Chapter 155 155 Really refers to the successor of the saint
Behind the ring, there is a big drum. The surface of the drum is bright red, as if it has been stained with blood. It exudes a sinister aura. Most people will tremble in their hearts when they see it.
The young man standing quietly in the middle of the ring, with his arms folded, held a blue steel sword in his arms. It looked ordinary and could be bought in the most ordinary blacksmith shop.
But when it fell into his hands, it seemed to suddenly come to life, exuding a strong murderous aura and murderous intent, much sharper than the sharpest magic weapons in the world.
The young man lowered his head slightly, with an outrageously bland expression. In fact, he had been standing here waiting quietly since he appeared.
No matter day or night, he always maintained the same posture, never moved, never looked at anyone, and never said a word.
He seems like a sculpture.
It's just that the cold and sharp aura on his body is so heavy and deep that even a blind man can clearly feel it when he passes by.
The entire Tianxiang Square was buzzing with people.
From around the ring to the streets around the square, at least more than 100,000 people gathered here, vying to witness this grand event.
There were crowds of people everywhere around the square.
"Looking at him, he seems to be not yet twenty years old, with a childish air on his face... Wow, it's incredible that such a young boy is actually a sub-swordsman! If I hadn't seen it in person, I wouldn't have believed it.
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The so-called Sub-Sword Saint is second only to the Sword Saint, and is more powerful than the strongest in the Saint Realm!
Because the Sub-Sword Saint has entered the level of the Holy Realm and has the strength to compete with the Saints.
The only thing he lacks is no longer his realm, but his cultivation that is relatively easy to improve.
"I heard that his name is Hong Taichu. I heard that he was the only disciple of Ye Yin Jingzang Saint, a generation of finger gods in all planes three thousand years ago!"
"What? He is a disciple of the Finger Saint? Wasn't there a disciple of the Finger God in Wanshou Pavilion a few days ago? Why is there another one?"
"This means that one of them must be false. As for which one is true or false, we don't know."
"It's easy to say for others, but if he wants to challenge Sun Ning, it might not be that easy, right? That intruder is a ruthless person who can kill even a saint..."
"The aura on his body is really frightening and terrifying... I don't dare to look at him. I always feel like he has a knife on him and is going to kill me at any time..."
"He must have killed many people!"
"Martial Saint Hong Taichu, we love you! I love you, love you, and love you the most... You are so handsome, you are so handsome, you are so awesome, take a look at me, would you? Take off your handsome gray shirt and let me treasure it
Okay, can you give me your autograph... Let's all tell me, love life, love Ya Juggernaut, love Taichu..."
In another place, in Longyang City, a group of idiotic fans composed of hundreds of young women attracted the attention of many people. Each of these women screamed and shouted excitedly, and continued to show their love.
Hong Taichu stayed in the ring for a day and a night. His independent behavior and extraordinary talent have accumulated a lot of fans for him.
Whether facing the stares of countless eyes or the crazy shouts of many people, Hong Taichu was always like a pine tree growing on a cliff, unmoved by the wind and without any change in his expression.
He seems to be born to receive such cheers and applause.
In other words, he was completely indifferent and indifferent to all this.
At this moment, many nymphomaniacs, who were staring at Hong Taichu, were surprised to find that the young man's calm expression had finally changed slightly for a whole day and night.
His eyelids raised slightly, with a faint flash of red light in them, then lowered them again, with a clear sense of disdain and slight disappointment.
"Wow...he even raises his eyelids with an expression like this, he's so handsome!"
"If he smiled at me, I would even die! Of course, if I could become his Taoist companion, that would be great!"
Many women screamed immediately.
Girls are always cuter than men, especially when faced with such an outstanding boy.
Even some men with superb cultivation did not dare to stare at Hong Taichu all the time. They only took a sneak glance occasionally and were calmed by the cold aura emanating from his body. They were not afraid of the girls who were full of admiration for the hero.
I will take care of these.
Soon, there was an obvious commotion at the other end of the square, and a team of seven people strode over in a hurry.
The leader is surprisingly Tie Xing evil, ranked fourth on the list of great saints.
Tie Xing evil's ranking was originally at seventh place.
However, in recent days, things have been turbulent.
First, He Xuanji, the number one person on the Great Saint List, was beheaded by Ye Langya. Then, Sun Ning, the new number one person on the Great Saint List, was removed from the list, and Ye Langya, the second person, died. After the top three were all vacant, Tie Xing evil
The ranking also rose to fourth place.
"It's Tie Xingwei. Could it be that Tie Xingwei came to fight?"
"Tie Xingxie's cultivation has reached its peak as a half-sage many years ago. In the past two years, I personally saw him kill a monster as big as a hill and throw it directly into Wanshou Pavilion! Oh my God, at that time
Everyone in Wanshou Pavilion was stunned, and they didn’t come back to their senses for a long time!”
"Tie Xinge is very powerful. If he takes action, I'm afraid Hong Taichu will not be able to gain favor. This boy is too young after all!"
Tie Xinge came over with his six followers in a very stylish manner, and the crowd hurriedly and spontaneously made way for them.
Facing Tie Xinge and others, Hong Taichu remained motionless and did not even raise his eyelids.
Arriving thirty feet away from the ring, Tie Xingxie stopped, snorted coldly, then performed a beautiful flying technique and landed heavily on the ring, immediately receiving cheers and applause like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
"You want the top ten on the Great Sage List to join forces to challenge you. Who is that person who knows the heights of the world and claims to be the only disciple of the Finger Sage for three thousand years?"
Seeing that Hong Taichu was still motionless and didn't even look at himself, Tie Xing became disgusted and furious. He suppressed his anger and asked coldly.
Seeing this boy who smelled like milk and was clearly not even twenty years old, he felt that he was killing a chicken with a knife.
"Boy, are you mute? I am asking you something!"
Tie Xing shouted angrily.
Hong Taichu's indifference and indifference, in front of so many people, made his face feel dull and very angry.
Hong Taichu still maintained that posture, as if such a person was not qualified to speak.
"You little brat, how dare you ignore me like this! Do you not want to live anymore?"
"Boy, if you don't say anything, I will take action!"
After saying these words several times in succession, he still received no response. People around the ring began to whisper. Tie Xingxie felt ashamed and completely angry.
A strange-shaped long sword appeared in his hand. (To be continued)