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A crowd of people stood outside, a little far away from him, and one could vaguely see that the man was handsome when he was young, but now he looked haggard for some reason, and his eyes were slightly gray and lifeless.

He Houhan never imagined that in the era of Ge Changtian's hegemony, when the Qiqiao Cult almost swept the entire martial arts world, the only hero who could turn the tide back then was such a lonely middle-aged man.

The winger waved his hand, and the audience fell silent instantly. Everyone looked at him intently, a little fanatical and depressed. Even though he looked haggard now, he was still so prestigious.

The winger opened his mouth, his voice was thick and strong, and he used his internal strength to transmit the four directions, saying: "The first martial arts competition - the competition for ranking in the top ten masters, just click and stop." A few words, so simple that there is no hint of incitement , but it makes people feel inexplicably excited.

Many people below were blushing with excitement.

After saying that, the winger jumped off the stage and stood there watching from a distance.

Everyone was guessing who was the first to enter the ring, and He Houhan was also a little curious about who would be so generous—the first to go up, it would be difficult to stay until the end, even if he handed over the title of No. [-] in the martial arts world.

Hearing a loud shout: "I, Wei Shang, will take the lead!"

A muscular man with a leopard skin wrapped around his hand jumped onto the ring, his eyes were unruly, and he slammed a mace on the stage. It was Wei Shang.

He Houhan was secretly startled, could this person be sure to win against nine masters in a row?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a disciple of the Yushan sect floating up, really floating, slow and steady, without arrogance or impetuosity.The disciple was dressed in white, showing his lightness, compared with Wei Shang's arrogance, he showed a low-key pride.

He cupped his hands, and said in a cold voice, "Xiao Fang, the great disciple of Yushan Sect."

Wei Shang snorted, raised the mace, and smashed it without saying hello.

To shoot is to go all out, without reservation.

This kind of attack is rare, Xiao Fang seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but he didn't show any weakness, he drew out a thin sword, and with a leap of energy, he stepped on the head of the smashing stick, as if A white butterfly landed on a cluster of thorns, and the silver light flashed and rose up. Xiao Fang turned over Wei Shang's head, and a thin sword slashed towards the back of Wei Shang's neck——

An arm wrapped in leopard print suddenly stretched out to the back, Wei Shang seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he grabbed Xiao Fang's shoulder accurately, he yelled, and pulled it violently, the leopard skin swelled slightly again, and Xiao Fang Fang threw the whole person out.

No matter how you say it, Xiao Fang is also an adult man of about [-] catties, and now he is thrown out like a chicken, the scene is really frightening.

Wei Shang stood on the stage and laughed, brutal and powerful.

He laughed and said, "Sneak attack from behind and attack from the front? You're not as smart as a wild wolf!"

That Xiao Fang was kicked out of the arena, he was already considered a loser, now his face turned blue from anger in the audience, he finally seemed to have some popularity.

This time, Wei Shang's momentum increased even more, and the three of them in a row seemed to be getting more and more courageous as they fought, and their eyebrows were so open that they almost raised their eyebrows to the sky.

It was a time of silence on and off the stage.

A man with a long red stick jumped onto the ring, it was Zhong Zi.

He Houhan was a little surprised, but he didn't know that Zhong Zi was also in the top ten of the master list.

Zhong Zi clasped his fists calmly and said, "Jingliumen, the master of Jianfengtang, Zhong Zi."

Wei Shang glanced at him and snorted.

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Zhong Zi went up to stand still, but He Houhan didn't hold much hope in his heart.

Sticks belong to a category of weapons, and they are all heavy tossing. Wei Shang's mace is heavier than Zhong Zi's Chixiao stick, and he makes up for the bulky defect of the mace with his own domineering skill. Looking at it this way, Zhong Zi first started from Lost in the weapon used.

Sure enough, the two spent more than a quarter, and finally Zhong Zi's Scarlet Sky Cudgel and Wei Shang's Leopard Hook Cudgel faced each other head-to-head, and He Houhan immediately sighed deeply in his heart—loser.

Zhong Zi stepped back about ten steps in a row, and stepped on the empty ring with one foot. He seemed to pause, and then without hesitation, he tapped his other foot lightly on the ring, using his strength to jump back, and jumped off the ring.

It was right next to He Houhan.

Zhong Zi was neither humble nor overbearing, and his retreat was extremely graceful. Compared with Wei Shang's defiant attitude of everyone in Jingliumen, although his force was inferior, his momentum was not lost at all.

When Zhong Zi came, the atmosphere that was suppressed by Wei Shang, the dark horse, suddenly eased up, and even though the two were lost, they still did not lose their heroic demeanor.

He Houhan patted the clock, and said with a smile: "Master Zhong knows how to advance and retreat, and understands the general situation."

