Jiang Bieli asked three times in a row, and there was no one left to fight in the silence. Everyone looked around, looking for the shadows of Beiming Laifeng and Cheng Haomiao, but they found nothing. It seems that these two people will not fight.
Ruan Zimao's mood fluctuated violently, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Ruobing with a red face, Jiang Ruobing snorted coldly and turned his head away.
A smile appeared on Ruan Hongyu's face, and Jiang Churan nodded slightly. Jiang Ruobing married Ruan Zimao, and it was meaningless for them to be parents.
Seeing that no one responded, Jiang Bieli was about to announce the end of the competition when suddenly a figure squeezed out from the crowd and stepped onto the ring, causing an uproar and all eyes turned away.
"It's him?"
Li Yunxiao let out a slight surprise, and immediately understood.
Jiang Ruobing also yelled in surprise, "Brother Luo!"
Ruan Zimao's expression darkened immediately, and he said coldly, "Who are you?"
The man said indifferently: "Luo Qingyun."
Ruan Zimao frowned, as if he had heard of this person's reputation before, and sneered, "You want to compete with me too?"
Luo Qingyun raised his eyebrows, moved his lips slightly, and said via voice transmission: "I have no intention of competing with you for Miss Ruobing, but I want to get the dragon beard, as long as you promise to give it to me, I will lose immediately."
"Ha ha!"
Ruan Zimao laughed unscrupulously, and said loudly: "You are a mere eight-star warrior, and you are qualified to negotiate terms with me? Pick up your weapons and fight!"
Luo Qingyun frowned and said: "You have not regained your vitality, I don't want to take advantage of you, you should take a rest."
"Need not!"
Ruan Zimao flatly refused and said: "To deal with the Eight-Star Martial Lord, don't waste time with one move!" The victory is in sight, he can't wait any longer, and he will not be polite to those who stop him.
Li Yunxiao who was in the audience suddenly laughed and said, "Ruan Zimao's championship is lost."
The people around were startled, and Ning Keyue was also surprised: "This Luo Qingyun is indeed somewhat incomprehensible, but it's not enough to defeat Ruan Zimao, right?"
Ruan Hongyu also snorted coldly: "Scaremongering! No matter how defiant he is, at most he has the ability to threaten Zimao. If you say rashly that the champion is lost, your vision is not good enough."
Jiang Churan asked, "Is there any basis for your statement?"
After all, Jiang Ruobing was his daughter, and it was good to marry Ruan Zimao. The sudden appearance of a kid like this, who was unknown and not a member of a big school, made him feel a little worried.
Li Yunxiao smiled and said: "The basis is that I know Luo Qingyun's strength, and I also know Ruan Zimao's strength, so I say Ruan Zimao will lose."
Ruan Hongyu's heart was shocked by this sentence, she looked at the figure on the field in disbelief, she really didn't know Luo Qingyun's strength, she just wanted to know how strong the eight-star Martial Lord could be
On the ring, Luo Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then said: "Okay, that's offended."
He directly clenched his fists and rushed forward, without any fancy punches, relying entirely on his strength, he exploded the space and made a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
Ruan Zimao's heart was shocked, and his face was shocked. Obviously, the power of this punch directly exceeded his imagination. Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he felt like he had made a big mistake.
"Well done!"
Instinctively, he yelled, and also flipped his palm, pouring all his strength into his palm.
"boom!"
The two moves collided in the air, and the extreme masculine force exploded, and both of them retreated in shock.
"Hey! How is it possible?!"
Everyone was shocked, the two were even tied with one move!
Ruan Hongyu was even more startled and stood up directly, with an unconcealable shock on her face, and at the same time secretly complaining in her heart.
"Is it a draw?"
With her eyesight, she could tell that Luo Qingyun didn't use all her strength under that palm, but Ruan Zimao did it with all her strength!
This is certainly related to Ruan Zimao's great loss of vitality, but the opponent is only an eight-star Martial Lord, how can the gap be so large? She glanced at Li Yunxiao in horror, and another pervert like this appeared.
Luo Qingyun said again: "Are you really determined not to rest?"
Ruan Zimao's face turned blue and white, and he wanted to rest and recover his strength, but he had already crossed the sea in front of the world, how could he recover? He could only grit his teeth and say, "Of course not!"
With a flash of the sky-wave mirror in his hand, the entire illusion emerged, and his own figure gradually disappeared in it. With the sky-wave mirror in his hand, his chances of winning are still very high.
Luo Qingyun nodded lightly and said, "Then I won't be polite anymore."
He grabbed it horizontally, and the wild god spear came into his hand, and a sense of wildness and antiquity spread out. He stood there quietly, but it seemed that he had stood there for thousands of years. There was only a sense of spear coming from ancient times, and there was no one left.
The spectator seats were all masters, and the mere phantom array couldn't stop their gazes. Luo Qingyun raised his gun like this, and everyone was shocked, knowing that something was going to go wrong.
