The speaker was an old man.
He looks to be in his sixties, of medium build, thin, with gray hair and dark eyebrows. He has a rosy complexion and is very energetic. His facial features are straight and sharp. At a glance, you can be 100% sure that he is young. When you are young, you must be a handsome and handsome man.
[Purple Lightning Divine Sword] Zhu Bishi.
The leader of the four sword slaves under Wei Mingchen.
A true master of swordsmanship.
Looking down at mortals is like a god looking at ants.
The aura bloomed slightly and suppressed the entire audience.
The atmosphere at the scene, which was originally full of enthusiasm, instantly felt like being doused with ice water.
Deathly silence.
Even ordinary citizens who did not understand martial arts felt a tremor coming from their life instincts and could not help but tremble.
VIP viewing platform.
Cui Hao felt as if a sword was hanging above his head, a sharp and bone-piercing feeling, locking him in place.
It seemed that as long as he said one more word, a sword light would fall from the sky, pierce him and kill him.
The heroic and majestic new city lord's profound energy circulated, and the light in his eyes burned.
He took a slow breath.
"Zhu Shenjian, are you threatening me?"
He said slowly.
A gentle but far-reaching strange force filled Cui Hao's body, resisting the overwhelming pressure of the terrifying swordsman master.
Zhu Bishi's expression changed slightly, and then he sneered.
"I didn't expect City Lord Cui to be so secretive... Haha, but I advise you not to get involved. This matter has nothing to do with you and is not something you, a little City Lord, can control."
He stared at Cui Hao and sneered.
"City Master Cui is the parent official of Yunmeng City, so he is qualified to protect his subjects."
Everyone just felt like their eyes were blurred.
Ding Sanshi's figure, like a ghost's shadow, appeared on the VIP viewing platform, standing side by side with Cui Hao.
This old man wearing the teaching uniform of the Third College is not very tall, and his face is even a bit vulgar, with a triangular face and a goatee. But when he stands there, he suddenly gives people an upright and arrogant look. It felt like his body was like a sharp sword that could pierce the sky.
[Purple Lightning Divine Sword] The terrifying coercion exuded by Zhu Bishi was offset by half in an instant.
The crowd exclaimed.
Especially some teachers and students from the Third Academy looked at Ding Sanshi in disbelief.
They recognized that this was a senior teacher from the college.
But he never knew that this ordinary old teacher could have such strength.
Zhu Bishi didn't seem surprised by Ding Sanshi's appearance.
He looked carefully, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said: "Ding Jianxian's injuries seem to have recovered a lot, but don't forget the naval battle agreement. I have spoken to you first, so don't interfere.
Fight in the ring today. "
Ding Sanshi said every word: "But, you have gone too far."
Zhu Bishi sneered and said: "It seems that you haven't figured out the true meaning of the agreement that day... Ding Jianxian, I will give you three breaths to retreat, otherwise, the agreement that day will be invalid."
Ding Sanshi raised his eyebrows and became angry.
Sudden-
Boom!
Another figure landed heavily on the ring.
It's Chu Hen.
This middle-aged man stood beside Ding Sanshi.
When he stretched out his arms, his sleeves were shattered, revealing a pair of Pegasus meteor arms that glowed with pale golden light in the sun. The unique metallic texture and perfect streamlined undulations made these arms, which had been forged and refined by Yang Chenzhou countless times, It gives off a unique visual impact.
boom!
Chu Hen raised his hand and punched the sky.
A translucent fist mark visible to the naked eye struck directly in the void, punching a fist more than 40 meters long and bursting into the vacuum. It was like a crack in the void had been opened by a pear, and it had not healed for a long time.
"If it's invalid, it's invalid. Whoever is afraid of whom should come and fight."
Chu Hen roared like a wild lion.
The power of the Grandmaster swept out.
In an instant, Li Qingxuan, Shen Zhijie, teachers from major colleges and universities in the city, and countless other people who were familiar with Chu Hen could not help but feel wildly shocked and horrified.
Grandmaster
Turns out to be a grandmaster
This guy who lost his arms, instead of sinking, rose up against the odds and actually entered the Grandmaster realm
How can this be
A martial arts master unexpectedly appeared in the Third Junior College.
This is a super explosive event.
The college structure in Yunmeng City may have to be completely rewritten.
However, just when everyone was still in shock—
boom!
boom!
Two more powerful breaths erupted in the crowd.
Whizzing!
Liu Qihai and Pan Weimin appeared beside Chu Hen almost unanimously.
The two of them breathed out.
The former is the pinnacle of the ninth level great martial artist.
The latter is a first-level martial arts master.
The profound energy fluctuates like a stormy sea, radiating out in circles.
At this moment, many martial arts masters were really frightened.
Li Qingxuan couldn't believe his eyes.
Like him, many people who knew the identities of Pan and Liu really thought they were dreaming an absurd and unruly dream.
Why.
Why did these old radishes suddenly regain their second youth without saying a word, and their realms were broken through
From the realm of martial arts master