As soon as the name "Yun Che" sounded, Cang Yue reacted faster than Yun Che. She grabbed Yun Che's hand and her voice was nervous and excited: "Junior Brother Yun, it's your place."

"Brother-in-law, come on! Bring down all your opponents to those who laugh at us!" Xia Yuanba said with a tight fist.

"Come back soon." Yun Che threw a word casually, left the seat, and walked onto the sword controversy platform.

The No. 15 Sword Contest also suddenly became the focus.

"Look! That boy from Cangfeng Royal Family has come up!"

"Tsk tsk, that person named Fu Yanjie is so lucky. I met this guy in the battle. Why didn't I have such a good life?"

"I remember that Fu Yanjie seemed to be at level 2 of Lingxuan Realm. He probably could beat him down with three moves... Ahhhhh! Why didn't I be assigned to the fifteenth group? Otherwise, even if I lost all the other eleven games, at least I could still beat this boy from the Cangfeng Royal Family."

A large number of laughter suddenly sounded around.

Yun Che turned a deaf ear to the sounds around him. He was silently looking at the opponent in front of him. His first opponent was big and round, strong, and he was holding a machete eight feet long in his hand. However, these were not what Yun Che paid attention to. What Yun Che cares about was the sneer on the corner of the man's mouth and the tyranny that kept flashing in his eyes.

"Ha..." Yun Che's brow moved slightly, and a very light sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

[     "The competition begins!!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the giant sword in Fu Yanjie waved his hand violently, bringing up a howling sword wind. He looked at Yun Che and sneered in a very low voice: "Yun Che, you are unlucky to meet me, please lie down for me!"

Amid the sneer, Fu Yanjie stepped forward without waiting for Yun Che to take out his weapon. He was strong and the knife in his hand was quite huge, but it was not slow at all. He shouted softly, swung the big knife, and rolled the mysterious power and slashed at Yun Che's left arm.

At the seat of the Fentian Gate, Fen Juebi smiled and said, "Brother, wait and see the show. This person has specifically explained that he will not give Yun Che any chance to admit defeat, but will cut one of his arm as quickly as possible and then cut him in the face."

"Very good." Fen Juecheng's mouth moved and he smiled coldly.

The sword wind that came towards him was extremely cruel and had no intention of hiding his hand. Yun Che slightly sided and avoided the knife, but Fu Yanjie's sword instantly lifted upwards... The direction he was flipping was clearly Yun Che's face.

Yun Che's eyes froze, and then he became furious... He could forgive even if he cut my arm, and he could tolerate even if he lost half of his life, but he actually wanted to destroy my face!! It's unbearable, and his uncle can't tolerate even if he can't!

A fierce light flashed in Yun Che's eyes. He was short and dodged the knife. Then he did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly moved forward like lightning, and his elbow hit Fu Yanjie's lower abdomen.

"Damn! This guy is looking for death!"

"Is this kid crazy? Fu Yanjie didn't even have to open his eyes. He could kill him directly by slashing down. After all, he was still young. Not only was his mysterious power low, but his combat experience was also bad."

However, the next scene made everyone stunned... After Yun Che forced himself to advance and attacked Fu Yanjie's lower abdomen, Fu Yanjie's knife in the sky did not fall down, but froze there, until Yun Che straightened up and then took two steps back, his arm still did not fall down.

Bang...

The knife in Fu Yanjie's hand fell to the place.

"Uh...uh..." A hoarse voice overflowed from his mouth. Fu Yanjie's eyes widened, and they were extremely exaggerated, almost jumping out of his eyes. He slowly knelt on the ground, covered his lower abdomen in pain, curled up there like a shrimp, his whole body trembled, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed like a rainstorm, and the blood in his mouth flowed out with white foam.

Although Yun Che's elbow hit just now did not repel Fu Yanjie's half step, the powerful force had dispersed into countless beams of violent surges into his body, causing him to lose his combat power in a moment of great pain. If it weren't for the fact that this was the field, Yun Che did not want to be deprived of the competition because of this, just because he wanted to destroy his face, he would have completely destroyed Fu Yanjie.

Yun Che lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yanjie who was in pain at his feet, and said coldly in a low voice: "You and I have no grudges and no grudges. You have no reason to attack me. It seems that someone was using it as a knife. I can't guess who made you move for the time being, but I believe I will know soon. Go back and tell that person that I will take over his provocation, and I am afraid that he will not be able to bear the consequences."

Fu Yanjie was still curled up on the ground, unable to even say a clear word.

"Fu Yanjie fell to the ground for ten breaths! Yun Che, the Cangfeng royal family, won!"

Yun Che walked off the sword controversy platform slowly, and Fu Yanjie was still curled up there and could not stand up for a long time. After a long time, his two fellow disciples went up with a blush and dragged him down.

The disciples of the sect who were waiting to see one-sided show were stunned and looked at each other.

"What's the situation? Fu Yanjie was defeated?"

