"Shadow Gate, judge!" The judge smiled faintly and looked at the other person, "What do you call him?"
"Mu Wanling!" the woman said calmly.
"A very good name!" The judge smiled again, "You are no match for me. If you still want to compete with the two people on the second ring later, I suggest you give up."
"I've always heard that the brothers and sisters around King Xi are just like him, too conceited. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I see it, it's true." Mu Wanling was not angry at all.
After finishing speaking, he pulled out the long sword in his hand and said, "Let's take action. If you are really inferior to others, I will admit it!"
"Okay!" The judge shrugged his shoulders and gave no more persuasion.
"Take my sword!" Mu Wanling shouted softly, her aura rising at the same time.
call!
Immediately afterwards, the figure rushed towards the judge like a phantom, and the sword in his hand condensed into a sharp sword energy and shot out quickly.
"Okay!" The judge replied calmly, took two steps forward, continued to turn his wrist, and several sword lights formed a powerful sword net to meet him.
With his current combat power, it is no longer difficult to deal with opponents of the same level.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
After the two sides' attacks collided, Mu Wanling quickly retreated a dozen steps behind her before regaining her composure, her face looking slightly pale.
With one move, the decision is made.
"Are you going to fight again?" the judge asked again.
"Come again!" Mu Wanling took a deep breath and activated her trump card.
She quickly flipped her wrist, pulled out several 20 to 30 meter long sword beams in the void and attacked the judge.
"Not bad!" The judge smiled and said, "However, it is still a bit weak."
As he finished speaking, he poured 80% to 90% of his power into the scimitar, then flipped his wrist, and the cold sword light was pulled out horizontally.
Bang!
After a dull sound, Mu Wanling spat out a mouthful of blood as if she had been hit by a wild beast, and then slid out at high speed, her aura chaotic.
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"Thank you!"
After stabilizing her body, Mu Wanling raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at the judge and said thank you.
Until then, she finally knew how big the gap was between herself and the judge. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
If it weren't for the judge's mercy, she would be dead at this moment.
"You're welcome!" The judge shrugged again.
"Referee, I surrender!" Mu Wanling then looked in the direction of the referee and said, turned around and walked out of the ring.
Bang!
At this moment, a loud noise sounded from another arena.
Immediately afterwards, Tan Mingjun was seen flying upside down like a kite with its string broken. The big knife in his hand fell to the ground, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out in the air.
He landed heavily a hundred meters away and rolled several times before stopping. There was blood spilling from his mouth, and his whole body was sluggish, "Mingjun!"
Ouyang Shiqi's exclamation rang out from the audience seats not far from Ling Hao and others.
"Master Tan!" Several members of the Imperial Guard Department shouted out at the same time.
After Ling Hao and others saw this scene, they frowned slightly at the same time.
"Dignified Imperial Guard Secretary Shaoqing, do you have this much strength?" The short-haired man on the other side looked at Tan Mingjun with a scornful expression.
While walking towards Tan Mingjun, he continued to sarcastically say, "Aren't you a genius that the Tan family in the capital has not seen in a century? Get up and continue!"
Tan Mingjun got up from the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood again, staring at the short-haired man with scarlet eyes.
"Come again!"
"Haha, I really don't plan to
Give up? You have some backbone!" The man sneered.
While speaking, without giving Tan Mingjun any time to adjust his breath, he quickly took a few steps and slashed out with the sword in his hand.
"Mingjun, be careful!" Ouyang Shiqi exclaimed again.
"Huh?" Tan Mingjun's pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't have time to think too much. He used the remaining strength in his body and raised his hand to sweep out a few gusts of strong wind to meet him.
However, since he was already seriously injured, it was naturally difficult for him to block the opponent's sword.
The sword light broke through his attack and quickly dodged toward his right arm. The man obviously wanted to destroy Tan Mingjun's arm.
laugh!
Tan Mingjun jumped aside at the last moment, and the sword's light left a deep bloody gash on his waist, and a large amount of blood gushes out.
"Um"
After it hit the ground hard, Tan Mingjun let out a muffled groan.
"You can hide pretty quickly!"
The man sneered and continued to press forward. With a flip of his wrist, the sword flashed again.
Looking at his posture, Tan Mingjun vowed not to give up until he was defeated.
"Tan Shuai, admit defeat!"
At this time, Ling Hao's voice reached Tan Mingjun's ears.
"I admit defeat"
Tan Mingjun turned several somersaults on the spot to avoid the opponent's sword and then shouted in a deep voice.
laugh!
Just as he shouted, the man seemed not to have heard, and slashed out again with the second sword light, this time going directly towards Tan Mingjun's right leg.
At this time, Tan Mingjun could no longer avoid the knife.
"Um?!"
Sitting on the seat, Ling Hao frowned, and a coldness filled the air.
Bang!
Just when Ling Hao was about to take action, the man's sword was blocked by the referee on the ring.
"There are rules in the competition. If one side surrenders, the other side is not allowed to take action again. Didn't you hear that or didn't you take it to heart?" The referee looked at the short-haired man and spoke in a deep voice.
"This time is a warning. If it happens again, I will be severely punished!"
"His voice is so small, who knows what he is talking about." The short-haired man shrugged his shoulders.
At the same time, he subconsciously glanced in Ling Hao's direction. He knew very well that if Ling Hao hadn't spoken, Tan Mingjun might not have given up so quickly.
"I heard it from so far away, but you can't hear it?" the referee frowned.
After a brief pause, he did not continue the topic, and then looked at Tan Mingjun and asked.
"This player, you still have one chance to challenge the loser in Arena No. 1. Do you want to continue?"
"No need!" Tan Mingjun stood up with difficulty, then turned and walked out of the ring.
For him, it no longer makes any sense to compete with Mu Wanling.
"Mingjun, how are you?" Ouyang Shiqi hurried forward to greet him.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Tan Mingjun waved his hand.
Passing by Ling Hao, he bowed slightly and said, "King Xi, I made you laugh!"
"Take this pill. It will help your injury!" Ling Hao took the pill from Xuan Pang and handed it over.
"Thank you!" Tan Mingjun took the elixir and drank it.
"Master Tan, please go back to your seat and rest first. I will avenge you later!" the judge who had just returned to his seat said.
"Thank you!" Tan Mingjun nodded and followed Ouyang Shiqi to his seat.
The arena match continues.
Because Tan Mingjun gave up the duel with Mu Wanling, it was up to Mu Wanling to choose whether to challenge the short-haired man.
However, Mu Wanling also chose to abstain. She could feel that she was no match for the short-haired man.
Two minutes later, the judge and the short-haired man stood on the No. 1 ring.