The old man's words echoed in the air for a long time. Everyone had never imagined that even if they didn't win this game, they wouldn't lose so quickly and miserably.
Two guards quickly ran up the ring and helped Ling Yun lying on the ground, walked down the ring, and disappeared into the crowd. Li Xuesong looked at Ling Yun's figure, had a smile on his lips, shook his head and retreated to Meng Liang.
Chu Yunlong looked at all this and tightened his strength with his hand holding the jade cup. "You are frivolous and can't hold back. You lose to your restless heart." Chu Yunlong seemed to be talking to Ling Yun, but the murmur came into the ears of the man in white beside him.
The man raised his head and looked at the people around Meng Liang, then lowered his head and said softly: "Are they strong? I will meet them in this game!" The man left the seat together as he spoke.
"Ming'er, be careful and don't underestimate the enemy!" Chu Yunlong watched the man get up and leave without forgetting to give advice.
The man walked straight towards the ring without responding, and his body jumped on the ring. "Chu Ming, Yanhuang Empire, please give me advice." The man in white stood on the ring, clasped his fists and said to Meng Liang's side.
"Ah, it's Chu Ming, it's Chu Ming!"
"Why did he return to the imperial capital? Hasn't he already worshipped under that man's sect?"
"Hehe, the future ruler of the Yanhuang Empire, the prince of the entire empire is going to participate in this event today." The moment the man in white came on stage, a series of discussion came from Ai Siyu. Only then did the two realize that the man in white would be the prince of the Yanhuang Empire and the next ruler of the empire.
He has always been a master and rarely returns to the Yanhuang Empire. Chu Yunlong arranged for him to participate in this competition just to accumulate some people's hearts for him, which will be beneficial to his future succession.
A man in purple dress appeared in front of Chu Ming with a head of hair, waved his long halberd in his hand, and his eyes swept on Chu Ming casually.
"I, Meng Li, come and accept your challenge." Meng Li's long halberd in his hand was already waving in mid-air as he spoke.
"Hehe, Siyu, who would win?" Zhang Hao looked at the two on the stage and asked with great interest.
"It's hard to say, their strength is almost the same, but I'm more optimistic about Chu Ming. He gives me a sense of calmness. With this calmness, I shouldn't lose!" Ai Siyu looked carefully and guessed.
In a flash, there was a wave of swords and swords on the ring. Chu Ming had the upper hand in the fight. Just as Ai Siyu guessed, he was extremely cautious in every attack, leaving no flaws for the other party.
Meng Li was in a state of weakness in the flash, and more and more flaws were exposed in the panic. Chu Ming's mouth felt a smile, and the long sword in his hand swung out quickly, and another sword hit Meng Li's chest. As a ball of blood mist was sprayed out, Meng Li stubbed to the ground.
"In this game, Chu Ming of the Yanhuang Empire won!" The silver-haired old man appeared on the ring again, and words without emotion came out again. There was a happier look on the faces of dozens of people on the Yanhuang Empire, and cheers came from the ordinary people watching around.
"Hehe, you really confused you!" Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at Ai Siyu with a lewd smile and praised.
"Damn!" Ai Siyu had not adapted to the word yet, and looked at Zhang Hao in a daze. "What a confusion! I got it by observing the status of the two of them."
"It's all the same, all the same, then who will win in the next game?" Ai Siyu looked up at Zheng Bo and a seemingly thin man who was already standing on the ring.
"Zheng Bo should win, that thin man's strength gives me a sense of silence." Ai Siyu observed carefully for a while and said softly.
"Oh, that's it. Then who would win in the end?" Zhang Hao cast a bad look again.
"I can't see the result! I guess you also found that there is a big flaw in these six-game four-winning system! It's too difficult for the side who wants to win four games, and it may even be a three-win and three-loss draw." Ai Siyu said in a low voice, looking at Zhang Hao who was nodding nonsed. Obviously, Zhang Hao had discovered these disadvantages long ago.
"What will happen if you draw?" Zhang Hao asked again.
"Hehe, it's possible that you will deliberately draw to protect the face of the two countries! If it really doesn't work, you can choose one person to play for the game!" Ai Siyu said indifferently, sweeping his eyes towards the man in black robe.
