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Taste of Conspiracy 17

As a result, in the confrontation between the two, after a hundred moves, the bald man was gradually at a disadvantage.

But even so, he still had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, he became more courageous as he fought.

Ouyang Qing naturally did not show weakness. He was already slightly better in this round of fighting. At this moment, he naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. Moreover, the advantage he showed originally gave him great confidence. During the fight, whether it was his moves or

He handled every move with ease.

"Hmph! Don't think you can win like this!"

During the fight, a slightly disdainful snort came from the bald man. He was almost in a passive state in the confrontation with Ouyang Qing at this moment. It is conceivable that his purpose of speaking at this time was nothing more than to distract Ouyang Qing.

attention.

Fortunately, Ouyang Qing is not a person who will act recklessly and impulsively when provoked.

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and this smile soon disappeared.

The bald man's words had no impact on him at all.

Seeing Ouyang Qing's attacks becoming more and more swift and sharp, the bald man narrowly avoided his sword moves several times, only narrowly missing out on being injured again.

The sword light flashed across the arena, and its speed was many times faster than on other arenas.

Looking at the entire martial arts conference venue, it seemed very quiet at the moment, with only the sound of weapons clashing in the air.

Almost everyone's attention was attracted by the competition between the bald man and Ouyang Qing.

Many people even sighed in a low voice: "Such a wonderful competition is rare in previous martial arts competitions."

"This is really an eye-opener for me. I will show off to my friends when I go back. I actually saw such a wonderful competition."

"..."

Such exclamations kept coming one after another. Of course, the voices of those who said these words were very low, and almost all of them stared at the competition and couldn't help but sigh.

You know, every time a martial arts conference is held, only the early competitions can be watched by everyone who comes. The later competitions between the various martial arts that are almost duels are not available to everyone, so today these people can watch

It is definitely a rare thing to have such a wonderful fight.

At this moment, the expressions of people sitting on the seats of various sects are also different.

Almost everyone at Qingyun Villa maintained a neutral attitude, watching the competition with very serious expressions on their faces from beginning to end.

While Master Yun and Yun Tao looked at the constantly moving figures on the stage, they also did not forget to pay attention to the situations on several other stages.

The Lord of Ouyang Fort was also sitting there. He clenched his fists and looked nervously at Ouyang Qing, who was getting more and more courageous in the ring. His thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.

The head of Lancang Sect, Yu Chengen, was exactly the opposite of the owner of Ouyang Fort. Seeing Ouyang Qing getting more and more comfortable in fighting, the bald man felt very happy every time he was at a disadvantage. Although he also clenched his fists,

But he is very different from the owner of Ouyang Fort.

Headmaster Yu was not worried about Ouyang Qing, but prayed in his heart that Ouyang Qing could defeat the bald man and kill him to avenge the two lives of his Lancang faction.

Including the other disciples of the Lancang sect, everyone had this thought in mind.

Yun Rongrong glanced at the seats of the Lancang Sect and Ouyang Bao. When she saw the worried look of the Lord of Ouyang Fort, she couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the Lord of Ouyang Fort also saw the bald man just now?

small actions?

Otherwise, how could the owner of Ouyang Castle, who had always been proud of Ouyang Qing, be so worried about Ouyang Qing?

Just as Yun Rongrong was thinking this, the two people fighting together on the ring suddenly separated and each retreated a few meters.

The two of them stopped about fifteen meters away, looking at each other with unwilling eyes.

Especially the bald man, the way he looked at Ouyang Qing was as terrifying as if he wanted to devour him the next moment.

Naturally, Ouyang Qing was not inferior. In order to avenge his good friend, the hatred accumulated in his eyes was only much more than that of the bald man.

Both of them were filled with a strong murderous aura. This competition was obviously a fight to the death.

Judging from the current situation, it is very obvious who wins and who loses.

Especially when the two stopped at this moment, looking from a distance, the bald man was already sweating profusely, which was enough to show how hard he had fought in the competition just now.

On the other hand, Ouyang Qing only had a few beads of sweat on his forehead. If you were a person with poor eyesight, you would not be able to see clearly while sitting in the stands.

With such an obvious gap, the outcome is already decided, the only difference is the result.

Seeing this, Yun Rongrong looked at the arena for a moment, and whispered in her mouth: "It seems that the time is almost here."

Hearing this, the five deacons of Yunge almost all glanced at her before looking towards the arena again.

The three masters sitting in the back row naturally heard what Yun Rongrong said. When they heard the words, their eyes looked thoughtful.

On the other side, Fengyang's lips curled up, showing an evil smile and said: "The winner has been decided."

When Feng Bin and Mo Yan heard this, they both nodded slightly, almost invisible.

However, Yu Wenxu, who was wearing a white porcelain mask, said mysteriously: "Not necessarily."

When Feng Bin, Fengyang and Mo Yan heard this, they all had a look of confusion in their eyes.

Yu Wenxu didn't say much, but his eyes were still focused on the arena, and he said the sentence almost at the same time as Yun Rongrong: "It seems that the time is almost here."

At the same time, on the ring, the bald man smiled and said: "Hey, brat, don't be proud, the real duel has just begun!"

When Ouyang Qing heard this, he still had the calm expression on his face and said calmly: "Just use whatever skills you have."

"Hmph! Brat, take the move!"

Before the bald man finished speaking, his figure was already shooting out like an arrow, heading straight towards Ouyang Qing.

Seeing this, Ouyang Qing was on full alert. Seeing him attacking, he did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for the bald man to make a move.

Who knows, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

When the bald man came over with a hammer, he did not launch a frontal attack. Instead, he passed by Ouyang Qing, then turned around, swung the hammer, and hit Ouyang Qing's head hard.

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Sorry, I overslept yesterday and slept until dawn. I couldn't update at night. I will update more from tomorrow. Thank you for your support:)


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