Hu Hefeng and Jiang Buping looked at each other and wanted to say something, but they didn't say it.

Obviously, both of them wanted to slap first, but they were embarrassed to speak because that would make them look petty.

Tao Qingyun pushed Jiang Buping and signaled him to go and draw first.

Seeing this, Hu Hefeng pretended to be generous and said, "Duwei Jiang, I don't care, why don't you draw it first?"

Jiang Buping cursed in his heart.

You don't care? Do I have something to do?

Thinking of this, Jiang Buping said tactfully: "I don't care, Hu Duwei, you should just smoke it first."

Zhao Dezhuo shook his head when he saw it: "I said you two are tired, you two are tired, just try to suck first and pretend to behave. Is there anything else to do if you draw first and then suck? There is a secret note on the brand?"

Everyone started laughing again.

Master Nie glared at Zhao Dezhu.

Zhao Dezhu quickly shut up, moved aside, and observed the ring.

"Then I'm not polite." Hu Hefeng jumped onto the ring and twitched casually. He didn't see it, and directly showed it to everyone.

Hmm!

Everyone was amazed that Hu Hefeng was so lucky that he actually took the bye. Jiang Buping looked stunned.

Tao Qingyun complained in a low voice: "I told you to smoke first, you have to pretend to be generous, now you'll be fine."

Jiang Buping sighed inwardly and said lightly: "Even if I go first, I may not be able to get the time."

Tao Qingyun curled his lips and said in a lower voice: "At least there is a chance, right? If there is something strange, if you ask someone named Hu to smoke first, then don't you have any chance?"

Jiang Buping was puzzled: "What's weird? Do you talk about the brand?"

Tao Qingyun didn't dare to say anything, organized the words and said lightly: "I mean, Hu, who is surnamed Hu, may remember the back of the brand when he was displayed just now."

Jiang Buping was stunned: "Then he should be the first to draw."

Tao Qingyun curled his lips: "Now, it's useless to say anything. Defeat Zhao Dezhu. He is a reckless man. Don't fight with him. Just seize the opportunity to make a tough guy and save some effort to beat someone surnamed Hu."

Jiang Buping nodded, leaped onto the ring with his breath, and stood opposite Zhao Dezhu.

Everyone cheered.

"Let's start!"

Master Nie shouted casually, then jumped off the ring and came to Mo Xing and Pei Song.

Zhao Dezhu stood with his hands behind his back, half-squinted his eyes, looking very calm: "Jiang Buping, if you remember correctly, this should be our first time to compete, right?"

Jiang Buping secretly condensed his true energy and said in a deep voice: "It's indeed the first time, but this trip is not an ordinary exchange, but a bloody encounter. You must be careful."

Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "Don't be so serious, we are old teammates after all."

Jiang Buping pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes emitted a terrifying light: "Now is not a joke. If you are not serious, you will be careful not to hold on to ten moves."

Zhao Dezhu felt the pressure and secretly raised his anger to fight, but his face was still casual: "I just want to deal with me in ten moves? When did you, Jiang Buping, become so arrogant?"

Jiang Buping began to look at Zhao Dezhu, looking for his weakness: "This is not arrogant, but confidence."

clang!

Zhao Dezhu suddenly pulled out the cold iron sword and pointed at the other party with the tip of the sword: "Then I want to see how much pounds you have."

When he spoke, his belt was windless, and everyone in the audience felt a strong aura.

Jiang Buping also drew out the sword and did not point it at the other party. Instead, he used a posture of dragging the sword, and his aura was also strong.

"good!"

The people in the audience cheered loudly.

Jiang Buping and Zhao Deju seem to be talking casually, but everyone knows that both of them are tense now. If their momentum is slightly at a disadvantage, they will immediately face the attack of a storm.

Pei Song and Mo Xing also secretly praised them. The strength of Jiang Buping and Zhao Dezhu should not be underestimated, and they are much more clever than they imagined.

"ah!"

Zhao Dezhu screamed, first of all, while rushing forward, the Han Iron Sword trembled slightly, and suddenly stabbed violently, and emitted an extremely domineering sword energy, which directly hit Jiang Buping's chest, quickly and ruthlessly.

It is worthy of being Zhao Dezhu, simple and violent, not so many fancy things.

Jiang Buping secretly exclaimed, but did not dodge left and right, but took a small step and picked the sword upwards.

The energy and energy are fighting.

Jiang Buping was shocked and took two steps back, his body trembling slightly.

"Everyone said that Zhao Dezhu is a reckless man, don't fight head-on. What is Lao Jiang doing?" Tao Qingyun was very anxious.

Pei Song secretly praised Jiang Buping, who seemed to have suffered a secret loss, should not hurt the enemy, but his move should be to test how strong Zhao Dezhu is, so that he can adjust his strength next.

Zhao Dezhu took advantage of Jiang Buping's foothold and chasing hard, and used seven swords in a row. Five of them were actually chopping or holding them. Obviously, he used the sword as an axe, and the reckless man's posture was fully displayed.

Everyone in the audience was very funny.

However, Jiang Buping was indeed killed and dodged repeatedly, as if he had no power to fight back at all.

"But that's it!"

Zhao Dezhu laughed and continued to use the reckless moves.

Jiang Buping still mainly dodges and occasionally blocks the rack. Although he looks embarrassed, his consumption is actually very small.

In the blink of an eye, forty moves passed, and the solid ring became bumpy and messy.

Although Zhao Deju was crazy, he was not a fool. He actually knew that Jiang Bu was trying to consume him, but he didn't care because he considered this situation last night and studied the strategy. It would surprise everyone later.

Another forty moves passed.

Jiang Buping finally waited for the opportunity. Zhao Dezhu used too much force, and the empty door was exposed when he was breathing.

At this time, Jiang Buping can choose to make a move or use a sword at will, and Zhao Dezhu will suffer a great loss.

Jiang Buping decided to kick Zhao Dezhu's chest, kick him off the ring, and then followed him up and pointed his sword at his neck. This was the most perfect idea.

Thinking of this, Jiang Buping changed his depressed state of dodging left and right just now, rushed forward suddenly, and kicked out his right foot.

Hmm!
Chapter completed!