His Highness the Fifth Prince gave a thumbs-up gesture, which made Yue Fengyang feel a little at a loss.

"We have the opportunity to discuss and learn alchemy skills!" His Highness the Fifth Prince said to Yue Fengyang.

Although he was far away from the Fifth Highness, Yue Fengyang still heard it and quickly stood up and cupped his hands, "Don't dare."

His Highness the Fifth smiled and turned his head back. He folded the piece of paper that recorded Yue Fengyang's information and put it into his arms.

Dang~dang~dang~

Three gongs sounded, and on the spacious ring in the middle of the martial arts arena, an old man dressed as an official began to speak. Yue Fengyang listened carefully at first, but was a little disappointed. What the old man said was nothing more than polite words on the scene, and there was no nutrition.

But this last sentence really aroused cheers from everyone in the audience...

"I declare! The Royal Martial Arts Tournament of Baishan Kingdom is officially opened!".

The entire martial arts arena was filled with excitement, cheers erupted from the stands, and the birds flying above the martial arts arena were so startled that they quickly dodge away.

"Who's going to be the first to call a fight?" the referee on the ring shouted.

"I'll do it!" a voice responded.

"Look, this might be a shill for the royal family. It's interesting, isn't it?" said the official at the reception desk.

"This..." Yue Fengyang didn't know what to say.

"Okay! This player is very courageous. No matter whether you win or lose next, the royal family will reward you! Please come to the ring!" After that, the referee walked off the ring.

The man on stage is in his twenties, of medium build, with a thin face and dull eyes. He is wearing blue clothes and has messy hair. He does not look like a good person.

The man cupped his hand and said, "A hero from all over the world, from Xiazuer County, my name is Han Luan. The reason why I dare to be the first to go on stage and call for battle is not because I am arrogant. I have reached the third level of swordsmanship. Haha, the people in the audience

Are you willing to give me a try?"

The third level of swordsmanship achieves the fruit state. This is the most powerful existence among the contestants in the martial arts competition. Yue Fengyang can't help but be speechless. Is even a sitter so powerful?

"Haha, sir, I have watched several martial arts competitions. The first ones to take the stage are basically the royal stooges, or warm-up players. Their skills must not be too bad, otherwise they will be kicked out if they cannot play a warm-up role.

The fight continues," the official explained.

Yue Fengyang nodded. He would not go up for the time being. He wanted to see the routine of the martial arts tournament first. After all, it was his first time to participate, and he was aiming for first place, so he had to be cautious.

Han Luan called for a fight, but no one immediately accepted the challenge. The contestants in the audience had to be given time to think about it.

"If no one comes up to challenge for a long time, the royal family will send another warm-up player." The official said while smoking, just like Yue Fengyang's exclusive game commentator.

This actually made Yue Fengyang very happy. There was commentary while watching the game, which extended some gossip and tidbits. The officials at the reception desk knew a lot.

During this gap, Han Luan on the stage was not idle either. He started to warm up by himself, that is, he practiced the basic routines of swordsmanship.

Knife stance, standing in the center, slashing, stabbing, and punching, flying into the air and kicking Yunyue, the distance is unclear. "Pa, pa, pa", after practicing the swordsmanship routine, the breath does not come out, and the color does not change on the face.

He stood in the middle and said to the audience: "Who will come on stage to fight?".

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped into the air in the contestant area, touched the railing of the stands, and jumped into the ring.

The visitor raised his fists and said, "I am Dalang, from Danjia County. I have a third-level swordsmanship and a state of mind. I will fight with you!".

"Okay! Martial arts or sword skills?" Han Luan asked.

"Everyone learns sword skills, but few know martial arts. Let's compete in martial arts!" Dalang replied.

The two walked about two meters apart and held each other's fists as a salute.

"Come on!" Han Luan lowered his body, his left foot was weak, his right foot was strong, he stood firm on the spot, his eyes were focused, keeping a close eye on Dalang.

Dalang took a step forward, flicked his left hand, stepped up to the right and made a fist with his right hand, "Wolf Strike!", and hit Han Luan on the chest.

When Han Luan saw Dalang's punch coming, he deliberately stayed still, making Dalang think that the punch was about to hit him.

Seeing that the wind from Dalang's fist had blown Hanluan's clothes around, and his fist hit his robe! Hanluan suddenly turned his left hand, pressed Dalang's wrist hard, and stuck out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, "Dark Crow Fell Finger!"

, with a swish, it came straight into Darang’s eyes!

It was too late for Dalang to hide any more! He hurriedly raised his left hand to block it in front of his eyes, and a red light burst out with a "pop!" Hanluan's finger forcefully pierced Dalang's left hand, and he still moved forward with all his strength.

"Pfft!" There was another sound, and Hanluan's finger actually pierced Dalang's eye socket. Hanluan withdrew his hand and brought out two eyeballs!

Ah!~

With a scream, Darang lay back and fell on the ring, his face covered in blood, and he fainted immediately.

"Wow!" There was a big commotion in the stands.

"Oh my God!" a woman screamed.

"The attack is really vicious!".

"This...is a bit too much!" someone said angrily.

Han Luan was very calm. He knelt down and wiped the blood on his hands with Dalang's clothes.

"How cruel! This Han Luan is so vicious!" Yue Fengyang exclaimed.

