In the arena, the two generations of Shangli Sword God have already started a confrontation.
It's just that the former Sword God is recognized by the world, while the latter Sword God used despicable means to plot against the former's false name.
In addition to those in Liguo, the audience also looked at Wang You in the ring with bad eyes.
When the great swordsman Qin Donglai had the upper hand, he suddenly went crazy, and Wang You won the victory. The organizer and the audience were not fools. Naturally, they could guess that Wang You was behind it.
It's not surprising that Shangliren would do this kind of thing, but it would be strange if they didn't make an out-of-the-box move.
The reason why the organizer and the audience did not take action against these shameless Shangli people is that they have no evidence, and they also know that Wang You's participation is undoubtedly a shameful opportunity for Li Xianjing, who has returned to the arena.
Li Xianjing is the person who has won the position of the number one sword god in the world for three consecutive sword discussions. He convinced all the swordsmen of the three kingdoms of Daxia, Yamaguchi and Shangli with his strength, and won the respect of people in Daxia. The organizer didn't mind, leaving this opportunity to him.
This is the network and face that walks the rivers and lakes. Although Li Xianjing is not good at words and only knows how to practice swordsmanship, his character and swordsmanship will naturally convince some people.
The referee of the organizer announced the news of the start of the game. Li Xianjing looked at Wang You with a wooden face, bowed his hands to him according to the rules, and did not mean to say a word to the prince of his motherland, but Wang You was bowing to him. Halfway through, he suddenly exploded, drawing his sword and rushing towards Li Xianjing, who was bowing his head to him.
The distance of several meters was almost instantaneous due to their strength. Wang You, who came to Li Xianjing, opened his eyes wide, and mercilessly stabbed the back of Li Xianjing's neck with the long sword in his hand.
"mean!"
The crowd scolded, but the referee did not stop it. When he announced the start of the game, the game started. It was the players' self-consciousness to salute and not salute. For example, the Great Swordsman did not mean to salute Wang You. .
But salute is an unspoken rule of mutual respect after all. Wang You broke this rule first, and even sneaked a shot while Li Xianjing saluted him, which was quite shameless.
However, Wang You is a Shangliren, so he doesn't need such things as face. Shangliren has always lived in his own world. Even after using this method, he will struggle in Daxia in the future, but as long as he can win On the Sword Club, after returning to Shangli, there is the capital to brag.
At that time, Shangli Kingdom will definitely not care whether Wang You, the champion, is in the right place. Anyway, if they win, they will bring it over to frantically force it.
The sword is approaching, but Li Xianjing is still not in a hurry. Although he is an honest person, he has already confronted Wang You once. This time, he will not let his guard down again. Out of the scabbard, spewing out from the scabbard, there is also an extremely pure sword energy, which directly swayed Wang You's sneak attack and shook him back a few steps.
"Prince, you really haven't changed at all."
Li Xianjing thought that Bai Qiuran asked him to tell the truth, so he said honestly:
"It's still so shameless, just like you attacked me a few years ago."
"Stop talking nonsense, you're old, you can't do it anymore."
Wang You stabilized his body, the long sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and attacked in the direction of Li Xianjing.
"This sword god position is mine!"
"Where did your self-confidence come from..."
Li Xianjing was very puzzled. He stretched out his hand, and the three-foot long sword behind his back unsheathed and fell into his hand. Then the sword god made a slight touch, and Wang You's offensive completely disappeared.
"The swordsmanship of the Shangli royal family is originally a superior swordsmanship, but His Royal Highness, to fully utilize its power, is not something you can do as you do."
He seized several flaws in Wang You's swordsmanship, and the sword edge stabbed continuously, rubbing Wang You's skin, leaving a few bloodstains on his body in an instant.
"I heard someone say your pre-war speech. You said that you would bring the martial artist group from Shangli Kingdom and win the world's first place in every event that participated in the competition."
Li Xianjing carried one hand behind his back and held the sword in one hand, displaying his swordsmanship as he wished, waving seemingly indiscriminately, but suppressing Wang You to retreat again and again.
"When I listened to your lecture, I thought it was very funny. If you spent your time drinking and having fun in martial arts, then I might still believe it. But Your Royal Highness, your current swordsmanship is really full of flaws. The forehand is weak, the backhand is weak, the footsteps are loose, and the reaction is slow... Are you really not afraid of embarrassing Shangli when you come to participate in the sword discussion meeting like this?"
Wang You was angry in his heart, but in the face of Li Xianjing's absolute suppression, he didn't even have the energy to distract himself. Even when his anger just rose, there were two bloodstains on his face.
Reluctantly holding on, Wang You seized a gap that Li Xianjing deliberately let out, and retreated to the side of the ring. Then he raised his hand, and a piece of white ash was thrown out of his sleeve, trying to blind Li Xianjing's sight.
"foul!"
When the referee of the organizer saw this, he raised his hand and shouted:
"This is a sword-fighting meeting. Except for fists and palms, it is a foul to use other weapons."
"Referee, you misunderstood."
Someone from Shangli Country immediately ran up and explained:
"This is our unique secret recipe of Shangli Kingdom, which can force out the true qi in the human body to form dust to attack the enemy."
The referee tilted his head and looked at the beauty for two seconds, then asked:
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
Shangli quickly shook her head.
"Then you say a jaguar and get out of my way!"
The referee roared and kicked the Shangli from the stand with one kick. His body was full of true energy, and he was actually a master of the real world.
After kicking this beautiful lady away, the referee looked at the old man who was higher up.
"National Division… "
"Don't suspend the game yet, write it down."
The old man stared at the ring and waved his hand:
"After the comparison is over, let's settle things slowly."
"Yes."
On the other side of the arena, Li Xianjing raised his arm when he saw Wang You retreat, blocking the white powder he threw out.
However, a sword light cut through the dust and slashed towards Li Xianjing. The Sword God took a step back, raised his arm, and there was a bloodstain on it.
"you lose."
Wang You rushed out of the dust and slashed at Li Xianjing with his sword.
Li Xianjing parried with his sword, but suddenly felt a numbness in his body.
"You smeared poison on the blade?"
"Hey, I originally wanted the people from the Blood Pleasure Sect to help me, but those idiots seem to be fighting themselves."
Wang Youhe smiled and whispered:
"There is no other way. This prince can only come in person. Li Xianjing, your time has passed. If you are touched by the poison on the blade, you will have to die if you don't die."
"Oh."
Li Xianjing thought for a while, then sighed:
"That can't be helped. I wanted to save you some face, but now, I have to kill you before the poison strikes."
"Varied-"
Before he could be surprised, Li Xianjing raised his hand, and a splendid sword net appeared in front of Wang You.
This was something he had never seen before, nor did Li Xianjing know before, a more inscrutable swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that almost surpassed the knowledge of all martial artists today.
In just a moment, Wang You's eyes were covered with blood.
Li Xianjing had cut countless deep wounds on his face, hands, and body, and the blood from these wounds stained the skirt of Prince Shangli's clothes red.
The wounds were not fatal, but they were all cut at the vital points of the joints. Li Xianjing used his own way to heal his body. Wang You now, it is impossible to raise his sword again.
His heels were also cut open by the Sword God, and when his feet softened, Wang You just fell out of the ring.