When they came to the square, when everyone saw Zhao Yang coming, they all focused their eyes on him.

At this time, Zhao Yang is no longer what it used to be!

Because he is in the middle level of the Psychic Realm, he ranks in the top ten on the list!

This is simply amazing!

Therefore, at this time, everyone looked at him differently!

"Zhao Yang, do you dare to win another game?" said a martial artist.

Zhao Yang turned his head to look and found that it was a martial artist who had been treated by himself, when Zhao Yang went to see him, this kid was lying on the bed and dying, and now, he can already stand outside the arena and watch the duel in the ring!

This guy is very grateful to Zhao Yang, and very much hopes that Zhao Yang can win all the way!

Zhao Yang smiled, but before he could answer, on the other side, a martial artist who had also been helped by Zhao Yang raised his voice and laughed: "Daoist Brother Zhao Yang must create a miracle this time, he originally came to create a miracle!"

"Yes, I think no matter who can become the top of the list this time, they won't be able to steal the limelight from Brother Zhao Yangdao!"

"Even if Brother Zhao Yang stops in the top ten, he will definitely be famous all over the world!"

"He must be famous all over the world, he is only in the middle level of the Psychic Realm, and he can rank in the top ten of the Qingyun List, so next time...... That is, three years later, if he participates as a high-level martial artist in the Psychic Realm, this list leader will definitely be in his Zhao Yang's bag!"

"Yes, for sure!"

"As soon as you say that, the top of the list is decided, will I come next time?"

"Come on, because even if Zhao Yang can't get the top spot, it can't be your ......"

"What, you want to fight?"

"What do you mean? You want to fight? Don't you know what your last name is?"

All of a sudden, the two warriors were tense, and Zhao Yang hurriedly spoke: "Two Dao brothers, you dissipate your anger, there is no need to fight for me!"

At this time, another martial artist said: "Brother Zhaoyang Dao, I found that I want to see you fight now, I really don't know if you can win today." ”

"Let's see who the opponent is, if it's at the level of Hua Rongying, Brother Zhao Yangdao is afraid that he will be in the top five!"

"Yes, a good draw is the first thing!" said another warrior.

At this time, Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel a little strange, he couldn't help but ask: "Draw lots, shouldn't I play against the Blood Dao Martial Artist Zhu Ye? He was the winner of the next battle yesterday." ”

"No!" a martial artist said with a smile: "This time it is not arranged in order according to the previous matchups, but a new draw, and it is not certain who will draw whom." ”

"Oh, there's going to be a new draw. Zhao Yang suddenly said: "I thought that today's first game would be a sword duel......

Yesterday's first victory was won by the kendo warrior Qu Lingfeng, and the second game was won by the sword warrior Song Jinming, Zhao Yang thought that the two of them would face off in the first group today, but he didn't expect that the arrangement of the competition system was not static, and it had been changed to a draw today.

"Brother Zhao Yang, I wish you a good draw and a victory!" said a martial artist.

"Yes, victory!" said several warriors in unison.

Zhao Yang smiled and was about to answer, but heard another martial artist say: "It doesn't matter if you lose, anyway, you are already in the top ten of the Qingyun List, and it is inevitable that you will be famous in the world, and the next time you participate in the Qingyun List as a high-level martial artist in the Psychic Realm, you will definitely come out on top!"

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you lose, you're good enough anyway!" said the other warriors.

At this time, Zhao Yang glanced at Third Uncle Li, and then said to everyone: "Okay, I, Zhao Yang, thank you all here!"

"Go ahead, draw a good lot!" "Uncle Li took Nannan's hand and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go!" After speaking, Zhao Yang separated from Third Uncle Li and walked towards the main hall.

Along the way, Zhao Yang could feel a kind of anticipation from the eyes of some people, and of course, there were also some jealous and disdainful glances.

Some people were jealous of him, Zhao Yang didn't know why, and those disdainful glances were obviously because they weren't optimistic that he would win at all.

Jealousy, indifference, disdain, appreciation, expectation, I have seen your attitude, I will prove it to you, I Zhao Yang will definitely be able to win!

When he was about to walk to the door, Song Qiang, the blind insect dao martial artist, walked to Zhao Yang's side, his eyes flickered, and he whispered mysteriously: "Your opponent today may be Song Jinming." ”

"Song Jinming?" Zhao Yang's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Song Qiang.

"Don't ask me why I know, you're a little prepared anyway. A sharp glint flashed in one of Song Qiang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Help me avenge!"

"Okay, don't worry!" After speaking, Zhao Yang slapped his hand on Song Qiang's shoulder.

Thinking of the cruel words that Song Jinming deliberately said to him yesterday, he chuckled lightly and said, "If it were him, I would definitely help you avenge!"

"Hmm!" Song Qiang nodded.

If he met me, I would definitely chop him with a knife!

When he walked into the main hall, this sentence lingered in Zhao Yang's heart, and his eyes fell on Song Jinming, who was carrying a gilded big knife for the first time.

At this time, Song Jinming heard the sound of footsteps at the entrance of the hall, and subconsciously turned his head, and after seeing Zhao Yang, he looked disdainful.

The contempt in his heart was completely displayed on his face, and it was not concealed at all.

Zhao Yang snorted secretly, wondering in his heart how Song Qiang would know that his opponent today would be Song Jinming?

Soon, hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, as soon as Zhao Yang turned his head, he saw that all the masters led by Liu Zhengfeng, the elder of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, were walking towards the palace gate.

At this time, Zhao Yang stood on the inside of the palace gate, and when he saw this, he stepped aside, and when half of the masters came in, he found that Mo Lunfeng and Bai Hetian both glanced at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang looked at them and found that their eyes were clearly full of expectations, and at this moment, Zhao Yang's heart was full of courage and pride!

Soon, all the masters sat down on the chairs on both sides, and Leng Qing'an walked out of the apse with the support of Condensation Frost.

"First of all, I want to congratulate the ten of you on the Qingyun List!" Leng Qing'an stood at the top, looked at the top ten martial artists standing in the hall, and said with a smile.

After listening to Leng Qing'an's words, the ten people standing in the hall, including Zhao Yang, all bowed to Leng Qing'an.

Then, Leng Qing'an sat on the chair and looked at the faces of the ten people one by one, and finally, she fell on Zhao Yang, who was standing at the back.

"The mid-level martial artists of the Psychic Realm can actually rank in the top ten of the Qingyun List, I have to say, this is really a surprise for us!" Leng Qing'an said with a smile.

Hearing Leng Qing'an talking about himself, as soon as Zhao Yang raised his head, he saw the appreciation in Leng Qing'an's eyes.

At the same time, a kind of master present nodded slightly, very much in favor of Leng Qingan's words.

(End of chapter)