Iceberg President's personal expert

10 minutes, fleeting.

A man with a samurai sword hanging on his waist came out slowly, and walked into the arena first under the gaze of everyone.

Just standing there, a sense of sharpness erupted from this Japanese swordsman.

"I, Takamura Taro, I don't know who from the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association will come up to fight?"

Takamura Taro showed a serious smile on his face, and looked at the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association.

"It's such a strong breath." Cheng Tianxu and others frowned, looking a little serious.

Dongying actually sent people to fight first, as if they were not worried about the strength of the first player on the Wuxie's side.

Obviously, he has great trust in the strength of Taro Takamura.

"Old He, this Takamura Taro is not weak, so be careful." Cheng Tianxu said solemnly.

"President, don't worry, watch how I cut off his head."

With a strong fighting spirit on his face, He Zhengqing carried a long knife on his back, stepped on the ground with his toes, and phantoms appeared on the field.

The next moment, He Zhengqing stood opposite Takamura Taro.

"Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, He Zhengqing, please enlighten me." He Zhengqing clasped his fists and said in a deep voice.

"He Zhengqing? The vice president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association?"

Taro Takamura grinned: "I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to kill the vice president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association in the first battle. It's really refreshing. You are not my opponent. You surrendered obediently and said that you still have one life."

"There's no need to talk about it. If you have any skills, just shoot."

He Zhengqing sneered and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch my knife, and I will cut you under the knife."

"Insanity."

Takamura Taro snorted coldly, and a bright light suddenly burst into his eyes.

The sharp saber energy burst out from Takamura Taro's eyes, and suppressed He Zhengqing with an incomparable momentum.

He Zhengqing's eyes suddenly brightened, a powerful saber intent bloomed in his mind, and a powerful aura burst out, and he also suppressed Taro Takamura.

Two powerful auras collided in the arena, creating gusts of wind.

"Brother-in-law, why are the two of them standing there still?"

Su Xiaoyi looked blankly at He Zhengqing and Takamura Taro who were standing there and staring at each other, and couldn't help asking, "I've been standing there for 30 seconds, when will the fight start?"

"These two people have already fought each other. The grand master's martial arts competition is not a fight in the street. These two people are fighting with each other. The competition is sword intent, so you can't see it."

Ye Chen explained softly.

"It turns out that's the case. I said that I feel that the atmosphere is a bit depressing." Su Xiaoyi nodded half-understanding.

The gust of wind on the arena became stronger and stronger, raging crazily on the arena.

The aura exuded by He Zhengqing and Takamura Taro became stronger and stronger.

Like two mountain peaks, towering over the arena.

Some warriors who watched outside the martial arts field felt a little oppressed, as if something was pressing on their hearts.

If it weren't for the row of grandmasters sitting in front, most of the coercion would be blocked.

With so many warriors present, I am afraid that they would vomit blood due to the coercion emanating from these two people.

"Brother Ye, who do you think will win this battle?"

Wang Tianyu was also a layman, and couldn't understand the situation at all. He subconsciously looked at Ye Chen and asked in a low voice.

"This Takamura Taro has a strong sword intent and is stronger than He Zhengqing. He Zhengqing needs to take the lead. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose."

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, the strengths of the two were about the same, even Ye Chen couldn't predict who would win, only after fighting.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Wang Tianyu suddenly became nervous.

He Zhengqing, who was standing on the arena, looked a little solemn at this moment.

Takamura Taro's strength has indeed exceeded his expectations.

The opponent is obviously stronger than him in terms of power.

If the opponent is allowed to continue to accumulate his own momentum, this battle will be a bit troublesome.

Thinking of this, He Zhengqing suddenly took a step forward, and his mighty aura suddenly suppressed Taro Takamura.

"You are not my opponent." Takamura Taro looked at He Zhengqing with a provocative expression, and also took a step forward. His whole body seemed to be transformed into an indestructible long knife, and his aura directly suppressed the aura around He Zhengqing. .

"kill!"

With a ferocious look on He Zhengqing's face, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the long knife behind him, and slashed at Takamura Taro.

The sound of sharp blades resounded in the arena.

I saw a bright sword qi slashing out from the long knife in He Zhengqing's hand, turned into a sword qi several feet high, and slashed towards Takamura Taro.

"cut!"

Takamura Taro's eyes were fixed, and his right hand suddenly pulled out the samurai sword beside him.

A bright rainbow light flashed in everyone's eyes, and a rainbow light flashed from Takamura Taro's samurai sword, and with a monstrous sword intent, it directly slashed at He Zhengqing's sword energy.

With a bang, the deafening roar resounded in the arena.

In everyone's ears, it was as if thunder was exploding, and the eardrums of many warriors were trembling.

"Is this the power of a middle-rank master? It's really powerful and terrifying."

Some members of the Martial Arts Association looked at the saber energy colliding in the air with fiery eyes, feeling the cold and biting killing intent, and their whole bodies trembled with excitement.

On weekdays, they seldom saw the grandmaster make a move, let alone He Zhengqing, the vice president, make a move with all his strength.

Now that they have witnessed a middle-grade grandmaster attack with all his strength, how can they not be excited?

The two sword qi collided violently in the air, and the escaping sword qi left a series of knife marks on the ground of the arena.

In an instant, Takamura Taro's saber qi shattered He Zhengqing's saber aura, became slightly illusory, and then slashed towards He Zhengqing again.

He Zhengqing's complexion changed, his body moved, and he slashed away again, directly cutting Takamura Taro's sword energy to pieces.

"Huaxia people, you also take my knife."

Takamura Taro grinned, holding the samurai sword in his hand, took a deep breath suddenly, and then slashed towards He Zhengqing with a single knife.

Stab!

There was an ear-piercing sound of knives from the arena.

Takamura Taro's sword cut down from top to bottom, like a white waterfall falling from the sky.

The resplendent saber energy turned into a shocking rainbow, and slashed towards He Zhengqing with an invincible posture.

He Zhengqing looked at the knife in front of him, his face changed slightly, the hair all over his body stood on end, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

Takamura Taro's knife gave him a strong sense of crisis.

"Kill!" He Zhengqing gave a low shout, and the long knife in his hand burst into a bright saber aura, and he also greeted him with a knife.