Chapter 347 The Head of the Eastern Wasteland Sect(1/3)
Qiyun City!
West of the city!
The bustling duel arena was filled with excitement.
"Yang Chao wins again!"
"Excellent! Four consecutive wins now!"
"The reward of four thousand Holy Orders is awesome, awesome!"
"..." ??
There were constant exclamations in the audience.
The loser is out, the winner is proud.
The man holding the two swords had cold eyes. He did not take a second look at the opponent who was defeated by his sword, but said to the referee on the sidelines, "One more round!"
Suddenly the boiling sound became more intense.
The referee on the sidelines immediately looked at everyone in the audience.
"The people on the stage choose to fight again. Who will appear on the stage? Who can stand up and end his winning streak?"
The atmosphere was stirred up.
The huge duel arena was filled with momentum.
"Yang Chao wants to challenge for five consecutive victories."
"Well, he wants to take five thousand holy orders!"
"I'm optimistic about him. This momentum is very strong and he can definitely give it a try."
"..." ??
The referee on the sidelines continued to shout, "Who is willing to go on stage and ask for a fight? Who can defeat this master who has won four consecutive victories?"
At this moment, Ye Suhe, who was sitting behind Xiao Nuo, shouted, "Here!"
Everyone on the field looked at one place.
Then, Ye Suhe stood up and pushed Xiao Nuo out directly.
Xiao Nuo was a little helpless.
Does the other party think that she dies too slowly, and wants to see her lose the game as soon as possible, and then she doesn't have the holy order to return her, so that she can use the knife on herself?
"Come on!" Ye Suhe raised a sultry smile at the corner of his mouth, then raised the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. The two fingers first pointed at his own eyes, and then pointed at Xiao Nuo's eyes, which were full of
Provocative meaning.
Xiao Nuo was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Under the gaze of everyone, he walked slowly to the stage of the duel.
"Please show me your participation token!" the referee said.
Most of the people on the field were spectators, and less than one-third were participants.
In order to prevent viewers from pretending to be participants, tokens will be checked in advance.
Xiao Nuo waved his sleeves.
"Whoops!" A white-feathered arrow flew out from Xiao Nuo's fingertips, and then was firmly nailed to a stone pillar on the side of the duel field.
The referee came forward to check and confirmed that it was correct.
Many people in the audience sneered at Xiao Nuo's move.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to be cool?"
"Hey, let him play around first, it will be too late to cry later."
"Yes, after all, it cost five hundred Holy Orders!"
"..." ??
In the audience, everyone was not optimistic about Xiao Nuo's unfamiliar face.
On the field, Yang Chao, holding two swords in his hands, had a cold look in his eyes.
"Hey, if I win you, I'll leave!"
Xiao Nuo calmly replied, "Then you may be disappointed. If you meet someone else, you may still have hope!"
"Huh?" Yang Chao's eyes were fierce, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and the two swords in his hands were each dyed with a layer of brilliance.
The light of the left-hand sword is blue, and the light of the right-hand sword is orange.
"The people in front of me were as confident as you before the game started!"
Xiao Nuo said nothing.
The officiating referee raised his arm high and then suddenly dropped it.
"start!"
As soon as it started, the battlefield atmosphere was instantly aroused.
Yang Chao, who was full of momentum, burst out with a stronger desire to attack than in the previous four games.
"Double Sword Style·Flying Wind Dance!"
"drink!"
The moment he finished speaking, Yang Chao rushed out like a bolt of lightning.
He leaped into the air, crossed his swords, and stepped forward.
The two swords in his hands release powerful spiritual energy, violent air currents surround the body, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, forming a destructible whirlwind tornado.
"Congratulations on your first trip to the stage!"
Yang Chao dived to attack, his swords fell down.
The whirlwind tornado rushed towards Xiao Nuo, and the current scene was quite shocking.
However, Xiao Nuo stood motionless...<
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Just when everyone thought that the other party was too frightened to move, Xiao Nuo raised his right hand, and a bright golden light spread lengthwise in front of his palm.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, Yang Chao's two swords struck Xiao Nuo's palm with all their strength.
In just the next moment, all the opponent's power was shattered.
"This is?"
Yang Chao was dumbfounded.
The spectators off the field also had their eyes wide open.
The tornado-like sword energy was all shattered.
"Bang!"
There was another explosion, Yang Chao's two swords were released, and he himself was directly blasted out of the battlefield.
Yang Chao landed heavily and even slid a five to six meter mark on the ground before he was able to stop.
In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.
Not to mention the audience outside the court, even the referee didn't react.
"what's the situation?"
"An illusion, it must be an illusion!"
"Try giving it a slap!"
"Snapped!"
"I call you ancestor, I asked you to slap yourself, not me."
"Say it earlier! My hands are numb from fanning."
"Don't explain. When the fighting on the stage is over, we will go up and compete. Today, either you will die or I will live!"
"..."
After a brief silence, the duel arena became noisy.
Ye Suhe, who was in the audience, shook his head and cursed, "It's useless!"
The referee immediately declared Xiao Nuo the winner.
There was even a sly smile on his face.
After Yang Chao was defeated, all the rewards accumulated before were invalidated. In this way, 4,000 Holy Orders were directly saved.
To be continued...