For the top six players participating in the battle.

Everyone thinks that the favorite to win the championship should be among three people.

The first one is the sword saint Yun Feiyang, the second one is the world's number one swordsman Xuanyuan Hu, and the last one is the shameless Li Shimin?

Everyone thought that Li Shimin was the emperor, so no matter who faced Li Shimin, they would show mercy or let Li Shimin go directly to advance.

After all, the other party is the emperor, and his identity can crush all the swordsmen present to death.

These swordsmen often say bad things about Li Shimin in the world and often call him the emperor.

But after seeing the real person, they immediately turned into dog-licking characters and became flattering.

Even the arrogant Xuanyuan Hu had to give in and say hello politely when he faced Li Shimin!

Therefore, the five contestants here don’t want Li Shimin to draw the lottery!

"Oh, it's a pity that Lord Ye Sanyao, the Sword Emperor, did not come this year, and he couldn't see the battle with the Sword Saint!"

"Yes, if the Sword Emperor himself comes, it will definitely be a wonderful game!"

"You guys say, will the Sword Emperor be old and dead? After all, there has been no news about him in the world for 30 years! If the Sword Emperor is dead, maybe we can recommend the next Sword Emperor to be born.

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"Oh, everything is hard to say! Who knows where the Sword Emperor is? The Sword Saint Yun Feiyang is still there, how dare you say that the Sword Emperor is dead?"

"If I can meet the battle between the Sword Saint and the Sword Emperor again, my life will be worth it!"

Passers-by and swordsmen are chatting and chatting.

They talked about who can win the name of the world's number one swordsman today.

But unfortunately, everyone waited for so long but still didn't wait for the sword emperor Ye Sanyao, otherwise this game would definitely be even more exciting!

...

Immediately afterwards, a young man in black clothes slowly walked onto the ring.

He smiled and looked at the audience on the ring, saying, "Hello, heroes, young heroes! A few days have been the competition for the world's No. 1 swordsman in Longhu Mountain! After seven days of competition and elimination, we finally successfully advanced.

Six masters of kendo!”

"They are: Sword Saint Yun Feiyang, the world's number one Xuanyuan Hu, the Qingyi swordsman Cheng Tian, ​​Mingxin swordsman Wang Ming, our eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Chengfeng, and Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Ahem, then next, we will invite these six players to the stage to draw their own order of play and who is the opponent?"

The guy in black coughed on purpose.

Because he felt that Li Chengfeng and Li Shimin could go to the top six? Someone must let the water go, let them in!

Li Yuanba was eventually disqualified from the competition because of breaking the rules.

Li Yuanba is very strong, but he is not good at using swords. He often smashes the ring while fighting?

So later, the host directly announced that Li Yuanba was disqualified from participating.

Otherwise, the ring would not be enough for him to destroy it!

If you don’t care about swordsmanship and only talk about your true strength, Li Chengfeng probably only has the sword saint Yun Feiyang and Li Yuanba who are present.

No one else dared to take Li Yuanba head-on.

But unfortunately, this is a kendo competition, so Li Yuanba missed the top six.

...

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng, Li Shimin and others walked to the ring together.

Zhao Xingyuan was the first to go up to the lottery, and once he drew, he actually drew Li Shimin?

It's over, it's probably another round of loosening competition.

Zhao Xingyuan now wants to curry favor with Li Shimin and become a relative, so how dare he attack Li Shimin?

Although Li Shimin touched his beard and laughed, he said, "Don't be polite and come and compete with me seriously."

But how dare Zhao Xingyuan?

Although he nodded on the surface to agree, he thought in his heart: It's all right, it's not embarrassing to lose to the emperor! After all, Yun Feiyang is blocking him, so this year's number one swordsman must not fall on me.

of!

Then, there was a match between Xuanyuan Hu and Qingyi man Cheng Tian.

In the end, it was Li Chengfeng vs. Sword Saint Yun Feiyang?

Everyone was stunned.

The sword saint Yun Feiyang actually faced the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty?

How can I fight this?

Isn’t the Eighth Prince a sure loss?

Yun Feiyang looked at Li Chengfeng with a helpless look on his face and said, "Eighth Prince, why don't I just admit defeat?"

As a result, Li Chengfeng had not spoken yet!

There was a group of people in the audience who said in anger: "No, Sword Saint, you are fighting with the Eighth Prince, why did you admit defeat before the fight started? Isn't this breaking the rules of the game?"

"That's right, although the Eighth Prince is not bad at all, he is definitely not your opponent! Thirty years ago, you were almost invincible in the world, and only the Sword Emperor can be your opponent! How can you admit defeat?"

"Yes, you can't admit defeat, you must not admit defeat! You can't take the initiative to admit defeat just because the opponent is His Highness the Eighth Prince? This violates the dignity and spirit of a kendo competition!"

Yes, these spectators also make sense.

But why did Yun Feiyang admit defeat? Is it really because Li Chengfeng is the eighth prince?

Wrong, it's not.

In fact, Yun Feiyang believes that he can't beat Li Chengfeng at all.

That's why I took the initiative to admit defeat.

Although the two did not have a real fight.

But last time, Yun Feiyang and Li Chengfeng looked at each other with their eyes.

The two of them met in the artistic conception of swordsmanship.

Finally, Yun Feiyang took three steps back, but Li Chengfeng's expression remained unchanged and remained calm and composed.

What can this mean?

This can only prove that Li Chengfeng's sword skills are much stronger than Yun Feiyang himself!

And everyone said that the Eighth Prince was the reincarnation of a god.

Yun Feiyang didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that this is really possible.

Otherwise, a seven-year-old child has the best martial arts and talent in the Tang Dynasty? This is not something that humans can do to serve the bed, right?

...

Looking at Yun Feiyang's wry smile, Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, let's have a fight, I won't bully you!"

"This...ah, whether it's okay, let me come and learn about the Eighth Prince's real ability!"

Yun Feiyang sighed and nodded.

He finally decided to fight Li Chengfeng with all his strength.

Finally, Yun Feiyang turned his head and looked at the empty blue sky on the left.

He looked up and took a deep breath and said, "Sword Emperor, Ye Sanyao, you really didn't come? You won't forget the thirty-year agreement, right? Or are you dead?"

"Oh, that's all. If you don't come, then there will be no meaning for me to participate in this game!"

Yun Feiyang sighed.

Because he came to Longhu Mountain to participate in the sword fighting competition, he did not come for the world's number one swordsman.

It was just to fulfill the 30-year agreement with Ye Sanyao.

As a result, he came, but Ye Sanyao didn't?

So there are only a few possibilities.

First, Ye Sanyao forgot.

Second, Ye Sanyao was seriously ill and could not move.
Chapter completed!