"Hehe, wearing a mask? He dares to use such a name but doesn't dare to show his face? "
"He dares to show his face? What a joke! "
"Look at the sword on his back! It's so rusty, I don't think he can even cut vegetables with it. "
"Hahaha, you're right, this guy is here to be a joke!"
"Let's see how Xuan Bing will kill him!"
Everyone spared no effort in mocking Ye Fan Chen who was wearing a mask. The disdain in their hearts was self-evident. Even Xuan Bing, who was on the stage, could not help but laugh.
"Are you serious?" Xuan Bing's voice had a hint of feminine beauty.
His smile and his words caused the young girls in the audience to scream again.
"Ah! Xuan Bing is so handsome! "
"Xuan Bing, kill him!"
"Go Xuan Bing!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with admiration for Xuan Bing, and Xuan Bing enjoyed the feeling of being admired.
The white-bearded old man and the black-robed man remained silent as they watched everything that was happening with a smile on their faces.
Ye Fanchen didn't care about the mockery and mockery from Xuan Bing as he stretched his body.
Ye Fanchen had just broken through to the peak of the Middle Stage of the Walking Dust Realm, so he had to stretch his body to control his strength.
However, everyone saw it as a provocation towards Xuan Bing.
"Looks like you overestimate yourself, just like your fake name." Xuan Bing smiled elegantly, but her eyes were filled with coldness. She looked at Ye Fanchen like a hunter looking at its prey.
"Do you know that I have fought a total of six battles on this stage, and I have won all six of them? I had an opponent who was as arrogant as you, but not only did he lose, I even broke his arms and legs, and he became a cripple! "
Xuan Bing raised her eyebrows and said fiercely.
However, his harsh words did not affect Ye Fanchen in the slightest.
"Come on!" Ye Fanchen was getting impatient, and he had already pulled out the Violet Sun Sword from his back.
Seeing this scene, the crowd in the spectator seats sneered again.
"This guy uses a sword as well?"
"A sword? Doesn't he know that Xuan Bing is famous for her sword skills? "
"Let's see how this Qing Yun will make a fool of himself!"
Everyone thought that Ye Fanchen using a sword in front of Xuan Bing was like showing off a knife in front of Guan Yu, and they were all mocking him. They could even imagine how ashamed Ye Fanchen would feel when he was defeated by Xuan Bing's sword.
"A sword? Let me teach you how to use a sword today! "
Xuan Bing sneered. She took out her sword from her Space Ring and moved instantly. Her speed was so fast that she left an afterimage on the spot.
In the next second, he appeared right in front of Ye Fanchen. His gaze was as ferocious as a beast's, and the sword in his hand was like a slithering snake, heading straight for Ye Fanchen's left chest.
"In the world of martial arts, speed is invincible! Sword Dao is the same! "
Xuan Bing said with a disdainful smile. Then, she thrust her sword at Ye Fan Chen's heart!
Hearing what Xuan Bing said, Ye Fanchen did not know whether to laugh or cry.
How could a kid like Xuan Bing lecture him, Qingyun Xian Zun, who was famous for his sword skills in his previous life?
Xuan Bing's sword was fast, but it was just fast!
Although Xuan Bing was chanting, his sword skills were as immature as a child's.
Ye Fanchen did not want to play with this half-baked kid anymore.
His wrist shook violently, and the Violet Sun Sword in his hand left a sword shadow in the air. Xuan Bing, Xuan Bing moved along the body of the sword to the hilt!
Screech …
The two swords clashed with each other, and there was an ear-piercing sound. Ye Fanchen's Violet Sun Sword slashed at Xuan Bing's hand!
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Xuan Bing was shocked, and he did not dare to hold back anymore.
Just as he was about to use his sword skills, Ye Fanchen's Violet Sun Sword suddenly sped up and changed direction!
A sword shadow stopped in the air, and when the shadow disappeared, the Violet Sun Sword was already on Xuan Bing's neck, leaving a red mark. Xuan Bing's head would be cut off with just a little bit of force.
Xuan Bing let go of the sword in his hand, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes. However, he had no choice but to say, "I lost!"
All of a sudden, the endless cheers stopped abruptly! Everyone's expression froze, and they were shocked.
Xuan Bing, who had won six matches in a row, had lost!
The whole process took less than five seconds!
Unbelievable!
Who would have thought that the elegant Xuan Bing, who could talk casually in front of his opponent, would be defeated in an instant!
His opponent was a narcissist with the pseudonym Qingyun Xian Zun!
The narcissist used the sword that Xuan Bing was proud of!
Everyone's eyes were focused on the masked man who claimed to be Qing Yun. The disbelief in their hearts was self-evident.
This was probably the most surprising thing that had happened in the arena this month!
In the spectator stands, the white-bearded old man squinted his eyes when he saw this. He smiled and said, "It seems that this Qingyun is quite powerful."
Xuan Bing lowered his head, and he was embarrassed.
His opponent's sword was faster than his!
His opponent's sword skills were stronger than his!
And he was shamelessly teaching his opponent how to use his sword.
Xuan Bing really wanted to find a hole to hide in.
"What sword skill is that?" Xuan Bing finally plucked up the courage to ask. He wanted to know what kind of sword skill it was, and why it was so powerful!
"Sword skills are ever-changing. How can there be so many ways to use it?" Ye Fanchen said calmly.
Xuan Bing was stunned, and he could not say a word.
At this moment, the announcer's voice was heard.
"The winner of this match is Qingyun!"
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the arena, on the young man with an ordinary mask and a long sword.
They suddenly realized that the young man was not as annoying as they thought. Although the young man's fake name was frivolous, there was a kind of calmness and restraint that matched his fake name.
He was not afraid when he was mocked by the crowd, and he did not back down. He still defeated his opponent calmly.
This was the temperament of a powerful man, an elder, and it was something that ordinary people could not learn.
Xuan Bing, who was the person involved, smiled in relief, and it was a beautiful smile.
However, the moment he smiled, his face underwent a subtle change. Then, it changed back to its original appearance.
No one noticed it, but Xuan Bing noticed it herself!
"Oh no!"
Xuan Bing blushed. She was so shy. She hurriedly covered her cheeks and carefully sensed the surroundings.
She let out a long sigh when she saw that no one noticed her.
He calmed himself down and returned to his elegant demeanor from before.
However, what she did not know was that Ye Fanchen had seen everything that had happened.
However, Ye Fanchen did not show any emotion.
At this moment, his opponent represented a Level Two Demonic Core.
His only goal was to increase his strength as fast as possible!
"I lost!" Xuan Bing cupped his fist and said, "I admit defeat. Brother Qingyun's attainment in swordsmanship is far above mine. Brother Qingyun, please don't mind my lecture just now. "
Xuan Bing was not a stubborn person. He lost, and he would not continue to pester Ye Fanchen.
His words also made Ye Fanchen have a good impression of Xuan Bing. Ye Fanchen cupped his fists to show his respect.
Who would have thought that at this moment, a figure in a gorgeous purple robe would leap onto the ring.
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