At this moment, the audience erupted in cheers, one wave higher than the other:
"Hongchou is so powerful!"
"Hongchou, we love you!"
"Hongchou, you are the best!"
"The next King of Beiming Street must be you!"
.......
Wu Xuzi, Lan Ziye and Zeng Li were all very upset. They didn't expect that this red silk was so famous!
"Twelfth Young Master, the main reason is that you are too low-key. If you participate in more competitions like this, you will definitely be more famous than that Hongchou!" Wu Xuzi came up and said in a low voice.
Lan Ziye: ...
Seeing that Lan Ziye wasn't upset, Wu Xuzi grew bolder and continued, "You have no idea how many legends there are about you in the martial arts world! I tell you, you're a god-like being in their hearts. I don't know how many people have asked me about you! Seriously, if you could come up with some promotional materials, you'd be a huge hit, and the money would roll in! You'd be making a fortune!"
Lan Ziye turned and looked at Wu Xuzi with a cold gaze, "Did you sell my information to someone else?"
"How is that possible?" Wu Xuzi immediately said with an exaggerated expression, "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"
Lan Ziye thought about it and nodded solemnly.
Wu Xuzi: ...
The second competition started soon.
There were eleven people competing in this competition, including Yang Guo and Yang Tao.
"Hey! The number of people is wrong! Didn't we agree to have ten people in a group?" Zeng Li asked curiously.
Wu Xuzi said proudly, "I just discovered this when I was helping Twelve Young Master get his number plate. I even asked about it. It turns out that Yang Guo and Yang Tao have always fought together. They registered as Yang Taoguo, and two people competing count as one! Oh, and I also heard that their fighting skills rely on coordination. Without one person, the other is useless!"
As they were talking, the competition on the field had already begun. Yang Guo and Yang Tao, each holding a wing-shaped scimitar, stood side by side with their shoulders leaning against each other, one foot in front of the other, half-crouching in a fighting stance.
When someone attacked them, they threw out the wings in their hands, merged them into one in the air, and attacked the person.
The wings carried enormous spiritual power, stirring up gusts of wind, and in the blink of an eye, they harvested the heads of the three people who besieged them as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
At this moment, everyone on the field could see who were the most difficult to deal with, so the remaining six people instantly reached a consensus and attacked Yang Tao and Yang Guo together in an extremely tacit understanding.
"Hey? What's going on? Wasn't it a melee? How did it become six against two?" Zeng Li said angrily.
"This is normal. Only by working together to kill the strongest one in the field can the rest of the people have a chance to compete for the final victory! After all, there is only one person who will win in the end. If the strongest one is not killed together, the final winner will only be the strongest one!" Lan Ziye explained lightly.
Zeng Li tilted her head and thought for a while. It seemed to make a little sense, but...
"Then are we just going to ignore them? What if Yang Tao and Yang Guo die?" Zeng Li asked worriedly.
"If they can lose their lives in such a simple competition, they are not worthy of following me!" Lan Ziye said lightly.
Three thousand years ago, she also had a group of followers. Rather than followers, they were like-minded companions. They undertook missions together and faced life and death together. Her followers were all as powerful as her!
In this era, if anyone wants to follow her, they must have this ability!
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