Daochen Buddha has no objection and is willing to accompany Chen Qingyuan to fool around.
The three began to choose the right place and discuss a series of subsequent trivial matters.
Yanchang Ancient Star, Chen Qingyuan and others set up a huge ring and suspended in the air.
In order to start a war with his peers as soon as possible, Chen Qingyuan thought of a trick, writing provocative words such as "Challenging the pride of all walks of life, come if you have guts" on the paper.
The paper is accompanied by the specific location of the ring and the details of various gambling matters.
Chen Qingyuan copied hundreds of thousands of promotional paper letters with spiritual skills and threw them at the starry sky and various ancient stars nearby.
It won't be long before this matter will be known to many people.
"You can't wait for nothing." Chen Qingyuan doesn't want to wait stupidly. He has to make something to attract Tianjiao from all walks of life: "I heard that Jiang Xun of Dongli Sword School is nearby. Let's see if it can be attracted."
Changsun Fengye and Daochen Buddha stayed here, while Chen Qingyuan set out alone.
A nearby star, the top of a high mountain, a young man in a brocade dress sat with his eyes closed and was practicing.
At the foot of the mountain, there stood dozens of disciples of the Dongli Sword School, all of whom exuded a strong swordsmanship, not ordinary swordsmen.
As soon as Chen Qingyuan came here, he was immediately found by the people of the Dongli Sword School: "Who?"
"Northern wilderness, Chen Qingyuan."
At this time, Chen Qingyuan did not intend to hide his identity and directly reported his real name.
"Chen Qingyuan?" Everyone looked at each other in consterner and doubtful: "I've never heard of it."
A Jianxiu thought for a long time and remembered a thing: "I know this man, one of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, had a fight with the Holy Son of the Star-picking Tower before, regardless of victory or defeat."
"Oh, it's him!"
When it came to this matter, everyone suddenly realized.
"What is your Excellency doing here?"
Zhong Jianxiu stared at Chen Qingyuan with vigilant eyes and questioned.
"Suwen Dongli Jianzi's strength is superb. I'm here today to write a letter of war."
Chen Qingyuan did not have any ink and said it bluntly.
"Battle book?"
As soon as this was said, everyone's faces were started and their eyes were not good.
"Of course, the person who wants to fight with Dongli Jianzi is not me, but Changsun Fengye of the Northern Wilderness." Chen Qingyuan looked up at the top of the mountain and said loudly, "I don't know if the sword can dare to take the book of war?"
When the words fell, Chen Qingyuan took out a letter of war from Xumi's ring and threw it in the direction of the top of the mountain.
The swordsmans wanted to stop the war book, so they couldn't disturb the hole and sword that was sitting.
Unexpectedly, Dongli Jianzi suddenly opened his eyes, slowly raised his left hand, and grabbed the war book.
Seeing the swordsman wake up, the swordsmen bowed one after another and saluted them to the extreme.
Then, Jiang Xun looked down at the foot of the mountain and looked at Chen Qingyuan. His eyes were cold and arrogant, and his voice was cold: "What reason do I have to fight?"
"If Dongli Jianzi is timid, there is no need to fight. However, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the sword.
Chen Qingyuan was very clear about the arrogance of contemporary demons. He knew that this kind of words were a method of excitement, but he still can't refuse.
"Battle book, I'll take it."
Jiang Xun is planning to sharpen his swordsmanship.
"If the sword has the courage, how dare to bet on a lucky green lotus?" Chen Qingyuan said.
"That's your intention!"
Jiang Xun sneered.
"Since you want to fight, of course you have to bet on something." Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Win or lose depends on your ability."
"Okay, I agree."
Jiang Xun pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed.
There is no reason for the timidity of fighting against the same generation.
This battle can not only sharpen yourself, but also get a lucky green lotus if you win.
Returning to the position of the ring, Chen Qingyuan told Changsun Fengye the general situation and prepared him to fight.
"Is it too late for me to repent now?"
Changsun Fengye is not afraid, but uncomfortable all over, like the puppet in Chen Qingyuan's hand.
"Crazy, we have all agreed that we can't give up halfway." Chen Qingyuan began to make a long speech: "Accumulate combat experience, enhance your own strength, and also fight out the dignity of the northern wilderness, adding honor to the ethereal palace..."
When it comes to the ability to talk nonsense, Changsun Fengye is ashamed: "I have a question. If I lose, who will compensate for the lucky green lotus?"
"How can I lose? I have confidence in you."
Of course, Chen Qingyuan thought about this problem. With his understanding of Changsun Fengye, it is not easy to lose.
Even if the opponent is the top demon of Dizhou, Changsun Fengye definitely has the ability to fight head-on.
"Answer positively, who will pay for it?"
Changsun Fengye didn't want to suffer a loss, so he continued to ask.
"I'll compensate, okay!"
Chen Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said.
"Well, it's almost the same."
Hearing this answer, Changsun Fengye felt a little better.
"Although I will compensate for the loss, you can't be defeated on purpose."
Chen Qingyuan was afraid that this kind of thing would happen, so he would lose his blood.
"Don't worry!" Changsun Fengye promised, "I'm not going to do this. I will do my best."
Ten days later, the people of the Dongli Sword School came.
In addition, there are many fellow monks watching the fun.
In order to expand his influence, Chen Qingyuan has been promoting the news that Dongli Jianzi is going to fight with Changsun Fengye during this period, attracting a large number of people to watch the battle.
This is a wasteland without any vegetation. The soil is dark and there are many boulders.
On the ring, Changsun Fengye and Jiang Xun looked at each other and prepared for a battle.
Before the war, Chen Qingyuan and Dongli Sword School reached an agreement to gamble on a lucky Qinglian.
"Crazy, this is our first battle. You must not lose." Chen Qingyuan said, "If you lose, we will become a joke."
When Changsun Fengye heard Chen Qingyuan's words, he did not answer. He stared at Jiang Xun and was ready to fight.
Since Changsun Fengye participated in the Hundred Veins Feast, he has not used his real ability.
"The top ten of the Northern Wasteland, it depends on how capable you are."
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"I won't let you down."
Changsun Fengye looked flat.
More than 700 people are watching the battle and are looking forward to it.
"As far as I know, Dongli Jianzi got a lot of a lot of manship not long ago. The realm of kendo has improved a little, and his strength will definitely be improved."
"The head of the top ten in the northern wilderness is not a simple figure. In my impression, I have never seen him take action.
Chang Ziqiu of the Northern Wasteland is also one of the ten heroes. He can fight head-on with the Holy Son of Tianfu Villa. As the head of the ten heroes, Changsun Fengye will never be weaker than Chang Ziqiu!"
"Who will win or lose this battle?"
Everyone stared at the two people in the ring, nervous and subconsciously clenched their hands.