The face of the man in the black robe was completely covered in the black robe, and he could not see any facial features. Only those wolf-like eyes could be peeked at, but he could not see the slightest emotion contained therein.
Ai Siyu tried it out without gaining anything and had to look away. When his eyes swept across a corner of the seat, a green figure curled up there. Looking carefully, it was a woman with a veil, and her eyes were staring at this place.
"What a familiar look! Have you seen it anywhere!" Ai Siyu put away his doubts and turned his eyes to the ring.
Zheng Bo on the ring was extremely fast, and the long sword in his hand emitted a gray sword energy. Each attack reached the opponent's vital point without any sign of false fire.
The thin man's body was light and like a flying swift swiftly dodged and attacked the entire ring. Zheng Bo looked at the man who was running around and showed a helpless smile on his lips. His finger prints were turned, and the energy in his body was rapidly circulating along specific meridians. He used his right foot to move his energy and a piece of energy was kicked out.
The thin man's body floating in the air didn't know how to deal with it. His thin right hand played a combat skill like Qizhu. His body jumped upwards under the recoil of Qizhu and barely avoided the attack.
But before the thin body had fallen to the ground, a cold object had reached his neck, and his body trembled involuntarily. His eyes slightly slanted to see Zheng Bo leaning against him, and the long sword with a gray sword light was less than an inch away from him.
The thin man's heart, which had been left with a glimmer of hope, fell completely and had to admit that his skills were not as good as others.
"In this game, Zheng Bosheng of the Yanhuang Empire!" The silver-haired old man flashed and appeared on the ring again, and words were also heard without any emotion.
The onlookers under the ring watched the two consecutive games and couldn't suppress their inner joy, and shouts kept coming.
Chu Yunlong, who was sitting in the main seat on the east side, looked to the west side and shook his head a little helplessly.
"Hehe, I'm confused by you again!" Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and patted Ai Siyu on the shoulder and said with a smile. Looking at the vulgar face, Ai Siyu said nothing again, and replied to him with a big roll of eyes.
"Let's go to Zhang Hao in the next game!" Chu Yunlong said softly to the two people in the distance.
"Hehe, it's okay, I'm very tired, so I'll go up." Zhang Hao stood up and walked towards the ring after the next sentence.
"Zhang Hao, don't underestimate the enemy!" Ai Siyu hurriedly reminded him from behind, for fear that he would be too big. Zhang Hao did not reply anything, but just looked back and let out his unique vulgar smile.
The woman in green clothes on the west side of the ring saw Zhang Hao walking onto the ring, her body trembled, and her murderous intent became stronger in her eyes. She was about to get up to fight, but the man in black clothes in front of her signaled her to sit down.
"I'll do it! His strength is far above you, and I can't understand his background!" The man in black robe made a slightly hoarse voice, which made people know that the voice had been specially processed, in order to conceal his true identity.
The man in black robe finished speaking and disappeared on the seat. The next moment he appeared in front of Zhang Hao.
"I think you recognize my identity too! I didn't expect to meet you here!" The man in black robe said to Zhang Hao as soon as he appeared.
"Haha, yes, I recognized it from the beginning, but I didn't expect you to run out too." Zhang Hao glanced at the mysterious man indifferently and said softly.
"Hehe, who doesn't want to come out to play and see this magical continent." The man in black robe said a bit playful and slutty after that special treatment, but it was even more rude than the crow's screams.
"Since you've all come out, why do you still hide it? Wouldn't you be as open and honest as me?" Zhang Hao said with a slight ridicule, with more confusion in his eyes.
"Haha, it's better to cover it up, it won't cause any unnecessary trouble. Do we still have to compete today? If we compare, our true identities will be revealed in front of so many people, and that will not be good for you or me." The man in black robe whispered, his wolf-like eyes staring at Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao thought for a moment and felt that the other party was not inferior to his own aura. He knew in his heart that if the two of them would have fought hard, it would inevitably reveal some combat skills and magic weapons that could not be known to the world. If so, his identity would be completely exposed.
"Okay, there will be a chance to compete in the future, so let it go today!" Zhang Hao replied for a moment.
The two reached an agreement to walk towards the old man with silver hair. After a moment, the old man flashed and appeared on the ring.