Qinglong was defeated, and he was defeated before he even had time to draw his sword in front of this young man.

For a while, in the entire stadium, except for Xu Qiang, everyone was shocked, and they couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.

Gan Fengyu and other witnesses were dumbfounded, and their jaws were about to fall in shock.

That's Qinglong, the eldest disciple of the Sword Demon, who has mastered the true inheritance of the Sword Demon with his swordsmanship, a martial artist who can rank in the top fifty in the assassin ranking in the hot summer, and even a violent ape at the peak of his cultivation qi, can't take three moves under him, how can one move be in the hands of this little-known young man.

Qinglong felt the chill in his throat, and he was already in a cold sweat, he has always been known for his fast sword, and his swordsmanship is fast, but compared to the young man in front of him, his swordsmanship is more than a little slower.

And although the young man in front of him did not have killing intent on his body, his eyes were full of indifference when he looked at him, as if he was looking at a dead thing that could be destroyed at any time.

But this look is even more terrifying, which shows that the young man in front of him has no concept of life at all, and it doesn't make much difference to this young man whether to kill him or not.

"You're a sneak attack."

After An Lin in the stands reacted, he immediately shouted, "The referee hasn't announced the start yet, you make a move, this game can't be counted." ”

An Lin's shouting drew echo from the other companions in the stands, and for a while the shouts for a rematch continued.

Zhao Long sneered, and shouted at An Lin's side of the stands, "It was you who asked us to send people within three minutes, and now our people have gone up, and they said hello before they started, but now they say that we are sneak attacking, do you still want face?" ”

Wang Qing also opened his mouth and shouted at this time, "Isn't this Qinglong a disciple of the Sword Demon?" The assassin list is famous, and he has always been the only one who can sneak up on others, and there are others who sneak up on him, and you find that your skills are not as good as others, so you start to cheat. ”

"Fart......" An Lin was suddenly furious and argued loudly.

For a time, the two stands were-for-tat, each did not give in to each other, and quarreled into a mess.

Qinglong stood in the center of the field, his face was very ugly, he also thought in his heart that Bai Yunfei had taken the lead in the sneak attack, if it was a fair duel, even if Bai Yunfei took out the sword faster than him, he might not have no chance to win.

Several martial arts elders who came to justice also discussed at this time, it stands to reason that the referee did not shout to start, this young man can indeed not be counted, but the current situation is that Qinglong was subdued by this young man's sword, and then there is a danger of death, in a sense, Qinglong is indeed lost in the hands of this young man.

But no matter how they judge now, it is estimated that both sides will not agree, if one is not handled well, today's competition will be completely meaningless.

Just when the other elders were still discussing how to judge what was more reasonable, Gan Fengyu had already stood up on his own, grabbed the microphone, and shouted loudly, "I declare this competition invalid as a notary." ”

"The referee did not announce the start, Qinglong was not ready, and the martial artists of Qingshan City made a sneak attack, which violated the purpose of this competition, and will not be pursued this time, if there is a next time, it will be directly defeated."

Although the other elders were a little dissatisfied with this, Gan Fengyu's identity was there, and they didn't have much to say.

When Zhao Long heard this, he was furious and rushed up, "Just now I shouted that no one went up for three minutes, even if we lost, now our people are up, but you said that Qinglong was not ready." ”

"It's up to you to decide what to do, if that's the case, I don't think you need to fight today, save all your strength to fight with An Ye."

When Zhao Long's words fell, it aroused the echo of many hot-blooded young people in the stands on Mr. Wang's side, and the sound of not playing for a while resounded throughout the stadium.

Gan Fengyu's face remained unchanged, "You said that if you don't fight, you won't fight, who do you think of us old people?" If you really don't want to fight, you can, you will lose today's martial arts fight, let An Ye return to Qingshan City, anyone who dares to stop it is an enemy of us elders and fellow people in the world. ”

"Shameless!"

Zhao Long and the others seemed to have a raging fire burning in their chests at this time, they didn't expect Gan Fengyu to really be shameless to such an extent, and he would be so blatantly biased.

If it was just against an An Ye, Old Man Wang and these people would not be afraid at all, but if these old men came to be fair on the plane, they would definitely lose.

Gan Fengyu also grasped this point and dared to pull the bias so blatantly.

"How do you think about it, do you continue to fight today, or don't you fight?" Gan Fengyu sneered and looked at Old Man Wang and the others.

"Hit!"

Old man Wang and his master made the final decision, An Ye found more than a dozen martial arts elders to testify, do they have a choice? Admitting defeat and letting An Ye, a villain, return to Qingshan City and set off a bloody storm, they can't do it? and these old people and enemies, they simply don't have the confidence to do so.

Therefore, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Since you want to fight, release them immediately." An Lin stood up and shouted, and his eyes looked at Old Man Wang and the others with a little ridicule.

If it was just their father and son, it was indeed impossible to be the opponent of the entire Qingshan City, but now on the surface, it seems that their father and son are determined to tear a hole in Qingshan City, but in fact, what kind of thrust is behind it, only they know it.

"Let go!"

Gan Fengyu snorted coldly at Bai Yunfei in the center of the venue.

But Bai Yunfei turned a deaf ear to this, and the whole person was like a sculpture, without the slightest reaction at all, as if he couldn't hear Gan Fengyu's words at all.

Except for Xu Qiang's orders, he would not listen to anything.

Seeing himself being ignored like this for the first time, Gan Fengyu was immediately furious, "It seems that you are determined to ignore the rules, come on, take down this kid for me." ”

As Gan Fengyu's words fell, the bodyguards around the venue drew their guns one after another, and the swarthy muzzles of their guns were pointed at Bai Yunfei.

"Bai Yunfei, let him go, give him one more chance."

Xu Qiang walked to the front of the stands with a little coldness on his face.

Bai Yunfei didn't speak, took back his sword, took a few steps back, and still looked at Qinglong with an indifferent expression.

Gan Fengyu's face showed contempt, he also thought that this Qingshan City would have a lot of backbone, but it turned out that it was not his own few words that made them have to make concessions.

An Lin also walked to the edge of the stands at this time and shouted at Qinglong, "Qinglong doesn't need to keep his hand, just kill that kid." ”

Qinglong ignored An Lin, his long sword was unsheathed, his expression was solemn, although he didn't think that he would lose to such a teenager in a head-to-head confrontation, but he had to admit that this young man had the strength to be treated with caution.

Both sides of the martial arts fight between the hosts were ready, so they picked up the microphone and announced loudly, "The seventh competition begins." ”