"I'm asking you, Brother Zhao, how old are you?" Lu Shan asked.
"I don't want to say. I don't want to hurt you." Zhao Yuande waved his hand.
"No … no way! It's just an age. It's not like we haven't been hurt by you before. "Lu Shan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Forget it. Let's not talk about it!" Zhao Yuande smiled bitterly.
"Don't … I won't be hurt. Even if you say you're a hundred years old, I won't be hurt!" Lu Shan said with certainty.
"Brother Zhao, tell me! I'm curious too. "Feng Yingyu couldn't help but look curious.
"Forty-one years old." Zhao Yuande transmitted his voice to the two of them. If he said that, no one would believe him.
"What …" Lu Shan's eyes widened. A strange gurgling sound came from his throat. He stared blankly at Zhao Yuande, unable to say anything for a long time.
"Forty-one …" Feng Yingyu's face was filled with disbelief. "He really is a peerless genius … no, a peerless monster!"
"Brother … Brother Zhao, you're not the son of a Sovereign, are you?" Lu Shan finally managed to squeeze out these words after a long while.
"Brother Zhao is from the lower realms!" Feng Yingyu's voice was hoarse.
"Freak …" Lu Shan originally thought that he was a genius, but compared to Zhao Yuande, he was simply an idiot!
"He really is a freak. I feel like I've been hurt!" Feng Yingyu smiled bitterly. "Brother Lu, why do you ask?"
"I … I don't know." Lu Shan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"…"
There were already people fighting fiercely in the arena. Zhao Yuande and the others had seen one of them before. It was the young man behind the sword-wielding youth.
Although this young man wasn't a match for Zhao Yuande, he was still a Holy Venerate expert with extraordinary combat strength. He had already defeated three young geniuses from the other factions of Feng Feng Lake in a row.
The rules of the battle were simple. As long as one could obtain five consecutive victories, they would be qualified to fight for the top 32 positions.
"Seventeenth Brother, I'll fight you!" A clear voice rang out after the young man's fourth consecutive victory.
Seven or eight figures flew down from the sky. They were all dressed in golden robes. Each of them had an extraordinary bearing and an incomparably powerful aura.
The one who spoke was a young man who seemed to be the youngest. He was playing with an emerald green flute in his hand with a relaxed expression on his face.
He landed on the arena from a disciple and looked at the young man opposite him.
"Shui Yuanhao, Seventeenth Brother has already fought four rounds. If you challenge him now, aren't you taking advantage of him?" The young man below the stage frowned when he saw this young man.
"Shui Shenglin, I'm following the rules. I'm not taking advantage of you. You can challenge me when I win four matches in a row. I don't mind!" The young man called Shui Yuanhao said in an indifferent tone, as if he did not put the young man with the sword in his eyes.
"Shui Yuanhao … This person is Shui Yuanhao!"
"I heard that this person is the youngest son of the patriarch of the Shui Clan. Even among his brothers and sisters, his talent is considered to be above average. Rumor has it that when he was training overseas, he was able to fight against a Buddhist disciple who was the reincarnation of a Buddha."
"It is said that when he was young, he was bullied by the disciples of the other main factions. Therefore, he has a grudge against the disciples of the other main factions. That's why he chose this time to fight."
"Sigh … Geniuses also have their own thoughts. However, this is not a big deal …"
"Alright … Seventeenth Brother, he's coming for you. Just admit defeat!" The young man with the sword looked at Seventeenth Brother.
"No … Even if I'm not his opponent, I won't admit defeat!" The young man was very stubborn. He looked at Shui Yuanhao with determination.
"Haha! Alright, Seventeenth Brother, just because of your words, I'll teach you a lesson. I'll let you know that if you don't know how to judge the situation, you'll be miserable! "Shui Yuanhao sneered.
"Come on!" The young man gritted his teeth.
The battle was about to start. However, it was obvious that Shui Yuanhao was much stronger than his opponent. After a few moves, Shui Yuanhao smashed the young man's chest.
The young man screamed and flew out of the arena.
"Seventeenth Brother!" The sword-wielding youth caught the youth and checked his injuries. His expression changed and he angrily looked at Shui Yuanhao on the stage. "Shui Yuanhao, didn't seventeenth brother push you because of a bamboo sword when he was young? We're all disciples of the Shui Clan. We're all brothers. You don't have to hold a grudge for so long and even use such a heavy hand! "
"Shui Shenglin, don't say such useless things. If you have the ability, then come and defeat me. Otherwise, shut up!" Shui Yuanhao sneered.
"You …" Shui Shenglin gritted his teeth. He knew that he was definitely not a match for his opponent. Not only would he not be able to defeat his opponent, but he would also lose his chance to enter the top 32.
"Kid, when he gets four consecutive wins, you go and defeat him for me!" At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Zhao Yuande's ears.
"Uh …" Zhao Yuande could not help but smile bitterly, "Senior, can I refuse?"
"You can't! If you don't do as I say, I'll kill you! "That woman's voice came. Zhao Yuande could clearly hear that she was not joking.
"Okay!" Zhao Yuande could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
At this moment, he was afraid that he had offended the Shui Clan Head.
The young man named Shui Yuanhao stood on the arena. The audience was silent. No one dared to challenge him. For a moment, there was an awkward silence.
"Everyone, if no one comes up to challenge him, he will automatically enter the top 32." The old man with the smile on his face said.
There was still no movement. Although Shui Shenglin's face showed a ferocious expression, he still did not rush up.
"Hey! Let me do it! "Zhao Yuande helplessly jumped onto the arena.
"What is Brother Zhao doing?" Lu San could not help but ask curiously, "According to Brother Zhao's temper, he doesn't seem like someone who likes to be in the limelight!"
"It must be that senior who threatened him!" At this time, Feng Yingyu could not help but smile bitterly, "The few little guys that the senior mentioned, I'm afraid they are the group that just came."
"I … I think so too!" Lu San said helplessly, "I don't know what kind of storm Brother Zhao can stir up in the Shui Clan. We won't be implicated by him and get killed by others!"
"…"
"You … who are you?" Shui Yuanhao looked at Zhao Yuande with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"I am the one who will defeat you. Don't be so long-winded. Let's fight!" Zhao Yuande did not want to be long-winded with Shui Yuanhao.
"How arrogant!" Shui Yuanhao's eyes flashed fiercely and a green light shot out from the jade flute in his hand.
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