Yue Feng looked at Ye Wentian standing on the stage and frowned secretly. You couldn't tell, but this guy had a very loud voice. However, if you meet me in this scene, you are unlucky.
Thinking to himself, Yue Feng stood up and walked up slowly.
At this moment, no one in the audience looked at Yue Feng. In everyone's minds, Hu Mingyue had always been ranked very low. If he met Ye Wentian, he would definitely be eliminated.
Sensing the contemptuous looks of everyone around him, Yue Feng secretly smiled and didn't care.
Soon, Yue Feng strode onto the ring. Ye Wentian looked him up and down with a very arrogant expression: "Boy, you are no match for me, just admit defeat!"
A guy in the realm of a martial saint is not worthy of being taken seriously.
At this time, Ye Wentian still didn't know that the opponent in front of him was Yue Feng, the leader of the Tianmen Sect.
Give up? Hearing this, Yue Feng couldn't help but want to laugh. Does this Ye Wentian really think that he is in the realm of a martial saint?
Seeing that Yue Feng didn't speak, Ye Wentian became a little impatient: "What? You still want to compete with me?"
"Of course, otherwise why would I come to participate in the competition?" Yue Feng responded slowly with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face.
Is this kid... looking for death?
Ye Wentian frowned, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, I admire your courage. Let's do this. I won't bully you, and I won't compete with you in terms of internal strength. Let's compete in swordsmanship!"
At the level of the Martial King, one can easily crush the opponent's Martial Saint, but doing so would be a bit overwhelming.
More importantly, the emperor is now very concerned about himself and must leave a good image of a humble gentleman.
Of course, Ye Wentian was also full of confidence when he tested his swordsmanship.
The Wudang Sect's Tai Chi swordsmanship is world-famous and has few rivals. Today, if it is performed in front of masters from Kyushu, it will not only promote the Wudang Sect's wonderful swordsmanship, but also win the support of more people.
Wow!
Hearing this, many people around were in an uproar, looking at Ye Wentian with a burning light.
"I heard that the Wudang Sect's Tai Chi swordsmanship is very exquisite..."
"Yeah, I just heard about it before, never seen it before. I didn't expect to be so lucky today..."
"As expected of the young master of Wudang, he has extraordinary magnanimity and does not use strength to confront the weak. He bullies this Hu Mingyue with the martial emperor's realm, but in swordsmanship, this Hu Mingyue is definitely no match for him..."
Discussions continued to spread around, and almost everyone believed that Ye Wentian would win.
Hearing these words, Yue Feng raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile.
Is this Ye Wentian competing with me in swordsmanship?
Interesting! Yue Feng nodded towards Ye Wentian and said, "Can you compete in swordsmanship? Yes!"
Um?
Does this kid still dare to challenge? Ye Wentian frowned and stared at Yue Feng: "Okay, I will stop it later and I won't hurt you."
At this time, a royal guard came over and handed two swords.
The moment he took the sword, Ye Wentian didn't talk nonsense. With a shake of the sword, a powerful sword energy burst out, directly covering Yue Feng!
"Hu Mingyue, you are honored to see me perform Tai Chi sword skills." Ye Wentian's voice spread coldly throughout the audience, and then, four words came from his mouth: "Yin Yang"
Bipolar!"
"Wow!"
As the voice fell, the air in front of him suddenly twisted and changed, condensing into a huge Bagua pattern. The Bagua pattern slowly rotated, forming sword auras around it.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The next moment, Ye Wentian pointed at Yue Feng fiercely, and the sword energy in front of him suddenly flew past! Wherever it passed, the air was cut into cracks!
