Two years passed in a flash.
On the ring, a man was dying, his whole body was covered with sword wounds, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.
The paramedics rushed on stage and carried him away.
After stepping down from the ring, there was a hint of sharpness in the corners of Yu Sheng's eyes. He put away the iron sword in his hand, and the gamblers around him tore up the betting tickets in their hands one by one.
In the past two years, Yu Sheng has become a frequent visitor to the Paradise Tower, with both deep and deep regrets, but recently he has been preparing to leave this place.
"Is there another match in a week? Who will be the opponent?" Yu Sheng asked as he left the venue.
Zhao Xiaodong on the side quickly took the information and said: "It's Feilong, the person you fought for the first time. He is also a martial artist. Here is his detailed information." Zhao Xiaodong handed the information to Yu Sheng, but Yu Sheng only took a look at it and didn't know much about it.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles with no danger of defeat!
However, his purpose is to train himself. The more he knows, the higher his chances of winning in battle, but the effect of training will be weakened a lot.
After returning to the Paradise Hotel, Yu Sheng didn't say a word and started practicing continuously as soon as he got back.
Zhao Yan walked out of the room and said in disbelief, "Practicing again!"
At this time, Zhao Yan had already established her foundation. On the one hand, it was because Zhao Xiaodong earned some money by helping Yu Sheng, and on the other hand, it was because of Yu Sheng's influence that she also became a cultivation maniac.
He who keeps company with vermilion will become red, and he who keeps company with ink will become black!
Zhao Xiaodong on the side nodded, sighed and said: "Yeah, that's right. I found a house in the Magic City. The last incident is over. I'll take you there in a few days."
"Why are you looking for a house in Shanghai?" Zhao Yan asked with some confusion.
Zhao Xiaodong sighed, looked at Zhao Yan and said, "There is no opponent in Paradise anymore. I guess after we defeat Feilong, Ben Gong will leave. We will be useless then."
"Are you leaving?" Zhao Yan's face obviously jumped.
The two walked into the room, only to see Zhao Xiaodong nodded and said regretfully: "That's true! There have been fewer battles recently, and the benefactor wants to challenge masters who are capable of defeating him. But such masters are becoming fewer and fewer, especially after reaching the 25th floor. Sometimes you can only meet one after ten days or half a month. Now it takes so long to wait on the 26th floor, so it will take even longer on the 27th floor!"
"Oh..." Zhao Yan lowered her head silently.
Zhao Xiaodong sighed, patted his little sister's shoulder gently, and consoled her: "Don't think too much. He and we are from two different worlds."
"I didn't think much about it!" Zhao Yan said repeatedly.
However, as a brother who grew up together, how could Zhao Xiaodong not know the little thoughts in his sister's heart? He shook his head and said, "Find an opportunity. Don't let yourself regret it!"
“Brother…” Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Xiaodong with a blushing face.
I saw Zhao Xiaodong turned around and walked out of the room.
In the room, shadows of trees were coming towards Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng kept striking with his sword, but none of the swords could penetrate his body.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the attack stopped and the iron sword collapsed. Xiao Zi looked at the broken iron sword and said, "Master, this sword can no longer sustain your normal practice. It breaks every few days. Change it to a better quality sword!"
"It's time to change the sword. Let's talk about it after we defeat Feilong!" Yu Sheng nodded, and the sword in his hand flashed, and a brand new iron sword appeared in his hand.
Start practicing again, repeat, repeat, repeat again. This is what he has been doing in the past few years.
Turning everything into swordsmanship, he integrated all the sword moves and sword intent he had learned in a short period of time and cultivated the current three styles and one realm.
With the iron sword in his hand, he can fight even a tiger-level master for the rest of his life.
…
Wow!
Accompanied by a burst of shouting, the crowd on the 26th floor of the Paradise Tower was filled with excitement.
The host Gao Sheng explained, "Welcome everyone to the 26th floor of the Paradise Tower. Today is a great day. Yu Sheng, known as the Ghost Swordsman, is fighting against Iron Wall Fei Long. Both of them are frequent visitors to the Paradise Tower. Yu Sheng used his sword skills to fight and lose repeatedly from the bottom floor, and fought and lost repeatedly, and fought and lost layer by layer from the first floor to the 26th floor. On the other side is Iron Wall Fei Long, who has an undefeated legend. So far, no one has defeated him. How fierce the battle will be tonight, let us wait and see."
As the commentary ended, the camp instantly split into two factions.
"The rest of my life, the rest of my life, the rest of my life..."
"Feilong, Feilong, Feilong..."
The atmosphere at the scene has been heated up, and everyone is extremely excited holding the gambling tickets in their hands. These people are all rich and powerful.
Only high-level, passionate battles can satisfy the perversion in their hearts.
There is another reason why tonight's event is attracting so much attention, and that is the competition between warriors.
That’s right, the battles between warriors in the Paradise Tower have always been bloody.
Blood, blood, blood, this is why these people cheered.
The host suddenly shouted, "Now, let's welcome Iron Wall Feilong to the stage."
Compared to two years ago, Tiebi Feilong seems to have become a lot fatter. He used to weigh at most 700 to 800 kilograms, but now it looks like he weighs at least 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms, just like a meatball.
Looking at Yu Sheng, in two years, he has grown from sixteen to eighteen years old. His body has grown a lot, but what is even more surprising is that his temperament has also improved a lot.
"I haven't seen you for two years, and you're completely different!" On the ring, Fei Long looked at Yu Sheng and said with an excited smile on his face.
Seeing him like this, Yu Sheng smiled and said, "Are you waiting for me!?"
"Indeed! It's rare to find an opponent! Especially such an interesting opponent like you. I hope you won't let me down." Feilong picked up two huge maces and said lightly.
Above the arena, a barrier rose.
"start!"
With a loud shout from the referee off the field, Yu Sheng and Fei Long were the only ones left on the field.
The two were only thirty meters apart, which was not very far for either of them.
Seeing that Yu Sheng had no intention of attacking, Fei Long frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you going to attack?"
Slowly taking out the iron sword, Yu Sheng looked at Fei Long and said unceremoniously: "I should be the one saying this. Aren't you going to attack me? If I attack, you won't stand a chance!"
"Iron Sword!?" Frowning slightly, Fei Long snorted coldly and said, "You are planning to fight me with this broken sword, boy, you are too arrogant!"
Waving the iron sword in his hand, Yu Sheng asked, "Then what kind of sword do you think I should use to fight you?"
(End of this chapter)