Lin Bai's sudden decision also surprised Han Zong and Chen Feiying, but neither of them said much. After all, the two of them invited Lin Bai over to seek more benefits for the Sword Alliance. Now Lin Bai
If you want to break with the Right Prime Minister's Office and the Imperial General, you will definitely want to gain more benefits.
In Zuimeng Pavilion, Chen Feiying first arranged for many singers to add to the fun, and everyone drank and talked. In the blink of an eye, two or three hours had passed.
At this moment, Leng Jian came to the Accord, stood beside Lin Bai, and whispered: "Lord Ye Di!"
Seeing Leng Jian appearing next to Lin Bai, Han Zong and Chen Feiying's eyes suddenly lit up. Now they finally understood that the person who had been following Lin Bai and doing things for Lin Bai should be Leng Jian.
At this time, Han Zong and Chen Feiying also figured out why the two of them hadn't spread the word about the martial arts competition yet. Everyone in the bad house knew about it. This must be Leng Jian's method!
Leng Jian handed over a booklet in which hundreds of powerful warriors in the Ascension Realm were registered. Basically, they were all warriors at the third or fourth level of the Ascension Realm.
After Lin Bai took a casual look, he threw it to Leng Jian and said, "It seems that there are quite a few warriors who want to earn these 200,000 spiritual crystals. Actually, even a group of warriors at the seventh or eighth level of the Aspiration Realm have taken action?"
"In that case, let's get started. I haven't seen a martial arts contest for a long time."
Lin Bai chuckled.
Leng Jian nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Yedi!"
Immediately, Leng Jian walked out and ordered the venue to be cleared. After all the singers retreated, the competition stage was freed.
Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Han Zong, go and host it!"
Han Zong stood up from his seat, cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Yes! Lord Yedi!"
Han Zong flew away from the Yage and landed on the competition stage. With a smile on his face, he clasped his fists and saluted the audience, and said lightly: "Han Zong, the sect leader of the Red Sect of the Sword Alliance, has met all of you fellow Taoists. I am fortunate to be the leader of the alliance today.
Lord Yedi generously gave me a generous gift to hold a martial arts competition in Zuimeng Pavilion, and gave me a lot of spiritual crystals as rewards. Thank you for coming all the way to participate!"
"According to Lord Yedi, the three-hour registration time has come, but all warriors who want to participate in the competition, please be prepared!"
"I have already sorted out the relevant candidates for the competition!"
"Later, the warrior whose name I will call will be invited to the stage to compete!"
"The winner will be given a Night Crow Feather by Lord Ye Emperor and enter the next round until the top twenty candidates are determined!"
"But the premise is that there is a rule, that is, it must be approved by Lord Yedi. If the two contestants want to muddle through and do not want to show their true skills, then even if they are the winner, Lord Yedi will not give the Night Crow
Feather!"
"Are you all clear?"
Before Han Zong flew away just now, Lin Bai had clearly explained the relevant rules of this competition.
When Han Zong explained the rules, no one had any objections!
Han Zong then turned back to look at Lin Bai in the Accord.
Lin Bai nodded slightly, signaling that the competition could begin!
Han Zong smiled, opened the thin notebook in his hand, and read out the first group of warriors: "The first group of warriors competing, Liu Dao, Bronze!"
"Please come to the stage, you two!"
After Han Zong finished speaking, all the warriors waited with bated breath. At that moment, a black-robed warrior flew out from the crowd. He had long hair shawl, and most of his face was covered by black hair. Under the black hair, he had a cold pair of eyes.
His eyes were staring ahead like a ghost, especially the long knife on his back, which emitted a sharp cold light.
This person is Liu Dao.
The other person, named Bronze, is a strong man who cultivates the power of the physical body. His muscles are like a dragon's plate, and his every move exerts the power of heaven and earth.
The cultivation of these two people is that they are warriors at the fifth level of the Aspiration Realm!
After Han Zong confirmed the identities of the two, he immediately nodded and said: "If you are ready, you can start."
As he spoke, Han Zong flew up into the air and looked at the upcoming competition with a smile.
Liu Dao and Bronze looked at each other, their eyes flashed, and without too many words, they took action directly to kill each other.
The pair of bronze fists were enough to shake the heaven and the earth. Each punch hit Liu Dao, causing a roar and shaking Zuimeng Pavilion!
Leng Jian whispered beside Lin Bai: "This warrior named Liu Dao is a sword cultivator. This person is also well-known in the Bad Mansion, but he is a Sanren. He was once a black alliance
He Hongmeng tried to recruit him many times, but he refused directly. This person seems to dislike dealing with others, and he is also cold and cold."
"In the Bad Mansion, he usually helps the Fu Cheng catch some prisoners by receiving the reward order from the Fu Cheng, and makes a living. He can be regarded as a bounty hunter!"
"But this man's sword skills are indeed powerful. In the bad house, there are almost no people who can block his three swords!"
Leng Jian slowly told Lin Bai.
Lin Bai saw Liu Dao and chuckled: "It does look very powerful!"
Leng Jian continued: "That bronze is the leader of another gang in the bad house. This is just a small gang in the bad house. It occupies a street in the bad house and makes a living by doing some small businesses.
The business therein inevitably sounds a bit cruel and inhumane, I believe Lord Yedi knows what I mean!"
Lin Bai chuckled and said: "Is it another secret business like the Hongmeng once did?"
Leng Jian nodded slightly and said: "Exactly!"
"I have no interest in these small gangs, but I do have a good interest in Liu Dao." Lin Bai looked at Liu Dao, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Lin Bai had traveled all over the country and met countless geniuses.
, this person is definitely a strong man in the art of swordsmanship!
Bronze punched Liu Dao, but Liu Dao's face was gloomy and his eyes were dead. He ducked one after another and easily avoided Bronze's fist.
Bronze roared angrily: "Liu Dao, can you only run away? Don't you dare to fight me head-on!"
A cold light suddenly appeared in Liu Dao's dead eyes. He held the long knife behind his back and slowly pulled it out. As soon as the knife was pulled out for an inch, the world became colder. Until all the blades were pulled out, the whole world became colder.
The temperature in Zuimeng Pavilion suddenly dropped by hundreds of degrees, as if you were in an ice cave!
"This sword is rumored to be forged from ten thousand years of cold iron. It is a king-level spiritual weapon, so when the sword is drawn, there is such a suffocating cold air!" Leng Jian said in a low voice.
Lin Bai shook his head and said: "No! This is not the cold air on this knife, this is his murderous intention..."
Leng Jian was stunned and looked at Liu Dao in a daze.
Everyone thought that when Liu Dao drew his sword, it was because of the cold air on his knife. But now Lin Bai said it out loud that this was not the cold air on the knife, but Liu Dao's murderous aura!
"Murderous Ningshuang, this person is indeed a good knife!" Lin Bai showed a satisfied smile on his lips.