All-Heavens Strongest Child

There is only one ring in the entire Third Layer. It is easy to find the position, but there are so many hesitating people that you can’t see the ring at all.

In desperation, Qin Tong chose the method of most people, using his vitality to directly fly into the air, taking the opportunity of that moment to get a glimpse of the scene of the ring.

At the moment of flying into the sky, Qin Tong finally saw the silhouette on the ring. With just a glance, Qin Tong felt frozen there, and his face was full of shock.

That person is Chu Lan, but he is completely different from the Chu Lan she knows!

At this moment, he is sitting lazily on the ground, holding the black iron rod in his arms, holding a wine jar in his hand, mouth after mouth, besides, there are five or six empty wine jars!

This...this seems to be the spiritual medicine specially made by Baixianglou...In this thing, drinking a bottle, even if it is dispersed with vitality, it will take a long time, Chu Lan, he has already drunk so much. Altar!

This guy, don't you want to win? ! It seems...impossible...

Because Chu Lan at this moment looks lazy and uncontroversial, but there is no joke on his face, he is extra serious, and he exudes a kind of murderous aura. , It seems that once someone approaches, the black iron rod that can support both heaven and earth will strike the other person's forehead!

It's still so bohemian, but he's extra serious. Is this still Chu Lan? !

Soon, one Elder chief came one after another, and Xiong Hao was also there. The most eye-catching thing was of course the handsome young man in purple robe. He was the whole Burning. The first chief of Heaven Pavilion-Mo Lingyue!

His arms are still holding the charming girl. The eyes of the girl and Qin Tong only met for a moment, and the two of them have an imposing manner with swords drawn and bows bent. This one should be the seventh chief.

Soon, another protagonist, the eighth chief also came here, everyone gave way for him, and slowly walked onto the ring.

I saw his eyes fixed on Chu Lan coldly, "Holy Son Chu, I don’t know where I provoke Holy Son Chu, why should I choose me?"

Chu Lan had no conversation, and sniffed in the air, "Come on... it's not a good bird... now there is no sense of guilt..."

I saw him look with disdain Look, for an instant, his eyes exchanged with Mo Lingyue, "Holy Son Chu, do you know, I am..."

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The words have not been said yet After that, Chu Lan blushed, stood up drunk, and stabbed his dantian with a stick.

The audience suddenly became quiet, everyone was dumbfounded, the chief also looked towards Chu Lan dumbfounded: "You...you... mean..."

"Bibi is crooked...The rules of the Fighting Tower are not that when you come to power, you are fighting..." Chu Lan laughed casually, and even hiccuped.

Speaking, Chu Lan directly stabbed it with a stick...

The chief rubbed the ground for a long time before stopping, and Chu Lan looked like a Like a drunk man, he stuck the stick to the ground, and leaned on it as if he fell apart...

Chu Lan laughed twice, whispered casually: "You don't even know the name (no)... Still playing with a woolen yarn?"

"You...you are a dead alcoholic! Bullly intolerably!"

The chief roared and drew a long sword directly from the Universe Bag and slashed it. Come.

Chu Lan is still smiling, without the slightest feeling of wanting to fight back, sticking to the black iron rod, a devilish twist, directly avoiding the fierce attack of the other party.

"Did off? I'll cut it again!"

With another sword, Chu Lan twisted so naturally again, and avoided the attack again.

One sword, one twist, another sword, another twist...

Just like that, the two of them don’t know how long it lasted. Chu Lan’s black iron rod has nothing to do with it. Moving, the whole person writhes like pole dancing again, seemingly out of order, but accurately evading every attack.

"What are you doing? Is it possible to fight anymore?"

"I can't see it so simple, is it an actor?"

"I I seriously doubt how this guy became the chief!"

...

The familiar operation of the people eating melons sounded again, and the buddy almost didn't come up in a sigh of anger: you guys Bastards, you guys do it on your own!

Chu Lan is still like a drunkard, and he took advantage of the opportunity to lift the flask that he had not finished drinking, and poured it again.

The chief was so angry that he wanted a sneak attack, but he didn't expect... unexpectedly... escaped again!

At this time, in the high seat, an old man stroked his beard, laughed with interest and looked towards Li Zhennan, "Seventh Elder, you taught him this wonderful style of play. Is it?"

"Sect Master, I didn't teach him this strange move, and... it's not like a meta-skill or something, it's like a pure fleshy body attack."

Second Elder saw that his dísciple was brushed back and forth like a clown, and frowned, "The irregular footwork is really strange."

"This... Could it be...ancient martial arts?"

A word from Ninth Elder suddenly awakened many Elders.

Great Elder thought carefully, Chu Lan’s strange style of play, and the jugs all over the floor, "This should be what I have seen in the classics, a kind of ancient era. The method of boxing is called drunk boxing."

Sect Master slightly nodded, "It is said that the ancient era between Heaven and Earth has no vitality, but there are still many experts. With this kind of fleshy body martial arts, you can achieve I have gained the strength of the Spiritual Movement Realm, and even the Body Tempering Realm."

Elder Li gradually understood Chu Lan’s mind, and proudly said with a smile: "This kind of martial arts, powerhouse is tasteless, and disciplines are difficult. I wonder, so he chose this style of play today to hide his strength!"

On the ring, the chief has been made not knowing what to do. Today’s Chu Lan , Directly abandoned his black iron rod, carrying a hip flask and fighting with him.

Obviously, the chief heard several Elder and Sect Master’s conversations and looked at Chu Lan in shock, "This kind of ancient martial arts has been studied by many dísciples, and even dísciple I can’t use it if I drink it myself, why can you!"

"Is not drunk in the form of drunkenness, but not drunk in my fist."

Chu Lan swayed and swayed. I made a tsk tsk voice with my fingers, "You people, born in this era full of World's Essence Qi, how can you understand the essence of ancient martial arts? There is only Young Master like me who has lived in both eras. In order to combine this kind of move with the original spirit."

The chief was so angry that he greeted Chu Lan ancestors eighteen generations, and said angrily: "You have the ability to win. Me! What is the ability to consume people!"

"Are you sure you want me to do it?"

"OK!"

Chu Lan helplessly shook the head "Since you beg me to beat you, there is no way..."

Looking at Chu Lan’s evil smile, I don’t know why, everyone feels unfathomable mystery and feels a cold behind...

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