Chapter 10: Crazy or Insane

As soon as Sun Zhengping said this, everyone focused their attention on where his sword was pointing.

They all looked at Zhou Heng.

Even Wang Qingqing on the high platform, Sun Zhengfeng in the attic of the teahouse in the distance, and the masked woman on the roof of the attic all looked at him.

What would he do in the face of such a provocation?

At this time, Zhou Heng was stunned in place, as if he had not heard Sun Zhengping's words, and said nothing.

In fact, he was digesting what he had just gained.

"You are watching Sun Zhengping perform martial arts "Autumn Rain Thirteen Swords" [9th grade] to attack, proficiency +1."

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"You continue to watch the actual combat of "Autumn Rain Thirteen Swords" [9th grade], and you have a lot of insights in your heart. You feel that you are more and more handy in using it. Proficiency +10."

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"Your understanding of swordsmanship and sword theory has deepened, and the proficiency of martial arts "Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Sword Style" [8th grade] has increased by 3."

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When Zhou Heng first received the prompt, he was still a little confused.

Is it still possible?

After all, Sun Zhengping has practiced the Autumn Rain Thirteen Swords to perfection. After this "on-site teaching", Zhou Heng's proficiency has really improved a lot.

[Ninth Rank] Autumn Rain Thirteen Swords: Advanced (1120/3000)

It's almost halfway!

It's amazing!

This must be the result of my extraordinary talent and superior comprehension!

"Zhou Heng, Zhou Heng!" Seeing that he didn't react, Yu He poked him and whispered, "Sun Zhengping is calling you, everyone is looking at you, otherwise... let's run away quickly."

In Yu He's opinion, since Sun Zhengping already has the strength of a ninth-rank warrior, Zhou Heng is definitely not his opponent. Instead of making a fool of himself on the stage, it's better to run away now.

Although Zhou Heng defeated Lin Cang before, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhou Heng only took advantage of Lin Cang's unpreparedness and temporarily learned the Eighteen Styles of Divine Power, and won by surprise.

And that was just a competition between a teacher and an apprentice, which is different from a real arena competition.

Zhou Heng came back to his senses after being poked by Yu He, and subconsciously said, "Ah? Run away? What are you running away for, running away for pig intestines?"

He was a little hungry.

The people around laughed.

"Go, go! It's not too late to run away now!"

"That's right, it's not shameful for an apprentice to be unable to beat a ninth-grade warrior, let's go."

"I heard that Sun Zhengping was particularly ruthless, run."

No one thought there was anything wrong with Zhou Heng running away now.

It was normal for an apprentice to be unable to beat a ninth-grade warrior. This was a gap in physical strength, strength, and skills.

Even if there were indeed apprentices who could beat ordinary ninth-grade warriors, they were disciples of the big martial arts halls in the county, or even the famous big sects and big families.

It was almost impossible for a small place like Huangtong Mansion to have such a thing.

As for the previous rumors, it was just for fun.

Most of the people who came here today were just to watch the fun, and not many people really thought that Zhou Heng could beat a ninth-grade warrior.

At this time, Zhou Heng finally noticed that it was Sun Zhengping who was shouting on the stage. He waved his hand at the stage awkwardly and said with a smile: "Sorry, I was distracted just now. Please invite me again. Speak nicely. I don't like to hear the word "get lost". "

"You!" Sun Zhengping's face suddenly turned the color of liver.

He was shaking all over. Facing so many people, if Zhou Heng really turned his face away and didn't come up, he would simply become a jumping clown who shouted but could only fail.

What would Miss Qingqing think of him?

Sun Zhengping was extremely entangled in his heart. He looked at Zhou Heng with gritted teeth and said in a deep voice: "Come up!"

"Didn't I ask you to invite?" Zhou Heng smiled slowly.

"Zhou Heng, don't you want to slip away?" Yu He was anxious.

"I am sure I can beat him." Zhou Heng laughed in a low voice.

If this Sun Zhengping used a knife, a stick or even fists and feet, he really didn't have any confidence, but this ninth-grade swordsmanship was still used by him, so it was not scary at all.

Moreover, he was looking forward to whether he would be rewarded with a lucky bag after defeating Sun Zhengping.

He still remembered the lucky bag he was rewarded with when he competed with Lin Cang before.

A lucky bag is a good thing!

Sun Zhengping was so angry at Zhou Heng's attitude that veins on his forehead jumped. He took a deep breath and said word by word: "Please, come, up!"

