With an order, the entire square suddenly fell silent. Sitting at the front, it is divided into three parts, representing the Ice and Snow Temple, the Divine Dragon Empire and the Faxi Empire. Those sitting in the back are naturally all watchers of the Ice and Snow Temple. Every time the battle for the king is contested, there will be people rushing to come and learn some 'fine' from it, and even more, after watching a few games, they actually broke through.

In the middle is an open space that serves as a venue for the competition. It looks small, only about 30 meters in diameter. Yang Yan felt a little helpless, the most mysterious organization on the top of the hall actually 'made' a competition venue so small. As a result, the evaluation of the Ice and Snow Temple has also decreased a lot again.

On the other side of the playing field, a high platform made of white 'jade' was revealed, and on the stage, a beautiful 'girl' sat on a wide chair. The silver shines, revealing luxury and wealth.

The long black hair slid between the snow-white fingers, coiled into a bun, the silver 'color' 'jade' hairpin pine hairpin rose up, and then ** on the golden step, the long beads trembled and hung down, swaying between the temples. The eyebrows are not described, the skin is white and greasy like fat without powder, the "lips" are sipped, the beauty is like a danguo, the coral chain and the red "jade" bracelet are compared between the wrists, the eye-catching fresh **, the snow-white Luo skirt is as white as the "jade", and then a green "color" ribbon is tied on the willow waist, which suddenly shows the figure of the na, and there are thousands of styles.

The eyes like clear water blinked gently, as if the mind was out of the body, and there was an indescribable 'agitation'. When Yang Yan saw the 'female', the 'female' also happened to look at Yang Yan. The four looked at each other, and both of them had a froze in their eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed.

"Is it her?" Yang Yan sighed in his heart, the 'girl' sitting on the luxurious silver 'colored' chair was not the weak 'girl' who was in the academy's practice room back then-Erin? The melancholy and loss in those eyes back then were still lingering in Yang Yan's mind to this day.

And now, a weak 'girl' has actually transformed into the god master of the Ice God Temple, such deeds, Yang Yan is really like a 'tide' in his heart, and he can't calm down for a long time. Judging from the aura on the 'female' son, at least she is also a sword-honoring figure, or even higher.

Yang Yan shook his head with a wry smile and quickly looked away. sighed softly, and threw the bitterness in his heart out of the clouds.

Erin, Wu Ailin. When she saw Yang Yan, she was also shocked in her heart, the little boy who had made a name for himself in the academy back then had actually broken through to the Sword King in such a short period of time, and he was not an ordinary Sword King. This kind of ** speed, even if it is her, is far from being able to catch up.

As the 'essence' in her eyes disappeared, Wu Ailin's mood also calmed down. Looking at the contestants below, a smile appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared.

After Yang Yan shifted his gaze, he threw himself into the competition camp of the Faxi Empire. Sitting at the front, of course, were Simpson and Jack, the emissary representing the Fassi Empire.

Simpson had a serious face, watching every move around him closely, while Jack had a relaxed face, which was in stark contrast to Simpson. Look left and right, and look at Wu Ailin on the high platform from time to time. The fairy-like appearance had already been imprinted in his mind, and even if he closed his eyes, his face could be reflected one by one.

Behind Simpson, Zintz sat quietly in his chair, expressionless, as if thinking about something. Suddenly turned her head away, and looked at Yang Yan staring at her, she couldn't help but smile slightly, looking a little happy and dazed. Then he cautiously moved his gaze to the side, but saw Wang Xin also following Yang Yan and looking this way. In that clear gaze, there seemed to be a smile of comfort.

For some reason, when he saw Wang Xin, a line of bitterness suddenly appeared in Qingci's heart. couldn't help but cast a faint smile at Wang Xin, and then took his gaze back.

The middle-aged man next to Wu Ailin lowered his head and said a few words to her, she just pursed her lips and nodded slightly, and then the man walked out again. He looked around and said. "This time, the competition for the king will be carried out in turns, as in the past. At the end of the day, the person who wins the most will receive the highest honor, and will have the right to study in the Ice and Snow Temple, and obtain superior swordsmanship. Of course, some adjustments have also been made this time, and those in the second to fifth places will also receive the guidance of the Supreme Elder of the Temple. I hope you don't let yourself down!"

"Now, it will be up to Coles of the Fassi Empire to fight Mo Qi of the Ice Temple. The man then looked back at Wu Ailin, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and roared in a high-pitched voice.

As the voice landed, a figure flew up from outside the platform, holding a black and brown 'color' sword in his hand, calmly looking at the camp of the Fasian Empire. Dressed in snow-white clothes, it is very similar to the surrounding environment, which seems to be a big plus.

