"Come on, come on, bet! bet!" A fat man's voice was like a bell, even in the crowd of people, this voice still made many people thunder and hear clearly.

"Come on, I'll press 100 gold coins, Prince Qi Chen!"

"It's only a hundred, I'll press 1,000 gold coins!"

The people around them placed bets one after another, and the shouts rose into the air, and even the people in the Zongling Pavilion were not to be outdone, pressing on their young master to win. Immediately surrounded the fat man.

"Haha, this time I made a lot of money, and I made a fortune!" That's right, the fat man is Qi Wancai, I saw him smiling treacherously, catering to everyone alone.

The two on the field faced each other head-on, without showing weakness!

"Senior Brother Zhao, I have been taught. Qi Chen seemed to be smiling, as the first person in Qi Mansion, he should be the second person now, but he knew the horror of the person in front of him, why the Zongling Pavilion was called the Zongling Pavilion, it was an attempt to cultivate a strong person in the Spirit Sect Realm, the cultivation resources in the pavilion were seriously dumped, and the dragons and tigers were fighting, and they could stand out in this situation, but it was not just because they were the eldest son of the pavilion owner.

Zhao Yang didn't like to smile, but after all, this was in the Qi family, and he still had to be polite before the duel, and put on a stiff smile casually.

Qi Chen's face darkened, but he still tried his best to stay happy, but he thought in his heart how this Zhao Yang laughed more ugly than the bitter sea.

Suddenly, Zhao Yang's eyes shrank, he felt that there was a master in the field, so he turned to the side lightly and looked at Qi Heng under the field, only to see Qi Heng grinning at him, I don't know what to do.

"The Qi family is not as unbearable as my father said, I originally thought that only that girl in the younger generation of the Qi family could compete with me, but I never thought that there would be another person..."

Qi Chen's heart froze, this Zhao Yang was really terrifying, he must go all out, if he was not careful, he would lose all the plates! As the muscles and flesh on his body bulged, his spiritual power was secretly condensed, and he was ready to grasp the opportunity later and catch him off guard.

"Ready! Battle!" The elder referee's spiritual power entered the sound, like rolling thunder, swept the audience, and the battle of the dragon began!

Under the blazing gaze of everyone, I saw Qi Chen's legs bent and squatting, and when he spread out, the leaves under his feet suddenly flew one after another, rushing towards Zhao Yang like a fierce beast, Zhao Yang turned into a black shadow, and also approached Qi Chen at great speed.

Between the lightning and flint, Qi Chen punched out, Zhao Yang did not hit hard, suddenly, Zhao Yang slightly sideways in the air, like a flying swallow, light and free, skillfully dodged this blow, Qi Chen felt bad, his arms were closed into a fork, and the rising spiritual power covered his arms, sure enough, Zhao Yang turned over at this moment, stepped on it heavily, and kicked on Qi Chen's arms, Qi Chen only felt a warm feeling in his chest, and flew out upside down.

Everyone in the Qi family looked at each other in the field, a little incredulous, the first person of the Qi family fell into disadvantage in an instant, and the people in the Zongling Pavilion who had bet before were smiling at this time.

Qi Chen's legs bent his bow, his palms were like eagle claws, and he grabbed the ground, and his shoes made a "rustling" friction sound with the ground, as if there were sparks faintly jumping, and he slowly stopped for a moment.

Qi Chen took a breath, his heart was gloomy, he had reached the peak of the Enlightenment Spirit Realm a few days ago, but even if he lost, it couldn't be so easy, why was the young man on the other side who was similar to my age... So powerful?

Zhao Yang seemed to see through what Qi Chen was thinking, his expression was still grim, and he said, "There is too little experience. "Yes, as the young master of the Spirit Sect Pavilion, he must be a core member of the Spirit Sect Realm powerhouse plan, since he was a child, he has crawled out of the pile of corpses and bones, competing with demon beasts, and he must see blood in battle! These are the profound memories in Zhao Yang's mind, lingering like a bloody hell.

Qi Chen was not convinced, he was absolutely unconvinced, and with everyone's eyes, the golden spiritual power was raging, like a golden snake dancing, turning into a blazing light, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, as if echoing with the sunlight in the sky, and then the light turned sharp, and the divine qi was permeated.

Suddenly, Qi Chen turned into a ball of light, and slammed into Zhao Yang at an imperceptible speed with the naked eye, like a fatal blow!

Zhao Yang's face changed slightly, but he was not disordered, the black heavy sword was taken down from his back, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed into the ground suddenly, cracks appeared, and the astonishing weight really buzzed the ground, and suddenly the dust flew and the sand flew away. This is not the end, the red spiritual power envelops the entire heavy sword, faintly turning into blood Jiao roaring towards the sky.

Qi Chen had already come to Zhao Yang's side, but he didn't expect him to use this heavy sword to resist his own move, but could he really resist it? Qi Chen was merciless, and his whole body's spiritual power was running, pressing under this blow.

In an instant, the sword was bombarded with a fist, and a metallic trilling sound spread throughout the martial arts arena, the ground couldn't bear the pressure, and it cracked one after another, the light pierced hard, and he felt that the heavy sword had no waves, and even cracks did not appear, Zhao Yang's hands holding the hilt of the sword were slightly paralyzed, and he lost his intuition, while Qi Chen sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sword and the ground, and then knelt on the ground, even if he knew that he was defeated, but he stood up desperately, he was the first person in the Qi family! Even if he lost, he could not be ashamed.

