No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

　　The ancient city of Qingzhou.

Cloudless.

　　 Hundreds of thousands of monks blocked the kendo meeting scene.

　　 Everyone's eyes couldn't help but stare at Ye Ping on the ring.

　　 Although Wang Minghao is good at strength, he can even break through eight levels and enter the top four, obviously he is not waiting.

　　 But it is obvious that Ye Ping's popularity far exceeds Wang Minghao.

　　 Above the ring.

　　 Wang Minghao watched the onlookers quietly.

　　 The number of monks watching in the infield has reached tens of thousands.

　　 Almost everyone is shouting Ye Ping.

　　 At this moment, Wang Minghao didn't ridicule or ridicule in his heart.

　　 Because he knows that the best way to shut up these people is to defeat Ye Ping.

　　 Suddenly, Wang Minghao couldn't help thinking, what kind of look would Ye Ping look like if he was defeated later?

　　 It must be fun to come, right?

　　 He smiled, his mouth tilted slightly, full of confidence.

　　 In the ring.

　　 Ye Ping's brows frowned.

　　 Because Ye Ping keenly discovered that Wang Minghao's look and expression were very similar to Li Changye.

　　 For a moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but speak.

　　 "Dare to ask Dao friends, do you know Li Changye, Li Dao friends?"

　　 Ye Ping originally didn't want to ask, but he was afraid that if he missed his hand, he would beat the opponent to a disability, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

　　 So I asked quickly to see if the other party knew Li Changye.

　　 "Li Changye? Where did the unknown boy come from? I don't know him."

　　While above the ring, Wang Minghao didn't want to answer Ye Ping's question, but under the eyes of the public, if he was completely cold, he would leave some failures, so he answered calmly.

　　 Ye Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wang Minghao's voice.

　　 It’s good if you don’t know it, it’s good if you don’t know it.

　　 It's just that, in the crowd, some discussions also sounded.

　　 "Hi, what a strong sword intent."

　　 "?? Brother, this hasn't drawn the sword yet? There is sword intent? You bluff me?"

"I didn't bluff you. Look at the one at the back. It's all vomiting blood. This sword intent is not strong enough? Maybe our realm is high, so we haven't been injured by the sword intent. This fellow Daoist's realm is too low and was shocked He vomited blood."

　　 A few people chatted, and they couldn't help turning around at the same time.

　　 Not far away, there is indeed a man with a flushed face and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. His face is not sure whether it is uncomfortable or aggrieved.

　　 This is Li Changye.

　　 He is really anxious.

　　 It's fine to be humiliated by Ye Ping, at least he really lost to Ye Ping.

　　 Didn't expect this guy to humiliate himself? Say you are an unknown person?

Nobody?

　　You are the unknown person.

　　 Your whole family is unknown.

　　 Your name is Wang Minghao, isn’t it?

　　Okay, I remember your name. After the sword test is over, I will kill both of you! Ah ah ah ah ah! Die to the Lord!

　　 In the spectator stand.

　　 Li Changye clenched his fists, staring at Ye Ping and Wang Minghao.

　　 And at this moment, the elder's voice also sounded.

　　 "Sword test in the semifinals, start."

　　 There was a loud voice.

　　 At this moment, no one dared to blink, for fear of missing any scene.

　　锵!

　　 Wang Minghao drew his sword at this moment.

　　 And Ye Ping also drew his long sword.

　　 The two looked at each other.

　　 Ye Ping's voice sounded again.

　　 "This fellow Daoist, you really don't know Li Changye? Friends Li Daoist?"

　　 Ye Ping continued to ask.

　　 It's not that he is verbose, it's mainly Wang Minghao's look and expression, which is so similar to Li Changye.

　　 He was really afraid that he would kill him again.

　　 "If you don't know you, you won't know each other. Why do you ask so much?"

　　 Wang Minghao is a little depressed.

　　 You Rory, can you ask me what? We are trying the sword, we are not chatting, and if you hurry up, do you think you are strong? Do you think that you are the only one who knows the Four Thunder Sword Technique? If you don’t play the sword again, you will play again later...

　　 Boom!

　　 was also when Wang Minghao complained.

　　 In an instant, a terrifying thunder sounded.

　　 Then the endless sword force burst out, like a sea wave.

　　In an instant, Wang Minghao raised his hand, and then his whole body was struck by lightning, as if he had been slammed by a giant beast.

　　噗!

　　 A stream of blood formed an arc in the air.

　　 No one can see when Ye Ping made the sword.

　　 Even, except Wang Minghao, no one can know how powerful this sword is.

　　 But what everyone knows is that this sword...difficult.

boom!

　　 The next moment, Wang Minghao fell heavily to the ground.

　　 His eyes were filled with surprise, shock, and incredible.

　　 I prepared for such a long time.

　　 I thought it would be safe to win.

　　 Didn't expect to be defeated by a monk with no reputation?

　　 This is unreasonable.

　　 My **** big sun descending magic sword is not on display.

　　 Wang Minghao's brain is buzzing.

　　 It's just that he didn't have time to think more, his eyes went dark and he passed out again.

　　 At this moment, all the monks who were watching were also dumbfounded.

　　 They knew Ye Ping was fierce.

　　 But Ye Ping refreshed their cognition again today.

　　 Is this Nima a sword that can be displayed in the Qi state?

　　 You may not be able to withstand a new foundation building monk.

　　 On the elders watching the battle stage, the elders also looked at each other. They didn't know how strong Ye Ping really was, but the only thing they knew was that it would be the same for a new cultivator.

　　 At this moment, there is no sound.

　　 Tens of thousands are silent.