In the Faxi Empire, there was a slight movement, and then it suddenly fell silent as a figure flew out. The two shadows stood quietly on the field that was only thirty meters large, standing opposite each other, although the long sword in their hands was not yet set off by the sword qi, it had already emitted a cold light.

As the two of them appeared on the platform, the periphery of the platform suddenly trembled slightly, and then a faint white 'colored' light mask appeared, enveloping the entire platform. Not the slightest thing was left out. And on the high platform, unconsciously, four people and four old people have appeared.

The four old men sat shoulder to shoulder with Wu Ailin, all dressed in snow-white robes, slightly loosely draped over their bodies. His wrinkled face, red and narrowed, with a shallow smile, quietly looked at the field below.

These four people are the Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Ice and Snow Temple, as well as the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder who have just been promoted from the Fourth Elder. The other elders were sitting in the camp of the Ice and Snow Temple, although the five elders were also Sword Venerables, but at this time, they were bodyguards.

And in the arena, the two of them have been fighting hotly, regardless of you and me, many of the people sitting in the outermost audience can only see some light and shadow passing by, and even the figures of the two are difficult to capture, and they can't help but secretly marvel, it seems that the strength of this time the battle for the king is far from being comparable to before.

The constantly flickering ** sword qi came and went, constantly flying past the two of them, and it snorted. Then it hit the light mask again, gently 'wavering' a ripple, and disappeared without a trace. Even the roar has been weakened a lot.

"Lord Song, how long will this game have to be played according to this competition?" Yang Yan on the side carefully watched the changes in the field and asked softly.

"This time, I'm afraid it won't be less than a month. Song Sheng looked around and said lightly. "There are no less than 10 people in the three parties, and everyone has to play once, and each person only has one game per day, so don't worry. ”

"However, this is the territory of the Ice and Snow Temple, if they are a little more biased, wouldn't it be them who will win in the end?" Yang Yan was slightly surprised, and then worried.

"You don't have to worry about that. Song Sheng shook his head and said softly. "Although they often do not do what they know, this battle between kings can be regarded as a fair thing. You see, on the high platform, the old man sitting next to the 'woman' is the great elder here, unfathomable, prestigious, and fair and strict. ”

"In that case, I'm relieved. Yang Yan finally had a little bottom in his heart, and said lightly.

"However, this competition is much better than the previous ones, and the overall strength is much stronger just from the perspective of the participants. Song Sheng said again. "If you work hard, it doesn't look like it's hopeless to finish in the top five. ”

"Oh, does Lord Song have any hints?" Yang Yan was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, a little hint, not much. Song Sheng smiled and said. "I took a look at it, and this time, there are only six people who can threaten you. Look over there, you should be able to see that Sword Venerable. Following the direction of Song Sheng's gaze, what Yang Yan saw was the camp of the Ice and Snow Temple, and next to the Sword Venerable were Lai Bufan and another man. The man was bald, with a round head and a knife-like face, all of which looked capable and 'fine'.

"The people on both sides of the Sword Venerable may become your defeated opponents. Of course, the most important thing is the bald head. Moreover, the thin man behind Jian Zun was not weak. Seeing Yang Yan nodded, Song Sheng continued. Then he looked at the camp of the Fassi Empire and said. "On the side of the Fassi Empire, only the man next to the 'woman' is stronger, so you just need to pay more attention to him. Of course, the person next to Jianzun is not simple, be careful. ”

"He, I know, his name is Elvis, he has 'fought' before, and he is very strong. Yang Yan smiled faintly and then said. "I haven't seen the other person, but what about the other one?"

"The rest of the person is from our Shenlong Empire, called Lin Mu, the one next to you, hehe, you can learn from each other. Song Sheng looked at Wang Xin's side and said with a smile.

Yang Yan turned his head, and then he noticed the seemingly ordinary old man next to Wang Xin, who looked probably not much smaller than Ouyang Huo. But those eyes are 'fine' and bright, and they don't look like an elderly person at all. What's more, at such an age, he still pursues kendo so much, it seems that this dedication alone does not dare to underestimate it.

Suddenly, in the middle of the game, a rumbling explosion sounded, and Yang Yan's eyes were also pulled up, only to see that Na Mo was spitting blood and had fallen to the ground, seeing that he had no strength to fight again. Immediately, the middle-aged man on the high platform stood up. "In the first game, Coles won. Next, there is Elvis from the Fassi Empire to fight Bauer from the Ice and Snow Temple. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the bald head in the camp of the Ice and Snow Temple, his figure flashing, and he appeared in the arena, not holding a sword, but a wide knife. The blade of the knife was shining with a little silver light, and the deep ** sword qi was constantly lingering on it.

"Ahh The entire audience has already been sensational, and the voices of admiration are endless.