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Chapter 544: The conspiracy begins to take shape

Liu Chengen's eyes, standing on a tall building in the distance, were sharpening their gazes among the crowd outside the square, like a dormant poisonous snake lying beside them.

After winning a game, Daqian Martial Arts School was in high spirits.

At Zhengming Martial Arts School, Xue Huan was supported and walked over. "Master, it's just Qi and blood. Even if you hold the hidden magic tool, you can't hurt me. I just have disordered Qi and blood. It's not a serious injury."

Hearing that he was still stubborn, Xue Zhengming waved his hand helplessly, "Go down and rest first."

Who should be sent for the second game?
At this time, the third disciple whispered, "Master, I will take on the responsibility and ask you to bring out the treasure of the academy."

Well, although Zhengming Martial Arts School is poor, it has a set of Qi and Blood Magical Weapons as its treasure.

This set of Qi and Blood magic weapons consists of a sword and a round shield, which are passed down from generation to generation in Zhengming Fist. Although they are not treasures that are integrated into charms, each generation of Zhengming Fist martial artists has been nurtured with Qi and blood, and their foundation is extremely profound.

It is no exaggeration to say that this set of sword and shield, combined with the strength of an intermediate martial artist, can easily kill a small demon.

Xue Zhengming glared at him when he heard this, "You're going to use the treasure of the academy to fight against a Qi and Blood apprentice?"

"Master, it doesn't matter who you replace him with. He has a hidden magic weapon in his hand."

Although he had to admit that the reality was a bit discouraging, the Daqian Martial Arts School was wealthier than his own family, and even equipped its Qi and Blood apprentices with latent explosive artifacts.

Boxing is not only about fighting people, but also about fighting weapons. Zhengming Martial Arts School cannot lose to the opponent.

Xue Zhengming weighed the matter over and over again and nodded in agreement.

So, the third disciple, who was good at sword and shield, went into battle and was surprised when he saw his opponent, "Why is it you?"

It turned out that the one who fought in the second match of Daqian Martial Arts School was not Qi Qingdi, but Zuo Lu.

The former Xiaolin martial arts school's senior disciple, holding a heavy iron knife, laughed twice, "Why can't it be me?"

Okay, let’s change people.

The third disciple estimated that he and the other party were at the same level, both were junior martial artists. The sword and shield in his hand were the treasure of the academy, far superior to ordinary blood and qi magic weapons.

As for Zuo Lu, an outsider who betrayed his master and joined the team, it is unlikely that he will be valued. At best, he will just have an ordinary blood and qi magic weapon.

In comparison, we have a huge advantage!

The three disciples held swords and shields in their hands and stepped forward. Their attack and defense were flawless, showing their solid basic skills.

Although Zhengming Quan is mediocre, the accumulation of years of hard training is not a trivial thing.

Zuo Lu had a solemn expression, and the heavy iron knife in his hand cut through the air, covering the opponent from all directions.

The three disciples followed closely, identified the direction of the knife wind, bit their feet, avoided the chopping of the heavy iron knife, and used their round shields to squeeze away.
With the back of the knife, he struck Zuo Lu in the left shoulder with a backhand blow.

"bingo!"

Due to the lethality of the museum's treasure, not only Zuo Lu's left shoulder was disabled, but half of his body was also disabled.

however……

The third disciple's confident look did not last for a moment, as he found that the blade encountered huge resistance and could not cut down.

Someone in the crowd noticed something and saw a horn of animal skin exposed under the coat that was cut by the knife.

"The witch's beast robe. Zuo Lu got a good thing this time."

The wizard's beast robe has extremely strong defense. It is one of the few treasures that can rival the warrior's blood and magic weapon. It is also the most popular trophy.

Many warriors who returned from battle brought back a lot of animal skin robes, so they were not unfamiliar with this.

Xue Zhengming had just heard about the animal skin robe, and only understood it after hearing the explanation from others. He lamented that although Zhengming Martial Arts School did not participate in the war, it preserved its strength, but also missed many opportunities.

"Hoohoo!"

