C566 Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger(2)

Using tricks, Oh no, it was shameless, and he won the first round of arena matches.

That was the same with White Clouthed Young Man on the arena.

The people below the stage were very shameless. In their hearts, they had already cursed him and his sect. Say, it was fine if you randomly chose the seeded contestants, but you casually chose the seeded contestants. It's actually this kind of trash - - Even a Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage had to rely on his shamelessness. Only by rolling on the ground would he be able to win and win.

Of course, they were happy in their hearts. The tenth seeded contestant's strength was probably only at the Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage, which was just right for him to go up. In the past, he could only watch from below the stage, but he never thought that this time, he could personally go up and experience it, even if it was just a match!

That was true. To dare to challenge the arena, one needed a kind of courage. It was also a chance to show one's face. Think about it. When you stand on the stage, attracting the attention of everyone, and then announce your name, wouldn't your name be heard throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Sect? This is also considered your name!

It was impossible for them to go to the other nine stages. Look at how valiant they were. Only White Clouthed Young Man, Jian Ao, was easier to pinch!

If they wanted to pinch a persimmon, of course they had to find a soft spot to pinch!

The moment the Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage who stepped onto the arena stepped down, he saw a Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage standing opposite of Jian Ao.

"What the f * ck! His speed was so fast! Xiao Wu, I've known you for five or six years. But I've never seen you so fast!"

"Damn it, someone actually beat me to it! This is so infuriating! This is really infuriating! Hmph hmph, you actually stole my chance to become famous. Then I'll curse you for failing the challenge and getting rid of by Jian Ao!"

" Jian Ao, beat up this man in front of me. He really deserves to be beaten up! "

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None of the disciples realized that they had been disgusted from before - - Psycho, to accept it now. - - - cheer for him. Of course, this was on the premise that Jian Ao could give them a chance to become famous!

Lu Ming clenched his fists tightly as he watched from below the stage. He thought to himself, Someone beat me to it! That's good too. I keep feeling that something is not right in my heart. I can let that person take a look for me.

Lu Ming did not deny the possibility of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. However, the probability of that happening was too low.

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White Clouthed Young Man who was on the arena looked at another Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage who appeared in front of him. He raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, Who did I offend? Why are there so many people here? 'Could it be that they are jealous of me because I am handsome? '

"This junior brother. . . " The second person on the stage had just spoken when he stopped abruptly. It was Jian Ao who had already pulled out his sword.

Let's fight then. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't you know that wasting time is equivalent to wasting one's life? Besides, what can I do even if I know your name? I will still defeat you!

In a rush, he also went up to meet him.

The two of them exchanged blows for a while. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Jian Ao once again defeated his opponent with a weak upper hand.

"F * ck. Just now, I was just a little bit away from defeating him! What a pity! " That person thought to himself.

However, a loss was a loss. There was no such thing as a pity or not.

This match made everyone know that White Clouthed Young Man, Jian Ao, only had a tiny bit of strength that they could deal with.

When Lu Ming saw this, he smiled. It seemed like he had been worrying too much. His strength was just like that! There was nothing to be afraid of! It was all because he had thought too much. Next time, he had to strive to get up early so that he could show off his wise and divine might!

However, he refused to go further into the arena. A Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage who was close to him rushed up in an instant after the second person went down.

Just like before, Jian Ao didn't say much to him. He just started the battle.

After another incense stick of time, Jian Ao defeated his opponent with a single strike.

As time passed, Jian Ao had already won ten people in a row, and all of them had lost by a single strike. He had barely won against his opponent.

After the battle between the ten of them, all the core disciples understood that if a Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage wanted to go up, he would have to give up his battle record. If he wanted to go up, he would have to go up to the Eighth Level of Great Sword Master Stage as well.

Compared to Jian Ao, the other nine arenas seemed a little desolate. Not many people went up to fight. It couldn't be helped. There were only a dozen of core disciples who could break through to the Great Sword Master Peak. Going up there was simply courting death. They didn't want to participate in the Martial Dao Tea Party anymore!

Lu Ming was extremely anxious in his heart. He took advantage of these ten rounds to close the distance between him and the arena. He was afraid that if he was a few more minutes late, he might miss out on the seeded contestants. Although becoming a seeded contestant did not mean that he could participate in the Martial Dao Tea Party, he could at least show off his skills in front of the experts of the sect!

In the crowd, a young man in a blue robe was staring at Jian Ao from beginning to end without moving his eyes.

"Jian Ao! Jian family! I want all the things you gave me and my family back!" His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.

If Jian Ao could see this man, he would definitely say something like 'Cao Cao Cao'! He really couldn't think of this man!

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Lu Ming took a deep breath and jumped onto the ring. However, there was another person with the same speed as him, and their cultivation base was on par with his.

"Lu Ming. " The person spoke.

"Wang Chen!" Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.

Wang Chen's strength was also extremely powerful. His cultivation base had reached the Great Sword Master Peak. At the same time, Lu Ming had also fought him before. He knew how powerful his opponent was. Even he could only defeat him with half a strike.

"Lu Ming, why do you want to fight this Jian Ao?! You are one of the top ten experts in the core camp!" Wang Chen couldn't hide the sarcasm in his words.

Lu Ming did not hold back and retorted, "If you can come up, so can I!"

Wang Chen was not polite at all. "Now you want to fight him, and I want to fight him too. However, he was alone. Why don't we fight first! "

Lu Ming thought for a while. Obviously, he didn't know how to deal with this matter.

Both of them wanted to fight Jian Ao, but the latter only had one person! He couldn't fight both of them alone, could he?

Jian Ao interrupted rudely. "That shouldn't be simple. The two of you, attack together. I'll choose!"

What he meant was - One versus two!

And it was two Great Sword Master Peak warriors!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gaze fell onto the white clothed man.

They had barely fought a Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage, but now they were directly fighting two master swordsmen. This was arrogant! Courting death? Or was he really that capable? Was he pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?