After a while, the first person to come to his senses was the elder referee.
He swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.
Isn't this too exaggerated?
Wang Minghao had passed eight levels in a row, and his strength was evident to everyone, but no one expected that he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Ye Ping?
How could such a monster appear in Qingzhou?
Also, which sect is Qingyun Dao Sect? Is it too late to become its disciple now?
In the arena.
Looking at Wang Minghao who was knocked flying, Ye Ping also fell into confusion.
I really didn't give it my all this time.
I still have something up my sleeve, how come the situation is like this again?
Didn’t we agree on Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
Where is Crouching Tiger?
Where is Canglong?
Where is it hidden?
Ye Ping's eyes were full of confusion.
But no matter how confused Ye Ping was, the first semi-final match was over.
Now everyone can only put their hopes on the second game.
They want to see dragons and tigers fighting each other, not to see geniuses beating up losers.
Finally, a voice was heard from the crowd.
"That's it?"
"I thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers. Isn't this Wang Minghao too useless?"
"I should have let me go. We're going to lose anyway, so it doesn't matter who goes up."
"Fuck it, I bet on Wang Minghao to win. It seems like trash is trash, just like that guy before, Li what's that, they are all trash."
"Li Changye."
"Yes, yes, it's that Li Changye. He boasted so much in Manjiang Tower at the beginning, saying he was number one in Qingzhou, number one in Jin State, and number one in the Ten States. But he just came up and offered food. It's really funny."
"Actually, you may have misunderstood what he meant. He might have said the last one, hahahaha."
"Yeah, there are too many people who like to act like the big shot these days. I don't know who they learned this from."
"Let's wait for the next game. I hope the next game won't disappoint me too much."
The crowd began to talk.
The discussion was originally normal. Li Changye, who was in the corner, felt much happier when he saw Wang Minghao being knocked away by Ye Ping's sword and falling to the ground vomiting blood.
But after hearing the discussion among the surrounding monks, his face turned red.
It's not shame, it's anger.
But among tens of thousands of monks, there was a Confucian scholar who was watching all this quietly.
And he held a list in his hand.
On the first page of the list, he wrote the words "Ye Ping" and drew a cross behind it.
This is the God and Demon Cult's must-kill list. Anyone on this list is a major hunting target. If there is a cross behind it, it means a double kill.
The Confucian scholar quietly kept his eyes on Ye Ping, and then waited for the next battle.
"The second duel will be held in an hour."
Just at this moment, the voice of the referee elder sounded again.
For a moment, the noise suddenly quieted down.
Hearing that the second fight would begin in an hour, everyone's anticipation was aroused again.
After winning the semi-finals.
Ye Ping left the ring.
He came to the rest area of the Kendo Conference, but looked around and did not see Su Changyu. Instead, Li Yu was waiting for him there.
"Where is my senior brother?"
Ye Ping was a little curious and asked Li Yu.
"I don't know. I haven't seen Master Uncle all day today. I thought he was with you."
Li Yu was also full of confusion.
Just when Ye Ping was puzzled, a series of sounds suddenly rang out.
"Here he comes, here he comes, Sikong Jiantian is here."
"Sikong Jiantian is here."
"Oh my god, Sikong Jiantian really came? Then I will definitely lose."
"This time I lost everything."
The sound rang out, attracting countless eyes.
On the main stage.
Sikong Jiantian stepped on the void, like a fairy who was detached from the world. He was dressed in a white shirt, handsome, and his brows showed his unruly and unrestrained nature to the fullest.
Sikong Jiantian's appearance immediately attracted countless discussions.
At that moment, Ye Ping and Li Yu came to the viewing platform.
They looked at Sikong Jiantian in the arena.
But there was no sign of Su Changyu.
In the arena.
Sikong Jiantian had a faint smile on his face, and his vanity instantly exploded.
Although he is no longer the same as before, who doesn't want to be the center of attention?
However, Sikong Jiantian appeared nonchalant, but in his heart, he kept sizing up the surrounding monks.
Among the crowd, the Confucian scholar quietly took out the kill book and drew three crosses after Sikong Jiantian's name, which meant triple kill.
Just like this, time passed by little by little.
A quarter of an hour.
Half an hour.
An hour.
The time for the second kendo tournament has arrived.
However, Su Changyu was nowhere to be seen.
"Will Su Changyu be scared away?"
"Impossible? Even if Senior Su is so bad, he wouldn't be scared away, right?"
"I feel like this Su Changyu is a hired agent of the banker?"
"Probably."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Senior Su will definitely come, but maybe something unexpected happened along the way?"
Discussions arose.
In the spectator seats.
Ye Ping and Li Yu frowned.
They also didn't know where Su Changyu had gone.
But that's it.
Suddenly, peach petals appeared above the conference.
This caused everyone to wonder.
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Kendo Tournament.
Everything seemed very peaceful.
However, at this moment, peach petals fell from the sky.
"How is this going?"
"Why are there still peach blossoms?"
"what happened?"
Tens of thousands of monks watching the battle were a little confused.
They didn't know what was happening, they just saw peach petals all over the sky and scattered on the ground.
On the viewing platform.
Ye Ping watched all this, and for some reason, he suddenly understood what was happening.
"It's the senior brother who's here."
Ye Ping spoke, which surprised Li Yu who was standing beside him.
But before Li Yu could ask.
Suddenly, a voice sounded slowly.
"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and they all have to bow their heads when they see me."
As the sound rang out.
On the main road, a figure appeared in front of everyone.
That’s right, it’s Su Changyu.
not far away.
Su Changyu was wearing a brocade white crane robe. He was handsome, with a face like a jade crown. There was an indescribable demeanor of a master in his every move.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Su Changyu.
The peach petals all over the sky make the kendo tournament poetic and picturesque.
Su Changyu is like a person in a painting, and countless women admire him.
"So handsome!!! Senior Brother Changyu is so handsome!!!"
"I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm so handsome."
"Hiss, how can there be such a handsome man in this world?"
"Although Senior Brother Changyu is extremely handsome, I still think Junior Brother is more suitable for me."
"Plus one upstairs."
"Hehe, only the younger sister makes the choice, I want them all."
"Hiss, if I tie these two brothers to the bed, won't I be dead?"
"Sister, I have a friend who wants to ask you, how did he die?"
The crowd was talking, especially the women, who were the most unrestrained.
On the stage, Sikong Jiantian was also a little confused.
Isn't this way of appearance too exaggerated?
Also, why don't you guys look at me anymore? Why do you all look at him?
