Everyone looked at Yang Bo in surprise. It was true that Yang Bo was too inconspicuous and had no reputation. No one had even heard of him!

Suddenly he was called into the ring by Master Faxuan, and he actually gained the respect of his opponent. This is really unbelievable!

Everyone turned around and asked each other about Yang Bo's origins, but Yang Bo was really not famous, no one had heard of him at all!

Yang Bo looked towards Tsukahara Jiro and said, "Long time no see."

Tsukahara Jiro stared at Yang Bo, "We don't need to talk nonsense, let's get started!"

Tsukahara Jiro spoke very well and clearly in Mandarin. He held a sword in one hand and had a somewhat guarded look on his face.

Yang Bo nodded, "Okay!"

After that, Yang Bo took out the Sanskrit Sword in his hand. He drew it slowly and made no sound.

Tsukahara Jiro stared at the sword in Yang Bo's hand, but couldn't help frowning and said nothing.

Yang Bo drew out his sword, holding the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, "Since it's an arena, there's no need to fight to the death, just stop at the point!"

As he spoke, Yang Bo couldn't help but be more cautious on his face. Even so, seeing Tsukahara Jiro's attitude just now, it was obvious that the other party would not do this, so he had no intention of showing mercy.

"Are you giving in? You haven't even started fighting yet, are you giving in?"

"Why is this person like this? He is simply a disgrace to us!"

"Do you think he can win?"

"I'm ready. When he comes down, I'll go on stage!"

There was a lot of discussion at the scene, and everyone was not optimistic about this stranger.

Tsukahara Hoshi glanced at Monk Faxuan, "Is this your Taoism?"

Fa Xuan shook his head, "Even if I'm not a Taoist, I can still defeat you!"

Tsukahara Hoshi glanced in the direction of Yang Bo and surprisingly did not refute, because he seemed to have a feeling that there seemed to be something on Yang Bo that could threaten his safety.

Yang Bo didn't listen to the sound below. He looked up and saw a white light flashing before his eyes. Tsukawara Jiro was the first to move.

Yang Bo and Tsukahara Jiro met several times, but the two did not have direct contact. This time, the two finally made a move!

A brilliance flashed before Yang Bo's eyes, and Tsukahara Jiro's sword light slowed down in his eyes. Yang Bo raised his sword and faced it with Tianluo sword technique!

From the perspective of everyone in the audience, only the sword light was flying in the sky, and the two people could not be seen. Everyone was a little surprised to see the two people in such a situation. You must know that Zhou Xin could not survive a round just now.

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When Yang Bo and the opponent were fighting, he looked at the opponent's moves and suddenly had a strange feeling, because he had discovered the loopholes in the opponent's moves, which seemed to be very obvious. He hesitated slightly, fearing that it was the opponent's trap.

With just a few consecutive moves, Yang Bo seemed to have found a loophole in the opponent's moves. He didn't hesitate, raised his sword and handed it over!

The Sanskrit sword passed through Tsukahara Jiro's sword net and stabbed straight at Tsukahara Jiro!

Tsukahara Jiro was shocked!

When several people came on stage just now, he didn't even use much strength. Although he had been very cautious when dealing with Yang Bo, this sword thrust still made him feel the test of life and death!

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Yang Bo felt that his sword seemed to be hit by something. He stabilized the sword and stabbed forward!

"Nie Zhan, how dare you!" Tsukahara Hoshi shouted and was about to charge over.

Foxuan quickly stopped Tsukahara Hoshi. He originally only held a glimmer of hope, thinking that Yang Bo should have some strength, but he didn't expect that Yang Bo was actually very powerful and would hurt Tsukahara Jiro as soon as he made a move!

Tsukahara Jiro couldn't avoid it. He reached out to take back the sword and blocked it again!

"Bastard, if you dare to hurt him, I will kill you without mercy!" Tsukahara Hoshi then shouted.

Yang Bo ignored him at all, and sent the sword in his hand flatly. The sword pierced Tsukahara Jiro's chest. Tsukahara Jiro's sword in his hand was a defense, but it was already too late!

"Tsukahara Jiro!"

Tsukahara Hoshi shouted and forced Hogen to retreat. He rushed to the ring and picked up Tsukahara Jiro!

Monk Fuxuan looked at Tsukahara Hoshi's back and rushed to the stage. Yang Bo stabbed Tsukahara Jiro on the left side of his chest, where his heart was.

Tsukahara Hoshi picked up Tsukahara Jiro, only to find that Tsukahara Jiro had been vomiting blood and his chest was already soaked with blood!

Tsukahara Hoshi stretched out his hand and tapped Tsukahara Jiro's hand several times. The acupuncture technique that had always been effective had no effect now. Tsukahara Jiro was still vomiting blood!

Tsukahara Hoshi was so anxious that he raised his head and looked at the audience, "Whoever can save Tsukahara Jiro, I will accept him as my disciple!"

There was a sound of silence at the scene. Everyone was shocked when they looked at the situation on the ring. What did they see? The unrivaled Tsukahara Jiro was defeated by Yang Bo, and he was so clean and neat!

Moreover, looking at the situation at the scene, Tsukahara Jiro was bleeding profusely, and he should be dead soon. Yang Bo finally avenged everyone! But when Tsukahara Hoshi shouted, no one paid attention to him!

Tsukahara Hoshi was so anxious that he glared at Yang Bo, "I won't let you go!"

After that, he picked up Tsukahara Jiro and headed out!

Foxuan looked at Tsukahara Hoshi's back and couldn't help laughing, "Well done, well done!"

The other people at the scene finally realized that it was all over!

Those who clamored to come on stage just now did not dare to speak now. A powerful person like Tsukahara Jiro was killed by Yang Bo's sword. If he came on stage now, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?

The scene suddenly became excited, and everyone cheered loudly, as if they had won!

When Yang Bo saw this situation, he just smiled and turned around to step off the stage and go back.

Fa Xuan stopped him, "You are famous, why don't you stay a little longer and wait until you are in the ring? Your fame will definitely help!"

Yang Bo shook his head, "Forget it, I have already exposed my strength in advance. When we wait for the arena competition, we still don't know what will happen? If you let me go on stage, have you prepared any gifts for me?" Yang Bo said.

Monk Faxuan stared at Yang Bo and scolded in a low voice: "You still want a gift? As a Chinese, at this time, shouldn't you take the initiative to stand up and win glory for everyone? You actually need me to name you!"

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Yang Bo looked at Monk Faxuan, his face was serious, as if he was criticizing, but Yang Bo knew very well that he was joking!

"Stop stopping me, just go back and give me the first place in the arena competition at the early stage of Qi Refining Realm." Yang Bo said.

Monk Fuxuan shook his head, "This time, many talented people came over. I don't know why they didn't come to the scene, otherwise they wouldn't have made Tsukahara Jiro so arrogant. But you, be careful in the future, your reputation has grown.
Chapter completed!