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Chapter 71

As soon as the host finished speaking, a series of discussion immediately sounded from the audience.

"It was him who took the bye? The third young master of the Wang family! This is so lucky."

"Impossible, this must be the trick of the Wang family bribing the Zhengqi Alliance."

In the eyes of many people, Wang Ming's bye-off has truly demonstrated the dark side of the Zhengqi League.

"The Wang family probably spent a lot of money on the top four swordsmanship conference!" A spectator said angrily.

"I doubted it in the preliminary round just now, but I didn't expect Zhengqi League to be so shameless." Someone was convinced.



"Hmph, if anyone has any questions, Dake will come on stage and talk privately, do you really think I, Mr. Fan, can't hear it?"

Elder Fan Bin snorted coldly in the audience, and suddenly there was no talk from the audience.

"A group of rats talking behind their backs." Fan Bin said angrily.

"Old Fan, everyone has a time to support their younger generations. We all understand it. But it is best not to be so obvious to do it, as it is easy to cause trouble."

A guardian of the righteous alliance came up with a smile and started to smooth things over.

"Get out! I'm not favoritism!!"

"I understand! I understand!" The smile on the guardian's face became even stronger.

You don't fucking understand at all!

Fan Bin's heart was almost broken.

He is obviously very fair!

Wang Ming passed the preliminary round and relied entirely on his own strength, and there was really no moisture in it.

But why do everyone think that he is protecting Wang Ming?

The afternoon game began soon.

The three martial arts performance stages started at the same time. Compared to the slightly boring preliminary competition in the morning, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became lively.

On the first martial arts stage, Jin Weili fought against He Guoqiang, and he was crushed as soon as he started.

Jin Weili is worthy of being the winner of last year's sword competition. He is extremely strong and it doesn't take much effort to defeat He Guoqiang.

He just made a sword light in an understatement, and the surging sword light caused He Guoqiang, who was in the early stage of the Golden Pill, to surrender.

After a fight was resolved in one minute, Jin Weili glanced at the third arena and said lightly.

"Young Master of the Sect, I'm waiting for you in the final."

"Since Senior Brother Jin has spoken, I have to sell my strength." On the third arena, a young man carrying a huge sword box answered with a smile.

His sword box was made of ebony, which was extremely heavy, but it was extremely relaxed when he carried it.

He is another favorite to win this sword competition, the Tianjianmen Sect Jianping.

As the young leader of the Tianjian Sect, Zong Jianping's strength is also very impressive.

I saw Zong Jianping slamming the sword box, and fifteen white flying swords rushed out, forming a sword formation, surrounding Hu Han in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

Poor Hu Hansan used the Hu family's sword technique to force a few moves, but gradually couldn't support it and soon surrendered.

The whole process was extremely easy, and obviously it didn't use all its strength.

"It seems that the Zong Jianping of Tianjian Sect is also a favorite to win the championship this time! It seems that his strength is not weaker than Jin Weili."

"This sect sword is usually the son of the leader of the Tianjian Sect. I didn't expect that he would be so good before he was forty years old. He really is beyond his ambition."

"If Jin Weili meets Zong Jianping, the outcome should be five or five."

Someone whispered in the stands.

"Pretending!" Wang Rui sneered.

Before we could play in the semi-finals, we were discussing the finals.

I don’t know what the two of them would look like when they met Ye Xiao.

Compared with the first, third and second stages, Hong Anbang's battle against Chu Ruixue is much more exciting.

Chu Ruixue on the field was the only female sword cultivator who entered the rematch. She was as beautiful as Xue in white and had a clear sword technique, just like an elf in the snow dancing in the sword light.

Hong Anbang was a middle-aged man with a beard on his face, and his sword skills were also very powerful. He saw a giant sword in his hands. As he waved his sword energy, the sword energy came over and over, and the murderous intent was everywhere on the field.

The two of them have similar cultivation levels, both in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and their swordsmanship and skills are not much different. Therefore, the situation is so lively that it makes people beat each other, which makes the audience applaud.

"Senior, who do you think will win the second martial arts show?" Wang Rui suddenly asked in a low voice, but found that Ye Xiao was actually lowering his head and looking asleep.

Hearing Wang Rui’s question, Ye Xiao opened his eyes, looked up at the situation on the field, and said lightly, “That girl will win.”

Ye Xiao finished speaking lightly, then lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.

This level of competition really cannot arouse Ye Xiao's interest.

However, judging from the fight between the two, although the two are similar in strength, judging from the sword technique used by Chu Ruixue, she has already understood a trace of the true meaning of the sword intent.

The true interpretation of the sword intent is a higher level of the sword intent. Those who can understand the true interpretation of the sword intent have no trace of carving anymore. The move is like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found.

This shows that this woman is more sensible than Hong Anbang on the path of kendo.

As time goes by, the second martial arts competition also comes to an end.

The movement of the giant sword that Hong Anbang waved began to become a little slow, but on the other hand, his opponent Chu Ruixue, her sword was still agile and elegant, and seemed to be at ease.

If this continues, he will definitely lose.

Thinking of this, Hong Anbang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then he swung his finger and jumped out of the battle circle.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Chu Ruixue did not pursue, but just looked at Hong Anbang and said coldly.

There was no expression on her face, like the ice and snow that could not be melted for thousands of years.

"I think I can't beat you, but I still haven't tried one last move. I always feel unhappy. If you can take this move, I will automatically admit defeat." Hong Anbang said slowly with determination on his face.

"Okay!" Chu Ruixue said without any emotion.

Hong Anbang raised the giant sword high, and the true energy in his body condensed on the sword body, and the giant sword made a "buzzing" roar.

The more and more true energy gathered, the original black sword body was coated with a layer of gold. From a distance, it looked like a giant holding a golden sword, full of momentum.

"I'm going to go, girl, be careful."

Hong Anbang's eyes were like lightning, and his breath was induced to the extreme.

He was like a giant who created the world. He shouted loudly, and the giant sword slashed forward with supreme power.

"The Five Mountains Destroy!"

Hong Anbang's entire body was poured into this sword, and endless sword energy surged out from the tip of the sword, hitting Chu Ruixue like a sea of ​​rushing land.

"boom"

The sword energy rolled up the dust on the ground, forming a wave of air several meters high. The golden light shook the world, like Mount Tai pressing the top, causing a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"This kid is a thief. It's obvious that he bullies the girl on the other side. Which opponent in actual combat will make him accumulate energy for so long."

Fan Bin, sitting in the referee's seat, looked at the situation on the court and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
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