Amid the praises of the powerful children led by the Second Prince and Ye Wen, a tall, strong, handsome man wearing a fiery red robe and holding a fiery red sword in his hand, walked along the stairs with a smile on his face and headed to the No. 8 arena. His sharp eyes released a scorching light and stared at Ye Chen tightly, as if Ye Chen was a precious treasure.
"Sword crazi Zheng Hao!"
Seeing the handsome man in a fiery red robe and the audience under the No. 8 arena, they couldn't help but exclaim loudly.
"Ye Wen, Ye Chen is in danger! I didn't expect that he was so lucky that he actually met Zheng Hao. Otherwise, with his strength, he would definitely win Bai Liansheng!"
Looking at Zheng Hao, who was releasing the scorching breath in his eyes, the second prince's face changed and he said with a serious look on his face.
Hearing the second prince's words, Ye Wen did not respond immediately, but stared at Zheng Hao on the No. 8 ring with his eyes tightly, his hands hanging down, and he couldn't help but clenched into fists.
Ye Chen, standing on the No. 8 ring, felt the high fighting spirit released in Zheng Hao's eyes, his face changed slightly, and a sharp light flashed through his sharp eyes, staring tightly at Zheng Hao who was slowly walking onto the ring.
"You are very good! I hope you can show all your strength, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to guarantee that you can walk out of the arena safely!"
As he stepped onto the ring, Zheng Hao, wearing a fiery red robe, stood opposite Ye Chen and said with a serious face.
"Is that true? I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"
Hearing Zheng Hao's words, Ye Chen's mouth raised slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly with a calm expression on his face.
"Very good! I hope you don't let me down!"
Hearing Ye Chen's words and seeing Ye Chen's calm face, Zheng Hao shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.
After saying that, Zheng Hao turned around and walked backwards, stood at the edge of the ring, turned around, and looked at Ye Chen dozens of meters away.
"I announce the official start of the game!"
Seeing Ye Chen and Zheng Hao ready, a sword light flashed in the old referee's eyes, walked to the center of the ring, announced loudly, and quickly retreated to the edge of the ring.
As soon as the old referee's voice fell, Zheng Hao released an astonishing momentum, and invisible pressure spread around with it as the center, covering the entire No. 8 arena. Some warriors and magicians close to the No. 8 arena, after feeling the invisible pressure, their faces changed drastically and retreated to the back with difficulty.
Ye Chen also knew that Zheng Hao's strength was incomparable to dozens of opponents before. Therefore, Ye Chen did not rely on lightning speed and unparalleled attacks like he did to deal with other opponents, approaching the opponent's defense, breaking through the opponent's defense, and causing the opponent to lose his combat power.
Instead, while Zheng Hao released his powerful aura, he released his aura. Suddenly, he saw a huge aura that was surging like a wave, gushing out of his body. A cold murderous intent mixed in his strong aura, mixed into a cold and unparalleled aura, carrying an extremely powerful pressure, crushing around with his body as the center, competing with the momentum released by Zheng Hao, and launching a silent contest on the No. 8 ring.
Ye Chen's aura came out, especially the extremely fierce murderous intent emitted from his body, which changed the faces of the warriors and magicians near the No. 8 are as if facing a vicious and extremely ferocious ancient beast. He involuntarily released the aura on his body, aroused the fighting spirit and magic power in his body, and retreated to the rear, fearing that he would be swallowed by the ferocious ancient beast one step too late.
Feeling the strong aura released from Ye Chen, Zheng Hao's face turned slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining with dazzling brilliance, and an invisible high fighting spirit was released from his eyes.
Seeing Ye Chen under Zheng Hao's aura, he not only did not have any fear, but instead released a momentum that surprised Zheng Hao with high fighting spirit. Ye Wen, who was paying close attention to Ye Chen, secretly relaxed his heart. He knew that Ye Chen's strength was much stronger than what he knew. He couldn't help but let go of his nervous mood, began to open his eyes wide, staring at Ye Chen and Zheng Hao on the ring, wanting to see what kind of surprise Ye Chen, the cousin he personally picked up, would give him.
The second prince standing beside Ye Wen felt the change in Ye Wen's expression. On the ring, the wind was light and clouds were calm. Ye Chen, who was sure to win, had his eyes shining and his head was rapidly moving.
As time went by, Ye Chen and Zheng Hao's aura became stronger and stronger. Invisible pressure spread wildly on the No. 8 ring. Invisible forces rolled violently on the No. 8 ring. If the formation was not arranged on the No. 8 ring, then the No. 8 ring might have turned into countless ashes under the astonishing momentum of the two.
When Zheng Hao's aura reached its peak, Ye Chen's aura was still growing, as if there was no end, Zheng Hao's face changed slightly, a light flashed in his eyes, a roar, and his feet pushed the ground hard, turning into a red lightning, and running straight towards Ye Chen's side.
The fiery red sword in his hand was like a fiery red dragon, with a scorching edge, leaving behind red afterimages, and stinging towards Ye Chen's body.