　　 After a while, the monks were lost in confusion.

　　 bought an admission ticket for a lot of money, but this is the result?

　　 Thought it was a battle?

　　 The result is a spike game?

　　 Is Ye Ping too fast, or are we too weak?

　　 "Qingzhou Kendo Conference, semi-finals, Qingyun Daozong, Ye Pingsheng."

　　 After a while, the first person who came to his senses was the referee elder.

　　 He swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

　　 Is this too exaggerated?

　　Wang Minghao even went through eight levels, and he has witnessed his strength, but he didn't expect that even Ye Ping could not stand him?

　　 How did Qingzhou have such a monster?

　　 Also, which sect is Qingyun Daozong? Is it too late to apprentice?

　　 on the ring.

　　 Looking at Wang Minghao who was shot into flight, Ye Ping was also lost.

　　 I haven't tried my best this time.

　　 still left a hand, why is this situation again?

　　 Don't you say it, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

　　 Crouching tiger?

　　 Where is the Hidden Dragon?

Where did 　　 hide?

　　 Ye Ping's eyes were filled with confusion.

　　 But no matter how confused Ye Ping is, the first semifinal match is over.

　　 Now everyone can only look forward to the second scene.

　　 They want to watch dragons fight each other, not because geniuses abuse waste.

　　 Finally, there was a voice from the crowd.

"That's it?"

　　 "I thought it was a fight, this Wang Minghao is too useless, right?"

　　 "I knew it would be better to let me go. Anyway, I lose. Everyone is the same."

　　 "Fucking leg, I also pressed Wang Minghao to win. It seems that waste is waste. It's just like the previous one, and Li and everything are waste."

　　 "Li Changye."

　　 "That's right, right, right, that's Li Changye, how good he played in Manjianglou at the beginning, what Qingzhou is the first, Jin is the first, the ten countries is the first, it is really funny that he will deliver food when he comes up."

　　 "Actually, you may have misunderstood what he meant. He may say that he is the last one, hahahaha."

　　 "Yes, too many people like to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail these days, and I don't know who I learned from."

　　 "Let’s wait for the next one, I hope the next one will not disappoint me too much."

　　 The crowd talked.

　　 The original discussion was fairly normal. Li Changye in the corner felt a lot happy when he saw Wang Minghao being hit by Ye Ping's sword and he vomited blood.

　　 After hearing the onlookers' discussion, his face turned red.

　　 is not ashamed, but angry.

　　 is just among the tens of thousands of monks, a scholar is watching all this quietly.

　　 And he holds a roster in his hand.

　　 He wrote the word "Ye Ping" on the first page of the roster, and also drew a cross on the back.

　　 This is the must-kill book of the gods and demons. Anyone on this book is the main hunter. If a cross is drawn behind it, it means a double kill.

　　 The scholar quietly set his eyes on Ye Ping, and then waited for the next battle.

　　 "The second match will be held an hour later."

　　 At this moment, the elder referee's voice sounded again.

　　 Suddenly, the noise was quieted down.

　　 After hearing an hour, the second match was about to begin, and everyone's sense of anticipation was raised again.

　　 After winning the semifinals.

　　 Ye Ping left the ring.

　　He came to the rest area of ​​the Kendo Conference, just looked around, but did not find Su Changyu, but Li Yu was waiting for him here.

　　 "Where is my big brother?"

　　 Ye Ping was a little curious, and asked Li Yu.

　　 "I don't know, I haven't seen Master Master all day today, I thought he was with you."

　　 Li Yu was also puzzled.

　　 Just when Ye Ping was puzzled, voices suddenly sounded.

　　 "Come, come, Sikong Jiantian is here."

　　 "Sikong Jiantian is here."

　　 "I lost, Sikong Jian is really here? Then I will lose."

　　 "This time the loser is bankrupt."

　　 There was a burst of sound, which attracted countless lights.

　　 On the main ring.

　　 Sikong Jiantian stepped on the void, like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks and fireworks in the world~www.ltnovel.com~ He wore a white shirt and was handsome and handsome. Between his eyebrows, he showed that kind of unruly and unruly.

　　 The appearance of Sikong Jiantian drew countless discussions in an instant.

　　 Right now, Ye Ping and Li Yu came to the viewing platform.

　　 They stared at Sikong Jiantian in the ring.

　　 But I haven't seen Su Changyu for a long time.

　　 on the ring.

　　 Sikong Jian had a light smile on his face, and his vanity was instantly overwhelming.

　　Although he at this moment is no longer what he used to be, but who doesn't want to be the one that is highly anticipated?

　　 However, Sikong Jiantian was careless on the face, but in his heart, Sikong Jiantian kept looking at the onlookers.

　　 Among the crowd, the scholar quietly took out the kill book, and after Sikong Jiantian's name, he drew three crosses, triple kills.

　　 That's it, time passes bit by bit.

A quarter of an hour.

　　 half an hour.

　　 an hour.

　　 With the second kendo tournament, the time has come.

　　 However, Su Changyu's figure has been missing.

　　 "Su Changyu won't be scared away, right?"

　　 "Isn't it possible? Senior Su won't be scared away no matter how bad, right?"

　　 "I feel that Su Changyu, is it the dealer's entrustment?"

"Probably."

　　 "What nonsense? Senior Su will definitely come, but maybe something accident happened midway?"

　　 The discussion sounded.

　　 On the bench.

　　 Ye Ping and Li Yu frowned.

　　 They don't know where Su Changyu has gone.

　　 But just then.

　　Abruptly, peach petals suddenly appeared on the meeting.

　　 attracted everyone's doubts.