"It should be Yun Che's attack that happened to hit Fu Yanjie's dantian air valve, causing Fu Yanjie to completely lose his strength at once... It should be that's it?"

"Well, it seems that I can only explain this. However, Fu Yanjie was defeated by a subordinate of the True Xuan Realm, which was really embarrassing."

Yun Che walked slowly. He half-squinted his eyes, concentrated his energy, and felt the surrounding aura expressionlessly. Not long after, he felt a trace of murderous aura coming... This murderous aura was extremely slight, but Yun Che was too familiar and sensitive to murderous aura. He instantly looked at him and looked at the eyes of the master who released the murderous aura... After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and returned to the seat.

Fenjuecheng... Hehe, it turned out to be him. Yun Che smiled coldly, thought about what happened last night, and immediately realized it.

With only a moment of eyes touching, Fen Juecheng could not have the terrifying spiritual sense of Yun Che, so naturally he would not have known that Yun Che knew that he was secretly attacking. The result of this battle made Fen Juecheng's face sink again: "It seems that we underestimated this Yun Che."

"Tsk." Fen Juebi was extremely disdainful: "No matter what, it was just a ridiculous realm. Fu Yanjie obviously lost because he underestimated the enemy and was unlucky. If nothing unexpected happens, Yun Che's opponent in the next game happened to be Fu Yanjie's twin brothers. His mysterious power is one level higher than Fu Yanjie, and he will never let Yun Che have any luck."

The first round of the ranking battle is in full swing. As Cang Yue said, the group stage is very fast, and only one and a half hours have passed, and each swordsman has already played thirty games on average. Among them, there are battles and hard battles. Generally, most people from the four major sects will admit defeat directly. Especially when encountering big bosses such as Ling Yun, Xiao Kuanglei, Yan Jin, and Shui Wushuang, the opponent basically admits defeat directly if he doesn't even have the idea of ​​taking action... Otherwise, if the opponent accidentally takes action a little harder and gets seriously injured, it will definitely affect the competition in other fields. It's better to just admit defeat and preserve your strength.

"The 35th Game of the 15th Group: Yun Che, the Cangfeng Royal Family, vs. Fu Yinjie, the Qiongyun Sect in the Southern Region!"

Yun Che's second game came, and the opponent in this battle made him stunned for a moment.

Well? Why is it so coincidental that it is the Qiongyun School of the Southern Region? And this name is quite familiar.

Yun Che stood on the sword controversy and looked at the opponent in front of him speechlessly. He was also big and round, and had a strong body. Except for the different clothes he wore, the others were exactly the same as Fu Yanjie who was beaten by him just now. Even his weapon was a giant machete.

"I'm Fu Yinjie! You actually seriously injured my twin brother just now, I'm ruining you!" Fu Yinjie raised his machete and roared angrily. His eyes, which were not too big, were full of fierce evil spirits.

"Haha, not only did the two twin brothers get into one group, but they also met the same opponent. It's so interesting."

"Fu Yinjie, hurry up and beat this kid to relieve your brother's hatred! He lost all of his uncle's house."

"If you lose too, you two brothers will just find a piece of tofu to kill you, hahahaha."

Yun Che's eyes glanced around him faintly, and the gloomy sneer of Fen Juecheng, the sarcastic faces of some disciples who thought they were superior, and the fierce and contemptuous eyes of Fu Yinjie in front of him. He saw that the corners of his mouth moved, and Yun Che sneered slightly.

Haha...Is it really like me, Yun Che, a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will?

Just because of you, are you also commenting on me in a contemptuous manner? Are you also worthy of laughing at me?

"The competition begins!"

"I want to destroy you!!" As soon as the referee's voice fell, Fu Yinjie raised his giant sword and roared at Yun Che. To outsiders, this was because Yun Che made Fu Yanjie lose face and was seriously injured, so Fu Yinjie's anger was normal. But Yun Che knew very well what his "anger" was.

"Just you?"

Yun Che smiled disdainfully, and amid the screams of many people, he directly hit Fu Yinjie's giant knife with empty hands, and the back of his hand instantly hit the back of the big knife.

Table Tennis!!

With a harsh sound of shattering, Fu Yinjie's sword filled with strong mysterious power directly cracked into several pieces. Before Fu Yinjie could scream, Yun Che's right foot had already flew up and kicked him in the chest.

With a "bang", Fu Yinjie's mysterious power defense was pierced like waste paper, and his six ribs broke in response to the sound. His strong body flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the mysterious power barrier behind, trembling faintly.

Fu Yinjie's body slid down the ground along the Xuanli barrier, collapsed on the ground, and fainted.

With a broken knife with empty hands, defeating the enemy, everything was only in a moment. All the people watching here lost their voices, and even the referee didn't have time to react.

"Hmph!" Yun Che snorted faintly, and without even looking at Fu Yinjie, he walked off the sword controversy with an expressionless face.

The referee woke up as if he was dreaming and quickly announced: "Cangfeng Royal Family Yun Che won!"
Chapter completed!