Everyone looked at Yin Ziming in the field, and their hearts were shaken. He was so handsome. Only a genius like Yin Ziming could be worthy of such a peerless sword.
There is a huge scar on Lei Yun's chest, but now he dare not move because Yin Ziming's sword is pointed at his throat.
Compared to the pain in his body, Lei Yun felt even more bitter in his heart. He had made extraordinary progress over the years, and his heart was full of pride. He wanted to defeat Yin Ziming in the sect competition and prove that he was the number one genius in Jiangdong.
Especially after Ye Qinghuan appeared, Lei Yun was even more motivated. After defeating Yin Ziming, he would challenge the legendary young man who destroyed Tieshan Gate.
He wants to be famous in China!
Now, he was actually defeated by Yin Ziming. Lei Yun was angry and unconvinced. Without this sword, he might not have had a chance to defeat Yin Ziming.
This Yin Ziming is so lucky!
"Yin Ziming is indeed our Jiangdong genius. This strength is so powerful that he can be said to be the most outstanding young generation in China."
Chen Mofeng was sitting in the stands, touching his goatee with one hand, and said excitedly, admiring Yin Ziming very much.
Only the old man in gray and Huang had a wry smile on their faces. Yin Ziming was indeed very strong. The Baili Sect's swordsmanship, coupled with the peerless sword obtained by chance, could be said to be even more powerful, and could dominate Jiangdong.
But speaking of the whole China, the two of them felt a little helpless. Chen Mofeng must have forgotten the handsome young man below. Just from the momentum just now, it can be seen that the strength of this Ye Qinghuan is not comparable to that of Yin Ziming.
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"Why don't we let Yin Ziming challenge that Ye Qinghuan? Didn't he claim to have destroyed Tieshan Sect alone? If Yin Ziming can defeat that Ye Qinghuan, our talented disciples from Jiangdong can become famous in Chinese martial arts!" Chen Mofeng said excitedly.
The old man in gray clothes and Mr. Huang were speechless for a while. This man was really crazy. Ye Qinghuan was the one who destroyed Tieshanmen alone. Ordinary high-level martial arts kings may not be his opponents.
Yin Ziming, do you want to go and die?
At this time, the injured Lin Shiyu did not leave. Instead, she came to Ye Qinghuan. Seeing this scene, her eyes suddenly burst out with excitement, and she said excitedly: "Brother Yin Ziming is really amazing.
He defeated Lei Yun with his sword. I am afraid there are almost no geniuses in this world who can compare with Big Brother Yin Ziming."
"Hey, Ye Qinghuan, what do you think of Brother Yin Ziming, is he awesome? You also said that Brother Yin Ziming is just passable!" Lin Shiyu said with some pride.
Yin Ziming's performance has gained confidence. People say that Ye Qinghuan is great and his record is terrible. However, Yin Ziming's elder brother is already a top genius, and with the help of a peerless sword, Ye Qinghuan cannot be more powerful than him.
"Now he doesn't even think he can be good anymore." Ye Qinghuan said lightly.
Yin Ziming had held back his hand just now. If he hadn't stopped in time, Lei Yun would have died on the ring by now. With the arrow on the string and he forcibly stopped his hand, Yin Ziming was actually injured now.
Injuring oneself for the life of an opponent may be considered a noble and chivalrous act in the eyes of others, but in Ye Qinghuan's eyes, it is nothing more than an idiotic act.
He thinks he will never relent.
Lin Shiyu curled her lips. She didn't believe Ye Qinghuan's words. She thought he must be envious and unconvinced, so he said this deliberately, because the performance of brother Yin Ziming was so perfect.
Ye Qinghuan naturally had no obligation to explain to Lin Shiyu.
"Yin Ziming is too strong. He is our number one genius in China."
"With such incredible talent and such powerful weapons, I am afraid that no disciple under the age of thirty in China will be able to defeat Yin Ziming."
For a time, the warriors from various sects outside the arena were extremely impressed by Yin Ziming and praised him one after another, saying that they were deeply impressed by Yin Ziming's power.
At the same time, he also lamented Yin Ziming's opportunity. He was worthy of being the chosen one. He was so lucky to be able to obtain a suitable magic weapon.
"The number one genius in China? He is really amazing!"
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, resounding throughout the canyon.
Everyone only saw two figures in bamboo hats slowly walking out from behind the Elder Pavilion above the canyon, dressed like two ancient swordsmen.
The momentum is overwhelming.
"Who are you?"
Chen Mofeng had the most irritable temper and stood up instantly to question.
At this time, the two swordsmen took off the hats on their heads. They were a middle-aged man and a young man under thirty years old. They were all dressed in the same way, and they both had Japanese swords on their waists.
"Are you Japanese?" Seeing the appearance and dress of the two of them, Huang Lao stood up first and shouted in surprise.
Japanese people?
All the warriors stared at each other. Needless to say, the relationship between Huaxia and the Japanese country was. When they heard that these two people were from the Japanese country, there was a trace of anger in everyone's eyes.
Not only at the national level, but also in the world of warriors, the warriors of China and the warriors of Japan are constantly competing for hegemony, and the martial arts of Japan are passed down to China.
But now, all the warriors have to admit that the top warriors of Japan have the power to fight against China.
This is something that many warriors don't understand, why the huge China cannot crush Japan with the strength of its top warriors.
Several old people in the Elder Pavilion all looked at each other. They knew why Chinese martial arts was declining more and more, but they had no way of telling them.
These things cannot be explained to ordinary warriors.
"Yes, the two of us are warriors from the Japanese country. We have been practicing hard in China. I heard that there is a sect competition in Jiangdong here, so I also brought my disciples to participate."
The middle-aged swordsman from the Japanese country said.
Chen Mofeng suddenly said with dissatisfaction: "This is the sect competition in Jiangdong, China. Warriors from other countries are not allowed to participate. Besides, now that the sect competition is over, your disciples cannot participate."
"Martial arts has no national boundaries. It doesn't matter if it's over. Let's just let the number one genius in China you just mentioned come and compete with my disciples."
The middle-aged man from Japan said calmly.
When Chen Mofeng was about to speak, the middle-aged Japanese man said again: "You have been pushing back and forth. Are you afraid? Your number one genius in China is not as good as my disciple? Doesn't this also mean that,
Is your Chinese martial arts inferior to our Japanese country?"
The middle-aged man from the Japanese country smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain, and mocked again: "Sure enough, just like the international rumors, Chinese martial arts has completely declined!"