Chapter 39 Provocation
The queue is very long, and there are more than two hundred people in front of Luo Wushuang. At this rate, it will take a long time for Luo Wushuang and the others to enter the Star Pavilion.
Luo Wushuang and Jiu Luo chatted for a while, but it wasn't that boring.
Time passed little by little.
After waiting for a long time, there were finally only twenty or thirty people left in front of Luo Wushuang.
It won't be long before it's Luo Wushuang's turn.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly inserted in front of Luo Wushuang.
"Jumping in line?"
Luo Wushuang frowned.
Hearing Luo Wushuang's words, the man in front turned around.
This man was broad-shouldered, round-waisted, and several times taller than Luo Wushuang. It seemed as if he could crush Luo Wushuang to death with just one kick.
He looked like a middle-aged man, with red skin all over his body, especially on his face, and a pair of eyes that looked like they were dyed red with blood. They were so red that they were extremely scary.
The red-eyed middle-aged man stared at Luo Wushuang and glared fiercely, "Aren't you convinced?"
"How could you jump in line?!" Jiuluo also scolded angrily.
"Why can't I jump in line? I advise you to stop talking, otherwise don't blame me for killing you!" The attitude of the middle-aged man with red eyes was very arrogant.
Luo Wushuang also smiled. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing in the universe.
Luo Wushuang ignored this person, but turned around and looked at the crowd lined up behind him.
There were hundreds of people lining up behind him.
"Everyone, because he cut in line, each of us has to wait a little longer to get in. Are you willing to wait? And I heard that there are quotas for the audience seats at this auction, so you are not afraid of your quota.
Was he snatched away?" Luo Wushuang asked.
This move to divert conflicts was used very well by Luo Wushuang.
Sure enough, upon hearing Luo Wushuang's words, those behind him were immediately filled with indignation.
When it comes to their own interests, they no longer stand idly by.
"How can you cut in line? Come out quickly!"
"That's right, why should we wait? Why should we give up our places?"
"How could there be such a person? I haven't seen anyone jumping in line for a long time!"
…
All kinds of unpleasant sounds came.
No matter how thick-skinned the old man in Hongyan is, he doesn't dare to jump in line at this moment. If these people attack him, he has absolutely no chance of winning.
But it was impossible for him to leave just like that.
"Everyone, I will fight him for a limited time of ten breaths. If I win, I will take his place. If he wins, I will leave. How about it? This way it will not affect you."
Nian looked at the crowd and said.
"That's a good suggestion."
"I agree. We just happen to be bored."
…
The crowd agreed.
These people no longer speak for Luo Wushuang if they no longer have anything to do with their own interests.
"Why? This is our position in the first place?" Jiuluo was furious.
But no one paid any attention to him.
"Hurry up and fight, we are running out of time." someone urged.
"Do you dare? If you don't dare, you can just admit defeat and quit the team." The middle-aged man with red eyes looked at Luo Wushuang, with a playful smile on his face.
Luo Wushuang smiled, "I'm not your father, and I won't spoil you. This is my position. If you want to jump in line, go behind us!"
"Hehe, I just like the position in front of you." The young man said with red eyes.
There are still more than twenty people left in front of the red-eyed middle class.
A cold light flashed in Luo Wu's eyes, "Since you want to fight, then I will fight with you. However, after losing, it is not as simple as quitting the team, but losing your life!"
"Hahaha! You're not too shy, so I'll give it a try!" The red-eyed middle-aged man laughed a few times and flew towards the sky above Xingchen Pavilion.
"Brother Luo, be careful." Jiuluo reminded.
Luo Wushuang nodded, smiled slightly, and appeared above the Star Pavilion.
This is the rule of Xingchen Pavilion. You cannot fight near Xingchen Pavilion. You must stay outside the range.
In the space, Luo Wushuang and the red-eyed middle-aged man faced each other from a distance.
The people below are looking this way one by one.
Clang!
Luo Wushuang held the Blue Star Sword in his hand, and the Blue Star Sword shone with dazzling light.
"Blue Star Slash!"
Luo Wushuang waved the Blue Star Sword and directly activated his sword skills.
boom!
A blue sword shadow suddenly appeared in the space, like a blue star rolling, and it disappeared in an instant, carrying terrifying power and bombarding the red-eyed middle-aged man.
The space buzzed continuously, and the shadow of the sword instantly appeared in front of the red-eyed old man.
The middle-level realm master in Hongyan was also a mid-level world master, but when he saw Luo Wushuang's sword attack, he had no chance to react, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
Seeing that this sword was about to strike, the old man with red eyes could only resist passively.
boom!
A muffled sound came, and the red-eyed middle-aged man was instantly blown away and seriously injured.
Luo Wushuang only used one sword and easily seriously injured the red-eyed middle-aged man.
"That's all."
Luo Wushuang said lightly, and then stabbed out the sword again, ending the life of the old man with red eyes.
After taking away Hongyan's storage items, Luo Wushuang flew downwards.
Chapter completed!