In the face of the opponent's aggressive momentum, Yuan Zhao's face was like water, and when the sword blade rushed to the front door, he lightly dodged to the side, dodging this deadly attack. As soon as I was nervous, I made another mistake and began to shake the arm of the old man sitting next to me: "You said he wouldn't be hurt, right? The opponent is so fierce..."The old man was very calm: "No, you can rest assured, it's just a martial arts competition, no one wants to settle a grudge, and besides, the referees in the audience are not vegetarians, as long as they say they stop, the party that continues to do it will be immediately removed." "Oh, I see, my beating heart has finally leveled off.

"Good boy, look where you are hiding!" A move was in the air, An Yitian, who was annoyed and angry, turned around and pounced on Yuan Zhao again, and the tricks he used were faster and faster than one move, not giving Yuan Zhao a chance to make a move at all, Yuan Zhao could only use his sword to block his attacks again and again. The old man shook his head and sighed, "The swordsmanship is good, but the brute force alone is useless, but the internal force is useless, but it's a pity." "Six, five, four, three...", the referee's words reminded me that there were not many tricks left for the two of them.

"Boy, if it's a master, you'll fight with me! It's not the ability to drag it to the violation!" "One!" Yuan Zhao and the referee shouted at the same time, attracting all the attention of the onlookers to the south ring, a long sword suddenly slashed in front of him, An Yitian stood in place, Yuan Zhao's sword was only a millimeter away from his face. Yuan Zhao's unexpected blow made everyone at the scene stunned.

"Attack the win!" the referee's verdict detonated the atmosphere of the scene. "Good!" "It's amazing!" The onlookers all praised Yuan Zhao. An Yitian got off the stage dejectedly, and Yuan Zhao waved his hand playfully at me when he stepped down. "In master duels, the victory or defeat is often in a thought, and it can be seen that this kid still has reservations. The old man slowly commented on Yuan Zhao.

"No. 11 guard!" After a while, Yuan Zhao waited for the opportunity to guard, and I jumped and waved at him, which naturally brought a "rain of bullets" from the people behind me. I calmly took off the banana peel on top of my head and asked the old man, "Hey, old man, what do you think of my friend?" The old man spoke, but his eyes did not take off the ring for a moment.

Relaxed and happy!Yuan Zhao easily knocked down the previous few attacking contestants, obviously Yuan Zhao's performance won the applause of the audience, and many girls have begun to discuss the situation of Yuan Zhao, who seems to be a weak scholar, and it seems that by the time of the next posterity conference, Yuan Zhao will definitely become the idol sought after by the girls.

I held my cheeks with my hands, staring at Yuan Zhao's figure on the stage, and suddenly remembered that night, I watched him practice sword in the Zhongnan Mountain martial arts arena, still so chic, still so elegant, I suddenly felt warm in my heart, and a different kind of feeling for Yuan Zhao came to my heart...

"No. 9, Chutian Song Crown!" Just as I was thinking wildly, the referee's loud voice came from under the ring in the west, and I followed the prestige, only to see a young man in white standing on the ring, holding a sword upside down, and handsomely making a fist gesture to the crowd of onlookers, causing a girl's scream from the audience. "That's Chu Tiange, it's amazing, it's the championship again this year. "Well, I guess he has to be the top spot this year. "Bang Bang-" Somehow, Yuan Zhao suddenly became very angry, completely different from the gentle and elegant just now, obviously his opponent only had the ability to parry, but he still used all his strength to make a move, the two long swords made a sharp sound, Chu Tiange glanced at him, a light smile rose at the corner of his mouth, jumped up, and jumped off the stage.

The competition in the west has ended early, and then, the attention of the whole audience is focused on the south stand, and whether Yuan Zhao can successfully win the championship after Chu Tiange has become a topic of discussion for everyone. "Boy, you try to play another trick!" "Unconsciously, it was An Yitian's turn to attack again, the enemy was very red when he saw each other, looking at his resentful eyes, An Yitian couldn't wait to swallow Yuan Zhao alive, just like the previous game, Yuan Zhao still used defensive parries to parry the opponent's fierce attack, could it be that Yuan Zhao is going to do the game again?

"His footwork is messed up..."The old man, who had been ignoring Yuan Zhao's love before, suddenly muttered a sentence at this moment, and his two eyes widened, staring at the competition on the stage. Is he talking about Yuan Zhao? Impossible, Yuan Zhao is very steady! I looked at An Yitian on the other side again, and realized that the old man was talking about him, and I saw that although he was still on the offensive, his steps had staggered, and a few traces of panic flashed in his eyes. What's wrong with him?