Arad Continent Sword God

Chapter 223 Sword Saint Xi Lan! !
"This woman is so strong."

Everyone looked at Huangfuyan who was approaching, and at the same time they were secretly surprised, and they sensed a terrifying fluctuation of Yuanli on her body.

Looking at Huangfuyan holding a sword, Wang Xiansheng frowned and felt a little pressure.

Ever since he was taught by Master Feng Zhen in the fighting arena, he thought that with his current strength, he could easily get No.1.

But he didn't expect the hidden sword energy on Huangfuyan in front of him to be so heavy.

Not only Huangfuyan was a master, but also powerful professionals walked to the door of the world's number one martial arts club, all exuding a terrifying aura.

"Sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" You Kun looked at a famous master and sighed.

The faces of everyone on the side were also very solemn.

Originally, they were a little arrogant after being instructed by Master Fengzhen, but now seeing so many masters appearing, they instantly cooled down.

Even if they want to get a good ranking in the world's best martial arts club, it is quite troublesome.

Crack!

The gate of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association, which was originally closed, slowly opened, revealing a thousand-meter-diameter arena surrounded by circular steps.

"Go in." Wang Xiansheng said lightly, and walked in first.

"This competition is indeed the same as the previous one in the Imperial Arena." Wang Xiansheng thought in his heart after entering the world's No. [-] Martial Arts Association.

There is only a huge arena inside, surrounded by seats, and the outermost are some seats for spectators to watch.

"Why is there no such person as the master?" Lu Gudie sat with Wang Xiansheng, looking at no one on the giant arena with any doubts on his face.

The professionals in the surrounding competitions also discovered this matter, and communicated with each other.

"Is there no referee in the game?"

"There must be a referee. It's impossible for us to go up directly to discuss."

"You don't know that, every time the No. [-] Martial Arts Association in the World is held, there will be a powerful existence as the host."

"It is said that the last time the World's Best Martial Arts Tournament was held, the current National Master of the Xu Motherland acted as the referee. I don't know who it will be this time."

"The national teacher of the false motherland? That can be the existence of a professional whose strength has reached the seventh level!"

While everyone was talking about it, exclamations came from the door of the world's number one martial arts club.

"Why is he here?"

"Sword Master! It's actually Sword Master Xilan!"

Even Wang Xiansheng heard the exclamations of the surrounding contestants, and turned to look at the gate.

A handsome but slovenly man came in holding a bamboo stick and carrying a slender sword on his back.

When he saw this man, Wang Xiansheng's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that he would be attracted to this competition.

The man in front of him was Xi Lan, one of the four sword masters.

When he first came to the mainland, Wang Xiansheng had heard the names of the four sword masters the most, but it was the first time he had seen them until today.

Looking at Xi Lan's smiling face, there was no trace of energy fluctuations on his body, but none of the people present dared to underestimate him.

"I didn't expect it to be an existence above the seventh level." Wang Xiansheng's heart trembled. As a swordsman, he keenly felt the terrifying sword energy hidden in Xilan, and he felt it from a long distance away. A gust of cold light came.

"Huh? Such a strong professional." Xi Lan who walked in suddenly felt a gaze, turned to look at Wang Xiansheng, and also felt a sharp sword aura from Wang Xiansheng.

"Nuo Yu, you have a good opponent." Xi Lan smiled and looked at his apprentice Nuo Yu behind him.

Nuo Yu only looked like a young man, but his sword aura was extremely powerful. He also held a wooden sword in his hand. Hearing the master's words, he smiled and said, "Wouldn't that help me hone my sword skills even more?"

"If there are no strong players and my swordsmanship cannot be improved to the next level, then what is the purpose of me participating in the world's number one martial arts association?"

"Hahaha, you are my apprentice." Xi Lan looked at the apprentice behind her with satisfaction, "Then you have to work hard."

While everyone was watching, Xi Lan walked up to the giant arena, but Nuo Yu did not follow him. He also sat in the position of a competitor, closing his eyes and concentrating as if he was about to fight.

"I am Sword Saint Xilan." Xilan looked around, her voice echoed throughout the arena, "Maybe some people know me, and maybe some people know me."

"But these are not important. Your goal today is to win No.1 this time."

"Whoever can win No.1, his name will spread throughout the entire Arad continent in a very short time, and become a household name!"

"All foreign objects cannot be used in the competition, such as life potions and dolls."

"Stop talking nonsense, the game begins!"

After Xi Lan finished speaking, she disappeared in an instant, and two red lights flashed on the chairs behind the contestants, and then two contestants entered the arena.

And after the two contestants went up, Yuanli barriers rose up around the huge arena in an instant.

"Robin."

"Black Wind Sky Strategy."

After the two contestants simply reported their names, they immediately launched an attack.

The contestants in the audience immediately became energetic and watched intently.

"Very strong." Wang Xiansheng looked at the two people on the stage, and nodded secretly in his heart. Both of them are very strong, and they are considered powerful characters among sixth-level professionals.

But in a short while, the professional named Heifeng Tiance had two spells in his hand at the same time, a Thunder Talisman, and a terrifying thunderbolt fell from the sky.

The player named Robin had no time to react and was instantly knocked to the ground.

As the battle between the two contestants ended, red lights rose from the seats below the stage from time to time, and one by one professionals came to the stage to compete.

Even Ren Yixu and Youkun had already competed on stage, but they both defeated their opponents easily.

"Huangfuyan is going up." Lu Gudie who was on the side looked at Huangfuyan who was slowly walking onto the stage and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Lu Gudie's words, Wang Xiansheng watched it attentively, even though he felt that Huangfuyan's strength was very strong.

It is also one of the few players who can put him under pressure.

As Huangfuyan stood on the stage, a professional assassin with a dagger in his hand came to the stage and looked at Huangfuyan solemnly.

A frightening sword qi emanated from Huangfuyan's hand, attacking the professional assassin.

"Kill!" The professional assassin's expression changed, and he entered a stealth state instantly, attacking Huangfuyan with the dagger in his hand.

(End of this chapter)