There was silence off the field, deeply infected by Qi Chen's arrogance.

Qi Jinglin looked at his empty left leg in the audience, and his face was full of haze. "Don't be angry..."

Qi Heng saw this scene in the audience, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Cousin, cousin, you finally made me look good..."

Zhao Yang said coldly: "You are very strong..."

When Qi Chen heard the last sentence, he fell to the ground and lay down.

Under the injection of the blazing eyes of everyone in the Qi family, Qi Chen was defeated, and the defeat was miserable, miserable!

The eyes of everyone in the Qi family were bloodshot.

"Let me go up! I'll beat that shit young master to death!"

"You're old, let me go up!"

"Are you okay? I'll do it!"

A group of people are eager to try, the majesty of the Qi family, not to be humiliated!

"Hahaha, it seems that Zhao is going to take this son to practice elsewhere!"

Qi Chengkun's heart was dark, but he still smiled slightly: "Tiger father has no dog!" Chen Mu'er, this girl can compete with that Zhao Yang, but Chen Mu'er is a foreign surname after all, if she wears it out, I don't know how much cynicism it will attract, Qi Chengkun is bitter in his heart...

I saw that it was not too late for the heavy sword boy on the field, he pulled the heavy sword out of the crack in the ground, held the hilt of the sword and shook it, the blood on the sword god broke away, and he jumped on the ground, and then there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

At this scene, everyone in the Qi family who watched it was stunned, clenched their fists fiercely, and couldn't wait to rush onto the field immediately.

Even Qi Chengkun couldn't help frowning, Zhao Feng hurriedly said: "This little rabbit cub, you must serve the family law when you go back! Please don't take it to heart to the old master of Qi!"

On the field, Zhao Yang glanced at the Qi family below, full of gunpowder, and said in a warning voice: "This is the Mansion of Qi Tianhou?

Qi Tianhou was originally a taboo in the Qi Mansion, but outsiders only knew that this Qi Tianhou was the son of the head of the Qi family, and he was amazingly powerful, and the name of Qi Tianhou spread all over the Wuzhou Continent! In addition, a few days ago, Qi Jinglin, the eldest son of the head of the Qi family, seemed to have broken a leg because of this incident, and the others were no longer known. In fact, even the Qi family didn't know what shocking things Qi Tianhou had done back then, and the Qi family might only know Qi Chengkun if they knew all this.

Qi Heng wanted to watch a good show below, but he didn't expect this young man to humiliate his father, Qi Heng remembered that his mother said how powerful his father was, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, covering the stars, and darkening the sun and moon!

Chen Mu'er in front heard Zhao Yang's provocative words, and couldn't help but blush, and just as he was about to get up, a voice came from behind.

"I'll see you again, senior brother. The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, plain and bland, but only those who were familiar with Qi Heng knew that this was his most angry performance.

In an instant, everything fell silent, and the audience was looking for the source of the sound.

"That's!Qi Heng?"

"Where, where?"

"There, there!"

"This brother dares to ask who Qi Heng is?"

"The first in the Qi family... First waste..."

The voice is noisy, squirming, and the sound of discussion is everywhere, more people still don't know Qi Heng's name and surname, and the people who explain around him are spitting, and more are boastful, the main content is that this Qi Heng is a complete and complete waste, and the people around him are in a daze, why does this waste dare to fight?

"Qi Heng! Qi Heng is the son of Qi Tianhou!" A voice spread throughout the audience, and everyone was silent, thinking in their hearts, "Son of Qi Tianhou, it is not ashamed to lose in the name of waste, but if it is the son of Qi Tianhou, then it will be different..."

But there are still some people who don't believe that Qi Heng is the son of Qi Tianhou, dignified Qi Tianhou, rumored to be the same as the sky, and conspired with the earth!

There was a lot of discussion in the venue, and the nonsensical words could even make up a story.

"Silence!" yelled the referee.

Everyone was shocked, and they all closed their mouths, and the people around Qi Heng gave way to the field, but a one-meter-wide sidewalk appeared under the originally crowded field, leading straight to the stage!

In the face of discussions, Qi Heng had a headache, he didn't know what happened to his father, but the people in the audience thought that they had got to the bottom of it. But no matter what, Qi Tianhou is his own father!

Qi Heng's eyes were slightly red to meet Zhao Yang's eagle-like gaze on the stage, and the two of them did not show weakness!

Qi Heng was fearless, slowly moved his legs, and approached, on the way, Chen Mu'er turned around and saw Qi Heng, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she bit her lip lightly, her heart was extremely worried, but she knew that Qi Heng was really angry now, and she wanted to persuade her to try, but she was knocked down by Qi Heng's confident and firm smile! Yes, how could the son of Qi Tianhou be willing to be mediocre? But if Zhao Yang hurt Qi Heng... Suddenly, Chen Mu'er's handsome little face flashed with cold light.

"What... This Qi Heng is still laughing..."Someone muttered in the audience.

Of course, Qi Heng's smile is not for everyone, seeing that Sister Mu'er is very different from yesterday's crying, as if it hadn't happened, he is already relieved, and the rest... It's the young master of the Sect Spirit Pavilion on the field!

Qi Heng walked to the field, looked at Zhao Yang at eye level, poured spiritual power, and said to Zhao Yang disdainfully: "You... What is it?"