Disciple, you are not really invincible, there is still your wife in this world

Chapter [-]: The Day of the Competition

Qin Yang entered the gymnasium, glanced at the surrounding stands, and then was slightly startled.

Immediately, Qin Yang said: "Old Bai, you can go there by yourselves. I see a friend and sit with her."

Bai Shanhe was not afraid of Qin Yang running away, so without saying anything, he walked to the seat designated by the Bai family with Bai Zijing, who was a little uneasy, and sat down.

When Bai Shanhe and Bai Zijing appeared, many people looked at them. Some martial arts masters had tried to snatch the Eight Jue Tian Swords in the past, but lost to Bai Shanhe.

Some of them lost to Bai Shanhe's sword skills during the challenge back then, and some wanted to see if they could have a chance to get the sword skills this time.

Anyway, there are almost no good intentions.

Bai Shanhe is the only person who has mastered the Eight Jue Tian Swordsmanship and made this set of swordsman famous.

How powerful Bai Shanhe was back then, it was so enviable.

If he hadn't faked his death and deceived everyone, would the Bai family still be alive today? It had been razed to the ground long ago!

Bai Shanhe ignored those glances and sat there with his eyes closed to relax.

...

Qin Yang walked through the crowd and came to a stand, then patted a beautiful woman on the shoulder: "Why are you here?"

Tang Rou, who was wearing ultra-short jeans and a white bear-printed T-shirt, turned around suddenly and said happily: "You are really here! What's wrong? You can come, but I can't come?"

"That's not... I'm just wondering why you came here." Qin Yang sat down directly next to Tang Rou.

"My brother said that!" Tang Rou's beautiful eyes were shining with light, her big eyes were shining, and she was extremely beautiful.

Under the ultra-short jeans are a pair of white, delicate and round thighs. Coupled with the chest that distorts the bear on the T-shirt, Tang Rou is not very attractive today.

The coexistence of youthful vitality and flourishing beauty made even those warriors who only immersed themselves in martial arts frequently turn their eyes.

"Today is a battle between warriors, and you don't understand. It's a waste of time to come here."

When Tang Rou heard this, her face suddenly fell, and she became a little annoyed. She said angrily: "You guys are experts at watching the door, but I am an outsider and can just watch the excitement, okay?"

"Uh... ok, ok!"

Qin Yang reassured her again and again, "This Tang Rou is not the temperament of a rich young lady. Why did she suddenly become so easily angry?"

I didn’t say anything wrong!

Tang Rou was angry and didn't want to talk to Qin Yang. She held her cheek and stared at the middle field in a daze.

An hour later, the gym was not overcrowded, but the number of people was not too small either.

Chen Yongli also came. He came here on behalf of Chen Xiaotian. After seeing Qin Yang, he walked towards him.

"Sister-in-law!" Chen Yongli chuckled.

Tang Rou blushed slightly and spat: "Don't scream, I'm not Qin Idiot's woman!"

Chen Yongli disagreed: "It has to be sooner or later! You won't suffer a loss if you call in advance!"

Qin Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and slapped him on the back: "Stop talking nonsense!"

At this time, Qin Yang's expression condensed and his brows raised slightly.

The other warriors in the hall seemed to have sensed this, and they all fell silent in unison.

At the door, two imposing figures walked in. Qin Yang heard the warrior behind him lower his voice and said in surprise: "Luo Hunyi of the Luo family of the East China Sea and Pan Ruhong of the Pan family?"

"I didn't expect that today's competition would attract these two great gods. It seems that there is nothing wrong with other martial arts masters..."

A warrior next to him smiled bitterly and said, "Yeah... Now that these two are here, who dares to come on stage to compete? In the end, it's just the two of them competing to decide who owns the sword!"

The warriors all around began to chatter.

Even the great master of martial arts who was originally confident could only shake his head weakly and give up at this moment. The Juetian Eight Swordsmanship had no chance with everyone present.

Qin Yang also took a look, Luo Hunyi, Pan Ruhong?

He has already heard about Luo Hunyi. Pan Ruhong...should be the great master of the Pan family that Pan Changyao mentioned, right?

With a casual glance, he judged the approximate strength of these two people.

It is indeed very powerful. It is powerful and powerful, and its intensity exceeds its own martial arts realm. It must have been trying to challenge the masters of Tianren University.

Except for myself, no one here can compete with these two people. If I didn't disrupt the situation, there would be no suspense in today's sword fight.

After Luo Hunyi appeared, his cold eyes were directed towards Bai Shanhe. Those sharp eyes were like two Mount Tai, which made Bai Shanhe tremble.

Bai Zijing trembled and said: "Dad...the great master of the Luo family..."

Bai Shanhe took a deep breath and was so disappointed with the eldest son's performance that he wanted to vomit blood.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Give me some ambition! Don't make people laugh at my Bai family! How can you get the approval of Divine Doctor Qin when you behave so badly?"

He is a man in his forties or fifties, but his father told him that he needs to be recognized by a young man in his twenties.

This is simply ridiculous.

But Bai Zijing didn't think there was any problem. He was the Qin miracle doctor whose martial arts and medical skills were admired by the mountains! If you can get his approval, it would be an honor!

Luo Hunyi smiled coldly and said: "Bai Shanhe, I didn't expect that you had faked your death to escape these years. You even deceived the informants of my Luo family! How clever!"

Bai Shanhe's voice was deep: "Luo Hunyi... stop talking nonsense, today if you have the ability, take away the Juetian Eight Swordsman Manual!"

Luo Hunyi sneered: "I'm going to decide the sword manual, no one can stop me!"

After saying that, his voice echoed throughout the stadium: "Heroes from all walks of life, I, Luo Hunyi, will definitely get the Eight Jue Tian Dao today. Please bear with me and don't participate in the competition!"

"Whoever dares to compete will be our enemy, Luo Hunyi, and the Donghai Luo family!"

There is no substantive thanks, only threats!

The warriors from all sides couldn't help but change their expressions. Some of the hot-tempered ones were angry, but thinking of the name of the Donghai Luo family... they still suppressed the anger in their hearts.

Luo Hunyi was very satisfied when no one said a word, and then walked to the middle of the ring.

"Now that the ownership of the sword manual has been settled, let's solve the second thing."

Luo Hunyi's tone was cold, and he looked around the stands gloomily. Finally, his eyes stopped on Bai Shanhe.

"Bai Shanhe, call out that bitch who injured Mu Jiu. I will skin him with my own hands!"

Bai Shanhe's heart sank and he said, "Luo Hunyi, even if you are from the Luo family, you still have to be reasonable..."

"Haha! Reason?" Luo Hunyi smiled contemptuously: "I, Luo Hunyi, am the reason! If I give you a way to live, if you don't leave, you have to choose a dead end! You asked for this!"

Pan Ruhong flicked his hand casually, and the long knife flew out and fell into his hand.

"The boy who injured Mu Jiu, get out! Otherwise, I will kill Bai Shanhe right now!"

The roar of thunder resounded throughout the hall.