Fortunately, Ling Tian's pure mentality, although he understood Meiji’s way, still suffered a pitfall. He only looked back at the sand eagle standing behind him. Seeing that the latter had no response, he did not make any other actions. Continue to look quietly towards the ring.
It was so strange that other people were puzzled. Seeing that Ling Tian didn't even care about the Fatty Rao next to him, they found it boring, so they simply withdrew their gazes and focused on the upcoming game.
However, due to Yan Beiyi's intervention, Meiji couldn't stand the restraint and gave up. At this time, the master of the ring was lacking. Just as Yan Beiyi wanted to ask, "Who wants to come up and defend the ring?", a young man walked out of the crowd and strode up to the ring.
Yan Beiyi looked at the visitor in astonishment, because this person was not someone else. It was Yun Cong who had previously fought with Ling Tian. Seeing him on stage, Yan Beiyi frowned slightly, and he asked a little displeasedly: " Cong'er, why are you here?"
Yun Cong bowed to Yan Beiyi, then explained in a low voice: "Master asked me to do it."
"Uncle Master?" Yan Beiyi was full of spirits, and he was shocked. Fortunately, he didn't move very much. The people below were too far apart to see and hear nothing.
"En." Yun Cong nodded softly.
After getting Yun Cong's affirmation, Yan Beiyi didn't say anything anymore. He believed that Yun Cong had not lied. Looking at the ancient sword in his hand, he knew something in his heart.
Yan Beiyi can become one of Jianzong's "Five Swords". He is a wise man. Although martial arts ranks fourth, his intelligence is outstanding. Compared with Xie Yaoyang, he might as well make more. Moreover, he is in charge of the daily affairs of Jianzong, the information is very well-informed, and the guesses about things are also very accurate, so after knowing the idea, he no longer stops, and consciously stepped down from the ring and returned to his original position.
After Yan Beiyi got off the ring, Yun Cong turned around. He looked at the people under the ring, held his sword and bowed his hands in salute, saying: "Junior Li Yuncong, I have seen all the elders."
With that said, Yun Cong turned half a circle on the stage, saying hello to everyone. Those below who were indeed higher than Yun Cong nodded gently. Xie Yaoyang sat on the head, as the master, he just watched calmly, but didn't say anything.
After Yun Cong finished the salute, he looked straight, and his cold eyes contained endless sword aura. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, he lifted up a sword intent to rise above the sky. As his momentum increased, he raised his voice and asked: "Yun Cong is not talented, I am willing to stand by this challenge, who dares to fight with me?"
The people below you look at me and I look at you. Although they really want to be on stage, they hold their own identities and are hard to get started. Because fighting Yun Cong a junior, winning is not considered glorious, and losing is even less worthwhile.
The elders are not easy to shoot, everyone's eyes are on the juniors who are the same as Yun Cong. Most of them know Yun Cong's strength and know that he is Xie Yaoyang's disciple. They don't want the juniors to fight with him because they win hope. It's not big, and it's not good to win.
It’s not that no one in the decent school can beat Yun Cong. Like Tang Ling'er who ran away before, don’t look at her as a shy girl. Although the real martial arts is not as good as Yun Cong, she is the most proud disciple of Tang Jiaojiao, Tang Sect master. Jiaojiao's true biography makes her hand very poisonous, and Yun Cong will certainly be unpleasant if allowed in the arena.
In addition to her, there are Wudang, Shaolin, Beggars, Jiuhua School, Bagua Sect, etc., all have disciples no less than Yuncong, but they are not willing to take the lead for the time being, and they want someone to take the lead.
Pushing around like this, the people in the cult couldn't see it at all. They gave a glance, and the big disciple of the bloody son was confirmed by everyone.
Zhao Jincheng was not hypocritical. He pushed away from the crowd. As soon as he got out of the open space, he flew into the ring. To Shang Yun Cong's eyes, he fearlessly said, "I will meet you!"
"Just you?" Yun Cong showed disdain on his face.
"Try it or you'll know!" Zhao Jincheng was not angry. He clenched the hilt of the sword and turned to look at the host Yan Beiyi. Yan Beiyi didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.
In this way, Zhao Jincheng turned his head, and before Yun Cong responded, he took the lead in attacking with a "clang" drew his sword.
Although Yun Cong didn't expect Zhao Jincheng to be so rude, he didn't even say hello and attacked without saying a word, but he still reacted quickly, retreating sharply, and withdrew to the edge of the ring in three or two steps with a kick. Kicked on the fence, took advantage of his strength to take off, and landed behind Zhao Jincheng. At the moment when Zhao Jincheng had no time to return to defense, he kicked it out and kicked Zhao Jincheng's ass. The huge force directly blasted Zhao Jincheng out of the ring, and fell to the ground like a dog, and didn't get up for a long time.
