C15

"Hmm?"

Ming Yu suddenly reacted, barely avoiding this vicious finger. His left palm instinctively shot out and struck Rou Wuyue's chest, knocking her to the edge of the stage. Her green and red dress was shattered by Ming Yu's zhen qi.

"Ya!"

Rou Wuyue cried out sharply. This time, she really did not wear a single strand of cloth. She hastily used the torn fabric to cover the most important part. However, this sexy scene still made the audience salivate and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

However, the audience quickly turned around and pretended not to see anything because they knew who was supporting Rou Wuyue. If they were discovered, their eyeballs might be gouged out.

Ming Yu, on the other hand, was different. He stared at Rou Wuyue. Even though his left palm still contained the astonishing soft touch, his mood was extremely cold.

If he was not careful, he would have died!

"Stinking hooligan …" You have destroyed my innocence! What else do you want? "

Rou Wuyue quickly took out a black robe from the Storage Ring to cover her delicate body. Not only did Ming Yu break her clothes, she was also unscrupulously stared at by Ming Yu. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged.

"Is that so?"

Holding the Laryngeal Sealing Sword in his hand, Ming Yu walked towards Rou Wuyue step by step and said coldly: "When we were fighting just now, your moves were vicious, and I just won the competition, and you said that I do not have a gentleman's demeanor. Do you think that you are a woman and want other men to beat, kill and even sneak attack you?

Ming Yu's words revealed the thoughts of many of the male audience members, but they just didn't dare to say anything.

Just as he finished his sentence, Ming Yu rushed towards Rou Wuyue. With a flick of his wrist, the Laryngeal Sealing Sword Sword's back was slapped towards Rou Wuyue's chest. Even if it was the back of the sword, it had to break Rou Wuyue's ribs.

How could Rou Wuyue still have the strength to fight? She immediately turned around and was about to jump down from the arena, but with Ming Yu's incredible speed, the back of the merciless Laryngeal Sealing Sword slapped onto Rou Wuyue's perky butt which was in the air facing Ming Yu.

"Ah!

Accompanied by Rou Wuyue's cry of surprise, a powerful force knocked Rou Wuyue off her feet and she collapsed to the ground.

Ming Yu pointed at Rou Wuyue below the stage and said coldly, "If I don't teach you a lesson, how can you grow?"

"Alright!"

The word "good" appeared in the hearts of the audience. In fact, they had even applauded Ming Yu until his hands turned red. Ming Yu's strike was really too relieving.

However, who would dare say it out loud?

Rou Wuyue was a Red Drunken Fragrance Pavilion dancer, and the one keeping her was Zhao Hanren!

That was a young expert that could be considered to be one of the top experts among the finalists in the Underground Imperial City Arena. Although Ming Yu's words and sword strike had vented his anger, he had completely offended Zhao Hanren.

Ming Yu definitely didn't have the qualifications to challenge Zhao Hanren in this competition. However, all the finalists before Zhao Hanren would give Zhao Hanren face and beat him to death.

"I will make you pay a price as painful as blood!"

Rou Wuyue staggered up from the ground. Her gaze towards Ming Yu was filled with endless hatred, but the tears in her almond-shaped eyes couldn't be stopped as they flowed down.

Ming Yu did not want to care about this woman at all. Although he had already earned enough money, he had just gained some insights into the sword art.

Thinking about Ming Yu, he adjusted his state of mind and said, "Next."

He never expected that Ming Yu would have the confidence to continue challenging Rou Wuyue after challenging her! But after hearing Rou Wuyue's words, the audience couldn't help but shake their heads.

"It's over. Because of Zhao Hanren, I'm afraid it'll be difficult for Ming Yu to move forward in the upcoming battles. He might as well leave now." Some spectators discussed softly.

"It's useless. Even if he leaves now, how could Zhao Hanren let him go? Sooner or later, he's going to die. "

"Ai, what a pity for such a powerful figure."

Zhou Kai, who was in the corner, had a look of disbelief on his face. He could not tolerate Ming Yu being stronger than him, but he had to watch Ming Yu die here bit by bit.

Ming Yu had to die!

Right at this moment, a dark blue swordsman had already ascended the arena. Without any explanation, he drew his sword and attacked. Every move he used was aimed at Ming Yu.

What Ming Yu wanted was a fight to the death. Only by doing this could he burst out with the greatest potential in Ming Yu's body!

With the Laryngeal Sealing Sword in his hand, the sword technique in his heart kept on flashing, and with every exchange, Ming Yu learned and comprehended, he became braver as the battle went on, his use of Confusion Swordplay became smoother and smoother. This kind of sparring was many times more efficient than his own sword practice, and Ming Yu was able to use some of the previous sword techniques more smoothly.

"Sixth Annihilation!"

