't understand, what's going on, who can tell me, how can I win with just such a charge, Jiang Zimo is so weird!"

Looking at Jiang Zimo who suddenly opened his mouth to admit defeat, the people below were puzzled and couldn't understand what was going on at all.

On the high platform, Shi Hailong nodded slightly with a smile, and several old men beside him also nodded secretly.

There are some things that cannot be seen from the surface without reaching a certain level.

Shi Hailong laughed softly: "One of these two has the guts to dare to let go of the game, the other knows how to advance and retreat, and doesn't deliberately pursue victory. There are so many geniuses. In fact, this is why they can stand out from the crowd."

An old man next to him nodded and said, "It's hard to distinguish between the two in terms of skills. Xiao Chen's sword skills and Jiang Zimo's palm skills, neither of them can do anything to the other."

"If you want to win, you can only go beyond the battle of skills and really use strategy. According to your own characteristics, you can tilt the balance of the battle to your side."

Another person interjected: "Jiang Zimo's characteristic is persistent combat power, so try to delay the battle as much as possible, and wait until the opponent's vitality weakens before he can really make a heavy hand to determine the outcome."

"Xiao Chen's characteristic is that his body is strong and his vitality is explosive, but it consumes too much vitality, so he uses a situation where both sides suffer, and forces Jiang Zimo to decide the outcome with one move, even if he is seriously injured."

Shi Hailong laughed lightly and said: "Both of them are talents, I really look forward to it on the Tower of Desolation, how far they can go, maybe it will surprise us.

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The simple battle, under the explanation of the martial arts masters on the stage, made everyone in the underground listen to their tongues.

Unexpectedly, under the seemingly ordinary moves, there are so many ways, each of them thought deeply and secretly understood.

Xiao Chen dissipated the green dragon spirit from his left hand, looked at Jiang Zimo who had retreated to the edge of the ring, and said, "You can actually gamble. After my serious injury, my body will be weak, and I may not be able to defeat you."

Jiang Zimo shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't have to be humble. I don't have a 70% winning rate and I won't fight. If you win this round, let's see who can go further in the ancient tower!"

A genius has the self-confidence of a genius. Although Jiang Zimo was defeated in this match... this match, he did not have the slightest doubt about the twenty places. He would definitely be one of them.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Then we see you at the Ancient Tower!"

The arena battle continued, Xiao Chen was a little helpless, except for Jiang Zimo, the opponents in the next few rounds were all timid before the battle, and they surrendered immediately.

The fifteenth round of lottery ended, and Xiao Chen got the number eight on the blue wooden card. When he walked to the arena with the red wooden card number eight on it.

It was found that the opponent was a more interesting character, and it was Leng Yun, the young master of the Holy Huoshan Village, who had been deprived of the heart of the fire of the most yin.

Looking at Xiao Chen who jumped onto the ring, the corner of Leng Yun's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he clenched his fist tightly, almost releasing his murderous aura directly.

After calming down, Leng Yun's face returned to normal and said: "I'm not as good as you, admit defeat."

Xiao Chen didn't want to let him go like this, and said with a faint smile: "Why do you admit defeat, don't you want to return to your original heart?"

Leng Yun, who was about to end, immediately turned cold when he heard these words, and the suppressed anger in his heart suddenly burst out, his fingers clenched tightly, and there was a bang bang.

It took him ten years of cultivation to reach the size of a baby's fist, the original heart of the most yin fire.

Ten years of hard work, but Xiao Chen directly snatched it away, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Closing his eyes, Leng Yun took a few deep breaths before saying coldly: "It's okay, you keep it for a while, and I will get it back with interest when the time comes!"

Xiao Chen looked at this person's back and frowned slightly. This guy's temperament is indeed calm.

Being so stimulated by myself, I can still calm down and not do impulsive things. In the ring, Xiao Chen's plan to cripple him directly and openly ended without a problem.

The battle ended in a hurry, Xiao Chen returned to the bottom of the statue of Emperor Tianwu, and began to pay attention to the battle on the field together with others.

"This Chu Chaoyun is really low-key. He has won fifteen games in a row without making a sound. Even Pei Shaoxuan was defeated by him."

"The most important thing is that I haven't seen him pull out the sword behind his back. I really didn't expect that besides Xiao Chen, there is such a powerful person in the Great Qin Kingdom."

"I underestimated them before, but Duanmuqing seems to have won a dozen or so games, and her strength should not be underestimated."

There was no battle outside the arena for the time being, or the contestants who had already finished the battle looked at the crowd on the ring and began to discuss in a low voice.

