Slandering my daughter for stealing, I, the Drunken Swordsman, will open the sky with one sword

Things turned out just as Ye Qing had expected. The person who fought with Meng Ran was naturally no match for Meng Ran in strength.

Next, two people from each of the four will fight each other.

Ye Qing now had to face a rather thin man. He saw that this man was ordinary, but he could advance all the way to here, which made him a little confused.

"I don't feel any special energy from you."

"That is to say, you must not have taken the right path."

He said so, and the man in front of him admitted it.

"You're right. I, Mu'er, did use some special things to make it to the end."

"But the competition didn't say that you can't use this thing, so you can use it, but you didn't use it yourself, so why can't you let me use it?"

Mu'er didn't think he did anything wrong. After hearing this, Ye Qing took a deep breath and shook his head.

"You think you are so proud, anyway. I don't want to waste my time on you. You deserve to be completely destroyed by me."

Ye Qing saw that there was something evil in Mu'er's body, and without any hesitation, he immediately attacked him with a punch.

This person has evil spirits in his body, which allows him to use this strange thing to instantly improve his strength.

He knocked the man out of the arena. When Murong Cheng saw that the man was using such a thing, he attacked directly and killed him with one palm.

Murong Cheng looked at everyone and explained.

"In the Arena Martial Arts Competition, evil things are not allowed. This is a forbidden thing in our Wanling City. You should know what I mean."

Everyone knew that Wanling City did not allow evil things to appear, so when that guy was killed just now, no one felt anything.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Cheng stood on the fighting arena and spoke to Meng Ran and Ye Qing.

"There are only two of you on the arena of the martial arts tournament now. Now is the time for you two to compete in strength."

After saying this, Murong Cheng turned around and left.

Ye Qing looked at Meng Ran in front of him and once again sensed the power coming from Meng Ran's body.

"You are indeed very powerful. Just by looking at you, I can sense the special energy coming from you. However, you are no match for me. You'd better admit defeat as soon as possible."

"If we fight, you're bound to get hurt."

He said this lightly, and Meng Ran laughed out loud after hearing it.

"I thought you were going to tell me something, but I didn't expect you to say this. I'm telling you, I didn't use my real skills to deal with those guys before."

"You will soon realize how foolish it is to confront me."

Meng Ran was still very confident in his own strength. After he said this, his body was immediately covered by his own energy.

At this time, Meng Ran's strength had indeed increased significantly, but when Ye Qing saw this, he did not think it was very dangerous.

"I thought you were going to say something to me, but it turned out to be something so ridiculous."

"If you really think you have what it takes, just unleash your full strength on me and let me see your true abilities."

Ye Qing stretched out his hands, showing that he didn't care at all.

His behavior made Meng Ran instantly furious.

Meng Ran clenched his fists, released all his energy, then rushed in front of him and began to attack frantically.

Meng Ran attacked very quickly. He wanted to use all his strength to decide the outcome with Ye Qing as soon as possible, because he saw how powerful the enemy he was facing was. At the same time, not far away, a pair of eyes were fixed on him. The person was Wan Ling, the initiator of the Arena Martial Arts Competition.

When Ye Qing sensed this, he knew that he should decide the winner as soon as possible, so he began to gather his energy. When Meng Ran attacked him, he simply raised his hands to block all of Meng Ran's attacks.

"Is this all you have? You are certainly powerful compared to the rest of us, but you are still far from being as powerful as I can be."

"I came to Wanling City just to meet the Lord of Wanling City, so I won't make things difficult for you."

"But if you still insist on attacking me, don't blame me for being rude."

Even after Ye Qing said so much, Meng Hai was still very persistent.

"I have finally stood on the stage. How can I give up everything I have now just because of your words?"

He still did not give up and continued to release his power.

"You really don't know your own limitations. I didn't intend to hurt you, but you insisted on seeking death in front of me, so I will grant your wish."

Spiritual power passed through Ye Qing's whole body, making him feel that his energy was much stronger than before.

When these energies dissipated, Meng Ran was knocked off the stage.

Meng Ran was bounced away by the power of his phantom spiritual root, and when he regained consciousness, he was already under the ring.

Murong Cheng stood on the stage at this time. He just glanced not far away and turned around to announce to everyone.

"Ye Qing is the final winner of this martial arts competition, but if he wants to see the city lord, he still needs to get past me."

"That is to say, unless he defeats me, he will be considered a failure."

Everyone was talking about it. They all knew that Murong Cheng was the personal bodyguard of Wan Ling, the lord of Wan Ling City, and was also the steward of the Wan family. His strength was immeasurable, because they all didn't think highly of Ye Qing.

This was Ye Qing’s first time in Wanling City. Although he had not seen Murong Cheng’s strength with his own eyes, he could sense the energy emanating from around his body.

"I think we don't need to say anything else. I will let you know how big the gap is."

He was different from others. When he heard Murong Cheng say this, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear or worry.

Only then did Murong Cheng realize that the person in front of him was not from Wanling City.

"You are not from Wanling City, but you came to this martial arts competition arena. Your arrival makes me very confused."

"No matter what, you can only marry the young lady and meet the city lord if you defeat me."

Murong Cheng's words were absolutely absolute.

"I am determined to be the city lord today. If you insist on stopping me, then I will not be polite."

As he spoke, Ye Qing gathered the energy of the Phantom Spirit Root around his body, and the purple flames directly surrounded him.

He chose to take it seriously this time, because he sensed that Murong Cheng was indeed a very powerful person. Even all the people who had challenged him on the ring just now combined were far inferior to Murong Cheng.

Seeing that Ye Qing was serious, Murong Cheng immediately rushed towards Ye Qing.

With both hands, using their own gathered strength, they faced each other and punched directly.

The collision of fists caused the barrier above the ring to shake.

The shaking of the arena's barrier made Murong Cheng more aware that the person in front of him was not simple.

The energy between the two of them collided, and Ye Qing did not retreat a single step, which made Murong Cheng realize that he should also be more serious. (End of this chapter)