Ye Chen, whose momentum was rising, saw Zheng Hao launching a fierce attack on him. His eyes flashed, his body moved, and turned into a white lightning, and he met him. The sharp sword in his hand danced lightly, and the extremely sharp sword light shot out from it, shooting towards Zheng Hao's body continuously.
Faced with the attacks of many sword lights, Zheng Hao's expression remained unchanged, and his speed of running remained unabated. The fiery red sword in his hand trembled slightly, and tiny fiery red sword lights shot out from it, facing the sword lights swung by Ye Chen, and met the sword lights swung by Ye Chen, making violent explosions, turning into light spots all over the sky, disappearing invisible.
When the light spots in the sky dissipated, Ye Chen and Zheng Hao met. The sharp sword in Ye Chen's hand and the fiery red sword in Zheng Hao's hand collided together, making a crisp sound of metal collision. A brilliant spark suddenly burst out when the two sharp swords collided together. A powerful force fluctuation spread around the center with Ye Chen and Zheng Hao. When it spread to the edge of the No. 8 arena, a half-moon transparent light shield appeared, eliminating the power fluctuations aroused by Ye Chen and Zheng Hao invisible, making it impossible for it to spread outside the No. 8 ring.
After Ye Chen and Zheng Hao collided with each other and had the first collision, Ye Chen did not hesitate at all. He roared angrily, and the magic power in his body rolled rapidly. The Ghost Shadow Step used Ali's steps, and his body flashed flexibly. The sword technique of the Deadly Thirteen Swords turned into deathly sword lights in his hands, covering Zheng Hao's body.
Facing the sharp attack of Ye Chen's thirteen Deadly Swords, Zheng Hao roared angrily, and the fighting spirit in his body rolled. An excited look flashed on his handsome face. The scorching flames jumped on the fiery red sword in his hand. With the wave of his arms, they turned into a series of scorching flame sword lights, defeating the sword lights swung by Ye Chen, and slashed towards Ye Chen's body without diminishing power. He was avoided by Ye Chen's ghost step and slashed hard on the hard bluestone ground, making a crisp sound. The energy contained in it was absorbed by the transparent light shield on the No. 8 ring.
Feeling the powerful energy fluctuations contained in the fiery red sword in Zheng Hao's hand, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the magic power in his body surged rapidly, his feet were constantly stepping on the hard bluestone ground, and his legs were constantly moving under the support of his feet, and his body kept flashing on the No. 8 ring. On the No. 8 ring, white afterimages were left, allowing the fiery red sword in Zheng Hao's hand to continue to hit the air.
Seeing that Ye Chen was too fast and his steps were too weird, his attack had no effect on him, and he was just wasting his body and fighting spirit in vain. Zheng Hao turned his head and attacked to defense, his body remained unchanged, his eyes released sharp light, and the fiery red sword in his hand stood across his chest, quietly waiting for Ye Chen's attack.
"Ah! The sword crazy Zheng Hao actually adopted the guardianship! It's so surprising!"
"The sword magician with unparalleled attack power was forced to take a guardian posture. How powerful should that Ye Chen be!"
"The children of aristocratic families are children of aristocratic families. With the supply of a large amount of cultivation resources, the strength they possess is indeed not comparable to that of us casual cultivators!"
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Zheng Hao took a guardian action, which surprised the audience under the No. 8 ring and started to discuss it involuntarily.
Seeing Zheng Hao taking the guard posture, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with a splendid light. After a moment of hesitation, he mobilized the magic power in his body and used the Five Elements Sword Technique. Suddenly, he saw a five-color sword light containing powerful energy fluctuations, shooting out from the sharp sword in his hand, turning into five sword lights of different colors like lightning. With their own different auras, he quickly slashed towards Zheng Hao's body along five strange angles, as if he would not give up until he killed Zheng Hao.
Facing Ye Chen's five sword lights with different colors and auras, a hint of surprise flashed in Zheng Hao's eyes, and he roared, "Good come!" and encouraged the fighting spirit in his body, waved the fiery red sword in his hand, and stabbed in the direction of the five sword lights.
Suddenly, countless hot and leaping flames surged from the fiery red sword in Zheng Hao's hand, and with the wave of his arm, they turned into flame sword lights, and quickly slashed towards the five sword lights with different colors and auras.
However, what Zheng Hao did not expect was that the flame sword light he swung had just left the fiery red sword. The five sword lights he swung out seemed to have the spirit to avoid danger by himself. They rolled in the air, changed direction, and quickly slashed towards his body along five strange corners.
As for the five flame sword lights that Zheng Hao waved, they lost their target and slashed hard on the hard bluestone ground, making a few violent explosions. The powerful energy fluctuated across the No. 8 ring and was absorbed by the transparent light shield on the No. 8 ring.
Looking at the five sword lights of different colors that were about to hit him, Zheng Hao's face changed slightly. The fiery red sword in his hand swung rapidly, leaving a fiery red sword net, covering him in order to block the attack of five sword lights of different colors.
However, the five sword lights of different colors far exceeded Zheng Hao's estimate. He waved the fiery red sword in his hand and only defeated three sword lights. The other two sword lights passed through the dense sword net in front of him and fell onto his body, knocking him away several meters away, and falling to the ground fiercely.