There was a person standing quietly in the ring with the number 133.

He is the challenger this time, Liu Jingye, who ranks 3712 in the order.

Liu Jingye was wearing a brown power suit, holding a simple single sword with a blue six-star in his hand, his waist was straight, showing a heroic spirit, his eyes were cold and silent, and the corners of his mouth were staring into the distance with a sneer.

There were quite a few spectators gathered under the ring, apparently to get an overview of the battle.

"I think Wang Bei is too scared to come, no wonder, the ranking gap is so big, I don't dare to come if it were me. ”

"I heard that Senior Liu was appreciated by Mentor Yuan Xiang a few days ago, and was given a Returning Heaven Rebuilding Pill, which can increase the cultivation speed by one percent and the probability of breaking through the bottleneck of the realm of heaven and man. ”

"Don't look at the low ranking of the Jingye senior, it's just that he doesn't want to fight, it is said that he has cultivated the thirteen-star Shadow Sword Technique to the realm of Dacheng, and he is in the seventh and eighth rank areas. ”

"Senior Jingye can be said to be a representative of our eighth rate, but unfortunately, I don't know when we will have the opportunity to be promoted to the seventh rate or above. ”

"It's just a low-rate three rotten, not even a ninth-rate, who is worthy of a move with a quiet night senior. ”

Listening to the voices of everyone in the audience, the smile on the corner of Liu Jingye's mouth was even worse, although he didn't know what kind of ability this Wang Hao had to get the attention of the first-rate bigwigs. But in Liu Jingye's opinion, there is no need to say much at all, everything is killed, whoever stands in front of him will kill whomever comes, he will kill a pair if he comes, and he will kill all of them when he comes, so there is no need to think about anything.

After a while, there was still no one to be seen.

Liu Jingye, who gradually felt impatient, suddenly opened his eyes, looked towards the referee's position, and said respectfully: "Lord Referee, the time for the appointment is coming to an end, and the opponent has not yet arrived, can you make a decision?"

The referee in charge of ring 133 closed his eyes tightly, his expression was solemn, he was wearing a tight-fitting suit with white lines on a black background, and there was a faint white light flowing in his snort, which showed that he was in a state of cultivation.

Hearing this, the referee slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light flashed, and he said solemnly: "The time for the battle is approaching, and the challenger of Ring 133 has not yet arrived, so the winner will be determined to..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouts from a distance, interrupting the referee's announcement.

"Wait, wait, we're here, we're here!"

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw two figures, one fat and one short, running quickly towards the ring, and the fat man was still raising his arms and shouting loudly.

Wang Bei was dragged all the way by Chang Fu, and after arriving in the ring, he didn't even have time to rest, so he was pushed into the ring by Chang Fatzi in one fell swoop.

After Wang Bei stood up a little.

The referee said solemnly: "Since both challengers have arrived in the ring, it is hereby announced that the ring battle has begun!"

After announcing the start of the game, the referee stepped aside and watched the situation change.

But the two people standing in the ring did not start immediately, but chatted as if they were gossiping.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, the shelf is big enough!" Liu Jingye said in a stiff tone.

"That's it, the combat power is not good, this shelf is the boss, and it makes us wait for so long in vain!"

"Senior Jingye, defeat this kid, don't give us face, hit hard, beat him until he can't speak, see if he still has to be embarrassed!"

"Waste, waste, remember you're waste!"

"Stop fighting, just lick the toes of the Jingye senior and roll off the stage!"

...

Listening to the shouts of the audience, Wang Bei suddenly felt confused, he didn't remember when he provoked them, and he needed to hurt him so much.

The so-called loser does not lose the battle, others will naturally scold him back, otherwise, he will not be Wang Bei.

But how to scold back, you have to be very skillful.

"Don't worry, garbage friends, let me finish this sentence first, how can I kill you if the shelf is not big?" Wang Bei said with a faint smile.

A breezy word.

But it made the audience below immediately fry, and they couldn't believe that these words came out of Wang Bei's mouth.

"Oops!"

"I'm going?"

"What the hell!"

"This kid is stupid, he's going to die, angering the Jingye senior, he thinks it's fun!"

"Fucking bastard, senior blowing up this stinky fart!"

...

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers was surging, and they all had the urge to wield a knife to kill Wang Bei.

Even Chang Fu, who was standing nearby, trembled all over, and said in fright: "Oh, I'll go, what the hell, did this rotten wood eat gunpowder, his temper is so impulsive, and he has changed into a person." ”

Not to mention the audience who are going to cut people with watermelon knives underneath.

Liu Jingye, who was standing opposite Wang Bei, smiled suddenly, he has never been a peaceful master, but when he first came to the imperial courtyard, he needed to save money, so he was much more low-key, and a few days ago he broke through to the realm of heaven and man, which indicated that the time for him to be high-profile was coming, no matter who the person in front of him was, he would be slashed with a sword.

"Boy, are you crazy, you must know that madness without ability is called suicide, which is not a good thing. Liu Jingye said coldly.

"Concession, concession, my Wang Bei has nothing, he just has a little ability. Wang Bei sneered.

"Needless to say, let's do it!"

Suddenly, Liu Jingye swung out a single sword, the scabbard was volleyed in the air, crackling and crackling, and suddenly turned into an afterimage, galloping and sweeping over.

Seeing this, Wang Bei slandered for a while, the scabbard doesn't cost money, according to this guy who is so foolish, he doesn't know how many scabbards to buy.

A gust of wind swept by.

Wang Bei held the hilt of the Demon Spirit Blade with one hand, and his body retreated bravely, avoiding Liu Jingye's swift sword.

However, the sword continued to surge forward like a tide, until there was no way to retreat.

Wang suddenly drew out the Demon Spirit Blade, and the extremely brisk Wind Breaking Style slashed out.

The powerful impact rushed through the rocks like a mountain.

There was a burst of cracking sound that broke the air.

This move can be described as a move that Wang Bei is more proud of, and it can basically be regarded as a trick without fail, and a single arrow can definitely produce great results.

But unexpectedly, Liu Jingye sneered when he saw this.

Liu Jingye slashed his arm, from near to far, and from far to near with a sword.

A simple and direct sword stubbornly blocked Wang Bei's always strong wind-breaking style.

The handover of the sword blades directly eliminated the terrifying momentum of the explosion.

Wang Bei's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't guess that the person in front of him could actually take his Wind Breaking Style, or use such a simple sword.

Although the strength of the audience below may not be high enough, their eyesight is not bad, and they can all see Wang Beijian's domineering, thinking that something will go wrong, but it turned out to be cracked by Liu Jingye's sword.

Suddenly, laughter erupted.

"Haha, I thought it was a great swordsmanship, but it turned out to be a showcase, and it didn't work. ”

"Senior Silent Night's swordsmanship is recognized by everyone in the seventh and eighth ranks, and this fool still wants to defeat Senior Silent Night in terms of swordsmanship, it's really wishful thinking. ”

"It's really a face, let him have a chance to fight with the Jingye senior, he thinks how powerful he is, don't hold on, get out!"

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