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The breath is dusty, like a god!

Off-the-field, the woman who originally admired Ximen Leng to the point of throwing herself to the ground turned her eyes away from Ximen Leng at this moment, and landed in the air, Yang Qian's body.

"So handsome......"

The women cried out. They all dreamed of being held in their arms by Yang Qian, and then flew into the air, swimming in the mountains and rivers of the mainland, and seeing the world of flowers.

Offstage, City Lord Ye Bing, and the two elders beside him all looked at Yang Qian strangely.

The admiration in their eyes is undisguised.

And Geng Liang, the head of the Geng family, and Ximen Leng's father, Ximen Jiajian, had very different faces.

Ximen Jian looked at his son, and then at Yang Qian in the air, worried.

And Geng Liang looked like he was watching a good show, gloating. Seeing Ximen Jian's solemn expression and worried, Geng Liang said: "Brother Ximen, it seems that your son has met an opponent, I always thought that your son would win the championship, but now it seems that the situation is not optimistic!" ”

Ximen Jian was naturally able to hear the meaning of Geng Liang's words.

It's just that Simon Jian didn't pay attention to it.

Because, what he really cares about is not whether Ximen Leng can win the championship today. It's about whether the big thing he has been planning for a long time can go well.

"This guy is getting more and more incomprehensible." Ximen stared coldly at Yang Qian in the air.

Now Yang Qian can resist the rain and snow, and he is in mid-air, which is very unfavorable to Ximen Leng.

And Yang Qian also saw this, his big mouth opened, and suddenly the blazing flame of the egg spewed out from his mouth, sweeping straight towards Ximen Leng.

The fiery breath seemed to melt together, forcing Simon to flee in embarrassment.

Yang Qian saw the opportunity, and the angry sword trick was instantaneous!

Thousands of sword rains overwhelmingly shrouded the west gate.

And at this moment, a touch of purple flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, the west gate was cold, and the surrounding space instantly froze, and he couldn't move.

Sonorous and sonorous......

Ten thousand swords fell, if it weren't for Ximen Leng releasing the spiritual power barrier in advance, he might have been shot into a sieve at this moment.

But even so, when the main sword pointed at the heavenly sword and shot down, the spiritual power barrier completely collapsed with a click.

Fortunately, the space confinement just disappeared, and Ximen Leng was able to dodge.

When his figure dodged away, there was a boom, and the Pointing Heaven Sword fell to the ground!

Plunged deep into the ground, reaching the hilt of the sword.

If he is shot, Simon Leng will be nailed to the ground!

Simon shivered all over his body, and his heart palpitated.

When Ximen Leng was secretly rejoicing, he suddenly felt his body sink, and a terrifying pressure came like a mountain, making him unable to move at all.

After his body sank, his neck was cold, and a long sword was already on his neck.

"You've lost." Yang Qian's cold voice sounded behind him.

Simon Leng's face changed.

Although he didn't want to admit that he was defeated by Yang Qian, he was suppressed by the heavy pressure at the moment and couldn't move at all.

As long as Yang Qian is willing, he can take his life at any time.

So, he had to admit that he lost.

Although he admitted it in his heart, he said: "This time, you are lucky." ”

Yang Qian just snorted coldly, but did not answer.

It turned out that when the angry sword trick was blasted down, Yang Qian saw the opportunity and went around behind Ximen Leng. After the space-time confinement disappeared, Ximen Leng dodged, while Yang Qian directly added layers to the millennium three times, reaching the limit level that Yang Qian could currently reach.

In this way, Ximen Leng can only be slaughtered by him!

Martial arts fourfold, defeated martial arts eightfold!

There was silence in the audience at first!

Then the shouts erupted like a volcano!

City Lord Ye Cheng and the two elders beside him stood up one after another.

Ximen Leng ranked first among the young generation of West Night City, and even Ye Bing thought that the final champion was none other than Ximen Leng, but he didn't expect that he would kill a strong dark horse!

The competition set up for the purpose of selecting talents, such a result is undoubtedly what Ye Bing hopes to see the most.

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Voices!

In the crowd, the group of gamblers was completely dumbfounded.

At this time, Qian Duoduo was frantically plundering money, and his 1,000 taels of silver had multiplied fivefold!

It was five thousand taels!

Immediately made countless people's eyes red!

And the dealer was beating his chest and stunning, and he was heartbroken. Seeing the silver in his hand fall into Qian Duoduo's hands, he couldn't wait to slap himself to death!

The competition in West Night City ended perfectly, and the city lord Ye Bing took the stage to speak.

Ye Bing was very satisfied with the results of the comparison test, and after a speech, it was time for the award ceremony.

At this time, a mysterious person wearing a black hat silently blended into the crowd, and at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, like a ghost, quietly approached the two elders who were guarding Ye Bing's side.

However, the two elders did not notice it in the slightest.

The city lord Ye Bing mobilized the atmosphere of the scene to the extreme, and then the participants in the final round of competition came to the stage one after another.

Ye Bing, the contestants who can enter the final round of the competition, are very important, so no matter whether the last round of the contestants succeeds or fails, the City Lord's Mansion has prepared corresponding rewards for them.

Except for Yang Qian and Ximen Leng, the rest of the people who received the rewards all stepped down one after another.

At this time, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Ye Bing glanced at Yang Qian and Ximen Leng with a flash of meaning in his eyes.

Over the years, Ye Bing, the city lord, has not been worried.

The two major families of the Ximen family and the Geng family are becoming more and more prosperous, and Ye Bing should be happy, because the prosperity of these two families means that they are well governed, and West Night City is developing in a good direction.

But Ye Bing didn't have the slightest relief and joy, but was a little more worried.

With the growth of the two families, the status of the two families in West Night City has been on an equal footing with the City Lord's Mansion. On top of some major decisions, the two families have a vague hint of wanting to get involved.

Especially in the past year, Ye Bing has noticed that Ximen Jian is a little impatient and wants to replace him.

Keep him awake at night, tossing and turning.

In order to consolidate his dominance in West Night City, Ye Bing adopted various means. Even the preparation for this competition, as rumored outside, is indeed for the selection of talents.

The reason for the selection of good talents is the increasing pressure from the two major families of the Ximen family and the Geng family.

Ximen Leng is talented in martial arts, and in a few years, Ximen Leng will grow up. At that time, the city lord's mansion Kenneng really had no way to compete with the Ximen family anymore.

And Yang Qian's victory this time finally gave Ye Bing hope.

Ye Bing slowly walked to Ximen Leng and took a bag full of spirit crystals from the girl on the side.

It contained fifty pieces of amethyst.

"Congratulations, you are the pride of the Simon family, and even more so the pride of the West Night City." Ye Bing handed the spirit crystal to Ximen Leng.

Ximen Leng slowly stretched out his hand to take it.

It could be seen from Simon's cold and indifferent expression that he really didn't have much respect for the city lord of West Night City.

Ximen Leng didn't say even half a word, but just stretched out his hand.

However, just as Ximen Leng's palm touched the bag, a cold aura suddenly came out from Ximen Leng's palm.

In an instant, a solid layer of ice froze Ye Bing's hands.

Ye Bing didn't have time to react, only to hear a whoosh, and a sleeve arrow was shot out quickly from Ximen's cold sleeve.

Shoot at Ye Bing's heart at a speed that is indistinguishable to the naked eye!

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