Everyone turned their heads to look and automatically made way for him.

Who else could this person be if not Qin Wushuang?

He has a sharp face, a handsome appearance, and an imposing appearance, and he exudes a powerful aura.

"I'm sorry I was delayed by something." Qin Wushuang was quite polite.

Beside him were Fourth Senior Sister and Ye Zihan.

I hadn't intended to let Ye Zihan come along, for fear that everyone would point fingers at her and say something unpleasant that would be unbearable.

But this was a life-and-death battle for her man, so she had to come. Even if she was criticized by thousands of people, Ye Zihan had no regrets.

Not to mention Fourth Senior Sister, Junior Brother's affairs have always been her concern. Even though she was still a little unwell after the battle yesterday, it still couldn't stop her persistence.

"Qin Wushuang, please come on stage." Yun Feiyu said impatiently.

This guy is very strong, like a calf, with broad shoulders and shoulders, and a big stature. He is not fat, but has a strong physique.

There is a clear difference between being fat and being strong, they are completely different.

Qin Wushuang leaped lightly onto the stage, as light as a swallow and with a graceful posture.

"Are you the young man from the Yun family who will be competing in martial arts today?"

"good."

"Yun Feiyu?"

"Yes!" Yun Feiyu shook his neck. "Boy, are the coffin bearers here?"

"I'm not used to buying coffins for others." Qin Wushuang retorted.

"I asked you to prepare your own coffin."

"That's even more impossible. You should worry about yourself. Given the Yun family's interpersonal skills, it's not too late to order a coffin for you now, so you don't have nowhere to put it when you die."

The conversation between the two was full of tension, and it seemed like they were ready to fight at any time.

"Qin Wushuang, you are trying too hard to show off your eloquence now, but later all you will hear are screams and pleas for mercy." Yun Feiyu said coldly.

"I'll wait." Qin Wushuang challenged without believing in evil.

"Both parties are here, right?" The head of the Yun family stood up and presided over the meeting. "Three days ago, the Yun family and Qin Wushuang arranged a duel here. I'm sure many people know about it."

"I repeat again, in this competition, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven."

"Whether you get hurt or die, it's all your own fault."

"In order to ensure that what both parties say is true, I have two life and death agreements in my hand." The head of the Yun family picked them up and showed them to everyone.

"Once both parties sign and put their fingerprints on it, it will take effect immediately." The head of the Yun family handed two copies of the life and death agreement to the servants.

The servant took the order, picked up the death warrant and ran up to the stage.

Qin Wushuang and Yun Feiyu pressed their handprints without hesitation.

The moment he pressed the button, the head of the Yun family showed a faint smile.

Qin Wushuang is young and frivolous, and acts on impulse. With that little strength, how can he fight Fei Yu?

Do you think every descendant of my Yun family is like Yun Feitian? A good-for-nothing? Just dismissed? Do they only fight to embarrass themselves?

Wrong!

You will die on the stage soon, beaten to death by Feiyu's big fist, without a single breath left.

At the same time, Yun Feitian stared at the stage, his eyes reflecting resentment.

Qin Wushuang, after you die, I will immediately punish Ye Zihan. I will make her live in endless pain, making her unable to live or die.

Even if she wants to die, she won’t get her wish, this bitch, damn woman!

…

The two people on the stage looked at each other, and the audience became quiet, with no sound at all, and everyone was concentrating on watching the upcoming competition.

The two men were full of fighting spirit, which was rising steadily, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Almost everyone at the scene felt the oppressive discomfort, as if an invisible hand was pinching their throat, making it difficult to breathe.

After about a minute, Yun Feiyu couldn't help but take action.

Qin Wushuang also moved.

"Bang!" The two men didn't use any fancy moves at first, they just went for it brute force.

They all wanted to test each other's true strength.

Two fists as big as sandbags collided with each other, the strong wind tore through, and the true energy spread out, which was very fierce.

Those close to the ring couldn't withstand the aftermath of the true energy, and fell to the ground one by one.

The two men separated as soon as they touched, each taking three steps back.

Yun Feiyu frowned, his mind puzzled. No! Qin Wushuang's martial arts skills were completely inconsistent with what Grandpa said.

Isn’t Qin Wushuang a heavenly-level warrior?

How did he become a Junior Grandmaster? He even vaguely reached the high level of Junior Grandmaster.

Was there a mistake? Or was Qin Wushuang hiding his true strength? He was just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

I have seen the video of Qin Wushuang robbing the bride in the hotel that day. After all, it involves life and death, so it is necessary to see the other party's strength.

Judging from the fight that day, Qin Wushuang didn't look like he didn't use his full strength, so he was definitely a heavenly-level warrior.

But how could he have changed so drastically in just three days?

You have to know that there is a huge gap between the Heavenly Level and the Junior Grandmaster level. No one can make so much progress in such a short time.

But the punch just now was real, without any falsehood, and my feeling cannot be wrong.

Yun Feiyu couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to think about it for the time being. The most important thing at the moment was to win this competition and kill Qin Wushuang on the platform.

Next, we must go all out and try our best to avenge the Yun family.

Everything is interconnected. Qin Wushuang also has a general understanding of Yun Feiyu, and can sum it up in four words: so-so!

"Ah!" Yun Fei shouted and attacked again.

The two began to fight frequently and intensively. Every move was dangerous and deadly. From time to time, there were deafening explosions in the air.

Long Yanran frowned, with a big question mark in her mind about both the Qin family and the Ye family.

When did Qin Wushuang become so strong? It's unscientific and doesn't make sense.

Everyone knew exactly what level of martial artist he was, but what he showed today completely overturned the previous impression.

Only Fourth Senior Sister knows the real reason.

The fight between the two became more intense and their movements gradually turned into white belts. Even a heavenly-level warrior could not see the two's moves clearly. They were so fast that they were blurred and afterimages appeared.

There was another muffled sound, and Yun Feiyu flew backwards, his strong body hitting the high platform. Then he stood up with a somersault, and a stream of blood flowed up from his heart, gushing out, and he vomited two taels of blood.

"How is this possible!!!" The old man stood up suddenly, holding the cup tightly with his right hand, biting it tightly with his two rows of teeth. Then there was a click, and half of his tooth broke off.

Damn, finally someone demonstrated the real-life version of "biting my teeth to pieces".