Chapter 757
Wang Jintong played against Bi Ling.

Guang Zhengping faced Yue Jianhan.

But Su Chun met Yu Jinglong.

Zhao Fu, a young genius of Jiangnan Jianzong, caught a blank lot.

Once the result was announced, many people looked at Yu Jinglong and Su Chun who were standing there, their eyes were full of fire.

"Su Chun has never made a single mistake in his confrontation with the enemy before. Unlike Yu Jinglong Wannian's trick of defeating the enemy with three swords, he is more inclined to defend and counterattack. He almost never has preemptive means. Take advantage of the opponent's loopholes, come to a one-hit kill, these two people met together, I don't know what will happen!" Beside, someone looked at the center with fascination.

"They are also the only pair of Jiangnan Jianzong who met head-on. This battle is absolutely beautiful! With swordsmanship against swordsmanship, it depends on who can win the first place."

This ranking has made many people look forward to it.

Su Chun shook his head and smiled wryly, looked at Yu Jinglong, and said, "Brother, please hold your hand later, lest I be kicked off the stage directly, it would be too embarrassing."

"The swordsmanship is as you like, and you didn't even hit it. It's too early to say these words." Yu Jinglong's face was indifferent, his hands behind his back, and the words came out, which made Su Chun's smile even more helpless.

"Bi Ling, right? I haven't had a good fight with you guys from Jiangnan Sword Sect!" Wang Jintong laughed and looked at Bi Ling.

Bi Ling nodded slightly, his delicate face was full of peace, he looked at Wang Jintong: "Please enlighten me."

"Then my opponent is you, Guang Zhengping. If I remember correctly, you have come to my Jiangnan Sword Sect before?" Yue Jianhan looked at Guang Zhengping and sized him up and down.

"The Guang family and the noble family have a close relationship, please advise!" Guang Zhengping nodded with a sullen face.

"Teeth and lips depend on each other?" Yue Jianhan shook his head: "The Guang family can at most be regarded as my family under the Jiangnan Sword Sect. This is a bit exaggerated."

Yue Jianhan's words made Guang Zhengping feel a little uncomfortable, but what he said was the truth.

Guang Yu below secretly clenched his fists, and he almost cheered Guang Zhengping loudly, watching him smash Yue Jianhan's head with his own eyes.

"Wait for my brother to get rid of that person, and then let him take care of that kid!" Guang Yu snorted coldly, looking at Lin Yi's position.

Lin Yi in the crowd seemed extraordinarily quiet. He glanced at the people in the field and scanned them one by one. Among the people in the field, only Yu Jinglong made Lin Yi take a few more glances. As for the others, Lin Yi directly ignored them. up.

"Since the drawing of lots has been completed, please go to your own arena. After a while, after 10 minutes, the preparations will officially begin."

Mu Xuyan nodded slightly, and greeted the people here.

"The competition on the ninth day will start simultaneously on four arenas. Wang Jintong and Bi Ling will be in the east arena, Guang Zhengping and Yue Jianhan will be in the west arena, Su Chun and Yu Jinglong will be in the north arena. Zhao Fu is in the South Arena, waiting for everyone."

"If anyone intends to attack the arena, please move to the south arena."

Mu Xuyan explained briefly, and then he arranged for someone to lead them to different rings.

The so-called four arenas in the east, west, north, and south are located in the four directions of Mu's Manor, and there is an extremely long distance between the arenas, in order to reduce the impact on all parties when competing in different arenas.

"West arena! Let's go, let's go there first." Hearing the voice, Guangyu immediately dragged Xiaomei and others to rush towards the west arena, intending to find a good position first.

He wasn't worried that Lin Yi would slip away, as long as Lin Yi remained in Zhide City, Guangyu would find someone to come.

Xiao Beiyu and Wang Zhan in the crowd also turned around and walked towards the east arena at this moment, Xiao Beiyu hadn't noticed Lin Yi in the crowd yet.

After Mu Xuyan thought briefly, he went to the North Arena. He, the Patriarch of the Mu family, went to see Yu Jinglong's battle in person, and he valued Yu Jinglong very much.

"Old Li, you'll be in charge of this Mr. Zhao Fu's ring competition. Remember, no mistakes are allowed!" Mu Xuyan looked at the man standing with his head bowed aside, and said coldly.

Hearing that, the man nodded, and there was a bit of a sigh in his eyes.

"Jiangnan Sword Sect will win the championship almost without a doubt this time, it's just poor lady."

Uncle Li sighed in his heart.

He was Uncle Li who accompanied Mu Hanran to Zhaoyang Town to look for the old god last time.

After everyone led the people from all parties to different arenas, Uncle Li stepped forward, looked at Zhao Fu, and said respectfully, "Master Zhao, please go to the south arena for me."

Zhao Fu's face was haughty, with his hands behind his back, he didn't even look at Uncle Li, but focused all his eyes on Zhu Yidong.

"Yidong, let's go."

Zhu Yidong nodded, took a look in the crowd, but didn't see the person she wanted to see, sighed slightly, and followed Zhao Fu to the South Arena.

After the four arenas in the east, west, south, and north were in place, it was Yu Jinglong and Su Chun's north arena that had the largest number of onlookers.

In contrast, the number of people who went to the South Arena with them was much less.

After all, Zhao Fu had already proved his strength before, and there were almost no people who could challenge Zhao Fu in the eyes of others.

South arena.

Zhao Fu went to the stage. Li Shu wanted to briefly explain the rules, but was interrupted by Zhao Fu.

He stood in the center of the ring, raised his head slightly, and said coldly: "The rules are very simple, come on stage, beat me, and you will be eligible for tomorrow's competition."

"If you fail, I will keep one of your arms as a punishment for being overwhelmed!"

While Zhao Fu was speaking, his eyes wandered back and forth among the crowd in the audience.

Zhu Yidong's pretty face in the audience was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Uncle Li next to him smiled wryly and shook his head. Zhao Fu, a young genius, really deserves the words young and frivolous.

And his words also made the atmosphere under the ring suddenly freeze.

Most of the people standing below the South Ring are those who have the urge to fight, and they come with the idea that they might win, and many of them still have some strength.

It's just that when Zhao Fu's words came out, the faces of many people below changed slightly, and they hesitated.

"Is there really no one? A bunch of cowards!"

Zhao Fu smiled coldly.

"Prince Jingnan, come and ask for advice!"

In the crowd, a man in his thirties turned angry and suddenly yelled. He stepped on the ground, flew up, and landed directly on the ring.

At the same moment, that Wang Zifei was full of vigor, and he clenched his hands violently, and strong waves of air surged around him, forming an invisible barrier in front of him.

"Inner strength and outer strength! At least it's a fake King Kong!"

"Pseudo-realm King Kong, maybe he lost to this Zhao Fu, but I don't know, how many hands can he resist?"

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