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Taste of Conspiracy 7

After all, the bald man had just killed a Lancang disciple in such a cruel way. In her and Xia Keke's minds, the bald man had been directly defined as a cruel and terrifying murderer, and he was naturally a villain.

Therefore, they were extremely happy when they saw that the bald man was slightly inferior to the seven disciples of the Lancang Sect.

"Well, I think so too! What is this called? God will take care of the evildoers! Even if God doesn't come to take them, someone will naturally come to take them!"

Xia Keke said proudly, with a cheerful smile on his face.

Although the two of them spoke softly, people sitting nearby could still hear their conversation clearly.

Therefore, as soon as Xia Keke finished speaking, Master Wu, Master Zhang and Master Li, who were sitting behind them, shook their heads almost in unison. Although they did not say anything, their attitudes were already very obvious.

Over there, Sikong Jin and the five princes also watched with great interest.

But having said that, their martial arts skills are not weak, so they naturally listened to everything Xia Keke and Hong Luoluo said.

Therefore, after hearing this, Yu Wenhao kept his eyes fixed on the arena, tilted his head and asked Yu Wenjue sitting next to him in a low voice: "Second brother, who do you think can win this competition?

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"Well...it's hard to say."

Yu Wenjue didn't see any clues for the time being, so his answer was obviously very reserved.

Prince Yu Wenze and Fourth Prince Yu Wendi heard their conversation and did not interrupt to answer. However, the heavy thinking in their eyes already showed what they were thinking right now.

Sikong Jin glanced at Yu Wenjue with deep eyes. Although he was silent, the expression on his extremely heroic face looked very mysterious.

On the other hand, Yu Wenjie, although he was also paying attention to the fight on that side of the ring, what made him more concerned was Yun Rongrong sitting in front of him. His eyes and attention were glued to Yun Rongrong almost from beginning to end.

On Rongrong.

At first, Yun Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable, but over time, she got used to being stared at by Yu Wenjie with such strange eyes.

The competition between the bald man and the seven disciples of the Lancang Sect is still going on. The battle in the ring is extremely fierce, and the stands below the ring are also very lively.

From the beginning of this competition, some martial arts people who were more willing to gamble in the stands had already started to place bets very actively and enthusiastically, betting on whether the bald man with unknown origins would win, or whether Lan, who belonged to the famous and upright sect, would win.

The seven disciples of the Cang sect won.

No, halfway through the competition, Shen Rumeng suddenly tilted her head and secretly sent a message to Hua Xuyao: "Hua Xuyao, bets have been placed in the stands, have you asked anyone to buy the bald guy to win?"

Hearing this, Hua Xuyao ​​was not surprised. He showed an expression that he had known for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then also secretly sent a message to Shen Rumeng: "Don't worry, I bought all the bald heads to win. You won't win this vote."

Earn less.”

"That's good."

Shen Rumeng responded and almost immediately raised the corners of her lips in pride.

Yun Rongrong watched the competition. Even if they were communicating secretly, based on her understanding of the five deacons of Yunge, she could naturally guess what Shen Rumeng would say to Hua Xuyao ​​at this time.

However, these are not her concerns.

Because the competition in the arena is the most important thing.

So far, she has gradually seen the clues and mysteries of this battle.

On the surface, the bald man and the seven disciples of the Lancang Sect seemed to be evenly matched.

But this is not the case, because as they attack and defend again and again, the Lancang disciples have gradually fallen behind.

Moreover, this sign is not obvious so far, but the trend of the entire competition is indeed developing in that direction.

This is not true, although it seems that the two of them have resisted each other's offensive, and their defense has been very good, and they have not given their opponents any opportunities to take advantage of them.

However, if you take a closer look, you can find that after the repeated attacks, the seventh disciple of the Lancang Sect has clearly seen holes in his clothes.

Although it was not obvious, before he knew it, his robes had become tattered.

On that arena, I saw two tall figures holding their own weapons, their bodies meeting and separating again like the wind.

The speed at which they fought was considered extremely fast for most people sitting in the stands.

This is quite rare in battles at the junior and intermediate levels.

Therefore, many martial arts people in the stands had their eyes widened when they saw this battle, but they still didn't see what happened.

On the contrary, several people on Yun Rongrong's side have already seen the clues.

I saw Yun Rongrong's dark and clear eyes looking at the two figures in the stands with a solemn look, secretly guessing in her heart, now that we have reached this point, when will the bald man really plan to take action?

This time, is he planning to "accidentally" kill this Lancang disciple again?

With such doubts, Yun Rongrong held back her temper and patiently watched the game.

Her eyes involuntarily glanced at the man wearing a white porcelain mask not far from her.

Like her, the man was also focused on the competition in the ring at this time, and his dark and deep eyes had a light and heavy look like hers.

Seeing this, Yun Rongrong quickly withdrew her gaze, but she already knew in her heart that, as expected, the man was clearly hiding his secrets.

Like her, he might have seen the final outcome of this competition.

However, at the moment when Yun Rongrong withdrew her eyes and looked back at the arena, a clear sound of "clang" was heard on that arena. Looking up, she could suddenly see the nine rings in the hands of the Lancang sect disciple.

The big knife was struck by the bald man very suddenly and fell to the ground.

After that, the bald man had no intention of continuing to deal with the seven disciples of the Lancang Sect. He decisively ended the dodge and counterattack that had lasted for some time and gained the initiative in this competition.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Seventh Disciple of the Lancang Sect landed the Nine-ringed Sword, he pressed on his opponent step by step, leaving no chance for his opponent to make a comeback.

The nine-ring sword in the hands of the seven Lancang disciples fell to the ground, and a look of panic immediately appeared on their faces.

However, he was a disciple of the Lancang sect after all, so he quickly regained his composure and continued the competition.

However, what is conceivable is that the strength of the one with bare hands and the other with a giant hammer full of nails is obviously not at the same level.


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