C1016 Little Martial Immortal

A young man, less than 20 years old. . . He had only used three moves to defeat Wang Guangfu.

Everyone in the surroundings was dumbstruck and silent. They had never expected Wang Guangfu to lose, and they had never expected Wang Guangfu to lose so quickly.

Looking at the young man again, he did not say much. He only gave Wang Guangfu a proper bow, and then used his sword to write a few big words in the air, "Thank you for letting me win, forgive me!"

As for Wang Guangfu, he stood under the Phoenix Stage and returned the bow with the young man. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and his face was filled with shock. Putting aside the others, even Wang Guangfu himself did not have the time to react.

"I will meet you!" At this moment, he heard another person shout.

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed onto the Phoenix Stage. The group of Martial Cultivator was extremely familiar with this man. He was the current leader of the gangs, Iron Staff Divine Camel, Loo Zhennan.

Looking at Loo Zhennan, his hair was white, his face was aged, his beard was unkempt, and his clothes were ragged. He was a typical old beggar.

He was already over sixty years old, and looked like he was in his sixties. However, his temper and his eyes had not changed for many years.

When this person was young, he was like a wild crane in the clouds. During these ten years, he had traveled in all directions and rarely returned to the Qiao State.

Originally, the position of the gang leader shouldn't have fallen on him, but unfortunately, the heavens were unpredictable. Over the past few years, the gang had suffered heavy losses and no one had been able to use them. That was why he had invited this man back.

Loo Zhennan's martial arts was very high, and he was on par with Wang Guangfu.

Furthermore, Loo Zhennan had known Wang Guangfu for a long time and had a good relationship with him. He could be considered a friend who had forgotten his age.

Similar to Wang Guangfu, Loo Zhennan also knew that the Martial Arts Competition this time was a competition between the Sword Sect and Mount Tai, so he did not want to get involved in it. Once he arrived at the Sword Sect, he promised Wang Guangfu that he would have a good fight at the martial arts seminar.

Since August 16th, the two of them had been itching for a fight. Finally, they could not wait any longer, so they went downstairs together.

Coincidentally, when the two of them arrived in front of the Phoenix Stage, the victor had just been decided on the stage.

The winner was also tactful. He wanted to give up the Phoenix Stage, but the audience didn't agree. They encouraged that person to say that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, so why not exchange a few moves with the two Sect Leader?

That person originally had this intention, so he took advantage of the situation and issued a "written challenge" with Wang Guangfu and Loo Zhennan.

Wang Guangfu was young and strong, so he naturally wouldn't let go of the responsibility. The facts proved that the Sect Chief was the Sect Chief after all, and the Spear King was the Spear King after all. In just a few moves, he had beaten that man until he was convinced.

Seeing this, Loo Zhennan was about to step onto the stage, but there was one person who was one step ahead of Loo Zhennan and waited on the Phoenix Stage.

It was that young man. Wang Guangfu looked at him as if he had never seen this person before. He then looked at this person's face, which was as clear as jade. Qing Qing was thin. No matter how he looked at it, she did not look like a martial arts practitioner. Moreover, he wasn't very old either. It would be too much to say that he was seventeen or eighteen years old. At most, he would die from sixteen or seventeen years old.

The young man was respectful and well-mannered to Wang Guangfu, but he didn't introduce himself. He raised his hand and gestured for Wang Guangfu to make a move.

This made Wang Guangfu a little absent-minded. He thought that it was some young master from some sect who came to play at the martial arts seminar, so he signaled the young man to let him make a move first.

The young man did not hold back. He pulled out his sword and rushed over.

The sword technique was amazing. The most important thing was that it was extremely fast, no more, no less. It happened to be three moves, and Wang Guangfu was forced to fall off the Phoenix Stage.

Now, facing Loo Zhennan, the young man was still the same. He bowed respectfully to Loo Zhennan, and then signaled Loo Zhennan to attack first.

Loo Zhennan ignored him. He just stood there, staring at the youth for a long time, and said, "Who is your master? Didn't I teach you manners? He is a junior after all. "

The youth was startled, and he hurriedly bowed once more.

This caused Loo Zhennan to become somewhat impatient. He sternly said, "Don't you know how to speak? Are you a mute?"

The young man was startled. He just looked at Loo Zhennan like that. After a moment, he nodded his head.

Loo Zhennan was stunned. He looked at the young man and bowed. He said, "I apologize for my rudeness. "

The young man returned the bow.

"The younger generation will be feared. Then I will ask for guidance. " However, he heard Loo Zhennan say.

Looking at the young man again, Loo Zhennan, who was charging towards him like a fierce tiger, was calm and composed. When Loo Zhennan got close to him, the iron staff in his hand was about to hit his head. Suddenly, he turned his body sideways. He was as fast as lightning, and he looked like a ghost. After dodging Loo Zhennan, He quickly counterattacked. He used the same three moves to dodge the attack. He forced Loo Zhennan to fall off the Phoenix Stage.

This time, it was like an explosion in the surroundings.

Everyone looked at each other and discussed animatedly. They all asked who this young man was. Which sect and which sect? The He Clan's Young Master?

To be honest, even though he had already fought two rounds in a row and lost two of the present world's experts, the crowd was still unable to see through this youth's martial arts path. Firstly, it was too fast, and secondly, it was too strange. This sword technique seemed to be different from all of the sects in the world, and it was also very far away.

However, he did not ask and was shocked when he asked.

Outside the arena, upstairs and downstairs, there was actually not a single Martial Cultivator that recognized this youth.

He had appeared out of nowhere and defeated his opponent in three moves. At his age, his appearance, his martial arts strength. . . It was unknown which busybody had shouted, "Could he be 'Martial Immortal' Yun Zhifann?" This time, a single stone had caused a thousand ripples. Everyone looked at the young man in a daze.

Actually, it was not just the others. Even Lin Yuchen and Lin Chenghou did not recognize this young man's martial arts skills.

Lin Chenghou had already stood up.

As for Lin Yuchen, his brows were tightly knitted as he stared at the young man in the distance. Although he did not recognize this young man's martial arts, he seemed to have seen this person before. Yes, he had seen him before. It was that night at the back mountain of Sword Sect. . .

"He's from the Yang Family's Hero Convergence. " Lin Yuchen said.

That day, when he was surrounded by people on the back mountain, Lin Yuchen had deliberately sized up all the faces. Although this young man had been acting very ordinary all this time, he would advance as soon as the group entered, and when the group retreated, he would retreat. Wen Wen was quiet, and even a little submissive.

But this appearance was indeed very outstanding. Especially among the group of rough old men.

At that time, Lin Yuchen thought that it was someone who brought a young disciple with a sword, but he didn't think that it was actually a "Great God. "

Lin Yuchen's voice wasn't soft. Lin Chenghou and the group of Sword Sect disciples behind him could hear him clearly.

"Everyone, everyone. " Right at this moment. Another person walked onto the Phoenix Stage and said, "My little junior brother, He had an acute illness when he was young and fell ill. I cannot speak. I hope everyone can forgive me. If you have any questions, just ask me. " This person's voice was not loud and his tone was not high. However, everyone upstairs, downstairs, and outside the arena could hear him clearly. It was obvious that this person was not a common person. Especially his inner force, which was very high!

Looking at him again, he was not as refined and polite as the young man. He had a pair of mustache eyebrows, a pair of rat eyes, and a proud look on his face. Even the corners of his mouth felt like there was a hideous grin on his face!