Song Jianqiu stood there, his expression and tone unchanged from beginning to end.
The whole person is as light as an unpretentious scabbard. The sharp edge is restrained, but it gives people an aura that can break mountains and open seas with one draw of the sword.
While Lu Fan was deeply shocked by Song Jianqiu's momentum, he also secretly estimated how many rounds or moves he could survive if he were his opponent.
But as soon as the idea appeared, he was thrown out of his mind.
He even felt that his current strength, without the blessing of Shen Nong's power, might not even be qualified to force him to use the sword for a master swordsman like Song Jianqiu who may have already become one with the sword.
The scene fell into silence for a while.
Cao Sheng looked at him coldly, his eyes as deep as a cold pool, as if he wanted to tear apart Song Jianqiu's indifferent aura, uncover his martial arts heart, and find out what was going on.
"What are you going to do?"
After a long time, he spoke slowly and actually chose to compromise.
Not only Lu Fan, but also Ma Tianming, Wu Meng Zuo Shi and others had a look of shock in their eyes.
Cao Sheng gave in?
Doesn't even Cao Sheng think that he will be Song Jianqiu's opponent?
"It's very simple."
Song Jianqiu smiled calmly: "In less than half a month, there is the Martial Arts Dragon Ranking Conference held every five years."
"The venue is in Hangzhou City. The Luo family, which once vowed to be at odds with Lu Fan, including your Shen family, are already on the Shenglong List and have declared a decisive battle against Lu Fan."
"I think it's a good solution."
"A contest of hard power not only determines victory or defeat, but also determines life and death."
"Why don't you put your grievances on the stage of Shenglong Bang and resolve them together?"
He glanced at everyone in front of him, including the left envoy of the Martial Alliance standing on the steps: "This not only avenges you, but also does not violate the agreement of the Martial Alliance. The powerful and wealthy men of China can also bear witness to you.
Why not do it?"
Rising Dragon List.
The absolute strength fighting rankings in today's ancient martial arts world.
The one hundred ancient martial arts recorded on the list all represent the ranking of the strongest in the ancient martial arts world today.
The lifelong pursuit of any warrior is to have his name appear on the list.
Even if it's just one day.
Also satisfied.
The ancient martial arts competition held every five years was founded by the Dragon Slaying Society, the founding organization of this list, and is a neutral competition that is absolutely superior to any family or force.
Not controlled by any force.
Even the Martial Arts League is just an ordinary contestant according to the rules of the competition.
Absolute fairness and justice, without interference from anyone.
Of course, every year at the Dragon Slaying Conference, some of the most prestigious people in the ancient martial arts world would also be invited to participate in the judging panel.
Song Jianqiu is on the invitation list this time.
"I cannot agree to your request."
Cao Sheng said in a deep voice: "There is still nearly half a month before the ancient martial arts competition. In this half month, he can escape to the ends of the earth. If he is unable to shrink back like before, he will not be able to escape.
Zhan, how should we find it?"
In order to catch Lu Fan and Wang Dang, Cao Sheng had been hiding his power and biding his time in Jinling for so long. He finally waited for the opportunity for Lu Fan to show his face. He would not let him slip away from his eyes again.
"Unless you are willing to hand the person over to me and let me take care of him until the ancient martial arts tournament starts. Then I will take the person back and compete in the ring. How about that?"
"You fart! This is absolutely impossible!"
Before Song Jianqiu could speak, Ma Zicong cursed loudly: "Are you kidding me? I'll leave this person in your hands for half a month, but before the ancient martial arts competition starts, you'll torture him to death."
"Who doesn't know that no one can survive the hundreds of tortures your Cao family has subjected to?"
"Leader Song, you must not listen to his monstrous words to confuse people and hand people over to him. We firmly disagree!"
Before, if Ma Zicong dared to speak like this in front of Cao Sheng, he would have been crushed into a pulp by Cao Sheng's fingers and could not even fart.
But now, Cao Sheng was not even interested in looking at him, and kept staring at Song Jianqiu: "This person is very important to our Cao family. If we let him go like this, not only my Cao family, but also the Mo family will be angry.