Li Yunxiao also showed surprise. In just a few days, Luo Qingyun's strength seems to have changed drastically. Based on the strength when they separated that day, it is not difficult to beat Ruan Zimao. At this moment, he has entered a mysterious state. Even he couldn't see through it without using the moon pupil.
Ruan Hongyu's complexion became extremely ugly, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.
"Slash the sky with one sword!"
Ruan Zimao's voice came slowly from the phantom formation, and he couldn't tell the direction. A sneer sneered at the same time, saying: "In my sky wave phantom formation, you can't even catch my shadow, how can you fight me?"
Luo Qingyun remained silent, tapped lightly on the left and right, and a mark penetrated into the body of the gun. The ancient rhyme burst out suddenly, and a huge gun shadow appeared around him. The whole body was shining with golden light. There are more than ten characters, one by one shines!
"What?!"
Even Li Yunxiao jumped up at this moment, his pupils widened in shock!
"Ancient Maha Artifact!"
Ruan Zimao screamed, although he was hidden in the phantom formation, he also felt a terrifying and dangerous aura, the strength of the sword increased a bit, roaring and hitting with all his strength!
A few strange syllables spit out from Luo Qingyun's mouth, and the two words on the gun suddenly shone brightly, covering up the rest of the characters, and an unparalleled power emanated from the gun.
Li Yunxiao's eyes were full of seriousness. Luo Qingyun's strength and aura were completely different from before. A violent aura was hidden under his calm appearance, as if it would erupt at any time.
Ruan Zimao's sword slashed down from all directions, Luo Qingyun turned the gun in his hand, and the condensed huge gun light soared into the sky, dissipating waves of primal force, and even blocked the sword!
"What?!"
Ruan Hongyu's heart was shocked, the opponent was able to block Ruan Zimao's full-strength sword just by relying on the power of the gun, how could he fight
"Boom!"
The entire sword was disintegrated under the spear light, the phantom formation disappeared in an instant, a smear of blood was sprinkled in the sky, Ruan Zimao was suddenly knocked down on the ring, vomiting blood continuously.
"Hey! What's going on? How could it be like this?"
Only then did the people in the audience startle. They didn't see what was going on, but they only saw this completely incomprehensible result.
Ruan Zimao's body twitched violently on the ring, vomiting blood continuously, his eyes were full of despair, and his heart was full of loss, which made his injuries worse, and he couldn't even stand up.
Ruan Hongyu also turned pale, and sat down slumped, with a blank face.
Ning Keyue asked Li Yunxiao: "Do you know this Luo Qingyun? How is he?"
Everyone pricked up their ears, they were also very curious about the sudden newcomer, even Jiang Churan turned around.
Li Yunxiao said with a smile: "The character is so-so, it must be incomparable to me, better than most people. However, I don't think he may be the son-in-law of Hongyue City. He should be aiming at the dragon. The secret treasure came."
Ning Keyue's face turned cold in an instant, and she said coldly: "Since I won the game, I will let him do it or not!"
Li Yunxiao shook his head with a wry smile. Luo Qingyun's participation was purely for the dragon's beard, and he might cause trouble now.
Luo Qingyun glanced upwards, nodded slightly to Jiang Ruobing, and said, "Second Miss, I'm sorry. I came here for the secret treasure of the dragon, and it has nothing to do with marriage."
"Wow!"
Everyone was startled, and there was an uproar. Ruan Zimao, who was lying on the ring, regretted greatly. If he hadn't been so arrogant, he would have agreed to his conditions at the beginning, and he wouldn't have ended up like this. Not only had he lost his chance, but He lost all face before the heroes of the world, and he felt extremely remorse and despair in his heart.
"presumptuous!"
Ruan Hongyu shouted on the spot, and said sharply: "Since the martial arts competition is over, we must recruit relatives, otherwise we will all be void and get out!"
Luo Qingyun glanced at Jiang Ruobing, knowing that she didn't want to be a pawn, so she turned away and ignored Ruan Hongyu, acting as if she hadn't heard.
Ruan Hongyu's face turned pale with anger, but there was nothing she could do about it. The opponent had been quite well-behaved so far and had not violated the rules of the game.
Jiang Bieli asked as usual: "Are there any other contestants?"
This caused a lot of commotion below, after all Luo Qingyun's eight-star Martial Master's strength was there, how Ruan Zimao lost was not clearly seen by many people, but they were ready to move.
"Hehe, Luo Qingyun? Long time no see, you've made great progress."
Suddenly the dark clouds changed color, and the whole sky became gloomy. A domineering force condensed above the ring, and a cold voice came out, and Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Hey, are you also looking for the secret treasure of the dragon? Hee hee , What a pity, I want this dragon beard!"
Thunder and lightning flashed within the dark cloud, and dragons and tigers leaped faintly in it, slowly condensing the appearance of a man, striding down the cloud.
Jiang Bieli frowned, and shouted: "Who is here?"
The man snorted softly, subdued the vision around him, stepped on the ring with both feet under the eyes of everyone, and said proudly: "Beihai Runxiang!"