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he followed everyone's gazes. Chu Chaoyun's opponent was a swordsman from Chu State.

With a long sword on his back, the expression on his face is always so calm and calm, neither deliberate nor artificial.

As if he is the way he should be, everything is natural.

I haven't seen each other for half a year, and after parting in Tiandao Pavilion, Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen are still the same as the first time I saw him, without any change.

Xiao Chen has never doubted his strength, even though he is making rapid progress and defeating countless geniuses from all over the world.

Facing Chu Chaoyun, he still felt a little opaque, like an old well, the more he thought about it, the more unfathomable he felt.

"He won again. This guy has won 15 games in a row. Like Zuo Mo, Xiao Chen and others, he hasn't lost a single game."

"It's really a dark horse, it's amazing!"

Chu Chaoyun's battle was over, he spent a little effort, defeated the swordsman from Chu country, and then walked down the stage silently.

After a few days, no one would dare to underestimate him anymore, even the top figure Xia Xiyan in Jiang Zimo's Chu tomb looked at him a little bit differently.

The night fell quietly, and the first day of the ring battle ended like this. Some people were happy and some were worried.

If you are lucky, you are complacent, saying that in the few rounds you met, none of them were powerful people, and you easily solved your opponents and won most of the victories.

Those who were unlucky complained endlessly. Most of the fifteen battles encountered tasks of Zuo Mo's level, resulting in losing more than half of them and ranking at the bottom.

Of course, these are just a few. Most of them have good or bad luck. The opponents are strong or weak, and they have worked hard all the way through relying on their strength.

On the high platform, Shi Hailong said loudly: "Don't leave, just spend the night in the square today, and when the results of tomorrow's battle come out, immediately open the ancient tower. The ancient tower must be opened before dusk."

Everyone heard the words, but they didn't react too much. They just dealt with it in the square overnight, without any pressure at all.

Each finds a place, sits cross-legged, and starts to adjust breath or practice.

Xiao Chen found a place with fewer people, and without much hesitation, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice.

The next morning, as the sun fell, the warriors sitting cross-legged opened their eyes, got up and began to exercise their muscles and bones, preparing for a new day's duel.

At the beginning of the first round of drawing, Xiao Chen got a red wooden sign with number 23 on it, and waited for the first eighteen players to finish their battles.

Find a ring, hang the wooden sign on it, and start quietly waiting for your opponent.

I hope there won't be another warrior who is timid before fighting, that's really nothing, Xiao Chen thought helplessly in his heart.

call out!

While he was pondering, a familiar figure jumped onto the ring, that person looked at Xiao Chen with a faint smile and said, "It's a bit unlucky, I actually got a white-robed swordsman that everyone fears."

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at this person solemnly, and said, "Chu Chaoyun!"

Chu Chaoyun said with a faint smile: "It's okay to reminisce about the old days. It's still the same as before, you and I will each make a move, and the outcome will be determined by one move."

Xiao Chen clasped his right hand on the hilt of the knife and said, "Yes, I am also curious whether your sword is still as sharp as before."

The two were a hundred meters apart, each staring at each other intently, their aura kept gathering, and their eyes met in the air.

As if swords and swords were fighting, there was a faint sound of ping-pong, and the airflow above the ring was spinning rapidly between the ground and the ring.

The blow made the two of them dance, their clothes fluttered and their hair fluttered. At some point, Chu Chaoyun's right hand was quietly placed on the hilt of the long sword behind his back.

On the handsome facial features, the past calmness slowly dissipated, replaced by a dignified look on the corner of the mouth.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cautious, and at the same time as the momentum was brewing, the artistic conception of thunder and the artistic conception of killing also began to merge quickly.

Against Chu Chaoyun, he never had the confidence to win, and he lost miserably in the opponent's hands for the first time.

The second fight, in the ruins of Lihuomen in the Ink Forest, was forced to stop the fight halfway through due to the interference of other people.

Since Xiao Chen's debut, those opponents who stepped on him, crushed him, and defeated him, no matter who they were, were overtaken by Xiao Chen in the end.

Then throw it away far away, leaving an insurmountable gap for those people, which can never be surpassed.

Only Chu Chaoyun was elusive from the very beginning, even if he encountered many adventures and spent all his time on cultivation, he still couldn't see through the other party.

But Xiao Chen has never been afraid of challenges. A long time ago, when he was only a martial artist, he dared to fight Chu Chaoyun.

Now that the gap keeps shrinking, he is no longer the Xiao Chen of the past, so why dare not!

With a sudden pride in his heart, Xiao Chen's eyes became sharper, his sight was as real as a knife's edge.