In the midst of everyone's discussion and cheers, Chen Qing's side, Mo Fei, as the captain, was the first to play.

When she stood on the field, the host turned her head to look at the other side: "Next, let's invite the first player from the Lin Mu Martial Arts Gym......"

The cheers were louder, but there was silence on the other side, and there was not half a figure.

"Please invite the members of the Linmu Martial Arts Gym to ......," the host shouted again.

But there was still no one over there, and now there was a commotion in the venue, what was wrong with the Lin Mu Martial Arts Hall.

Everyone's eyes looked at the seat of the Lin Mu Martial Arts Hall.

Finally, a figure stood up weakly, a tall young man.

"We ...... Abstain ......," the tall young man said bitterly.

"What?"

The noisy square suddenly fell silent, and everyone choked.

The strength of the Lin Mu Martial Arts Pavilion is obviously stronger than that of the Qingyun Pavilion, so why did he suddenly abstain.

"This player, have you thought it through, is this the decision of your Lin Mu Martial Arts Gym?" the host couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I am the senior brother of the Lin Mu Martial Arts Pavilion, and we abstain. The tall young man said.

"Can you tell us why? So many people who support you are looking forward to your appearance, but your first show is ......," the host asked.

The tall young man bowed to the audience: "I'm sorry everyone, on behalf of the Lin Mu Martial Arts Gym, I apologize to all the fans who support us, today we have to abstain...... Because ......"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the two teammates beside him.

I saw a long-haired man and a tall and thin young man, both of whom were slumped in their seats, raising their hands to cover their faces, and the whole person had no strength to move.

"They...... It has lost its combat effectiveness. The tall young man said.

"Someone is doing it!" someone shouted.

"No, it's not. The tall young man had a bitter face, "This is what we brought on ourselves, and no one has done anything to us......"

With that, he didn't want to say any more, and wanted to turn away.

But the host was not happy: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, but please make it clear that if someone really threatens you and hacks you, our organizers will never sit back and watch this evil force happen!"

"Someone must have attacked them!"

"Siege, must be siege!"

The audience screamed.

"No......" Seeing this, the tall young man knew that he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only blush.

"It's my juniors and disciples' own problems, and they are beaten like this. The other party did not sneak attack, nor did they besiege each other, but they ...... Just slapped twice......"

"We didn't lose unjustly. The tall young man said.

Then, he didn't say more, bowed to the audience again, then nodded to the host, and left the arena with the rest of the people from the Lin Mu Martial Arts Hall and the two junior brothers.

The arena was silent, only the wind whirring.

Two slaps?

Just slapped twice......

Just fan the two contestants of the Lin Mu Martial Arts Hall like that and lose their combat effectiveness?

Everyone wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.

Mo Fei was also slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Chen Qing, and then walked down.

Just when the audience was silent, an audience member suddenly shouted.

"Just outside, there was a fight, I squeezed over to see ......"

"Like...... It seems to be someone from the Lin Mu Martial Arts Pavilion...... I was slapped on the ground and couldn't get up......"

The whole arena was quieter, and everyone's eyes were focused on the whole person.

"Hit his ...... It seems to be ...... The people of Qingyun Pavilion?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts felt like they had been punched hard.

Lin Mu Martial Arts Pavilion and Qingyun Pavilion have been beaten, and they were slapped twice by Qingyun Pavilion?

"Yes, the black hand?" someone asked.

"It doesn't seem to be...... It was Lin Mu Martial Arts Pavilion who asked for it, provoked Qingyun Pavilion, and said that he would let the people of Qingyun Pavilion catch him three punches, and he could leave only after catching him......"

"The result?" the man asked again.

No one answered.

Everyone looked at the backs of the people from the Lin Mu Martial Arts Hall leaving.

Do you need to talk about the result? He said that he wanted someone to catch his three punches, but he didn't even slap him......

The audience began to make a commotion, and everyone looked at the back of Mo Fei walking down, and their hearts were shocked.

Seiunkan ...... When, so powerful?

"I announce that the winner of this year's martial arts hall competition is Qingyun Pavilion!"

In the host's loud announcement, Mo Fei returned to his seat, a little embarrassed and a little silent.

Several people in Qingyun Pavilion didn't speak, sitting quietly in their seats, quietly watching the next game.

