Inside the gate is an empty space, with a huge arena placed in the middle.
There are wrap-around seats in all directions, making this place look like a small gymnasium.
There were hundreds of people from both sides present, and close to a thousand people gathered together. They were so noisy, and the two sides were originally opposed to each other, it made this place like a powder keg about to be ignited.
At this moment, there was a lot of blood on the ring in the middle, and the two sides should have been fighting for several rounds.
In the arena, there are two people fighting each other now.
One side used a Tang Dao, and the other used a long sword. When the two of them fought, the swords collided, and strings of sparks flashed continuously.
Ye Hao squinted his eyes and looked over, and he was about to see that the person on the ring was Wu Xiaohu.
This normally idle king of Lingnan Road was holding a cigarette in his mouth and drawing a knife at the same time.
His swordsmanship is the essence of Tang Daoying. There is nothing fancy, only endless speed.
The opponent was also a master, but he kept retreating in front of Wu Xiaohu.
This kind of fighting attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.
On both sides of the arena, there are two stands raised high.
Sitting on a table were Qin Menghan and Chu Nanxuan.
However, Qin Menghan had a bandage on his head at the moment, and he looked a bit embarrassed. It seemed that he had no choice but to let Wu Xiaohu take action.
On the other side, Wang Huaqing had a faint smile on his face.
Qin Menghan was injured as promised and could not die personally.
Although Wu Xiaohu, who was domineering in the field at the moment, looked powerful, from Wang Huaqing's point of view, he couldn't hold on for long.
On Qin Menghan's side, the only one worthy of Wang Huaqing's high regard is Qin Menghan. No matter how powerful the others are, they don't have this qualification.
The female disciples in the field looked at Wu Xiaohu one by one, feeling like they were about to become a nymphomaniac.
Ye Hao took a few glances and was basically sure that Wu Xiaohu should be able to beat the opponent.
But I don’t know if Xiong Sihai, the number one general accepted by Wang Huaqing, has come out.
If he appeared, maybe Wu Xiaohu would not be his opponent.
After all, Wu Xiaohu retired from Tang Dao Camp after more than a year, and what he learned was only superficial.
If it were other people from Tang Daoying who came, Ye Hao wouldn't think there would be any problem.
But Wu Xiaohu might lose against Xiong Sihai.
Ye Hao's eyes circled around the field. After a moment, he was slightly stunned because he saw another person in the field who was almost impossible to appear.
Wang Lingyue!
In addition to Wang Lingyue, Jin Zhiyu also came.
Logically speaking, Wang Lingyue should not appear on tonight's occasion, but she came, which made Ye Hao frown slightly.
"Ye Hao? Why are you here?"
Just as Ye Hao was surprised, Wang Lingyue also noticed him and walked over immediately.
"what's the situation!?"
When Ye Hao woke up tonight, he didn't see Wang Lingyue. He originally thought that she was going out to eat or relax, but he didn't expect that she would appear here.
Wang Lingyue looked strange and said: "My father called me several times and told me to be there tonight."
"Moreover, he also asked me to invite Zhen Long to come with him."
"Ye Hao, I originally thought you had been captured by Zhen Long..."
Ye Hao understood that Wang Huaqing felt that tonight would be the most glorious moment in his life, and he would directly become the president of the Dragon Gate Demon City Branch.
So even if he had a conflict with Wang Lingyue in the morning, he still hoped that Wang Lingyue would appear, because only in this way could he show the majesty of a father.
In other words, this is a deterrent to Wang Lingyue.