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At this time, the host came on stage again and said:
"The audience and warriors present, the first game is over. Did you enjoy watching it?"
Qiu Qiancun invited the host from nowhere, and he was quite good at livening up the atmosphere.
The main purpose of this martial arts conference is to cultivate new martial arts forces, and even the hosting style of the host has become younger. This guy used to host entertainment programs.
"Not enough, not enough!"
The audience in the audience roared in response, and the atmosphere was once very lively. The atmosphere of the serious World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference also became a little more relaxed.
For warriors, the most exciting competition is the competition with real swords and real guns. Ye Ling'er relied on her powerful martial arts conception and tyrannical bloodline to win. For some people, it was simply not satisfying enough.
"Haha, like everyone present, I am not satisfied with watching it, because the two people just did not fight at all."
The host also laughed, then changed the topic and said:
"However, our martial arts conference has just begun. There are still many games left. I believe that the follow-up will be more and more exciting. Let's start the second game."
¡°Please invite both opponents of the second game to make a grand appearance!!!¡±
Accompanied by heavy metal music, the contestants of the second game also made a grand appearance.
This time, one of the people who came on stage was from the Black Tiger Hall, and the other was from the Changle Gang.
There is not much difference in strength between these two people. After the game started, the fight between the two was quite fierce. For a while, it was really impossible to tell the winner.
Soon, the third game began.
The host seemed to be looking forward to the third game too. His eyes lit up and he said:
"Gentlemen and ladies, next is the second group match, between Yan Buqiu, who is second in the odds rankings, and Kong Zhenhua, who is known as the magic sword general!"
"Ouch!"
Hearing what the host said, most people howled again.
"Ye Ling'er, the ancient clan with the highest odds, won without a fight. It doesn't matter. After all, a person's name is like a tree's shadow. Ye Ling'er is from the ancient clan."
"But Yan Bujie is from the Dragon Slayer Gang, a small gang, and he is ranked second. How will this guy behave?"
In fact, there are only a few people that everyone is looking forward to the most.
¡°One is Ye Ling¡¯er, the other is Henry Zhang, and the third one is Yan Buxiang.
To be honest, in this world's best martial arts conference, Xiao Yang and Yan Buxiu secretly have a competitive relationship.
Because without Yan Bujie, Henry Zhang would be the most dazzling young man in the entire conference and the person with the most imagination.
Now Yan Bujie has appeared again, so everyone is looking forward to the performance of these two people.
Soon, Yan Buxiu and the magic sword general Kong Zhenhua appeared on the stage.
Yan Bujie appeared first. He was still wearing a mask and a black windbreaker. He looked mysterious. Only his eyes reminded people of poisonous snakes from time to time.
¡°Yan Bujie!!¡±
"Whether you are capable or not depends on your performance in this game."
"Don't let your hair fall off your plate."
"Hahaha, that's right. It's not easy for someone from a small sect to come out."
As soon as this guy showed up, he attracted a lot of attention.
Even Qiu Qiancun in the VIP area leaned forward subconsciously and began to observe this guy.
Faced with all this, Yan Buxiu didn't have any trouble at all. He just stepped to the competition ground, nonchalantly, not in a hurry.
At the same time, the magic sword general Kong Zhenhua also appeared. He did not cause any sensation, after all, his reputation was not obvious.
Normally, if a strong man in the realm of cultivation appears in front of you, you will definitely be shocked, but don¡¯t forget, this is the world¡¯s best martial arts conference.
There are probably more than a hundred such strong people participating and not participating in the competition, so everyone only looks at their strength and attention.
"Why is Yan Buxiu wearing a mask? Could it be that he is pockmarked, or is his face disfigured?"
Among the crowd of seven fairies, the second disciple Guo Shuyao started to chatter.
Where there are chickens, there is a lot of manure, and where there are women, there is a lot of talk. Women¡¯s attention will always fall on men.
"Who knows, maybe he's a handsome guy."
The fourth disciple Kong Ruiling chuckled and said:"Second senior sister, what's the matter? If he is a handsome guy, would you like to introduce him to you?"
Guo Shuyao looked blank at the other party and said:
"You little prodigal, are you still sober from drinking wine last night? Don't talk nonsense."
The seventh disciple Zhao Panpan said with some yearning:
¡°Perhaps, after winning the championship, we can take off the mask and have a surprise on the spot?¡±
"What nonsense are you talking about? This championship belongs to the master, slap the mouth." Senior Sister Lan Zi scolded her in a cold voice.
Zhao Panpan realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly hit himself twice.
Yan turned around endlessly and glanced at the audience. When he saw Henry Zhang, his pupils shrank slightly.
These stupid people are all asking him why he wears a mask. In fact, it is not because he is afraid of being recognized, because no one knows his identity.
His reason is very simple, that is, he will wait until Henry Zhang is trampled under his feet and the bloody feast begins before he takes off his mask!
¡°The rules of the game have already been said, there is no need to repeat them.¡± The referee came on stage again and said.
"unnecessary."
Both men shook their heads.
"Okay, then I announce that the competition has officially begun!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
The referee waved his hand suddenly and disappeared into the center of the field.
As a result, as soon as the referee finished speaking, Yan Buxi's figure disappeared from the spot.
Under the scorching sun, even his shadow seemed unable to keep up with his movement speed.
It¡¯s really too fast.
In just a blink of an eye, he was already in front of the magic sword general.
Could it be that this guy is actually a strong man in the cultivation realm who is known for his speed?
At this speed, the entire audience, including 90% of the people, would not be able to catch the opponent's shadow.
I¡¯m afraid only a few people like Ye Moxuan, Qiu Qiancun, Shaolin Abbot and others in the VIP area can do it.
Even Henry Zhang was slightly surprised that this guy was faster than himself?
At the same time, the magic sword tightened Kong Zhenhua's fighting nerves, and he instantly began to retreat and dodge.
Although he didn¡¯t see the opponent¡¯s movement trajectory, dodging randomly was better than doing nothing.
????????????????? Almost instantly, he had already drawn out the long sword, and the man and the sword merged into one, opening up his own artistic conception.
The true energy in the whole body surged, and the momentum increased. At that moment, Wu Qilin's shadow could even be seen.
It can be seen that this person is also a master of using knives.
If Wu Qilin survives and comes to the martial arts conference, maybe the two of them will meet each other.
However, Wu Qilin has no chance to come, and Yan Buxiang is not Wu Qilin.
The moment Yan Buxiu took action, the Divine Sword General Kong Zhenhua had no chance! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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