On the dragon and tiger platform, neon light and crumbling smoke rose, as if two evil dragons had just trembled here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As the phosgene smoke and dust quickly dispersed and disappeared, all the people in the square widened their eyes and looked at the two people who were fighting opposite each other.

They wanted to see how the recognized waste would eventually die and die, and what kind of attitude would the second young master of the Hong family take to win this suspenseful fierce battle?

Being in the air, Nangong Yi's mouth suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood, staining the three inner canopies of the sky into a miserable one.

Of course, this mouthful of blood was deliberately spurted out by the eldest young master of Nangong himself. In order to hide people's eyes and ears and not be suspected that he could really defeat Hong Jian, Nangong Yi ignored the mouthful of blood.

Anyway, I am physically strong, even in my previous life, I often go to the compulsory blood test. Therefore, this mouthful of blood is simply not worth mentioning for the eldest young master of Nangong.

Nangong Yi screamed miserably, and his body flew back rapidly. Hearing only a muffled sound of "bang", Nangong Yi finally fell heavily to the ground after flying a distance of twenty-three zhang.

At this moment, most of his body was already hanging on the edge of the Dragon and Tiger Stage, and he was just one breath away from falling out of the ring and completely losing the game.

On the other hand, Hong Jian's body slashed through a circle of arcs in the air, and finally fell seven zhang away. Coincidentally, Hong Jian is also the same as Nangong Yi, most of his body is already suspended outside the ring, and he will fall out of the ring with just one breath.

Such an unbelievable result and such a heart-wrenching scene made countless audiences in the square can't help but sweat for the two on stage.

The audience was worried about Hong Jian because they were afraid that he would accidentally roll off the ring and lose the battle. As for Nangong Yi, he was afraid that he would accidentally climb into the ring and win the battle.

"Come on, Hong Jian!"

"Hong Ershao hold on!"

"Brother Sword will win!"

"The swordsman is mighty!"

As a result, a burst of undulating shouts from the audience, after a moment of silence, swept towards the Dragon and Tiger Platform like earth-shattering waves again.

Not only in the square, but even the judges on the judges' bench all opened their eyes wide, staring at the two people hanging in the air, wanting to see who of the two little guys couldn't hold on to fall from the ring first.

According to common sense, Nangong Yi's cultivation was already quite different from Hong Jian's, and when he was shocked away, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. As a result, his odds of winning the battle are almost negligible.

Based on this, whether it is the audience in the square, the judges on the judges' seat, or the referees on the Dragon and Tiger stage, almost everyone can be sure that the final winner of this duel will inevitably be Hong Jian, the second young master of the Hong family.

However, unexpectedly, just after everyone had just affirmed their own opinions, Hong Jian, who was still suspended above the Dragon and Tiger Platform, actually began to move.

Of course, the reason why he moved was not because he had the strength to climb inside, but because his suspended body was too heavy, and his whole body began to pull towards the dragon and tiger stage.

Seeing this situation, the hearts of all the audience instantly rose again, for fear that Hong Jian would really fall out of the ring.

But in the next moment, their heart-wrenching mentality eased a lot in an instant. Because, after Hong Jian's body just began to slide, Nangong Yi's body on the other side also began to slide downward.

In this way, the bodies of the two began to slide against time at the same time, slowly approaching the dragon and tiger stage.

Seeing this scene, some viewers couldn't help but feel suffocated in their hearts, and they really didn't want to see the final scene they didn't want to see. As a result, many viewers turned their faces away and waited for the final dust to settle.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After two dull collisions, this long-awaited competition finally came to an end.

"What's going on? What's going on? Who won the game? Is it Hong Jian, the second young master of the Hong family?"

After hearing the sound of two falls, one in front and one in the back, a spectator hurriedly turned his face and asked a spectator next to him.

"How do I know, I only saw them all falling, but I didn't see who landed first!"

The man next to him said with a depressed face, obviously apprehensive about this battle.

"Sister Wang, do you know who won?"

The man twisted his neck and asked a young woman next to him.

"Hey, don't mention it, I didn't read it just now, it's so worrying!"

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Such a depressing discussion was scattered in the square in an instant. They all asked about the final result of the battle, but almost everyone was happy to open their mouths and shut up.

After all this confusion, the referee standing on the stage finally moved. Only the four of them were closest to the two of them, two on each side.

Now, the two of them fell out of the ring at the same time, and they naturally knew who landed first and who landed later.

The four of them gathered around to discuss, and their faces didn't look very good. After the results were confirmed, the chief referee who was responsible for reading out the final outcome of the game looked around the square and said loudly: "In the fifth round of the battle, the winner of Longtai is the Yan family's Yan Qingwu son." The winner of the Tiger Terrace is ......"

Speaking of this, the chief referee deliberately paused for two breaths, and once again glanced at the square that gradually returned to silence, and then said loudly: "Yin Family Nangong Gongzi!"

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the square. No one could have imagined that a waste who only had the skin refining period would be able to win the Hong Sword with the cultivation of the Neigang period. This is incredible, isn't it? It's incredible, isn't it? It's unreasonable, isn't it? It's too inhuman, isn't it?

For a while, public opinion in the square was full of sighs, all of which were entangled and puzzled by the final result of the game.

"How could that waste win? How could it be?"

"Hey, what the hell is going on? The strength of martial arts is more than a dozen levels apart, and the second young master of the Hong family actually lost, it's really unreasonable!"

"I guess there are definitely ghosts here, if you can't get it, those four referees have actually been bought by the Yin family a long time ago. Otherwise, how could they collectively sentence Hong Jian to lose?"

"No, no, no, that's not very likely. I think that Nangong Yi may have learned some kind of demon art, otherwise, how could Shi Cai hold on to Hong Jian?"

"Witchcraft, you kid can really talk about it! These two guys are obviously engaged in the foundation, you can't even see this!"

"Do you ****** talk about the base? You make it clear to the old lady, who is doing the base? The old lady's idols dare to insult, I think you are tired of living!"

"Hey, hey, Hua Sanniang spare my life, let go of my ears...... Broken ......"

In this way, in a burst of sighs and a burst of depression, the fifth round of the battle ended completely.

"It's really a waste, even a rookie in the acquired realm can't win, it's not even as good as a waste. With such a cultivation, he dares to say that he is a master of the younger generation in Light Curtain City?

In the entrance area of the Yan family, a young man with a gloomy face and a resentful face was gritting his teeth at Hong Jian in the distance. This person is none other than Yan Feng, the third young master of the Yan family who made an appointment with Nangong Yi.

With Hong Jian's defeat, Yan Feng's endless battle intent was aroused in an instant. He wants to defeat Nangong Yi completely, and he only uses one move. Not only to let him lose miserably, but also to let him lose to the point of death.

Dare to argue with Lao Tzu in public, I am really impatient. Since you are in a hurry to die, then Lao Tzu has no choice but to give you a ride.

Yan Feng thought hatefully, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but ooze a cruel smile, like a ghost of hell and the underworld.

According to the assumption, Nangong Yi's goal was achieved as scheduled. That's what he wants, if it looks like he won the game by luck.

Otherwise, it will inevitably attract the curiosity and suspicion of countless people, which is harmful to the current Young Master Nangong.

The reason why this game was won, Young Master Nangong didn't waste a lot of effort. First of all, he had to come up with a mysterious trick of "Invincible Victory over the Heavens", so as to attract everyone's attention while instantly restraining Hong Jian.

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