Yang Mo is one of the few people in the younger generation of Bai'an Kingdom, and he is only one of the few people who are better than him in the Wan Ling Sect, and he is not Yang Mo's opponent at all, sure enough, it is only ten moves, and the disciples of the Wan Ling Sect have already shown signs of defeat, and the last carelessness was seized by Yang Mo and knocked him away with one punch.

For such an ending, everyone seems to have expected it, so the audience didn't respond much to Yang Mo's victory, even Yang Sanfan, he didn't see it the whole time, just fighting with Wan Yantian on the side.

Only Zhan Wuji and Xu Ye looked at each other, they didn't even see Yang Mo's cultivation, the battle was already over, this kind of contempt was too obvious.

After the disciple of the Ten Thousand Sect got out of the ring, there was no trace of shame on his face, but he walked back to his team with a proud face, and even Yang Mo ignored it, as if he was the winner. On the contrary, Yang Mo was a little unhappy, he was rarely so despised by a former loser.

In fact, it is no wonder that the disciples of the Wan Ling Sect have such a reaction, it is not easy to catch Yang Mo's ten swords, for him, this is not a shameful thing, but an honor, after all, Yang Mo represents the best among the young generation of Bai'an Kingdom, not to mention ten rounds, even if it is five rounds, it is enough to shock everyone.

So, there is this scene.

The middle-aged man stepped into the ring and said loudly: "This one, Sword Qi Pavilion, Yang Mosheng!" ”

The audience was silent, and everyone whispered as if they hadn't heard, talking about Xue Qingyu's battle just now, as well as the mysterious Wuji Gate behind her.

"Next, eleventh, twelfth! He Ming of Xiucheng Iron Cloak Gate, Meng Hu of Sword Qi Pavilion, will come to the stage immediately! After speaking, the middle-aged man didn't linger much and flew back to the high platform directly.

He Ming opened his eyes suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then, he slowly stood up from his seat, walked slowly to the ring, and when he passed by Wan Hong's side, Wan Hong whispered: "He Ming, give Meng Hu a little color, don't live up to my expectations!" ”

He Ming didn't answer, but nodded and turned to leave.

"Meng Hu, although I haven't heard of this, judging from the momentum he exudes, it is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, we still have to pay more attention, don't act rashly!" Yang Mo reminded Meng Hu repeatedly.

"Well, He Ming used to be a disciple of our Wuji Sect, and later joined our Iron Cloak Sect, before that, his cultivation was not very high, but he has recently got some opportunities, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, even I can't see his cultivation, but this person is ruthless, Brother Meng must be careful!"

When Yang Mo heard this, although he felt weird, he didn't want to ask too much, so he could only remind Meng Hu again and again that this Menghu has always been straightforward and doesn't know much about human feelings.

Meng Hu was a little impatient, but in front of Yang Mo, he didn't dare to be a little lazy, and hurriedly agreed, and only after Yang Mo finished speaking, Meng Hu flew up and rushed towards the martial arts arena.

Yang Mo looked at this scene, couldn't help but smile bitterly, turned his head to Zhan Wuji and said: "Brother Zhan, you have also seen it, this friend of mine is afraid that he will suffer, so he is so anxious!" ”

Zhan Wuji laughed: "This is much better than those cunning guys!" ”

At this time, Xue Qingyu's face had recovered a little red, much better than before, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw Zhan Wuji and Xu Ye protecting her in the middle, her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

Xue Qingyu was about to speak, Zhan Wuji suddenly turned around, he looked at Xue Qingyu's beautiful face, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

When Xu Ye heard this, he also quickly turned his head, with deep worry in his eyes.

Xue Qingyu gritted his teeth lightly, suppressed the excitement in his eyes, and then smiled: "Okay, I'm much better, you don't have to worry!" ”

When the two of them heard this, their expressions were a little pale, and they said: "It's so good, remember not to work so hard in the future, otherwise something happens to you, how should we explain to Uncle Xue Chen!" ”

Hearing Xue Qingyu's words, Xue Qingyu's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and her originally charming face disappeared at this moment, she frowned and couldn't cry.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Wuji and Xu Ye were anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Qingyu?" What's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? ”

Just as Zhan Wuji reached out to touch Xue Qingyu's wrist, Xue Qingyu pushed him away, then twisted his head to the side, buried his head in his arms, and cried with a whimper.

The two looked at each other, and they both felt that Xue Qingyu's injuries were not yet healed, so they were so sad, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Qingyu, you... You..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Qingyu slapped away his outstretched arm again, and choked up: "It's your business!" Do I need you to explain? It's your business! ”

Zhan Wuji was stunned, a little overwhelmed by Xue Qingyu's strange words, but Xu Ye had already understood, he smiled, dragged Zhan Wuji aside, and whispered: "Brother, what you said is wrong, why do you want to involve Uncle Xue Chen, this is a big trouble, you are finished?" Hey, that's it! ”

Xu Ye kept shaking his head, his face showing a look of pain, and he kept sighing.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Wuji was even more puzzled, he didn't understand the relationship between men and women, he didn't understand Xue Qingyu's thoughts and anger at all, coupled with Xu Ye's unfathomable explanation, the more Zhan Wuji thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Zhan Wuji didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only sit down sullenly in front of Xue Qingyu, and Xu Ye snickered beside him.

He Ming was wearing a strong suit and carrying a long knife on his back, and the whole person looked heroic, while Meng Hu was like a towering iron tower, standing in front of He Ming, both of them stared at each other intently, and no one moved, just like two sculptures.

At this moment, everyone was a little impatient, and some even plucked up the courage to urge the two to start quickly, so as not to affect the mood of others.

In the audience, the eldest prince was very interested in He Ming, and asked about his background from time to time.

In front of him, the second prince was calm and light-hearted, talking and laughing with a maid, only with his father was there, he could stay calm.

"Here we go!" I don't know who shouted.

Everyone looked over.

He Ming and Meng Hu both lit up with a faint brilliance, which was a sign that they were attacking with all their might, Meng Hu clenched his hands into fists, and the saber at his waist trembled slightly.

He Ming's robe agitated, his right hand was raised, and he pointed at Meng Hu, and a compelling coercion suddenly rose from his body, swirling around.

"Junction Realm!" Everyone present felt the true strength of this young man.

Everyone was stunned, how strong will they be in the future when they reached the realm of knotting gods at such a young age?