Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 62 I, Ye Qingzhou, am looking for a fight
In the pouring rain, there was suddenly a clanging sound of chains being cut.

A figure flew up from the big pit below the arena and leaped into the air.

His right hand was holding an evil long sword that exuded a bloody aura, while his left hand was in a grappling posture, holding a gorgeous sword that was as black as ink and had a golden dragon pattern on it.

This person is none other than the martial arts expert who had caused a big disturbance in the cargo area of ​​the old dock in Linjiang City before, the S-rank wanted criminal of Dongji Country, and the Ghost Swordsman Duan Ming, whose bounty is as high as 1000 million.

In fact, no one would hunt down a powerful martial artist who is half a step to master level just for a mere 1000 million.

This is no longer a super strong enemy that can be defeated by just relying on numbers.

Gui Jianchou was seen flying in the air with high-level body movement martial arts, standing proudly in the sky. At the same time, he laughed wildly and displayed his high-level mental martial arts Blood Prison Senluo, which instantly caused a large area of ​​mental pollution within a radius of three miles.

The spirits and consciousness of countless spectators were trapped in the Senluo Blood Prison, wailing and screaming, and the scene was in chaos.

Even among the martial arts geniuses who came to watch the fight, not all of them could resist the erosion of their souls, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on their foreheads.

Even Leon and Liu Dingjian, who were ranked in the top four, had to work very hard to break free from their mental nightmares, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

Seeing that Xu Yuebing was just like Ye Qingzhou, nothing happened to him, Leon couldn't help but complain: "Master Ye is fine, but why can't you be suppressed by Ghost Swordsman?"

Xu Yuebing naturally wouldn't reveal the secret of the Heart Sword, so she smiled smugly: "Do you think everyone is as mentally fragile as you?"

"I am mentally fragile?"

Leon refused to accept this upon hearing this. He was a man who was determined to become a martial saint, and his mind was as strong as iron. He would never allow himself to be slandered like this.

"Master Ye, please give me some advice!"

Ye Qingzhou obviously wasn't listening to the quarrel between the two. Instead, he sighed, "Can't we wait until the award ceremony is over before we start quarreling? Now that things have turned out like this, I don't know if I can get the reward."

Although 10 yuan is not a lot of money, a mosquito leg is still meat.

Xu Yuebing and Leon were speechless upon hearing this. At this moment, Ye Qingzhou was still thinking about receiving the award!
At this moment, a battle has broken out in the sky above the Tianxin Arena.

Gui Jianchou was holding the Emperor Sword Long Yuan and wanted to leave, but he was blocked by Liu Yiming who said, "Gui Jianchou, put Long Yuan down."

"I'll let your mother's stinky shit go!"

"Then die."

The two sides started fighting directly after a disagreement.

Suddenly, an overwhelming sword energy bombardment began. The scene was so grand, like a war, as if two battalion-level artillery units equipped with multiple rocket launchers were shooting at each other from a distance. Hundreds of sword energies were bombarding the sky like crazy, and countless fireworks exploded.

Such a "plain and unpretentious" confrontation is truly extremely brilliant.

Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~
Continuous explosions resounded through the sky, like rolling thunder.

Leon was stunned: "Fuck, are these two people trying to poke a hole in the sky?"

The fierce fight between Duan Ming and Liu Yiming has already exceeded the imagination of non-professional martial artists. Even for many professional martial artists, the strength of these two is also beyond their reach.

Standing next to Leon, Ye Qingzhou looked at the two figures standing proudly above his head, and the sword intent in his heart was also stirring: "Such peerless masters, I really want to fight with them."

Xu Yuebing was frightened when she heard this: "Ye Qingzhou, don't do anything stupid, it could kill people!"

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

“…You’re a lunatic!”

Xu Yuebing was so angry that she stamped her feet. Ye Qingzhou was really too much of a worry.

In order to stop Ye Qingzhou from going crazy, Xu Yuebing and Leon planned to drag him away by force.

At this moment, in the arena, many spectators, with the help of Nangong Yi, broke away from their mental nightmares and began to flee in panic.

Fortunately, Mingjian Group had been prepared and arranged a large number of personnel on duty. It also had an evacuation plan. "Everyone please leave the scene in an orderly manner and don't panic. The Wushu Association's law enforcement team has arrived and everyone is safe!"

Nangong Yi's voice overwhelmed the entire audience. His tone was gentle and mellow, mixed with strange spiritual fluctuations. In just a few breaths, he suppressed the anxiety and uneasiness of the audience.

Tens of thousands of people finally evacuated the Qianzi District in an orderly manner.

Just as Xu Yuebing and Leon followed the crowd out of the arena gate, they looked back and saw that Ye Qingzhou was gone!

"Where's Master Ye? Where's Master Ye when I'm so old?"

"It's so annoying. It has to be at this time. What's going on in his mind all day long?"

…………

Boom boom boom~
The war continues.

Duan Ming and Liu Yiming struck down from the sky to the ground. Wherever they went, the scenery was destroyed and the surroundings were devastated as if they had been plowed through by artillery shells.

"What a difficult guy! Even more difficult than that bitch Xu Yunxi. What on earth did the young people of today grow up on? Each and every one of them is so strong!"

Duan Ming became more and more frightened as the battle went on. While he was complaining in his heart, he was also fighting and retreating, ready to run away at any time.

Just when Duan Ming made a fake move and deceived Liu Yiming's prediction and was about to break away from the entanglement, a vast sword energy like a river suddenly arrived.

"Fuck, a sword across the river!"

At the moment of life and death, Duan Ming desperately urged forward the Blood River Sword Qi, and narrowly managed to block the move, but his blood was churning in his body, and he suffered from all kinds of injuries.

What was even more terrible was that Liu Yiming, the pursuer whom he was about to get rid of, came after him again, trapping him in a siege from both sides, leaving him in a dilemma.

"You are a distinguished guest in my humble abode, so why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why don't you stay and drink a few cups of tea, and let me show my hospitality?"

Liu Haochi's elegant figure came floating over. Although he was middle-aged, he was still as graceful and elegant as ever.

"Humph, the legendary sword that crossed the river, back then, killed people like cutting grass, and no sound was heard when it fell to the ground. I dare not drink your tea."

Duan Ming secretly groaned in his heart. Liu Yiming was already difficult to deal with, but Liu Haochi was a well-known martial arts master with unparalleled swordsmanship, and he was definitely not someone he could match.

wow~
Suddenly, heavy rain came down.

But this time, the murderous intent was chilling in the rain, making people feel uneasy.

Liu Haochi stopped walking, and his expression became more solemn as the rain got heavier: "I didn't know it was the rain master who came. I'm sorry for not coming to greet him."

At some point, a tall man had stood next to Duan Ming. He stood in the rain curtain like a towering mountain.

Master Yu glanced at Duan Ming and said, "Take Long Yuan away. I will take care of the other two."

"Yes."

Duan Ming turned around and left without hesitation.

However, Liu Haochi and his son Liu Yiming did not dare to move at all, because they had already been locked by the Rain Master's divine consciousness. Any movement would result in a thunderous strike.

When Duan Ming's figure disappeared in the rain, the Rain Master waved to the father and son and said, "I'm in a hurry. You two, come together."

…………

Duan Ming, who was escaping, met an uninvited guest who blocked his way before he had time to catch his breath.

"My name is Ye Qingzhou. I came here today just to ask for a sword. Please teach me."

(End of this chapter)