The next match will be between Lin Tian and Luo Rui, a disciple of Bitao Pavilion.

Lin Tian walked up to the stage. Bitao Pavilion had a great reputation and strength, and the people it could send out were not just ordinary people.

Moreover, they used swords, while Lintian was using his bare hands, so there was an obvious difference.

However, Lin Tian will not suffer from stage fright.

He wants to give Ziyang Villa an explanation and cannot lose.

Luo Rui walked onto the stage. He was a gentle-looking man, about the same age as Lin Tian, ​​and he seemed a bit arrogant.

When Lin Tian's image and Luo Rui's image are compared together, Lin Tian, ​​who is wearing slippers and vest, looks very perfunctory, and people can't help but have a good impression of Luo Rui.

Luo Rui stood with his hands behind his back, holding a sword in his hand, looking quite like a hero.

He glanced at Lin Tian's empty hands and said loudly: "Take out your weapons."

Lin Tian spread his hands.

"No, that's fine."

Luo Rui has always been a bit arrogant. He usually lives a pampered existence in Bitao Pavilion. He doesn't have much experience outside and has an academic style.

He felt that Lin Tian's lack of weapons seemed like he was bullying others.

In the previous match between Cui Lin and Yuan Kun, he had this idea and felt it was unfair.

"I hope I'm fighting a fair game, I don't want to bully an unarmed person, take out your weapon."

Lin Tian heard his insistence and said quietly: "Okay, since you are so insistent."

As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his pocket.

This dagger is the black iron dagger Xuanji that he exchanged with someone in the dark market. It has a mechanism and the blade is stored in the handle. It is compact, short and easy to carry.

Compared with the long sword in Luo Rui's hand, it pales into insignificance.

The audience couldn't help laughing.

"It's just such a sword, it doesn't even have a blade. Compared with the sword from Bitao Pavilion, it's as ridiculous as a child's toy."

"It's better not to use it. It would be funny to take it out."

"The same goes for Luo Rui. It's a bit difficult for the people in Ziyang Villa to make such a request. They all fight with fists and they are not comfortable with weapons."

"What do you know? I came from Bitao Pavilion. This kind of behavior is called a gentleman."

"Mu Tian from Ziyang Villa looks very unfamiliar. He must be a casual cultivator they invited from outside."

"It is very possible that Ziyang Villa has gradually declined over the years."

"That's right, in the first two competitions, their Cui Lin won the first place, but then he couldn't do it anymore. Just now he was wiped out by the Kuanglong Island guys as soon as he came on stage."

"The dagger in Mu Tian's hand is not simple. I think the material seems to be black iron. Daggers made of this kind of material are extremely rare and may have a mechanism."

"Lori's weapons are not simple either. Bitao Pavilion has its own factory that develops and manufactures weapons. The swords made with high-tech technology will not be any worse than the black iron."

…

Cui Lin frowned slightly after hearing these unpleasant words.

It doesn't sound good, but it's true.

In the VIP table at Bitao Pavilion, Zhu Da and his four bodyguards were sitting, and there was not even an elder in sight.

This is the entire lineup of Bitao Pavilion for the arena competition.

They obviously no longer take this game seriously and feel that Hou Yongze will win without a doubt.

When the four bodyguards saw Lin Tian taking out a small dagger, one of them suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Da took off his sunglasses and immediately turned back to glare at the bodyguard.

"What a laugh!"

The bodyguard was scolded by him and quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Zhu Da looked at Lin Tian on the stage, stood up, and shouted at him.

"Boss, come on!"

As soon as these words came out, all the bodyguards looked strange.

Although Zhu Da and Lin Tian have a good relationship, Lin Tian's opponent is Luo Rui from Bitao Pavilion, who is their fellow junior.

They really wanted to wake up Zhu Da and make him sober, so that he would not let other people's ambitions destroy his own prestige.

The audience was surprised to hear cheers coming from the VIP seats, which rarely made any noise.

They all thought Zhu Da was cheering Luo Rui up, but Luo Rui knew clearly that the target was not him.

Zhu Da never said a word to him, so it was impossible to call him "boss".

The most likely possibility is that his opponent Mu Tian is.

As expected, Mu Tian waved his hand to Zhu Da.

Luo Rui's face suddenly turned ugly, feeling like he had been stabbed in the heart by one of his own.

Zi Bingbing looked at Zhu Da, who had a lot to play, and muttered angrily: "This guy really knows how to steal the show."

Luo Rui took a deep breath and looked at the dagger in Mu Tian's hand. Although this dagger did not meet his understanding of fairness, he would not say anything more.

Just because Zhu Da cheers for Mu Tian, ​​he must win this game and give himself a chance.

"let us start."

He hadn't finished the last word "ba", and when the sword was halfway drawn, Lin Tian moved.

Lin Tian didn't know when, but he had already rushed in front of him. Before he could reach him, his fists arrived first.

"boom!"

Luo Rui watched helplessly as the punch hit his shoulder, and a huge momentum sent him flying backwards.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was no longer on the stage.

He looked confused, and his sword fell not far away, still unsheathed.

"I lost?"

This realization filled him with fear. Before he could draw his sword or see Lin Tian's movements clearly, he fell outside the ring in a daze.

It’s so weird!

"The competition is over, Ziyang Villa Mutian wins!"

With the referee's announcement, everyone woke up from a dream and couldn't believe their ears.

The game ended too quickly!

Someone said: "Luo Rui is a gentleman. While he was still talking, Na Mu Tian took action. Poor Luo Rui, the sword didn't have time to be drawn out."

"It's too despicable. It's not honorable to win like this."

"Innocent! In a real fight, every minute and second is a critical moment that determines the outcome. The so-called gentleman is simply a taboo in fighting."

"That's right, this disciple of Bitao Pavilion, you can tell at a glance that he hasn't come out to practice much. The competition is uneven. If he really encountered the enemy, he would have died long ago."

"What a pity. This Luo Rui lost not because of his strength, but because of his lack of combat experience."

…

Zi Bingbing rubbed her eyes in disbelief and said in surprise: "The game is over before it even starts? Did that piece of wood sneak up on someone?"

The second elder squinted his eyes, and he saw the whole battle process just now.

"It's not a sneak attack, it's a real win. The casual cultivator we invited this time is a good seedling and can be made into something.

Most people thought it was Mu Tian who attacked the disciples of Bitao Pavilion, but this was not the case.

Mu Tian's speed has reached a certain point, and within two or three breaths of the opponent speaking and drawing the sword, he has completed the movement and punching."

Zi Bingbing was dubious.

"Is this guy really that powerful? I haven't seen him show it during normal practice."

Cui Lin was on the competition area with pleased eyes.

He lost, and there was Lin Tian. He believed that Lin Tian could go further.

Mu Tian threw a proud look at the bodyguards behind him, and those bodyguards were even more dumbfounded.
Chapter completed!