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"Wow! This young man looks like he is only ten ** years old, and he is actually in the realm of innate ninefold!"

"It's really amazing, it deserves to be the master of the first-class sect in the Southern Regions, but it's still a little worse than our Northern Regions. ”

The audience's sense of superiority arose, one by one (quite tǐng) (chest xiōng) breast, not to mention how proud.

The envoys of the Red Tassel Sect also exchanged their heads and pointed at Xiang Nan.

The leading envoy smiled slightly: "I have heard that there are many masters of the Mixed Yuan Sect, but they are far away in the Southern Regions, and they have never had a chance to visit. ”

"Today, it seems that the number one master among the peers of this Mixed Yuan Sect is indeed not comparable to our Red Tassel Sect, and it is slightly lacking in shortcomings. ”

"Maybe he (Rirì) is free, I will go to the Mixed Yuan Sect and give them some advice. ”

"Oh, that's not going to work. In the audience, a rich man hurriedly said: "Can't we pass on the martial arts experience of our Northern Regions to the Southern Regions, they are lagging behind, so let them fall behind." ”

The envoy smiled slightly, and said freely: "Martial arts is the way of martial artists in the world, and my generation should carry it forward, rather than keep it hidden." ”

"Well said!" Wu Delong praised loudly: "Change (day rì) is free, I will personally accompany you! Go to the Mixed Yuan Sect to preach martial arts!"

Xiang Nan stood in the ring, coldly watching them sing and harmonize, boasting complacently.

"Okay, the junior of the martial arts family listens to the order. The eldest son of Nawu Delong shouted.

The juniors of the martial arts responded loudly, full of momentum, and had a posture of wanting to do a big job.

The eldest son said: "Today, a total of forty-six junior martial artists are running, the age is set to be between seventeen and twenty years old, and the two will draw lots to fight, and the winner must defeat the friends of the Mixed Yuan Sect. ”

"If you win, but you lose to Xiang Gongzi of the Mixed Yuan Sect, it will also be regarded as elimination. ”

The audience suddenly exclaimed, and some people admired: "Old man Wu Delong, you are really not biased, you actually set such cruel rules." ”

Someone else chimed in: "Wu Delong, there is a dragon of virtue!"

The game starts right away.

Forty-six juniors drew lots one after another, and they were divided into groups of two or two.

Obviously, this draw was arranged, and the so-called Qing'er and Hong'er were all ranked in the penultimate and second positions, obviously to be regarded as the finale.

First of all, there are two juniors who fight, one has a congenital eightfold, and the other is a congenital ninefold, and both of them hold swords.

The two of them fought back and forth in the ring, very chic, and in the flickering of the sword shadow, the eyes of both of them were extremely sharp, as if they were going to fight each other.

The envoys of the Red Tassel Sect watched, nodding their heads constantly, and some people would suddenly point out two moves on a whim.

In the end, the disciple of the innate ninefold won the victory with a narrow victory.

Then, it was time to fight against the "Mixed Yuan Sect Xiang Gongzi".

Xiang Nan also walked over with a long sword, hugged his fists and said, "Please ......"

The winning kid was in high spirits, and while Xiang Nan was speaking, he suddenly stabbed a sword at Xiang Nan's eyebrows.

Xiang Nan's right hand shook, and his left hand flicked lightly on the kid's long sword, only to hear the sound of the bell, and the kid's long sword was out of his hand!

And Xiang Nan stepped forward, put the sword on the kid's neck, and said, "Accept." ”

The scene suddenly exploded, and everyone's eyes widened in horror, looking at Xiang Nan like a monster.

Next, five battles in a row are like this!

Every young junior who won had to come to fight against Xiang Nan, and almost all of them were defeated by Xiang Nan with one or two moves.

Xiang Nan obeyed Wu Delong's arrangement and deliberately wanted to win quickly.

As a result, the atmosphere at the scene was particularly depressing.

Everyone was worried, and everyone's hearts were on their throats.

That Wu Delong's arrangement is extremely ingenious, this is what he wants! What he wants is a tense atmosphere!

Only in this way can the audience unite to fight against the foreign enemies in the Southern Regions.

In such a situation, the last few juniors of the martial family suddenly won and defeated Xiang Nan, which would make the juniors of the martial arts family a kind of heroic image.

This is a momentum.

As expected, when Xiang Nan easily defeated the tenth martial arts junior, the audience's exclamations were wave after wave.

Even the envoys of the Red Silk Sect began to worry.

Someone even quietly went over to ask Wu Delong how to fight this game.

Wu Delong's face was embarrassed, and he said, "The Mixed Yuan Sect is indeed powerful, far beyond our imagination. ”

The envoy frowned and said, "Yes, I didn't expect his combat skills to be so outstanding, this is in our Red Silk Sect, then I'm afraid he is also a well-known figure." ”

"Old man Wu, your martial arts family has a great responsibility, and you can't lose face on your own territory, so I ask you, you must win. ”

Wu Delong nodded vigorously with a difficult expression: "Don't worry, even if I, Wu Delong, do my best to fight the last junior of the family, I can't lose face in our northern regions!"

"That's very good, that's the style of a grandmaster. "The messenger was not moved.

Their conversation couldn't escape the ears of Xiang Nan's four people, these four were real masters, and they heard every word clearly.

Xiao Jun lowered his head in shame, only to feel that Wu Delong was acting like this, and his face was really dull.

Xiaohe kept sneering, and scolded Wu Delong eighteen times in his heart.

The game continued, and Xiang Nan went on to defeat the eleventh, twelfth, fourteenth, and eighteenth.

Eighteen battles, eighteen consecutive victories.

The atmosphere was already as oppressive as the eve of a storm, as if the sky had become much shorter.

The audience was sad, embarrassed, and wanted to win.

I don't know who shouted a samurai cheer, but the audience all shouted together.

Na Wu Delong jumped into the ring at the right time, and hugged his fists to everyone: "Thanks to everyone's attention, my martial artist will definitely throw his head and sprinkle (hot) blood, and also regain the honor for our northern region!"

His words instantly won the hearts of the people and received unprecedented support.

But then, Xiang Nan defeated the nineteenth and twentieth people.

There are still three groups left, a total of six martial arts juniors.

That Wu Delong quietly gave Xiang Nan a look, and shook Xiao Jun's life talisman in his sleeve.

It's time.

In the first battle, Na Hong'er won, and he had to confront Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan walked towards her, hugged his fists and said, "Please ...... back"

"Whoa!" Na Hong'er spat at Xiang Nan's mouth and scolded: "Dog thief!

A little girl with a sign of appearance spits on a big man, which is really a bit unsightly.

But this Hong'er's move won a full house.

The people of the Northern Regions, all of them are united, and they are bound to defeat the "dog thieves" of the Southern Regions today!

Xiang Nan originally didn't have a expression, but after seeing Wu Delong's threatening eyes, he could only pretend to be angry, and laughed: "Northern Regions martial artist, there is not even one who can fight, and you dare to make a big statement in front of me?"

"What are you talking about!" many envoys from the Red Tassel Sect stood up one after another, pointing at Xiang Nan and scolding angrily.

The audience also scolded, and some even threw wine jars at Xiang Nan.

The red nose moved straight and said, "Look at the sword!"