"Does it mean that there is no one in this world who can compete with His Highness King Zhao?"
...
Just as everyone was talking, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from Zhao Rui's body, and countless sword auras turned into roulette wheels and swept out, forcefully shaking the bodies of the three old men away.
"Hahaha, the three of us old guys are really old. Together we are no match for His Highness King Zhao."
"Forget it, our generation has been in control of the masters of the world for many years. It's time to give up."
...
The three people sighed one after another, then folded their hands together, bowed respectfully, and then stepped back from the roof. This meant that the three of them were willing to be inferior. From now on, Zhao Rui is really
The real number one in the world.
The excitement at the scene reached an extreme level, and none of them expected such a result.
Just when everyone was about to flatter him, Zhao Rui suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Yeluming who was sitting in the tea shed.
"Brother Yelu, as the successor of Wuji Swordsmanship, if you don't come to challenge me now, when will you wait?"
Yeluming couldn't help but froze there, almost spitting out the chicken drumstick in his mouth.
He really didn't expect that Zhao Rui would suddenly call his name.
People in the surrounding arena also gathered their gazes, and only then did they notice this young man in his early twenties.
Those who could stand next to Zhao Rui were not ordinary people. When they entered Baidi City, someone noticed Yeluming.
It's just that this young man is extremely quiet and seems to be indifferent to the world. It's impossible to see his emotions or even his thoughts.
Now after hearing what Zhao Ruiyi said, everyone knew that he was actually the descendant of the Wuji Sword God!
Before anyone could react, Yeluming's body flashed and he was directly opposite Zhao Rui.
"Your Highness, King Zhao, how did I develop my kung fu? You know better than me. I'm afraid I'm no match for you."
Zhao Rui smiled slightly and slowly took a few steps back.
"The Wuji Sword Technique has changed in your hands, and your Wuji Mental Technique also contains my King's Magical Sun Kung Fu. Today, I am going to see how powerful this skill can be in your hands.
"
At this time, Yeluming couldn't say much and could only condense his inner strength.
The next moment, the internal energy of the two people collided together, and countless fierce sword energy filled the air, directly shaking the surrounding roofs to pieces.
"Who is this boy named Yelu? He is so powerful that he can compete with His Highness King Zhao."
"He uses Wuji swordsmanship, and he should be from the same lineage as Mr. Chen Wuji!"
"I thought that from now on, King Zhao would be the only one left among the younger generation of masters in the world, but I didn't expect that there would be another one!"
...
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Zhao Rui and Yeluming had already exchanged hundreds of moves, but they were in a stalemate, with no winner or loser.
Chen Wuji was also horrified when he saw it. He did not expect that the Wuji sword technique would be so powerful in Yeluming's hands.
He couldn't help but feel a little more relieved that there was a successor to the Wuji Sword Sect!