Chatper 229 (1/2)

At this moment, the sky is not yet bright, but many big figures from the inner door have come, and everyone is sitting in the box, quietly waiting for the top 100 battle to start.

In a box above the north stand, Di Tian was also in it, but he respectfully stood behind a middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a Chinese-character face, thick and long eyebrows, and a golden robe, he sat on a Taishi chair, with a majestic and majestic appearance, as if he could dominate the world.

This person is the peak master of Tianshu Peak, and also the master of Di Tian, ​​a strong man at the peak of divine power, known as Tianshu Shenjun. Although he is now full of introverted breath, when his eyes are open and closed, sometimes there are scenes of stars collapsing. , which shows the merits of good fortune.

"Di Tian, ​​that little guy is Yang Xuan, who you are full of praise for, right?" At this moment, Tianshu Shenjun opened his mouth, and his eyes locked directly on a handsome young man with a bit of evil spirit in the west stand. .

"Master's wisdom is like a torch!" Di Tian nodded with a smile, Tianshu Shenjun left the customs last night, and he had never seen Yang Xuan, but now he recognized Yang Xuan at a glance. Just this ability, let Di Tian Amazed.

"Well, this child is not bad, not only has he comprehended the sword intent, but his physical body is also extremely strong. He should have practiced a complete ancient body refining secret technique!"

Tianshu Shenjun nodded, picked up the teacup on the table next to him, took a sip, and then tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic voice, and asked, "Did he really cross the ninth floor of the Zuwu Tower?"

"This is absolutely true." Di Tian said.

"For thousands of years, only Wu Ming has made it to the eighth floor. This kid is very extraordinary!" Tianshu Shenjun smiled and said, "Di Tian, ​​that kid's talent is much stronger than yours, so you're not jealous at all?"

"It's a lie to say that you're not jealous, but there's pressure to be motivated, isn't it?"

"Well, that's right. I haven't taught you for nothing over the years."

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"The Sword Fighting Conference is an annual event in my city. The main purpose is to screen out outstanding disciples for training. In the competition of martial arts, you must not pretend to be pretentious, and show me all your real skills. As long as you perform well enough, Sect rewards are indispensable."

Wearing a bright silver robe, the imposing and arrogant He Buyu quickly appeared. After a simple opening remark, he looked around the audience and nodded to the box where Tianshu Shenjun was located, and immediately said loudly: "The top 100 disciples are out. List."

Swish swish!

A group of a hundred people walked down the stand and, under the gaze of countless envious eyes, boarded a huge sword fighting platform in the center of the martial arts arena.

"Very good, you all saw yesterday's competition. It can be said that everyone performed quite well."

In the sky above the sword fighting platform, He Buyu nodded and said, "Let's get down to business, let's draw lots."

As soon as the voice fell, the sleeve robe waved, and a hundred tokens flew down.

Seeing this scene, hundreds of people on the sword fighting platform took action and grabbed a token.

Yang Xuan was also in it, neatly grabbing a token.

This is the lottery. Gao Yi mentioned it to Yang Xuan yesterday, so Yang Xuan is no stranger to this. He grabbed the token and saw a token with a "one" engraved on it.

"Look at the token each. There are one to one hundred numbers on it. The number one is to the number two, the number three is to the number four, and so on."

Having said this, He Buyu paused and said, "Now, the disciples who have drawn the first and second lottery will stay on the stage, while the others will go down and wait for their own competition."

Hearing this, a group of people got off the sword fighting platform.

Soon, there were only two people left on the sword fighting platform, but the moment they saw these two people, the whole audience was shocked, and the sounds of surprise and doubt came and went like a tidal wave, resounding one after another.

"It's really the enemy's road is narrow, the two are right now!"

"Zhuge Yun is in trouble. Against Yang Xuan, he has no chance of winning."

"Of course, even if Yang Xuan's strength is not as good as Xiao Buye and Jiang Yichen, it's probably not much worse, and it's easy to deal with Zhuge Yun."

"I heard that the two of them are going to fight for life and death on the sword fighting platform, but I don't know if Zhuge Yun would dare to sign a life and death contract with Yang Xuan and decide between life and death."

Under the clamor, Zhuge Yun's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Obviously, he did not expect to meet Yang Xuan in the first round.

"Zhuge Yun, didn't you shout to kill me? Now is the chance. Let's make a life-and-death contract first."

Zhuge Yun remained silent. Yang Xuan defeated Duan Hui, Lin Yu, and Wei Jun respectively yesterday. His strength was obvious to all. How could he be Yang Xuan's opponent? Once a life and death contract was made, he would surely die.

No one is not afraid of death, especially as a person with a prominent identity, who has been dressed in fine clothes since childhood, facing the imminent crisis of death, his whole body is trembling.

"Hey, Zhuge Yun, you're dumb, but say something."

"That's right, we're all waiting. If you don't dare to sign a life-and-death contract, then hurry up and admit defeat. Anyway, you are famous for bullying the soft and being afraid of the hard in the city of God. Even if you admit defeat, no one will laugh at you."

"Haha, this guy is cowardly."

Many sneers came from the stands from all directions, making Zhuge Yun so angry that his fingers were shaking. He knew that he would definitely become the laughing stock of Shencheng from now on, and he would lose all face.

"It seems that you have offended a lot of people in the city of God. So many people are waiting to see your jokes." Yang Xuan sarcastically said.

"I, admit, lose!" Zhuge Yun resisted the anger and killing intent in his heart, squeezed three words out of his teeth, and then hurriedly got off the sword fighting platform and left the martial arts arena in despair.

"Escape?"