On the attic of the teahouse not far away, Sun Zhengfeng was so angry that his eyes went dark. He cursed inwardly: "This evil creature is really embarrassing. Did that woman give him a love potion?

"We can't let him go on like this! "

In his opinion, since Sun Zhengping has shown the strength comparable to that of a ninth-grade warrior, no matter what means Sun Zhengping used to achieve it, Zhou Heng would not be able to defeat him.

In this way, his plan to let Zhou Heng defeat Sun Zhengping, so as to undermine Sun Zhengping's confidence and make Sun Zhengping give up Wang Qingqing, could not be realized.

On the contrary, it would be a disgrace to the Sun family.

After all, it is not something to boast about for a ninth-grade warrior to beat an apprentice in an open competition. On the contrary, if the apprentice seizes the flaw and counterattacks, it would be a disgrace.

It must be stopped!

So, Sun Zhengping immediately jumped and jumped directly out of the attic that was more than three meters high.

First, he landed on the eaves, and then fell on the high wall next to it.

A few people jumped up and reached the wall not far from the ring.

"Zhengping, what are you talking about? Come back with me immediately!"

Sun Zhengfeng shouted directly, acting like he was completely unaware of the situation and suddenly saw his younger brother being naughty and mischievous outside.

Everyone's eyes focused on these two people again.

Upon seeing this, Yu He quickly poked Zhou Heng again and whispered: "What a great opportunity, let's run away quickly."

Zhou Heng shook his head and said: "If you don't slip away, there will be a good show."

"What are you doing here?" Sun Zhengping immediately pushed back.

"If I don't come, I think you will be in trouble!" Sun Zhengfeng exerted his strength on his feet, and his whole body suddenly became like a kite. He jumped from the top of the wall to the ring three or four feet away, and stood opposite Sun Zhengping, "Come back with me immediately !”

"Ridiculous!" Sun Zhengping couldn't help but snorted coldly. The long sword in his palm suddenly moved forward, and the sword rain immediately exploded, stabbing Sun Zhengfeng all at once.

He actually attacked his brother directly!

And show no mercy, every move is fatal.

Sun Zhengfeng obviously did not expect that his younger brother would be so decisive. He hurriedly drew his sword to deal with it, but after all, he fell behind and was a little flustered.

Moreover, the force carried by Sun Zhengping's sword was astonishing. When he parried, he felt that the dense rain of swords was rolling in like a raging wave!

After only resisting the first wave of attacks, he felt pain in his mouth and his arms trembled.

Sun Zhengfeng had an expression of disbelief on his face and was extremely shocked, "How could he be so strong? Yesterday he was still unqualified. What happened overnight?"

Zheng! !

Suddenly there was a trembling sound of gold and iron clashing, and the long sword in Sun Zhengfeng's hand was directly knocked away.

Then he saw the long sword in Sun Zhengping's palm scratching Sun Zhengfeng's right wrist, leaving a trail of blood.

At the same time, he rushed forward and kicked Sun Zhengfeng hard in the heart, causing his biological brother to spit out blood and fall to the bottom of the ring.

"Now, you are no longer worthy of talking to me like this!" Sun Zhengping put away his sword and sneered.

Hiss!

The cool air sauce was sucked away by the onlookers, not even a drop was left.

Everyone was stunned.

People standing in the front row couldn't help but shudder when they saw Sun Zhengfeng lying on the ground, twitching and vomiting blood.

Damn it!

So cruel!

This was a famous ninth-level warrior in Huangtong Mansion, and he was defeated like this? ?

Sun Zhengping is so cruel to his own brother! ?

Go crazy!

And his strength is too strong!

That Zhou Heng——

There is no way he can be his opponent! !

"Oh my god, Zhou Heng, let's leave quickly! This guy is too vicious!" Yu He was frightened. He was about to poke Zhou Heng next to him again, but found that his poke was in vain.

At this moment, bursts of exclamations suddenly sounded around.

Yu He was startled. He turned around and looked up. His whole body suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and his face turned pale: "Oh my god, Zhou Heng, why did you get up there!?!?"

Zhou Heng didn't know when he had already entered the ring.

He was standing where Sun Zhengfeng was just now.

Zhou Heng unhurriedly took a steel knife from the weapons rack not far away, tipped the weight, turned around, pointed the knife, faced Sun Zhengping, and said with a chuckle:

"Come here."

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