Wang Qiang nodded." Alright then!”
He was originally not concerned about the ranking of the competition, but now that he was despised by everyone, he had the intention to retreat.
Although drinking horse urine had caused his blood to spurt out, it was just like in that world. After drinking, everyone would brag and howl on the streets.
When the referee called Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang walked onto the stage.
He had thought that the arena would be as crowded as the previous match, but he did not expect that there would be more than ten old monsters standing there. All of them looked as if they had climbed out of the grave. It was also as if he had not taken a breath and would be buried at any moment.
The aura of these old monsters was very strong. Everyone who wanted to see Wang Qiang make a fool of himself could only stay far away.
"You were talking about this kid who defeated a Swords Gate disciple who was at the peak of orange state with a single sword strike?”
An old woman with bald hair asked an old monster beside her in a bright red robe.
The sound was like the friction of bones, more like a broken saw cutting wood.
The old monster beside her still had a head of hair, but it was a little sparse.
His clothes were tattered and he looked like a beggar. He said,"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes." The voice sounded like the low moan of a demon.
The old monster in tattered clothes couldn't be distinguished at first glance, but it was obvious from her voice that she was an old woman.
When Wang Qiang heard this old woman speak, his heart was filled with goosebumps. This was too terrifying. It was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
He didn't dare to look anymore and looked at the ring.
On the stage, his opponent had yet to come up. He took a deep breath and waited calmly.
The two monsters below spoke again.
"Sister Red Heart, I think this kid is only 21 years old!”The old monster in tattered clothes had a shocked expression on his face. Due to the shock, the wrinkles on his old face were squeezed into rotten eggplants.
The " red heart " she was talking about was the old monster in red.
"Yes, that's right. This kid is only 21 years old!"”She nodded, and her dull eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed.
She continued," Sister Meilian, this kid has a bright future ahead of him. He's already at the peak of the Red Realm at the age of 21. Moreover, his combat strength is heaven-defying. Do you have any ideas?"”
Mei Lian was the old monster in tattered clothes. She said,"Yes, I do, but I don't know when my Dao Palace will collapse and my Dao body will be scattered. Therefore, it's too late. It seems that my 'Great Dao of Ruthless Force' will be lost!”
After she finished speaking, she sighed. Because she was too old, coupled with the surging emotions in her heart, she almost couldn't breathe.
"Me too, Meilian. No one has inherited my supreme Dao technique!”She shook her head. Her bald head did not have any color. The patterns on her head were not any less than those on her face.
"Forget it. After we take one last look at this prosperous world, we'll be companions. We'll leave the Great Wall together and look for Two Seasons Mountain and the Cold and Summer Forest. Let's see if the heavens will let us live another life.”
"Yes, I am!"
The two of them shut their mouths.
The scene was terrifyingly silent. Even the whistling spring wind stopped here. It circled around and swam to other places.
A man floated onto the stage. His face was even more handsome than a woman's, and his movements were as natural as flowing water. His every move was indescribably handsome.
This man's looks made even women jealous.
This man was Blue Cloud Sect's Nangong Jian. As soon as he came up, Sis Feng, who was standing below the stage with a red veil covering her face, immediately felt her heart rise and fall.
Twenty years had passed in a hurry, and she did not expect to see him again.
He was as handsome as ever, but she was already a middle-aged woman.
Tears silently flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her heart ached.
They had once loved each other so deeply and truly, yet they had been heartlessly abandoned by each other.
This kind of pain, especially for a sentimental person like Sis Feng, was practically taking away half of her life.
She was only fifty years old, but her beauty had aged so quickly because her heart was already dead. She had no more attachment in this life.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Nangong Jian on the stage. However, for some reason, she couldn't help but open her eyes after she closed them. She still wanted to take a few deep glances at Nangong Jian, just like how she once sat in her boudoir and silently watched Nangong Jian until dawn.
That kind of happiness and joy was difficult to express with words.
Nangong Jian looked at Wang Qiang and cupped his hands together. His movements were rather unrestrained, giving people a feeling of being a jade tree in the wind. He said,"I'm Nangong Jian from Blue Cloud Sect. Nice to meet you!”
His words were quite pleasant to the ear, like a yellow oriole singing in the willows, but also like a quiet spring in an empty valley.
When Wang Qiang heard this, his expression could not help but change.
Although the voice sounded nice, the words "Nangong Jian" pierced countless brain cells in his mind.
The person in front of him was actually Nangong Jian from Blue Cloud Sect, the scumbag who had hurt Sis Feng. He was just worried that he wouldn't be able to meet him and get a chance to deal with him. Since he had coincidentally met him, he wouldn't be polite anymore.
He had to beat him until his teeth were all over the ground.
It would be best if he could not take care of himself.
Wang Qiang looked at Sis Feng, wanting to see her reaction.
As expected, he saw Sis Feng's eyes redden as she sobbed silently.
"You scumbag!"
Wang Qiang roared loudly, pulled out the iron sword on his back, and rushed towards Nangong Jian.
Nangong Jian was stunned. He didn't understand what he meant, but he still pulled out the iron sword on his back.
Wang Qiang fiercely slashed out with his sword. The force was heavy and fierce, and it was filled with hatred.
Nangong Jian blocked with his sword. The two swords collided, and with a clang, bright sparks erupted.
Nangong Jian couldn't help but take a few steps back. He thought to himself, This kid is really strong.
However, he was very calm as he swung his sword.
That sword was surrounded by yellow light, and the sword was as bright as a rainbow.
"Clang!" Wang Qiang raised his sword to block it, but he was knocked back more than ten meters and fell on the stage.
"Ah!" Sis Feng was shocked." Wang Qiang," she shouted anxiously," he's a Huang Jing expert. Admit defeat and leave!"”
Yun Ye was also shocked and shouted,"Wang Qiang, admit defeat. Your cultivation level is too low, you can't defeat him!”
Wang Qiang was not the type to admit defeat. He got up and rushed towards Nangong Jian once again. Red light surrounded his body.
When he got close, he jumped up and held the sword with both hands. Gritting his teeth, he slashed down from top to bottom.
The sword fell from the sky toward Nangong Jian's head.
Nangong Jian had one hand behind his back and the other held his sword as he lightly swung it.
With a clang, Wang Qiang was directly sent flying. He flew like a kite and almost fell out of the arena.
"This kid is indeed at the peak of the red realm and can defeat cultivators at the peak of the orange realm. However, he's too weak to defeat cultivators at the yellow realm.”Red Heart shook his head.
"Yes, the strength of this kid's sword is already comparable to a peak orange realm cultivator. However, in front of a yellow realm cultivator, this strength is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree.”Mei Lian said.
These two old monsters had already set Wang Qiang's character. Wang Qiang would definitely lose.
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