"Hahaha, that's not bad. In the past, there were people who had their heads blown off and their brains burst out. That scene was simply..." the official said while shaking his head.

Someone quickly lifted Dalang down. Han Luan raised the corner of his mouth and raised his hand, "Who else will take the stage to compete?".

Suddenly, someone below the ring answered, "Han Luan, don't be so arrogant, I'll fight!" After speaking, a figure jumped into the middle of the stage.

When Han Luan took a look, he was also in his twenties, with a slim build, a pale face, and was wearing a green robe.

"Whoever is coming, please tell me your name!".

"Dalang is my junior brother. I am also from Danjia County. My name is Chu Mu. I have reached the third level of swordsmanship! Come and die!".

After saying that, the swordsman slashed Han Luan with his slanted shoulder strap, "Frost and wind break!".

This Chu Mu's sword technique not only has the wind attribute, but is also mixed with freezing air. Wherever the blade passes, a layer of frost is produced.

Han Luan was so powerful. He stepped up to the right, leaned forward, and waved his sword with the move "Fire Fox Sadness!" A red fire fox appeared in the air with tongues of fire spitting out of its mouth.

This move counteracted the freezing energy of Chu Mu's move, while Chu Mu's wind energy helped the fire fox's flames. As the saying goes, the fire borrowed the wind and was unable to control it.

The flames like huge waves instantly engulfed Chu Mu.

Chu Mu did not give up, and used another move, "Frost Sky Stimulates Snow!", and saw a burst of wind and snow burst out of the flames, breaking away from the flames and scattering into the air, and then fell rapidly, hitting with a rustling sound.

Into the flames. Chu Mu stood in the swirling wind and snow, but was not injured for the time being.

However, the flame only shrank in size slightly, and Han Luan followed up with another slash, "The Fire Fox is furious!", and another larger flame enveloped the previous flame.

Then the flames rush

It contracted rapidly, forcing the wind and snow in the center of the flame to be pushed out. This time, Chu Mu was burned.

However, Han Luan did not give up. With the sizzling sound of burning grease and the unpleasant smell of meat paste, Chu Mu was cremated!

Not all flames can be compared with the dragon spirit fire, which can melt everything instantly, so cremation is a process that lasts for several minutes.

People in the stands witnessed the scene of people being burned alive. Seeing Chu Mu struggling and rolling in the flames, wailing and screaming, the women turned their heads, covered their ears with their hands, and had tears in their eyes.

"Wow!" The stage became even more chaotic.

After Chu Mu's body was burned, Han Luan stopped using his moves and dusted himself off, his expression unchanged, as if he had only burned a handful of firewood.

"This person is too vicious!" Yue Fengyang gritted his teeth and said.

The official next to him, with a pipe in his mouth, was also stunned. He had seen the scene of brains bursting out, but the process of cremating people brought about visual, auditory, and taste stimulation that made him shudder!

At this time, His Highness the Fifth Prince Derun turned his head and looked at Yue Fengyang, "Do you want to come up?".

Yue Fengyang shook his head. It wasn't that he was afraid. He was confident that he would go up and defeat this vicious Han Luan, but he didn't want to reveal his strength too early. He also knew that the further he went, the more powerful his opponent might be, but so what.

What? You just have to defeat the recognized strong ones in order to show your strength!

His Highness the Fifth nodded and said no more.

His Highness the Fifth Prince also dislikes people like Han Luan, but if such a vicious and ruthless character is thrown into the battlefield, it will definitely frighten the enemy. Therefore, such a person is also valuable. It is indeed good to fight for the royal family.

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The fingers ticked again, and the servant came closer. What the Fifth Highness said, the servant quickly wrote it down on the paper.

Yue Fengyang had a panoramic view of all these actions. It seemed that the Fifth Highness came with a mission. He guessed that the mission should be to select people.

After two battles in the ring, one dead and one injured, Han Luan still stood proudly. Now there was a touch of pride on his face, and even a bit of invincible loneliness.

At this moment, another person came from the ring and flew onto the ring. He stood firm and looked at Han Luan.

Drink! What a good-looking man! He is about thirty years old, with a fan-shaped upper body, broad shoulders and thin waist, royal blue trousers, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, a straight mouth, no hair on his head, and a righteous face.

When Han Luan saw that she was much prettier than herself, she couldn't help but curl her lips. It's just the tip of a silver pewter spear. I'll beat you into a pig's face and a dog's mouth today.

"May I ask your name?" Han Luan asked.

"Shan'an Ya County, Mo Si! The third level of swordsmanship has achieved the fruit state!".

Another third-level swordsmanship. Yue Fengyang felt that people who would not come to participate in the martial arts competition were at this level. Then his first-level swordsmanship would make people blush if he told me about it.

"Han Luan! Although you are powerful, your methods are too ruthless. So what if you save one life? Why kill them all!" Mo Si asked.

"As long as we have fought, there is no one who has not made enemies. Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountains, it would be better to cut the knot with a sword and end the future troubles. Wouldn't it be nice! Hahaha! It's not your turn to teach me how to behave. Should I fight or not?" Han Luan

Laughing wildly.

"Of course! I will play with you today. Although I don't know the first two brothers, I still want to seek justice for them!" Mo Si shouted.

"Come with me!".
Chapter completed!