The first game ended so easily.

At the same time, across the ocean, the island of Japan.

Inside a typical wooden building on the island of Japan.

The light rain fell on the roof, gathered on the eaves, and fell into beads.

"Moan—"

The sound of a blade breaking through the air suddenly spread.

A Japanese-style narrow knife that cuts from the side, cuts through the air, and cuts through the water droplets.

Cut open all the raindrops that fell from a row of eaves.

Raindrops fall into puddles of water on the ground, splashing ripples.

As for the sheath, a black-clothed man in a black Hijima samurai uniform knelt on one knee, holding the narrow knife in his hand and raising it above his head.

In front of him, there stood an old man with crane hair and a childish face.

The old man nodded, then shook his head again.

"Your sword technique has been passed on by me for seven points, but the sword intent is insufficient, and there is still hesitation. ”

The old man stood by and stretched out his hand to the eaves, but not a drop of rain fell on his hand.

He flipped his hand over and pressed his palm against the puddle on the ground.

And then the whole space froze as well.

A series of raindrops, from the puddles on the ground, actually rose little by little.

The water flows downward, and this law of physics, under his palm, is completely reversed!

A series of raindrops slowly rose and came to the air, and when I looked closely, it was actually a raindrop that had been cut in half.

These raindrops are the same raindrops that were cut by the young man before, and the old man actually sucked up half a drop!

It's not going back in time, it's that his internal strength has been cultivated to the extreme, controlling the raindrops in the air, and separating every drop of raindrops, which is exactly the same as when it fell before!

This terrifying control is only the Great Grandmaster, Hijima Martial God!

Nozomi Sasaki Yunichiro!

"Seventeen raindrops, you are only cutting eleven, and there are six points, and the two halves you cut are of different sizes. ”

This Hijima Valkyrie said leisurely.

"Your sword intent still needs to be condensed. ”

After speaking, he withdrew his hand, and the raindrops in mid-air fell back into the puddle again.

"What the master taught is that. The young man knelt on the ground and touched his head to the ground.

"You are the most talented disciple of my sect, this demon sword cold rain is my saber when I was young, passed on to you, you are my heir, Ozawa Ikong. Sai Yunichiro Sasaki said.

The young man named Ozawa Ikong immediately kowtowed excitedly, and his hands tightly clutched the demon knife in his hand Leng Yu.

"But the cold knife ......," Ozawa Ikong raised his head and hesitated a little.

"That's why you don't have enough sword intent, you think too much about others. Sasaki Xiyunichiro said, "You are the most talented disciple of my disciple, he is the hardest disciple of my disciple, his realm cultivation is not as good as yours, but his sword intent is more than one step better than you." ”

"His sword can be several meters away from his body, which shows that he is condensed. ”

"He is a supreme sword man, but it's a pity that it's too late to worship my disciples, otherwise, his realm at this time is not below you. ”

Saiunichiro Sasaki said with emotion.

"He wanted to get his hands on it, but I didn't pass it on to him. ”

"Because he is not from my island, there is an old saying in China on the other side, if you are not of my race, you must have different hearts. ”

"Therefore, the only one who got my demon sword and inherited my martial god inheritance is you. ”

"However, after he returns to Huaxia this time to kill the enemy in his heart, his sword intent will only go to the next level, and at that time, he will be your biggest enemy. ”

"Thank you, Master!" said Ozawa kowtowed again.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

The two of them frowned, looked outside, Xing Lengdao broke his arms, walked to the eaves, and fell into the rain.

"Master, I have insulted your martial god prestige. ”

"I ...... Defeated. ”

Sasaki Kiyunichiro's eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on the broken arm of Xing Lengdao.

"Who cut it?"

"Huaxia boy, I'm not as good as him. After Xing Lengdao finished speaking, his head lowered guiltily.

"Come here. ”

Sai Yunichiro Sasaki said, but he couldn't wait to step out, and where he landed, the rain flowed backwards and all retreated.

He uncovered the gauze of Xing Leng's knife wound and looked at it carefully.

Xing Leng's knife wound was revealed, and the rain dripped on it, and he frowned in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat.

"What a fast sword. Sai Yunichiro Sasaki nodded and muttered.

At this moment, a silver sword light floated out from Xing Lengdao's wound.

Slash at Hijima Valkyrie with a sword!

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