Chapter 962: A Stunning Battle

"I won't say any more nonsense. You know that I, Xiao An'an, don't like to be long-winded. I really don't like to be long-winded, and I never talk long-winded-"

Everyone: "..."

"Then, let's start our first game of the day. The red player is Chu Xiaoxiao from the South Region, and the blue player is Yasami from the North Region!"

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

The previous serious injury of Zi Liuli and the tragic murder of Chu Sicheng had already made him discouraged about this competition.

Seeing his cowardly look before the fight, Bai Chen and Chu Junran looked at each other speechlessly and remained silent.

Sure enough, Chu Xiaoxiao had just entered the arena and was defeated before the first round because of her weak legs. Yesterday, Yang Qiuyu finally got back a little face for the South Region, but at this moment, he threw her to the ground fiercely.

"Winner! Yasami!"

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

Chu Xiaoxiao came back from the teleportation array dejectedly, glanced at Chu Junran's cold face, and immediately walked to the corner with a look of disappointment.

Chu Junran would never reuse such a coward in the future, and he knew it very well.

But he was afraid of death. He knew that his future might be ruined, but he didn't dare to fight to the death.

After all, dying in the ring would not get anyone's sympathy, and would only cause cheers from those indifferent audiences. No matter how you think about it, it's not worth it.

Xiao Anan stood in the air, looking at the audience breathing heavily, and shook his head helplessly. When he looked down at the list of the next game in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh: "Why is it from the South Region again..."

"Ahem!" Clearing his throat, Xiao Anan once again put on a bright smile, maintaining a high state and said loudly: "In the next game, the red team is the Central Region player Yi Jianmei, and the blue team is the Southern Region player Bai Chen——"

"It's finally the Sect Master's turn!"

At this moment, the people of Chenyao Sword Sect couldn't help but get excited. The damn Central Region audience should have been shown what a killing god is!

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

"Keep a low profile."

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

Being able to come to the Shenwu Conference and play in front of those old men in the Xinglan Temple, Bai Chen was actually a little happy.

I just don't know what their expressions would be if they knew his identity.

The scene in front of him changed, and Bai Chen's figure instantly appeared on the stage. In front of him was an old man carrying a pair of big scissors, with a strange shape and a rather gloomy look.

The sound of sighs and the noise enveloped the venue, making the old man named Yi Jianmei even more excited.

"Hehe, I'm so lucky to meet a contestant from the South Region." The old man picked up the big scissors and waved them twice in the air. The whistling wind made two waves of air burst in the air.

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

Yi Jianmei's big feet, like bear paws, were several times larger than those of ordinary people, and his feet were all hairy, looking furry.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being a strong man of the Sparrow Temple, there are so many hairs~" Bai Chen said with his arms around his chest and smiled.

"You dare to mock me?" Yi Jianmei raised his old eyes, showing some disdain.

"No, I was actually thinking, you walked onto the ring barefoot and made the ring where the contestants competed stink. Should we ask the people from the temple to clean it up later?"

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

"Yeah, use your scissors to cut me, don't be polite."

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

Are they going to fight or not?

"Tsk, the trash from the South Region is really stubborn, wait and see how I cut you!"

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

That feeling was like hunting.

In response, Bai Chen touched his nose inconspicuously, and did not take the Wind God Sword, but looked up at the brilliant venue with a lazy look.

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

Seeing that Bai Chen didn't even look at her, Yi Jianmei was hit hard, stepped hard, and rushed towards Bai Chen in an instant.

Bai Chen, standing still, looked like a fool waiting to die in the eyes of the audience, which made them sigh.

However, Bai Chen's eyes quickly swept through the elders of Xinglan Temple, and then he sighed helplessly: "Alas, they are all unfamiliar faces."

"Ding!"

Bai Chen took out something casually, and then raised his hand calmly, just blocking the scissors that were stabbing at him.

At this moment, the audience couldn't help rubbing their eyes, and stood up from the stands with their mouths half open, and then looked at the black-robed figure standing calmly like a monster.

Yi Jianmei was even more terrified at this moment, staring at the leaf in Bai Chen's hand, her face becoming more and more livid.

Just with a leaf, he blocked his scissors?

Just when everyone was shocked, Bai Chen held the green leaf between his fingers and suddenly flicked his fingers.

"Swoosh!"

A green shadow flashed out instantly, directly across Yi Jianmei's cheek, and finally settled on a stone pillar on the ring.

At this moment, the elders of Xinglan Temple couldn't help but stand up, rubbed their eyes carefully, flying leaves shot into the stone pillars made of meteorites, this...!

With a crisp "clang" sound, the big scissors fell directly to the ground.

Yi Jianmei raised her hand and touched her cheek in disbelief, and found that there was a trace of blood remaining, and then the long white hair on the left side was broken at the root.

"Can you hurt someone with just a young leaf?"

Yi Jian Mei's heart was in her throat.

"Do you still want to fight?" Bai Chen looked at him with a faint smile, his eyes full of laughter, like a respected old man teasing a fledgling kid, but...their age , but it forms a very strong contrast with the status quo.

After a long moment of silence, Yi Jian Mei finally lowered her head and gave a wry smile: "No, I...lost."

For Bai Chen, he was really convinced. After living for most of his life, he was lucky enough to see such a miraculous move. It was a worthwhile visit to the Shenwu Conference.

"This, the winner of this competition is——Southern Region player, Bai Chen!"

Xiao Anan came to his senses after a while, and the words he shouted made the audience even more depressed and silent.