Zuo Lu used his animal robe to block the blow; the hide cracked and his entire arm became numb.

But he achieved his goal, and took the opportunity to close the distance with his opponent. He expanded his arms and exerted force, and slashed with the heavy iron knife, making a deafening tiger roar.

Clang! The blade chopped on the round shield, sparks flew. Because the treasure of the town hall had been refined by blood and energy for too long, its foundation was extraordinary. The sparks that flew were not yellow and white, but a strong blood color.

The third disciple gritted his teeth and held up the shield. Although his weapon was not inferior, he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

"Bull and Tiger Power!"

Zuo Lu shouted, and his strength suddenly surged, penetrating the third disciple's body and blasting a stone pit under his feet.

With a thud, the three disciples were blasted into the stone pit along with their swords and shields.

Lost again!
In the previous round, they were able to defeat the powerful Enchanting Artifact, but in this round, they used their greatest treasure and still lost so miserably. For a moment, the Zhengming Martial Arts School camp fell into silence.

"..."

In the third game, Lan Chengxiu thought it was his turn to play, but he didn't expect several figures to rush to fight before him.

Zuo Shier, Tie Niu, Liu Bing and others are eager to try. When the martial arts school is becoming famous, how can such good men be willing to be left out on the bench?
"Uh!"

Zhou You thought for a moment and said to the other side, "Master Xue, how about letting the Qi and Blood apprentices show their skills?"

"can!"

I don’t know what Xue Zhengming was thinking, but he actually agreed.

In the third match, Zuo Twelve came on the field, and Zhengming Martial Arts School also sent out a warrior in the late stage of Qi and Blood.

The opponent had no magical weapon, so he did not use the double-headed tiger-tip blade or the double-body tiger-shaped fist to fight the enemy.

The battle was evenly matched and lasted for a long time before Zuo Twelve gained the upper hand with one punch and defeated his opponent.

The onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that not all the people in Daqian Martial Arts School were monsters, there were still normal people among them.

Xue Zhengming's expression also eased a little. Although he lost, it was not as miserable as in the first two games. Winning and losing in a back-and-forth manner was the normal state.

In the next few rounds, Liu Bing, Tie Niu and other Qi and Blood apprentices took turns to fight with the Qi and Blood apprentices of Zhengming Martial Arts School.

Now, Qin Lie and others realized that Zhou You was taking the opportunity to train his troops and improve the practical combat capabilities of everyone in the martial arts hall.

This went on for five or six rounds, with both sides winning and losing.

In the Zhengming Martial Arts School camp, a martial artist shouted, "What's the point of such a child's play? Let me take over."

He pointed at Qi Qingdi and said, "You have a hidden magic weapon, which is very powerful! Come on, let's fight. I will fight you with bare hands."

These words made the originally relaxed atmosphere tense again.

Qi Qingdi bowed to Zhou You, "Master, I have almost rested. Please allow me to fight."

The master and disciple looked at each other, knowing that the time had come.

The martial artist on the opposite side must be up to something. He forced Qi Qingdi to go on the field. This is really a signal that the mastermind behind the scenes is about to take action.

"Well, be careful."

Zhou You glanced at Qi Qingdi's collar, which revealed a trace of an inch-high armor.

Qi Qingdi cupped his hands and held the short stick, "Disciple will definitely fulfill the mission."

In the crowd, the pair of eyes had squeezed from the back to the front. A colorless jellyfish was coiled on the fingertips, wriggling slightly, ready to pop out at any moment.

On a tall building not far away, Liu Chengen looked at Yuanmo Square thoughtfully, "The time has come."

He seemed to be able to see the scene after Qi Qingdi's death, where Zhou Zhouyou went on a killing spree in rage and swept through Zhengming Martial Arts School. By then, blood would flow like a river, and Bai Shiwu would definitely not give up until he knew about this.

The ancient being behind Zhou You makes another move. With the clash between the two powerful warriors, the city is about to fall into chaos.

His plan was about to come to fruition, and he felt very proud inside, just waiting for the moment when the flowers would bloom and bear fruit.

(End of this chapter)