"No one anymore! No one anymore! Get the prize quickly!" "Who else is the champion hero in Longzhou?"

Long Qingyun stood among the crowd, feeling the sound around him was extremely harsh.

He was so angry that he was not angry that those people were chasing their idols, nor because of the defeat of the Tianhuo Sword, but that the people around him lived in a ignorant and numb life.

"Since no one comes up to challenge it, then I am the champion of this time..."

"I'll do it!!!"

The sound is loud and deafening, like thunder and thunder, making people in panic stop their voices and stops.

Even the champion hero and Wang Muzhou, who was angry and unwilling to be shot down, were shocked by the sound.

Only his Sword Saint son knows how high Long Qingyun's martial arts skills are, but when he speaks, no matter how high his martial arts skills or the higher his official position, he must listen obediently.

Tens of thousands of eyes were recorded on the slowly moving young man.

Hero Guan frowned and looked at the boy. He didn't know this person, nor did he know that there was such a talented boy who could not come from the world under the senior's sect.

"In the next championship hero, who is your Excellency?"

Long Qingyun walked to the front of the arena, walked around the steps where the staff went on stage, and walked from the backstage witch to the middle of the front stage ring.

He did not say hello to the hero. This person was not his opponent, and Long Qingyun did not come from a fight. He wanted to tell the world something!
Chapter completed!