Ming Yu suddenly swung his sword and cut off the swordsman's blade. Violent sword Qi swept out and swept the swordsman out of the arena.

Following that, everyone watched as one challenger after another was taken off the stage by Ming Yu!

At this moment, including Rou Wuyue, Ming Yu had already defeated six finalists!

Around Stage Number 35, almost all of the spectators from Underground Imperial City had rushed over.

All they saw was a young man madly dancing with his sword, killing gods with his sword, Buddha with his sword, winning six battles consecutively. At this moment, Ming Yu's imposing aura was clear, without the slightest hint of weariness.

"Soon."

Ming Yu took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. Right now, his comprehension of the Converse Slaughtering Sword had progressed another step, and now, his mind was filled with Sword Intent s. He was not far from reaching the peak of the Converse Slaughtering Sword!

"Heavens, is he even human?" Some in the audience gasped in surprise.

"This Ming Yu has won six consecutive rounds. Could he be catching up to the legendary Ye Xi?"

A sensible spectator shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the real battle is about to begin. Have you forgotten who this kid offended in the first match?"

At this moment, in the second floor waiting room.

Rou Wuyue gritted her teeth as her face flushed red. She clearly had a soft sofa, but she couldn't sit on it.

Because her buttocks were clearly marked with a purplish-blue sword-shaped outline, her butt was in pain. She could only stand straight in front of the crystal and watch Ming Yu fight. However, the more she watched, the angrier she got.

"What are you crazy about? I am a woman, and it is normal for me to lose to you, but my man will tear you into ten thousand pieces! " Rou Wuyue muttered to herself coldly.

As he spoke, the host's resounding voice rang out once again.

"Let us invite the seventeenth challenger, the one who will be defending the final battle stage, from Underground Imperial City: Zhao — Han — Dagger!"

From the other side of the arena, a young man in black clothing walked over. He was tall and straight, with long black hair that fell to his shoulders.

"It's him, that madman that cultivates day and night!" Along with Zhao Hanren's appearance, more and more people came to their senses.

"I've heard that his current strength is on par with Ye Xi's from one year ago. Even if the previous six finalists were to come at once, they still wouldn't be a match for him."

Someone shook his head and said, "This Ming Yu indeed has some talent, but unfortunately he comes from a small place like the Cloud Water City. He doesn't know his place and has offended Zhao Hanren's woman. This time, he's done for!"

A year ago, Zhao Hanren had already infinitely neared the top three thousand spots of the Great Wu Dynasty's elite rankings. In the same seventeenth round of the arena battle, after losing against Ye Xi, Zhao Hanren viewed it as a great humiliation, and practically never once stopped to train arduously. Now, his cultivation had advanced even further, and he had already reached the peak of the sixth reconstruction of his Mortality Transcending Stage and soul realm.

Although Zhao Hanren was the seventh to go on stage this time, he was countless times stronger than before.

"You're the one who provoked Yue'er's tears."

Zhao Hanren stepped onto the arena and stared coldly at Ming Yu as he said, "Now chop off your right arm, kneel down and kowtow towards that direction a hundred times. I will spare your life."

With that, Zhao Hanren pointed at Rou Wuyue's waiting room on the second floor.

Rou Wuyue, who was on the second floor, stood beside the transparent crystal and took a deep breath. A feeling of being cared for and doted upon surged to her heart.

Her man was still so domineering!

How could she not be conquered by such a powerful man?

Ming Yu raised his eyes and looked at the direction Zhao Hanren was pointing at. He then turned to Zhao Hanren and said, "I think you may have misunderstood."

"You mean, it wasn't you who caused Yue'er to cry?"

Zhao Hanren had his hands behind his back and was not in a hurry to make a move. He wanted to hear Ming Yu rack his brains and use his actions to tell him that it was useless.

You should die after offending someone you shouldn't have offended!

The audience also couldn't help but sigh. What's the use of Ming Yu trying to defend himself now? He shouldn't have acted so quickly back then.

It was too late to say anything now.

"I mean, I think you may have misunderstood."

Ming Yu's words interrupted everyone's thoughts: "Not only did I make her cry, I also spanked her butt. To be exact, I slapped her and made her cry. The main reason is that she knows that she can correct her mistakes, so she didn't waste my efforts. "

The moment those words came out, the whole field fell into a deathly silence. Almost before Ming Yu finished his sentence, there was no sound at all.

Ming Yu's words were heard clearly in this area.

"Hey, you …" Did you hear what he said? " A spectator asked as he prodded a person beside him in a dull manner.

The man swallowed his saliva and said to himself, "What a scary person. Oh god, what did he say?"

In front of Zhao Hanren, who was extremely powerful and ranked within the top 3,000 in the elite rankings, King Ming had blatantly caused his woman to cry, saying that his woman's buttocks had swelled up …

"I don't think I'll ever be as good as he is, really." Someone wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and said with admiration.