"Martial Arts Hall?" Tang Yan chuckled, looked at the man with a sneer, and said, "Is this your attitude?"
As Tang Yan finished speaking, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze fell on Tang Yan, and he said again: "I want to join the martial arts hall."
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint aura emerged from his body, his eyes became cold, and a sign was thrown directly in front of Tang Yan.
Tang Yan stretched out his right hand to take the sign, glanced at it, and a look of surprise appeared.
"Wuzong?"
The man said nothing and looked at Tang Yan with a gloomy look.
"Are you sure you want to come to the Martial Arts Hall?" Tang Yan looked up at the man and said.
"Yes." The man nodded lightly, and then said coldly: "Arrange a fight for me as soon as possible. I want to fight Fengling!"
Tang Yan's expression changed, he looked at the man solemnly, and said, "What do you mean?"
"You don't have to worry about this, it's just what I arranged for you." The man's voice was a little dull, and his eyes became colder: "And I don't want you to leak this matter, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Tang Yan's expression became solemn, and he said in a low voice for a long time: "Are you sure you want to do this? Feng Batian is not something you can cause!"
The man's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "This is my business, you don't need to worry about it."
Tang Yan felt a little angry in his heart. He glanced at the sign in his hand and finally calmed down and said, "Okay."
"It's best today." The man said again.
"Okay." Tang Yan took a deep breath and threw the sign in his hand to the man: "What's your name?"
"Wang Luo!" the man said calmly.
He looked slightly surprised, nodded slightly, and said while walking outside: "Come with me." Hua Luo took the lead and walked outside.
When he came outside, the noise was harsh. Wang Luo frowned and glanced in the direction of the fighting platform. His eyes fell on a young man standing on the fighting platform with his hands behind his back.
"Is this Feng Ling?"
Wang Luo murmured, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, maybe this young man who had just risen would be wiped out by him.
He likes this feeling and likes to nip some so-called talents in the cradle.
Arriving in the dim hall, Wang Luo's eyes swept across the entire place, his expression showing disdain, he leaned against the stone pillar, closed his eyes and waited.
"Boy, why are you pretending to be awesome?" At this time, an arrogant voice sounded.
Wang Luo opened his eyes and looked at the man who spoke. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He glanced at the man lightly and said, "If you don't want to die, get out!"
As the man finished speaking, the man's whole body trembled, his eyes burst with anger, and his strength began to tremble, and he struck the man with his right hand with a sound of breaking through the air.
Wang Luo raised his right hand, and the energy flowed around. In the man's stunned look, it was like an iron pincer grasped his right hand, and in an instant, a strong force began to flow from the other man's body.
On one side of the man's face, when he was about to react, a trace of black aura filled the air. His right fist suddenly went numb, and then he felt a pain coming from all his limbs. The man's expression changed.
His expression turned painful, then ferocious, and finally he heard a dull roar, his body trembled rapidly, and he struggled, but his iron-like hands still held the man's hand and wouldn't let go.
The man struggled for a moment, and his body slowly became soft.
Wang Luo let go of the man's right hand, glanced at the man lying on the ground, snorted slightly, with a hint of disdain on his face, and then closed his eyes again.
At this time, the eyes around him obviously looked different at the man.
At this time, the noise outside became louder. When he opened his eyes, the man looked up and saw a young man wearing a white robe walking in from the outside. He still had a trace of the aura after the battle.
Zhang Fan seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked up. After his eyes fell on Wang Luo, he just glanced at it, then moved away, leaned against another pillar, closed his eyes, the purple light slowly flowed, and his whole body
Entered into a state of cultivation.
Looking at the young man, Wang Luo's expression became solemn. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that a young man could exude such a domineering and murderous aura, and it also smelled of bloodthirsty.
The look he gave him just now was indifferent and devoid of any emotion. He instantly felt like a poisonous snake being targeted.
Clenching his fists, Wang Luo realized that he might have underestimated, completely underestimated, this boy was really not simple!
Soon it was Wang Luo's turn for the first battle. He glanced at the young man leaning on the stone pillar again and walked outside.
Wang Luo stood on the fighting platform, looking at his opponent with a hint of disdain on his face. He was a first-grade martial artist, and it was absolutely no challenge to fight against a warrior-level person.
Also without using any martial soul's characteristics, the opponent was defeated in just a few minutes. This is the gap between martial arts masters and samurai. This gap cannot be bridged by anything.
