Chapter 442 Anyone who dares to jump is dead, here we come
An invisible solemnity quickly filled the air.
In the midst of this tens of thousands of quarrels, countless big men with bold temperaments, fond of chatting, and scolding Fang Qiu subconsciously became quiet.
It wasn't the atmosphere that made them feel heavy and oppressive.
It is an instinctive respect, respect for martial arts and respect for the strong.
And a warm-blooded excitement coming from the core.
How come such a great event in the world lacks such a good man like me!
Even if you are just a part of watching, it is enough to make countless people feel honored.
In the unusual silence, countless people came to the island more than ten miles away, and they all stopped in a tacit understanding and stopped approaching.
Not long after, the entire island was completely surrounded from all sides.
Gradually, the voices rose, but they were still confined to their respective boats.
Suppressing his emotions, he stared at the island, waiting eagerly and patiently.
More than twenty miles away from the island, a large ship dozens of feet long stands standing.
Although no flags were raised, no one would think it was easy to mess with someone who could sail such a big ship under such circumstances.
So there was a large area of empty space around the ship, and no one dared to approach it.
Inside the ship.
The spacious cabin is as magnificent as a palace.
"See you, Mr. Master." Zhao Min saluted respectfully, dressed in a lotus-colored men's clothing, which could not hide his bright and stunning appearance.
"You're welcome, Princess." Li Daoqiang sat up high, smiling and extending his hand to signal.
Zhao Min behaved politely and greeted Jin Bingyun. Then, under Li Daoqiang's introduction, he met Murong Qiudi, Shi Zhixuan, Ouyang Feng and others one by one.
Murong Qiudi and others' eyes flickered, and they all looked at Princess Shao Min, who had a good reputation and now seemed alienated from Li Daoqiang and everyone else.
Many thoughts arise.
But on the surface, no one said much, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
"Nowadays, it's a mixed bag here, and it's not safe for my sister to stay outside, so the boss invited my sister to come over and watch the battle together.
Sister, I asked you to hide your identity on board the ship because you don’t want to reveal your identity, so don’t mind, sister.” Murong Qiudi smiled kindly, as if she had met another good sister with similar interests.
"Sister Murong is so polite, it's too late for Min Min to be grateful." Zhao Min chuckled, her tone neither far nor near.
Then, he curiously asked: "Why don't the master's ships come closer? It's better to watch the battle."
Some people looked at Zhao Min more and paid more attention to it.
Is Princess Shao Min curious about why the ship doesn't come closer?
of course not.
What she was curious about was what Li Daoqiang wanted to do when he hid his identity.
This is a subtle temptation.
Li Daoqiang didn't seem to notice anything and laughed loudly: "The closer you are, the easier it will be for people to spot me."
Without waiting for Zhao Min and others to say anything, he added: "It's nothing to discover, but if I were here, who of those people would dare to say anything?
This excitement would have lost a lot of flavor.”
The voice, neither high nor low, was still bold, but it made Zhao Min pause.
That domineering attitude of "If I don't speak first when spring comes, no insect dares to say a word" is mediocre, but extremely shocking.
She didn't know what to say for a moment.
I was ready to continue to test my words, but I couldn't speak anymore.
"Oh, this is a rare drama in the world. Let's just watch it quietly first." Li Daoqiang laughed and said in a rather gentle manner.
The cabin became quiet, and everyone waited patiently like the people outside.
Li Daoqiang closed his eyes slightly, seeming to rest his mind.
Deep in his heart that no one could detect, a glimmer of expectation was gradually deepening, but he was also patient.
The sun is high in the sky and gradually goes west.
The blood-red light curtain shines on the river, which is beautiful but also desolate.
As it gradually disappeared, the eagerness of the many people in the world who were patiently waiting slowly overwhelmed the others.
The discussion grew stronger little by little.
"Why hasn't it started yet? I can't even see anyone."
"Don't be anxious about this peerless battle, it will definitely begin."
"Is that the evil spirit Li Ruohai? He has a spear and a horse, so majestic!"
"Keep your voice down, that person sitting alone on a willow branch seems to be Ning Dao Qining!"
"Heavenly Sword, Shaolin Holy Monk, Iron Gu Shenhou of Hulong Villa... There are many peerless powerful men who are not seen in ordinary times! Hey, there seem to be more peerless powerful men in the Song Dynasty. I am Ming Dynasty.
There are actually fewer of them.”
"Oh, of course our Ming Dynasty martial arts ranks first among all other countries. It seems to be less now. That's because you don't know the reason."
"Reason, what reason?"
"Hehe, the one on Wudang Mountain is always there."
"Zhenren Zhang! What's going on with Zhenren Zhang?"
"Young man, please be smart. Here, the martial arts world of Ming Dynasty is naturally calm. Who dares to jump?
A quarter of a century ago, anyone who dared to jump would have died."
"Well!"
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There were countless comments about everything.
Sudden--
"coming!"
The two words that came from someone's mouth were like the voice of heaven, instantly suppressing all sounds.
A pair of eyes fluctuated, and they all looked in the same direction.
The red hooves stepped on the swallow, and the extremely handsome man's spear vibrated slightly. His eyes opened, as if a blazing flame flashed through him.
Microwaves appeared on the river surface, and an old Taoist's long beard floated.
There was a big boat, and a man with a knife stepped forward.
Among the countless people, countless people were shocked, and the excitement that had been gradually concealed ignited like a raging flame.
Under countless gazes, a small boat arrived on the river in the distance.
There's nothing surprising about it, and it doesn't seem to be very fast.
But at this unpleasant speed, within a few breaths, he passed through the crowd and arrived at the island.
The person who got off the boat was a big man with a sword. His face was not handsome, and even looked a bit ugly according to ordinary people's eyes.
But no one present felt that face was ugly.
Not only is it not ugly, it also has a unique charm.
Especially the hand holding the sword is surprisingly beautiful.
"The Rain-Covering Sword, the waves turn over the clouds!"
Someone's eyes were burning and they were looking at that figure in a daze.
There was even a swordsman in white, his long sword trembling in his hand, as if he couldn't help but take it out for a fight.
"Lang Fanyun is coming! It's finally here! Lang Fanyun will definitely win!"
"That's right, Lang Fanyun will definitely win. I, the Ming Dynasty, no, among the strongest swordsmen in the world for decades, Lang Fanyun is the number one, he will definitely win!"
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On a big ship.
Everyone except Li Daoqiang's expressions turned unusually serious without realizing it.
Especially Shi Zhixuan and Ouyang Feng.
The stronger a person is, the more he can see, and the more he knows the word "terrible".
The waves are turning into clouds~!
For a moment, just looking at it from a distance, these three words were deeply engraved in their hearts.
Because, they are not up to par.
Even among the most powerful people, there are some people who can make other people at the same level feel inferior just by looking at them.
Today, they met someone again.
(Chapter 2, I don’t want to stay up late, Chapter 3, will be updated around noon tomorrow.)