Bang Bang Bang!!

There was applause all around, and there was a constant stream of applause.

Needless to say, this is a compliment for Song Yuntian, and everyone seems to have forgotten that there is still an empty victory on the lake embankment like a chicken in soup.

Kong Sheng glanced around at the people who applauded around him, and found that even Murong Xue was patting his slender hand like mutton fat jade, and for a moment, he trembled with anger.

It's not tension, it's not fear, it's resentment, it's anger.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, and gradually, his body returned to normal, and then he closed his eyes and remembered the words of the first day of the war.

"If I don't beat you in thirty rounds, even if I lose!"

As soon as he thought of this, he was so ashamed and angry that his body couldn't help but tremble again, he couldn't stay here anymore, and he could only be mercilessly ridiculed if he stayed.

Sokatsu turned around and sped towards the lake embankment in the distance, quickly leaving the place.

Looking at Kong Sheng's distant figure, Song Yuntian sighed, he knew that there was already a grudge between him and Kong Sheng.

"Brother Yuntian, don't care, plant cause and effect, everything is his own fault, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Tang Chen patted Song Yuntian on the shoulder: "You should gain a lot from this battle!

"Thank you, Brother Tang!" Song Yuntian bowed his hand slightly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to think about the battle situation just now.

At this time, everyone's eyes converged on Song Yuntian's body, all of them were in admiration.

Song Yuntian's cultivation is not high, but through the battle just now, no one thinks that he is a weak person anymore.

Many people know that Song Yuntian is stronger than most of the people present, and he has the strength to fight beyond the level, which is a commendable thing.

"Everyone!"

Murong Xue withdrew her gaze from Song Yuntian, stood up, and glanced around at everyone: "The battle just now was really exciting, and the little woman benefited a lot, this is the most exciting scene in the few cross-level battles that the little woman has ever seen!"

"Yes!

"You must know that it is very difficult for a person like me to fight in the Martial Arts Realm of the King Realm. ”

"That's right..."

…….

Everyone was gossiping and talking, all of which were praises for Song Yuntian.

At this time, Murong Xue's voice sounded again: "Here is the thirteenth battle of the competition, which two will serve it for everyone?"

After Murong Xue finished speaking, she did not return to her seat, but looked around at the young people in the pavilion to see how everyone performed.

The wonderful presentation of the last game made everyone dare not play and inspected each other.

Murong Xue was slightly disappointed, and sighed secretly in her heart, at this moment, a black figure rose up in the air, drawing phantom shadows in mid-air, and landed on the rockery.

"In the lower section of Wanshan, who came to teach?"

This person is the purple-clothed young man who had a dispute with Kong Cheng before.

At this time, he sat cross-legged on the rockery, took out an extremely exquisite guqin from the Qiankun ring, put it on his knees, and looked around at the young people in the pavilion with sharp eyes.

"Hehe, no one dares to come up to fight?"

Duan Wanshan's eyes gradually showed contempt, and his gaze swept over the people on the field, stopping at the five of them.

Of these five people, except for Murong Xue, the other four were all slightly noticed by Tang Chen before.

"Oh, that's a disappointment!"

Duan Wanshan sighed slightly, his voice seemed to be extremely weak.

But everyone on the field heard it, and it was a disdain.

Almost all of them lowered their heads, a little embarrassed to face it.

At this moment, a sharp edge flashed, and the monstrous battle intent and sword intent swept away, and the target was Duan Wanshan.

I saw that in the third pavilion to the left of the pavilion where Tang Chen was, the plainly dressed blue-clothed young man with his eyes squinted opened his eyes, slowly got up, and walked towards the outside of the pavilion, the whole person was like a treasure knife out of the sheath, very domineering.

The young man in blue tread the water and stood on the rockery opposite Duan Wanshan in an instant. His figure was not fancy, but it was very fast, Tang Chen saw it in his eyes and nodded secretly.

"Who is this man?"

"This person is very strong, he should be a rookie from other cities!"

"Never heard of this person!"

"I seem to have seen this man fight!"

……

"This person is good, he is domineering in his sword skills, but he is not lacking in sharpness, and he seems to have some comprehension in the way of swords!" Tang Chen looked at the young man in blue and said lightly.

"It seems that it's the same as you and me, not very famous!" Tang Gun grinned, his eyes aimed at Murong Xue: "This talent is about to catch up with Song Yuntian, almost like that girl!"

"Murong Xue should be one point better than him!" Tang Chen also glanced at Murong Xue.

At this time, Nian Cang walked over and arched his hand at Tang Chen and Tang Gun: "Two, disturb!"

"Brother Nian doesn't have to be polite, sit!" Tang Chen pointed to the chair beside Tang Gun: "I don't know what Brother Nian means by coming here?"

Nian Cang seemed to be a little restrained, calmed down a little, and looked at Tang Chen and Tang Gun: "The two of you are super strong, and you must have extraordinary insights in martial arts, and you are here to learn!"

"Haha! Brother Nian laughed, our brothers are talking nonsense here, we can't take it seriously!" Tang Gun looked at Nian Cang and said with a smile: "However, if Brother Nian is fine, let's chat and pass the time!"

Nian Cang glanced at Tang Chen, saw the smile on the other party's face, and was overjoyed, and arched his hand: "I'm bothered!"

"It's okay!" the two waved their hands.

Tang Chen looked at the blue-clothed young man in the distance: "Brother Nian, do you know this person?"

Nian Cang followed Tang Chen's gaze and stopped at the blue-clothed young man: "This person's name is Yuan Tianpo, and he may be a descendant of the Yuan clan of the Great Yuan Dynasty! Some time ago, I happened to watch him fight, he was extremely fast and experienced! He is a strong enemy!"

"Oh, the Yuan clan is another powerful force!" Tang Chen paused slightly and sighed lightly.

"The Yuan clan is very mysterious, few juniors go out, and I have never heard of a master appearing before!" Nian Cang stared at Yuan Tianpo and said softly.

Tang Chen nodded, did not answer, and stared at the two figures in the distance.

When Duan Wanshan saw Yuan Tianpo on the field, he put away his previous contemptuous eyes, and his expression was slightly condensed: "Your Excellency?"

"Yuan Tianpo!"

The young man in blue spoke firmly, his voice was loud, and even his words were full of knife intent.

"Please!" Duan Wanshan's eyes condensed slightly, he took a deep breath, and waved his right hand.

"Please!"

Yuan Tianpo also returned the courtesy, his right hand touched the Qiankun Ring, and a long knife with a strange shape appeared in his hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in Tang Chen's eyes, this is a superb spiritual weapon.

After a breath, the sound of the piano sounded, like a slight ripple, slowly wavering, gradually, turning into a monstrous wave, surging.

Seeing this, Tang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is a rare exercise.

It's sonic exercises!

(End of chapter)