"You are so brave, you dare to openly provoke Longyan College's admissions election, do you really think that there is no one in An Yun Country?"
"It's also extremely arrogant to show his prestige in the country, and I don't even look at where this is!"
"If we don't teach him a lesson today, what is the majesty of our Anyun country?"
The surrounding crowd was furious, and there was a burst of shouting and cursing.
Not only ordinary people, Long Congyuan and other college instructors also showed a bit of anger in their eyes. They are also An Yun's citizens, and An Yun's dignity is also their dignity. How can people be so provocative.
"A bunch of trash, if you want to prove the prestige of the Anyun Kingdom, then come up and try!" The muscular young swordsman beside Yue Fanchen shouted loudly.
This swordsman was none other than Long Ya, who had once been defeated by Mu Hanyan.
"Okay, then let me learn the tricks of the strong men from the Shangyue Kingdom." Amidst the roar, a young swordsman jumped out of the crowd.
"You, your name is Yue Fanchen, the swordsman Zheng Zhi of Anyun Kingdom challenges you!" Although the young swordsman was extremely angry, he still followed the rules of swordsmen and said with his hands folded.
"Go on, you are not qualified." Yue Fanchen glanced at him and said lightly.
"What did you say!" The young swordsman named Zheng Zhi asked angrily, his face changing.
Zhao Fanchen turned his head away, raised his head slightly, let alone straightened his eyes, he didn't even bother to glance at him from the corner of his eyes, obviously he was extremely contemptuous of him.
The anger that Zheng Zhiben had suppressed with great difficulty was instantly ignited, and he leapt forward and slashed at Yue Fanchen with a sword.
A tall figure suddenly stood in front of Zheng Zhi.
As soon as the air flashed, Zheng Zhi groaned and was sent flying out.
The one who made the move was not Yue Fanchen, but Longya.
He held the long sword in his hand, which was obviously much bigger than ordinary sabers, but he didn't take it out of the sheath, and directly smashed Zheng Zhilian and the sword into the air with the scabbard alone.
As soon as Zheng Zhicai fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, then passed out, and his chest was obviously sunken, obviously he was seriously injured by Long Ya's sword breaking his sternum.
"Brother Zheng!" Several young swordsmen quickly came to Zheng Zhi's side, seeing his injuries, their eyes could almost burst into flames.
"You are so ruthless!" A young swordsman stood up and glared at Longya.
"With this level of strength, you dare to challenge my son. You deserve to die!" Long Ya snorted coldly, then glanced at a few people, and said contemptuously, "Also, with your strength, don't come again It's embarrassing, I feel like I'm a thief if I hurt you."
"I'll kill you!" A soldier can't be humiliated. Although those young swordsmen knew that their strength was far inferior to the opponent's, they still couldn't stand the humiliation and drew their long swords and attacked Longya.
A black shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and amidst the muffled sound, these young swordsmen were also chopped out, spurting blood from their mouths and unable to stand up again.
The two young men standing beside Long Ya were the other two guards of Yue Fanchen. The two of them also did not draw their swords, but only used their scabbards, and easily knocked several young swordsmen of An Yun Kingdom into the air.
"Are the swordsmen of An Yunguo this kind of virtue? Their strength is almost nothing, but they still want to bully the few with more. Is this what you call the dignity and glory of a swordsman?" One of them said contemptuously. Said.
"If you have itchy hands, just say it clearly. If you say that they bully the few with more, are you trying to humiliate me? Ten or eight of these things are not enough for me to deal with." Long Ya said arrogantly with a bit of dissatisfaction. .
There was a sound of shouting and cursing again from all around, but no one rushed forward again.
The young swordsman named Zheng Zhi just now has the strength of a first-level swordsman, and he has passed the assessment before. Although his performance is not as good as that of Mu Chengxuan and Guan Shanhe, he is still outstanding among the younger generation. In front of the opponent is simply vulnerable. The opponent didn't even need to draw his sword, he was seriously injured on the spot with just the hilt.
The strength of his companions is not bad, a great swordsman and two ninth-level swordsmen, but they are also vulnerable in front of Yue Fanling's guards, and they are not even qualified to draw their swords.
Most of the people who watched the excitement outside the arena were not very strong, and many children from aristocratic families might not be much stronger than Zheng Zhi, so although they were filled with righteous indignation and cursed, they didn't have the nerve to go up and lose face.
After all, this is not a gang fight between gangsters, but a challenge between swordsmen, because Yue Fanchen and the others are from Shangyue Kingdom, the result of this challenge is more related to the dignity and reputation of An Yun Kingdom. In fact, those young swordsmen joined forces to attack Longya in anger just now, which has already lost the dignity of swordsmen, and of course it is impossible for them to rush forward.
In a fair one-on-one duel, not to mention surpassing the mundane, even the muscular young guard is far stronger than most of the swordsmen of the same age present. They will not only lose their own face, And An Yunguo's face was also lost.
"Are these the so-called elites of the An Yun Kingdom? Vulnerable!" Long Ya glanced at the An Yun swordsmen who were yelling at them, and said contemptuously.
"My lord, why don't you just forget about it, the so-called young masters of An Yunguo are nothing more than that, they are not worthy to be your opponents at all." A guard next to him said to Yue Fanchen.
"Long Xin is right. Compete with such an opponent, you will only lose your identity, and spread the word that our Shangyue Kingdom bullied An Yun Kingdom. Why don't you go back, and you are too lazy to waste your energy with them." The guard on the other side Also advised.
The words of a few people were like a loud slap in the face, slapping the faces of every Anyun countryman.
"Shut up, Yue Fanchen, let me show you your clever tricks!" Finally someone couldn't help it, and amidst the sound of anger, a tall and straight young man flew out and stood in front of Yue Fanchen.
The tall and straight figure and handsome appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Mu Chengxuan, it's Mu Chengxuan from the Mu family." The people outside the venue cheered, and even some young girls who had just started their love screamed.
That's right, it was Mu Chengxuan who stepped forward.
He had successfully passed the test of Wuxin Sword before, and shocked the audience with his impressive performance. Later, he was recruited by Long Congyuan, and Mu Chengxuan stole the limelight. Qi Kaiyuan, Cheng Zhicheng and Guan Shanhe became the focus of attention.
But he didn't expect that before the time came, his limelight would be snatched by Mu Hanyan, and he would soon be forgotten by everyone.
Until now, he hadn't figured out why Gong Hongru and Wenren Qingqiu fell in love with Mu Hanyan, and even fought to accept him as his disciple, but he felt unwilling and dissatisfied.
Therefore, seeing Yue Fanchen's four masters and servants humiliating An Yun's national body in such a way, he didn't think much about it, and jumped out directly.