Chapter 11 (1/2)

Shen Baihe clenched his fist. Of course, he knew the pressure that Shen Zhenyi could bring. I get along with him day and night, and have confirmed many times that Shen Zhenyi has been unable to walk, but still dare not do it by himself, let alone these people?

He quietly went to Zhou Wenzi, quietly picked up the sword and sent it back to him. At the same time, he whispered: ”brother Zhou, my third brother is a waste man.”

Zhou Wenzi was shocked, as if waking up from a nightmare.

There are no martial arts practitioners in the world who refuse to accept the third master Shen.

But there is no genius in this era who does not hate Mr. Shen.

If other than their own stronger masters, can encourage them to move forward. Then the existence of the third son of Shen brought only despair.

He Qiji was lucky to be born at the same time as this man and can see the wonderful transformation of martial arts.

How unfortunate, and this person was born in the same era, there will always be a peak can not be turned over.

But now he is a useless man.

Zhou Wenzi was staring at Shen Sanzi in the wheelchair. It seemed that a big stone had been removed from his chest. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and said with a long smile, ”I thought that the younger martial sister Chu had something to rely on. This challenged me beyond my ability. It turned out that he had followed the third young master.”

”But do you know that the former third childe is the best in the world, but the present one is not! What can you learn from a disabled man? ”

The crowd roared together.

Zhou Wenzi actually denounced the third young master Shen as a waste man. Although everyone had known the sad story from the day he entered the abandoned sword villa, it was still hard to accept.

Until today, I saw Mr. Shen appear in a wheelchair.

Chu Huoluo was furious, ”even if you only use one finger, you are 100 times better than you! What's my ability? I can't see the real chapter in the challenge arena. Why should I try my best? ”

Zhou Wenzi looked at her coldly, ”by you?”

”Within three moves, if you don't give up your sword and admit defeat, I'll lose this game!”

Of course, he has such confidence.

Chu Huoluo is only the fifth level of martial arts, and he has reached the peak of the sixth level. The difference between the two is a world of difference. He said that there was room for three moves.

There was a dead silence on the field. If Shen Zhenyi didn't show up, it would be a voice of echoing, laughing at Chu Huoluo's incapacity.

But now Shen Zhenyi is here.

Although no one believed that Chu Huoluo could fight Zhou Wenzi, the sarcastic words could not be uttered.

At this time, Shen Zhenyi began to speak.

”Three moves, three moves.”

His tone is calm, but Shen Baihe is suddenly tight. Is this the third brother who has abandoned his previous pride? In the past, he would never have agreed to this humiliating condition, even if it would have allowed her to win.

Is it because it is no longer unique in the world, so there is no pride and bottom line in doing things?

If so This kind of son Shen is more difficult to deal with than before!

However, Shen Zhenyi's next words immediately reassured Shen Baihe.

”Within three moves, if she doesn't let you give up your sword and admit defeat, then she will be defeated in this competition!”

Mr. Shen is still the son of Shen!

Finally, the crowd couldn't help but cry out in disbelief!

If it was the old master Shen, let alone the three moves, it was one move. Some people would believe that Zhou Wenzi became famous earlier and was older than Mr. Shen, but when he was at the peak, he was not qualified to lift his shoes.

But now it's not Mr. Shen himself, but the little girl Chu Huoluo.

Even if the third master Shen is intact, his apprentice will not be able to achieve immediate results in three months, let alone He is already a disabled man. How can he teach by example?

The gap of a realm can not be made up by any exquisite sword technique.

Shen Baihe's heart is set, and Zhou Wenzi is even more out of laughter. He is too lazy to speak any more. He just looks at the sky with a horizontal sword, waiting in the center of Wutai.