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"If you don't agree, you can come up and spar with me. But I want to warn you that fists and feet have no eyes. If you get killed accidentally, you can't blame anyone else."

Qi Yun waved his folding fan, looking at the people in the audience with a smile on his face, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"..."

How could the people in the audience not hear the threat in his words?

For a moment, most people fell silent. The Qi family had an extraordinary status in this frontier town outside the Great Wall. If they were accidentally offended, there would be big trouble.

"I'm here to play with you."

A young man holding a sword came flying over. He was wearing an expensive brocade robe and looked like he had a complicated background.

After the young man came on stage, he drew his sword and said, "I am Chu Zhao from the Qingfeng Sword Sect of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Please teach me."

"Oh! You don't know how to live or die."

Qi Yun's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent, and he instantly waved his folding fan and rushed towards Chu Zhao. What Qingfeng Sword Sect? He had never heard of it, and thought it was just a small sect.

This is a frontier town outside the Great Wall. Even if a dragon comes, we have to lie down obediently!

The two men fought each other instantly. Chu Zhao was a seventh-grade warrior, while Qi Yun was much weaker, only at the sixth-grade level.

It can be seen that Chu Zhao's swordsmanship was learned from a famous teacher. When he displays it, it is smooth and flowing, combining both hardness and softness, and is extremely mysterious. The sword energy continues to spread and the attack is powerful. Moreover, his body movements are also extraordinary. Every step is just right, and afterimages appear one after another.

Overall, Chu Zhao's moves were in accordance with the rules. He wasn't strong, but he wasn't weak either.

In contrast, Qi Yun had learned very mixed things, and faced with Chu Zhao's attack, he seemed a little restrained and was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

"Damn it."

Qi Yun's face looked extremely ugly. He had thought that the person who came on the stage was just a small figure from a small sect, but he didn't expect that his strength was so strong.

Perhaps it was not that Chu Zhao was strong, but that Qi Yun was too weak. He was just a playboy who wasted most of his time on wine and women. How could he have the time to practice martial arts properly?

"..."

Murong Hao showed a faint smile on his face. Qi Yun was just a waste. How could he be qualified to marry his daughter?

After a few moves.

"It looks like Qi Yun is going to lose."

Wen Jiu whispered that Qi Yun was already in a panic and was constantly avoiding Chu Zhao's attacks. If he just made a move and put more effort into it, Qi Yun would definitely be defeated.

Ye Lingtian smiled and said, "Not necessarily."

"Forehead......"

Wen Jiu looked at Ye Lingtian in confusion. Qi Yun was already showing signs of defeat, so was there any other tricks he could use?

Ye Lingtian did not explain.

boom!

After a while.

Chu Zhao used the "Gentle Wind Blowing Willows" move and knocked Qi Yun to the ground with the first hit.

Chu Zhao pointed his sword at Qi Yun: "You lose!"

"it is good."

Everyone in the audience laughed. Qi Yun's arrogance just now made them feel very uncomfortable. Now that Qi Yun fell to the ground, they felt very refreshed.

"......"

Qi Yun's face looked grim. He tightly grasped his folding fan, slowly got up from the ground, and was about to turn around and leave the stage.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao ignored it and looked at the people below the stage and asked, "Who wants to challenge me?"

call out!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yun immediately turned around, and a silver needle flew out of the folding fan and instantly pierced Chu Zhao's back.

puff!

Chu Zhao's body trembled and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"you......"

He turned around, stared at Qi Yun angrily, and was about to attack again, but he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The silver needle was highly poisonous, his lips turned somewhat black, and the true energy in his body was rapidly dissipating.

"Idiot, the battle isn't over yet."

Qi Yun let out a sinister grin, and instantly rushed in front of Chu Zhao, punching Chu Zhao in the chest several times, knocking Chu Zhao back repeatedly.

Then he kicked Chu Zhao and he was kicked off the stage. His body hit the ground hard and blood spurted out.

"I won."

Qi Yun gently waved his folding fan with a smug smile on his face.

"Despicable! So fucking despicable."

"Shameless villain, actually attacked by surprise."

"Get off the stage, you bastard."

"Using hidden weapons, you are a villain..."

The martial artists present all cursed angrily.

"..."

Wen Jiu looked at Ye Lingtian, it seemed that what he said was right.

Qi Yun ignored the insults from these martial artists. He said to Murong Jing, "Miss Murong, I won this round."

"Little man."

Murong Jing stared at Qi Yun with a cold face and a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"There seems to be no rule against using hidden weapons in this martial arts competition for a bride, right? And my son didn't admit defeat just now. It was Chu Zhao who was careless. Who can be blamed?"

A joking voice was heard, and Chifeng Hai came over with a few mysterious people.

"It's the head of the Qi family, Qi Fenghai, a master-level expert."

When everyone saw Chifeng Hai coming over, they couldn't help but stare at him and immediately chose to shut up. In front of Chifeng Hai, they naturally didn't dare to say much and took the initiative to make way for Chifeng Hai and others.

Some martial artists who were originally upset with Qi Yun and were planning to teach him a lesson now remained silent and did not dare to act rashly.

Chifeng Hai stepped forward, clasped his fists towards Murong Hao and said, "Brother Murong, does what I just said make sense?"

Murong Hao glanced at Qi Fenghai calmly and said, "You are right. This martial arts competition does not prohibit the use of hidden weapons. Come, take Master Chu to heal his wounds."

Someone immediately stepped forward and carried away Chu Zhao, who had fallen to the ground.

"Thank you, Uncle Murong."

Qi Yun clasped his fists towards Murong Hao with a smile on his face.

He stared at the martial artists below with a proud look and said, "I am here on the stage. If anyone is dissatisfied, come up and challenge me."

"..."

Everyone looked unnatural. If there was only one Qi Yun, some people would dare to go on stage and continue the challenge. However, now that Qi Fenghai appeared here, they naturally did not dare to take action.

after awhile.

No one came on stage.

Qi Yun said with a proud look on his face: "Everyone, thank you for letting me do this!"

"Xiaojiu, go up and practice."

At this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from and happened to see Ye Lingtian.

"It's him......"

Murong Jing was also stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.

"I?"

Wen Jiu was stunned. Is it appropriate for a woman like her to participate in a martial arts competition to win a husband?

"Didn't this guy want to steal my Xiaobai and even sent people to hunt you down? Go up and teach him a lesson."

Ye Lingtian smiled.

Wenjiu didn't say much when he heard this. His figure flashed and he appeared on the stage in an instant.

"It's you."

Seeing Wen Jiu coming on stage, Qi Yun raised his eyebrows.

The people he sent out to kill this woman have not been heard from until now, but she is still alive. It seems that those people failed.

Wenjiu did not reply, but just stared at Qi Yun with an indifferent expression.

"..."

Qi Yun's face looked a little gloomy, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The people he sent out were all experts, but this woman was still alive, which showed her extraordinary strength. He was most likely no match for her.

He couldn't help but look at Chiffon Hai subconsciously.

"What do you mean? A woman is also attending the martial arts conference?"

Chifeng Hai spoke, with a hint of reprimand in his words.