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Yue Lao stood up, looked at the ten people on the high platform, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said solemnly: "The time has come, Xiao Qiang, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, will be disqualified from the competition if he has not arrived within the time limit." [Reading Network]"

Yue Lao's solemn voice echoed in the big arena, which immediately relieved Shang Qingyun and the others on the high platform, but it aroused strong dissatisfaction among the 80,000 spectators.

They are looking forward to today's game, and the biggest suspense is who will finish Xiao Qiang, who ever thought that Xiao Qiang did not appear, which made everyone feel disappointed.

Just as the boos were rising, suddenly a voice sounded: "Judge, I've been here a long time ago, but I'm just healing"

Xiao Qiang

In the VIP seat, the five judges stood up at the same time, and Dongfang Yu and the others also stood up, and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

In the top row of the audience, Xiao Qiang was wrapped in a wide black cloak, sat there cross-legged, stood up while speaking, and flew towards the high platform.

The surrounding audience was dumbfounded, they didn't expect that the young man who had been sitting here like a wood turned out to be Xiao Qiang

Xiao Qiang flew and landed on the high platform, without looking at Shang Qingyun and them, and stood at the other end of the queue.

In just three days, his face had lost a lot of weight, and under the sunlight, it was strangely pale, and several scars on his face had not yet healed, oozing fine blood spots.

His hair was also messy, and he looked like a refugee or a beggar.

But his waist was still straight, and his body was still standing like a javelin

As he took off his cloak, revealing the tattered clothes inside, a bloody aura filled the air, making the ten teenagers look sideways and tremble

Xiao Qiang was still wearing the pajamas from three days ago, the white cotton cloth had been dyed blood-colored, and his clothes were in tatters, with knife marks, sword marks, and puncture marks. There are also burn marks.

Scars on his body can be seen from the rifts, some of which have not even healed and are bleeding

Dongfang Yu looked at Xiao Qiang, who was covered in bruises, and vaguely returned to the moment when he was just dug out of the wasteland, Xiao Qiang was also like this at that time, and who knows how many scars and pain he paid in order to fight a bloody way

Dongfang Yu's eyes couldn't help but turn a little red. I couldn't bear to bow my head.

On the VIP seat, hundreds of representatives of Taoism. looked at Xiao Qiang indifferently, the elders of the sect whose disciples died under Xiao Qiang's hands, their eyes were full of unkindness and hostility, as if Xiao Qiang was a monster in their eyes

Xiao Qiang felt something, glanced at everyone, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he knew that even if he left Canglong City alive, he would be killed by these people sooner or later

But he's too tired to think too far ahead. Let's get through the current hurdle

Xiao Qiang laughed at himself and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I don't even have time to change my clothes." ”

As he spoke, he took out a blue robe from the ring space and quickly put it on, and a few blood stains instantly soaked the new clothes.

Yue Lao could barely bear to look directly and stood up. said solemnly: "Xiao Qiang, you know that you can't do it, it's not the way to survive, it's too late for you to quit now."

Quit, retreat a ghost, Lao Tzu came today to kill someone

Xiao Qiang looked at Yue Lao on the VIP table calmly, and said indifferently: "Lord Judge." I'm ready to go"

Yue Lao sighed secretly and said loudly: "Since it is a competition, it should have its rules and sacredness, and the old man allows you to settle your personal grievances before the competition."

What does it mean to settle personal grievances

The 80,000 audience buzzed again, and the third princess had long expected this result. His brow furrowed slightly.

On the high platform, among the eleven teenagers, Wang Xiaofei of Wanjian Pavilion took a step forward, and after saluting the judges, he turned to look at Xiao Qiang, and said coldly: "Xiao Qiang, I challenge you."

"Accept the challenge," Xiao Qiang said lightly.

After the other nine people went down, Xiao Qiang and Wang Xiaofei stood five meters apart, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Qiang's mouth, he pulled out the Huoyun Sword from his waist, and walked towards Wang Xiaofei step by step.

Wang Xiaofei was so nervous that she was almost suffocated, she quickly drew her sword, and a sword qi slashed towards Xiao Qiang, but his figure slashed backwards with a snort.

In Wanjian Pavilion, no one doesn't know that the injured Xiao Qiang is even more terrifying, Wang Xiaofei never expected that he could defeat Xiao Qiang, but he has no way out, who made him so unlucky, he won the first one in the draw last night.

Wang Xiaofei thought that Xiao Qiang would chase after him, but unexpectedly, Xiao Qiang just walked along the central axis of the high platform, and blocked the flying sword qi casually.

Wang Xiaofei looked at Xiao Qiang's slow pace, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, he knew that Xiao Qiang must be too tired, after all, he had been fighting for three days and three nights, even if he was an iron man, he couldn't recruit him

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten strokes

Wang Xiaofei finally survived ten moves, couldn't help but be ecstatic, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "I admit defeat"

It stands to reason that a duel between nobles is different from a match, not that you can get out of it if you lose, but that you need the approval of both parties to end the duel.

Wang Xiaofei didn't understand this truth, but Shang Qingyun and the others swore to him that as long as they admit defeat, they will have a way to stop the duel.

But Wang Xiaofei was disappointed, the nine people in the audience were expressionless, did not squint, and did not even look at him.

Wang Xiaofei's face was pale, cold sweat trickled down her forehead, and she couldn't help but take a step back when she looked at Xiao Qiang who was walking towards her.

Xiao Qiang sneered: "I don't accept it"

I don't accept it

Xiao Qiang's words, like a heavy hammer, smashed Wang Xiaofei's heart, making him beat a spirit, and he completely understood that he had been deceived by Shang Qingyun and them

Wang Xiaofei, who was in anger and fear, was shrouded by Xiao Qiang's coercion, took a few steps back one after another, and turned around to escape.

Xiao Qiang looked at Wang Xiaofei's back coldly, his figure suddenly accelerated, like lightning, a sword stabbed forward, and the cyan sword light instantly pierced the back of Wang Xiaofei's neck.

Blood splashed, poof, Wang Xiaofei's throat was pierced, and he fell to the ground, and he couldn't figure out why he was so stupid until he died

The 80,000 audience were excited when they saw the blood, and some couldn't help but cheer loudly, but they soon realized that they shouldn't cheer for Xiao Qiang, so the applause quickly fell silent again.

"Xiao Qiang, I, Canghai Pavilion Sha Tianhai, challenge you" Sha Tianhai took a step out of the nine-person queue and shouted loudly.

"Challenge accepted"

The corners of Xiao Qiang's mouth hooked a strange smile, and he stood in the center of the high platform again, quietly watching Sha Tianhai fly up to the high platform and stand opposite him.

To be honest, apart from the old-fashioned but effective method of wheel warfare, Xiao Qiang really couldn't think of any other way for Shang Qingyun and them to deal with him.

From the time Yue Lao said the words "settle personal grievances", Xiao Qiang already knew that this was the result.

At this time, anger no longer has any meaning, there is only one thing he should do, killing everyone is not over. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation