Yes, the first time the master of the Liang Sect met, he could feel that the things in this person's flying pool were inherently extraordinary, and he was a hero. ”

"This Chen Yang is very ordinary."

"There's a good show to watch, why don't we bet on how long Chen Yang can last in the hands of the master of the Liang Gate?"

"Okay, I'll bet for five minutes."

"Do you think too highly of him? I'll bet three minutes. ”

"Hehe, you still think highly of him, I'll bet a minute....."

When Chen Yang passed by these crowds, he still faintly heard these voices, but he didn't take it to heart, so naturally he wouldn't mind.

On the contrary, the more they look down on themselves, the more excited they become.

Walking out of the crowd, I saw Liang Zifan standing on the right side of the ring, and the position on the left was empty, obviously reserved for them.

Liang Zifan does have the demeanor of a person in the rivers and lakes, although he is an opponent, he still reflects his heroic atmosphere, and he nodded and smiled at Chen Yang, which can be regarded as a greeting.

Chen Yang smiled back at this, but he couldn't reflect the childishness.

"Welcome Chen Yang, the master of the South Gate, and all the friends of the South Gate."

Chen Yang and the others just walked to the left side of the ring and stood up, I don't know when there was more people on the stage, holding the microphone in their hands and saying, which startled Chen Yang.

There were bursts of applause at the scene, and it was not very neat. Chen Yang saw that there were still many people's faces with mockery.

Chen Yang actually didn't understand why they looked down on him, he had never met, did they think they were stronger than themselves? Or do you feel that you are not worthy of being Liang Zifan's opponent and seek your own death?

Whatever the reason, at this point, he naturally wouldn't mind.

On the stage was a middle-aged man, obviously working as a referee or host, holding the microphone and saying: "This battle is a duel between Chen Yang, the owner of the South Gate, and Liang Zifan, the owner of the Qingshan Gate, who was agreed a year ago. ”

"The time is set at two o'clock, and now there are almost ten minutes left before this shocking and exciting showdown, so I will announce the rules."

"That is, there are no rules, except for surrendering and admitting defeat, otherwise you will fight until you can't get up, life and death don't matter, whoever can stand in the ring in the end will be the winner."

"According to the gambling contract, the loser will dissolve his own sect, and the winner will be the king, this is the rule, each of us is a witness, I hope that the person who loses will fulfill the contract, otherwise it will be laughed at by the people in the rivers and lakes."

Chen Yang lowered his head and smiled, but the people in Qingshanmen on the opposite side were all full of energy, full of confidence with their heads held high, and many people made a throat wiping action at Chen Yang and them, meaning that you are finished!

In this regard, Xiaobei did not endure it, and directly returned his middle finger domineeringly. However, the old demon directly chose to ignore it, these people are just a joke in his eyes.

After the host on the stage finished speaking, two o'clock also came.

"When the time comes, now the showdown has officially begun, and both sides are invited to the stage. First of all, please go out of the Qingshan Gate Liang Sect Master. ”

"Wow....."

There were bursts of cheers and restlessness at the scene, and many people seemed very excited, and some even shouted: "Master Liangmen, win this victory." ”

"Don't show mercy, you're the strongest!!"

'I'm Nima! The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, if he didn't doubt Liang Zifan's personality, or even wonder if those people were invited, he was a lot older, how could he be like a star-chasing brainless fan, just shout I love you.

"What the hell is this, isn't it?" Xiaobei and Bai Shaolong were angry, obviously more than Chen Yang thought.

Ximen Yanhong said: "It's normal, I heard that in the past two days, many people in the rivers and lakes have taken the initiative to visit Liang Zifan, and they have a very happy conversation, and they all appreciate and admire him very much. ”

Chen Yang smiled bitterly: "Liang Zifan has to admit that there is indeed a set of personality charm, and everyone is dead set on him." ”

Simon Yanhong was silent, agreeing with his words.

Liang Zifan was dressed in loose white clothes, carrying a sharp sword and slowly walked onto the stage, and a powerful aura emanated and permeated everyone's hearts.

"Okay, let's invite the master of the South Gate next." The host shouted.

"Chen Yang, come on."

All the brothers cheered him on.

Chen Yang smiled, and was just about to take the stage, when suddenly a voice came from behind: "Boy, let the world see the wind of the South Gate." ”

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, turned his head and couldn't help but be stunned, it was actually Liu Yi, he came with Liu Die, and he didn't know when he was standing behind.

"Division.... Master. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go on stage." Liu Yi said softly.

Chen Yang reacted, and couldn't help but smile, for some reason his heart was warm, "Old man, don't worry, I won't embarrass you." ’

'Let the world see the style of the South Gate today, and when you mention the South Gate in the future, you will tremble!! ’

Chen Yang walked on stage, dressed in black casual clothes, although his aura was not weak, but compared with the high-spirited Liang Zifan, it seemed to be a little weaker.

"Okay, let's hand over the ring to the two of you."

After the host finished speaking, he walked out of the ring.

On the ring, only Chen Yang and Liang Zifan were left looking at each other, their eyes facing each other, and an invisible aura diffused, and it was impossible to distinguish who was strong and who was weak, because the two auras collided together, as if the air could burn at any time, and the smell of gunpowder was too strong.

"You don't have to be nervous, I, Liang Zifan, speak my word, I promised you a year ago, even if you lose, I will spare your life and continue to survive." Liang Zifan said proudly.

"But I want you to give it your all until you actually lose, and that's a kind of respect for the people who come to see us, right?"

"You're right." Chen Yang smiled lightly: "Your atmosphere really makes me admire, so I decided to leave you alive today." ”

Liang Zifan was stunned, and then smiled: "Do you think you can win me?" ”

"Of course, I never thought I was going to lose." Chen Yang raised the corners of his mouth, a look of contempt.

Liang Zifan was angry, stared at him gloomily, and said, "Very good, you are worthy of being my opponent, but confidence has no effect in the face of strength." ”

After that, his long sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword was cold, making people feel fearful.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, stared at the long sword in his hand, and said, "I heard that your swordsmanship is peerless, and I will give you a chance to show it today." ”

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, where's your weapon?" Liang Zifan became more and more annoyed, this guy didn't remember being so crazy, was he deliberately provoking himself?

Being provoked by a defeated subordinate who has repeatedly escaped death at his own hands makes him think it is a humiliation.

Chen Yang stretched out his hands and said, "I don't need weapons, these hands are enough." ”

"Ignorance, then I'll see how you use these hands to block my sword!!"

Liang Zifan was completely enraged, stopped talking nonsense, and raised his sword to attack.