In fact,
This is also the greatest significance of this competition.
Xue Meng's measly small gains are not worth the Nightmare Legion's bigwigs' concern.
The various legions regularly hold martial arts competitions, but Shadow has never participated.
The main reason is that Ninth Master, the person in charge of the Shadows, never worries about these things.
Now, it's the Fourth Master speaking instead of the shadow.
Since Fourth Master took the initiative to organize a martial arts contest, the Nightmare Legion was naturally happy to see it happen and went along with it.
After the champion of the Warrior rank was determined, the most exciting and thrilling moment arrived—the challenge against the Asura!
In fact, this is a staple of all martial arts competitions.
The Warrior-Rank Asura Challenge has officially begun!
Unlike before, this time, the champion of the fifth arena took the stage first to challenge.
"Senior Wang."
Looking at the old general with graying temples standing in front of him, Ye Bai bowed slightly in respect.
With Ye Bai's current level of access, he only knows that the other party's surname is Wang, but his real name is unknown.
The elderly man, just over 1.6 meters tall, carrying a long sword and exuding a strong aura of killing intent, sized up Ye Bai and asked,
"real?"
"Genuine or genuine."
After confirming his identity, the old man took out a long knife from his back and wrapped a strip of cloth around his hands.
Do you know how to use a knife?
Ye Bai shook his head and answered truthfully.
"Not really."
"I only know how to use a knife."
The elderly man surnamed Wang said in a deep voice.
"How about we use our talents to suppress those of the same level and attribute in a sword fight?"
Ye Bai agreed without hesitation.
His talent is useless, whether he uses it or not.
As for levels and attributes, they are quite reasonable for the sake of fairness.
As a condition, Ye Bai added one more thing.
"If I win, Senior Wang, could you please tell me your name?"
The old man paused for a moment, then laughed.
"What, you won't kill nameless nobody?"
Ye Bai quickly waved his hand in denial.
"That's not what I meant, I was just curious."
The old man laughed heartily and agreed.
"Can!"
Everything was ready. The old man held a long sword, while Shura held a round shield in his left hand and a cleaver in his right.
"start!"
With the referee's whistle, both sides charged forward simultaneously, and a fierce battle was about to begin!
Then,
Shura killed Senior Wang with three slashes.
A white light flashed, and the old man looked as if he had seen a ghost, still shaken.
"You still say you don't know swordsmanship?!"
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