But Zhong Zi sighed slightly, and said in a low voice: "The sect master and the old sect master have not been here for a few years, the hall masters have performed their own duties, without a backbone, no concern for the status of the martial arts has faded, this year the sect masters The hall masters were even too lazy to come over, I only brought a few young disciples to see the world."

When He Houhan was told by him, he felt uncomfortable. Jiang Sheng went to sea to find a way to save him, but now... the good first family has made it so depressed.

He thought for a while, patted the clock, and said, "Master Jiangmen will come back sooner or later."

Zhong Zi smiled at him.

Just at this time, Wei Shang won another person - the ninth person.

He actually stood at the end.

Wei Shang looked around, seemed extremely proud, and shouted arrogantly: "Is there anyone else who wants to fight me?"

The crowd was silent.

He yelled twice again, but when no one answered, a look of joy suddenly appeared between his brows and eyes, and he suddenly turned to the winger and shouted: "I am the number one! I am the leader of the martial arts alliance now!"

The winger glanced at him and said nothing.

The corner of Wei Shang's eyes twitched, as if he had been greatly humiliated, he shouted angrily: "Why didn't you speak? Didn't you come to choose the next martial arts leader?"

Someone suddenly shouted: "The leader of the martial arts alliance needs the support of more than half of the seven great families of the three sects!"

This voice passed, and someone shouted again, a little mockingly: "The next martial arts leader will already belong to the first son!"

Wei Shang seemed to have been slapped by someone, and his face was flushed. Standing on the high ring, he glared at the audience. He roared like a ferocious beast, "Who is the first son? Come out and fight me!" !"

He Houhan was a little surprised, now in the martial arts world... there are still people who don't know about Jiang Sheng?He couldn't help thinking about it, seeing that Wei Shang's martial arts methods were unfamiliar, and he himself was a bit of a blood-drinking evil spirit. Where did it come from?

The person with a lot of good things at the bottom answered: "The number one son is the head of the Jingliu Sect——Jiang Sheng!"

Wei Shang was like a beast that found its prey in the dark, his eyes lit up, and he roared angrily: "Jiang Sheng! Get out and fight me!"

He looked like crazy.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, He Houhan thought in his heart, seeing Wei Shang like this, but he was obsessed.

Jiang Sheng didn't know where he was at this time, so naturally no one answered.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng couldn't be found, Wei Shang had brains, so he scolded Jingliumen instead: "Don't dare to come out! Everyone in Jingliumen is trash, they dare not fight me!"

Zhong Zi clenched his fist, his cheeks swelled up, He Houhan glanced at him, pressed his arm, Zhong Zi's figure froze suddenly.

Both of them knew that Zhong Zi had just been defeated...it would be nothing but humiliation for him to go up again.

Wei Shang was still in the arena, leaning on a mace and yelling: "...cowards, Jingliumen are all cowards! What number one son, if you don't dare to fight me, you are a coward!"

He Houhan bent slightly, and said, "Feixue, do you have your bone piercing needle?"

Jiang Feixue looked at him warily and nodded.

He Houhan pointed to Wei Shang, and continued: "Hit him."

Jiang Feixue's eyes widened all of a sudden, she opened her mouth to look at him, and asked hesitantly, "Who hit him?"

He Houhan thought for a while, and said, "You watch the fight... just to let you practice your hand."

Jiang Feixue nodded after hearing this, took out a cloth bag from her bosom, shook it open, and pulled out a needle, the length of a palm and the thickness of half a grain of rice. With a flick of the wrist, he shot out violently.

At the same time, He Houhan unknowingly untied the belt from the blade, and a black knife suddenly appeared. He flew onto the ring with lightness, flipped his palms, and slashed at Wei Shang with the back of the knife.

Wei Shang naturally turned around to block, he blocked the back of He Houhan's knife - at this time Jiang Feixue's bone piercing needle was right in front of his eyes, and hit him in the face with a "slap".

The whole place was silent.

The slender bone piercing needle fell to the wooden table with a "clang" and rolled twice.

He Houhan withdrew Li Ren, and said slowly: "She is Jiang Sheng's daughter—you can't even take a needle from her daughter, how dare you speak wild words here?"

Wei Shang glared at him, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "I remember you, you were the one who called the gunman from the audience this morning..."

He Houhan nodded slightly, looking even more arrogant than Wei Shang, looking at him with contempt.

This situation is a bit strange, He Houhan is just a scholar, he doesn't look much stronger than the powerless, but he has - I don't know how long he has been tempered and what he has experienced, so that he can be so natural... the momentum of the person.

Wei Shang was taken aback, frowned, and said, "Who are you?"

He Houhan raised his breath, and raised his voice, "Jingliumen Hanxiao Hall's master, Ji Ruisheng."

Wei Shang asked again: "Are you one of the top ten masters on the leaderboard?"

He Houhan shook his head.

Wei Shang seemed relieved, and said contemptuously, "Then what are you doing here?"

He Houhan looked very calm, and said, "I will teach you a lesson."

Wei Shang instant