The people around were a little surprised, and then cheered enthusiastically. Feng Batian's eyes were a little gloomy. If Feng Ling fought against this man, the chance of winning would be very low, or in other words, there was no chance of winning at all. He frowned slightly, and there was a gap between his eyebrows.
There was a trace of worry.
What would he do if the two of them really fought?
With a slight snort, Feng Batian's aura slowly circulated. Even if he broke the rules here, he would still step onto the battlefield. His son was not something anyone could move if they wanted to.
Closing his eyes, Feng Batian's breath returned to normal again.
Wang Luo walked back to the hall, his eyes fell on the man in white robe, with a trace of disdain in his eyes. At this time, he also wanted to understand, the aura is transcendent, you are also a young man... Even if you are gifted like a genius, you
He is still a young man. What should he be afraid of about a young man?
After two battles, the referee landed on the platform, his expression fluctuating a little. He didn't know if this was a deliberate arrangement, but he felt an inexplicable sense of expectation in his heart.
A dark horse boy who has been creating miracles, and a master with martial arts master level. What kind of sparks will be sparked in the collision between the two? Will Zhang Fan create miracles again? Or will the master with martial arts master level prove everything with his strength?
After the man's announcement, the venue instantly became quiet, and then cheers erupted throughout the venue, making the noise extremely harsh.
Everyone began to place bets. Between the two, Wang Luo's proportion was still larger, accounting for three-fifths of the audience. After all, martial arts masters were a level that should not be underestimated. Even though Zhang Fan was a dark horse who could create miracles, in absolute terms.
Still vulnerable to the strength.
And those who chose Zhang Fan had some inexplicable restlessness in their hearts. They firmly believed that Zhang Fan would still create this miracle, and they were encouraged by inexplicable expectations.
"Miss, what are we doing here? It's better to go back quickly. The master of the house will definitely talk about us if he knows we are here!"
At this time, two girls walked into the martial arts hall. The girl walking in front had a faint smile, her pretty little face was a little excited, and a pair of beautiful big eyes swept back and forth. After hearing the anxious voice of the girl behind her,
, wrinkled his cute little nose and said: "Humph, I finally managed to sneak out once. I heard it's very exciting here. Let's see if there's anything there. If you don't tell me, my father won't know."
While talking, the girl pulled the girl behind her and sat down where they were seated.
The two sat down and immediately attracted a lot of attention from around them. After all, it was rare to see two beautiful girls come here.
"Hey, why is there no battle?" Ye Xuan's beautiful eyes were a little confused, and her face was slightly disappointed. Could it be that the battle was over?
"Miss, they have separate venues here. They'll be here soon. It's scary here. People will die. Let's go back." The girl sitting next to Ye Xuan had a vibrato in her voice and a look of fear on her little face.
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"What are you afraid of? As a warrior, if I am afraid of these things, how can I achieve great things in the future?" When she said this again, the excitement on the girl's face did not diminish at all.
"Do you two ladies place bets?"
At this time, a faint voice sounded, and the two looked up and found a staff member wearing Wu Dou Hall's unique clothing standing in front of them.
"What bet?" Ye Xuan was a little confused.
"Miss, betting is gambling to see who can win the game. If you choose correctly, you can win money. If you lose, you will lose it." The girl sitting next to Ye Xuan explained.
"Really?" Ye Xuan nodded and looked at the staff member: "Who are they this time?"
"A player with only a warrior level versus a person with the strength of a martial artist." The staff member's expression also fluctuated a bit.
"Then the martial arts master must have won." Ye Xuan said without thinking.
"Miss, not necessarily." When the staff member heard what Ye Xuan said, his expression suddenly became serious and said: "It seems that it is the first time for the two ladies to come to our martial arts hall. You don't know, the one with the warrior level
Although he is only a young man, he has continued to create miracles. He has never lost from the first battle to the present, and his martial arts skills have never been shown. He is now a dazzling star here."
"Really?" Ye Xuan's beautiful eyes widened with a little disbelief on her face. Then she looked at the serious-looking staff member and said again: "What are their names?"
"The young man at the warrior level is named Fengling, and the other one is named Wang Luo. He has also just been promoted, but he is very strong and has never shown any martial arts." The staff member replied, not noticing that after he finished speaking,
As she spoke, Ye Xuan's little face was filled with shock.