He is a good opponent, an opponent who is especially suitable for practicing. Di Wuxie usually practices by himself, and it is rare to encounter such an opponent, which is really rare.
He doesn't care at all about the top thirty places or the rewards from Sun Moon Sword Village. If he feels comfortable practicing, then that's fine.
Di Wuxie held the chair with his fingers, stood up lazily, moved his deep and beautiful eyes slightly, and walked towards Li Yun.
The three people stood in front of Li Yun, and Li Yun felt an unprecedented pressure. Not only Li Yun, but everyone on the referee's bench could feel the strong aura exuded by these three people.
The sky was obviously clear this day, with the sun hanging high in the sky. When the three people arrived, everyone felt as if dark clouds were coming over them. The entire sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was coming.[
The indifference of the sword master in a strange and cold black robe can instantly freeze people's hearts, but the calm and calm aura of the sword master in gray robe makes people dare not ignore it, and they dare not take a breath.
The man standing next to him, with his alluring and scorching red robe, his stunning face, his dark eyes as deep as a well, and his powerful aura also made people feel extremely oppressive.
Three people, three different auras, each one is so powerful and tough, I guess this is the real master.
"The three of you are also planning to participate in the martial arts competition?" Li Yun couldn't help but ask weakly, and found that when he said such words, his voice didn't sound like his own.
The three of them nodded in unison. Li Yun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the three remaining ring numbers, and then gave the three ring numbers to each of the three.
"Please, all three of you, enter the ring according to your numbers. The competition has already begun. If you are any later, you will not be eligible to participate."
Li Yun felt that when he was talking to the three people, he was sweating on his back. If these three people didn't speak, Li Yun felt like Alexander. If the three of them talked, Li Yun felt that his heart would not be able to bear it. These three people were too powerful.
It's so scary.
Even Zhuge Aotian couldn't help but feel anxious when the three people arrived. As the king of a country, he clearly felt his fear when he saw these three people.
The three of them took their ring numbers. Guiying glanced at the ring numbers in his hands, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, "No. 3!"
I saw him walking towards the ring quickly, tapping the iron chain lightly with his steps, walking as fast as flying, as fast as lightning, and the ghost nightmare had already arrived at the third ring.
He was not polite when he arrived at Arena No. 3, and quickly struck out, knocking down many people one after another.
Chi Jinxiao looked at the number in his hand, and it turned out to be five. He was not on the same stage as Gui Ni at all. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He came to the martial arts conference just to have a fight with Gui Ni.
He didn't want to worry about that, he just walked towards the No. 3 arena, but he was halfway there when Lan Mingyou blocked his way.
His toes gently landed on the iron lock, and all the strength of his body relied on the little position of his toes to stabilize his body. The white gauze silk was flying behind him, and his blue-purple hair flowed with the wind.
The feathers on it are fluttering.
"Sword Master, please abide by the rules of the martial arts tournament. The number in your hand should not be number three."