It was a dramatic scene. Zhao Jincheng went from the top to the ring until he was kicked into the air. It took less than half a minute in total, and the audience below was shocked. Everyone in the cult was speechless. They looked at the Blood Poison with suspicion. The Blood Poison's face turned red, and he spit on "Trash!", and then asked his other apprentice to help him back.
The outcome was obvious. Yan Beiyi looked at Yun Cong with a smile on his face. He found that Yun Cong seemed to be different from before, but his performance was not special, and he could not be accurate. Without thinking about the inaccuracy, Yan Beiyi announced loudly: "Li Yuncong wins!"
Yun Cong looked at the audience below, his face was calm, he did not have the joy of defeating Zhao Jincheng, as if it were a trivial matter.
Contrary to Yun Cong, everyone in the cult is not calm. Zhao Jin has succeeded or failed, and they have lost so thoroughly. They all feel that their faces have been lost. The bloody guy wants to find his place, but he can't let go of his identity and hesitates watching Yun Cong. .
Zhao Jincheng was a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect, a disciple of the Blood Sect, and a disciple of the entire cult. He was defeated. Not only was the blood of the Evil Sect discredited, but the image of the cult was also affected. The evil cult not only has the blood evil sect, but also the Shadow Sect, the Seven Colored Hells, the Ecstasy Gang, the Broken Sword Gate, the Black Tiger Hall, etc. They all feel ashamed and angry. Originally, the Shadow Cult had the largest number of talents in the cult. However, the "Child of Shadow" was not here. The Shadow Cult couldn't guarantee that he would eat Yun Cong, so in order not to get a more embarrassing ending, he was reluctant to make a move.
Don't want to shoot? Don't want to admit defeat? How does this work? Someone has to come out, the son of the black tiger hall hall master Xiong Jun "Xiong Manzi" saw this, the tiger's body was shocked, a flash, and the person was already on the ring.
This time, Yan Beiyi didn't wait for others to ask questions. He was very proactive and decisive and announced the start.
After Zhao Jincheng’s lesson, Xiong Jun’s "Xiong Manzi" wanted to make a quick fight, but he suppressed the urgency in his heart. He looked at Yun Cong and his tone was flat: "You are not bad! But I am not Zhao Jincheng's trash, I will Put you off the ring!"
"Without further ado!"
"Humph!"
Fighting can best be solved if the two people do not speculate.
Xiong Jun held the big knife in his hand and attacked Yun Cong when he swung it up. Yun Cong didn't evade, and he was in contact with Xiong Jun's big knife while holding the scabbard. The two opened as soon as they touched, they were just testing each other's depth. . If you look closely, you will find that Xiong Jun's sharp blade hit Yun Cong's scabbard, but Yun Cong's scabbard is intact, leaving no traces, and you can see that it is an incredibly good sword.
After the first tentative attack, Yun Cong and Xiong Jun both had a bottom in their hearts. Xiong Jun still picked up his broad sword and slashed one after another, adding strength every time. Yun Cong resisted again and again, but he didn't draw his sword, he just fought back with a scabbard, and just like that, there was endless ping-pong-pong in the ring.
After fighting for a while, suddenly
Qian
A sword chant sounded, and Ling Tian felt the ruthless sword in his hand tremble slightly. He didn't know why this happened. Just when he wanted to check it out, he went on
Click
The sound of metal being chopped up followed one after another. Following the reputation, Xiong Jun's sword broke in two, and Yun Cong's sword was out of its sheath at some point, and the bright blade made people shudder.
Ling Tian stared at Yun Cong's sword, and suddenly he felt that he was trapped in a bloody world. In this world, apart from Lili's blood, there was still Lili's blood, and there was no vitality. The blood-colored sky, the blood-colored ground, and the blood-colored sea waves gathered together, and people were in the air. When a wave came, Ling Tian was submerged. He was horrified to find that his whole body was melted in the blood, no matter how hard he struggled, it would not help.
A look of horror appeared in Ling Tian's eyes, and he was sweating all over. Sha Ying stood behind him but found no strangeness, still staring at the ring.
at this time
Buzzing
The Ruthless Sword shook automatically, a strange melody came out, and the Ruthless Sword radiated a mysterious energy, which spread out like ripples, and it rushed all over Ling Tian's body in an instant. With the help of this magical power, Ling Tian woke up in an instant. When he looked at the sword in Yun Cong's hand, his eyes were unnatural, and there was a lot of jealousy in his heart.