Chapter 232: Familiar

Ever since Wu Lie appeared in public, he has always been wearing a half mask.

No one has ever seen his true face.

Some people said that he might have a facial disease, while others said that he was simply ugly.

But Gu Qingquan was never curious.

In her opinion, no matter what this person is like, as long as he is loyal to the king, it's fine.

Even when she said those words to him just now, she never thought about whether Wu Lie would reveal his true face in front of others.

However, when she really saw his true face in front of everyone, she knew it was him without even having to reveal his identity.

Apart from his unique aura, she also felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with his face.

It seemed that she had seen him somewhere before.

There was an inexplicable tremor in his heart, and Gu Qingquan couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

Wu Lie on the stage made eye contact with her for just a moment and then quickly looked away. He then spoke to the person hosting the stage.

"I want to challenge the ring."

The voice was low but no emotion could be heard, just like the rocks that had been deposited at the bottom of a lake for years.

Xiang Ye at the side was stunned, a little puzzled, "This person's voice sounds a little familiar?"

Even so, she couldn't recognize that this was Wu Lie's appearance after taking off the mask.

The host of the ring saw that this person was a powerful person, and his voice became louder.

"Another challenger has arrived! If this young man can defeat the defender and win the remaining nine rounds, he will get our prize, the black gold blade that can cut hair! Without further ado, both of you, please start your competition!"

Almost at the moment when the host finished speaking, Wu Lie on the stage had already attacked the original defender of the ring, his fists hitting the target with great force.

Before the audience could cheer, they saw a figure on the stage flying out.

When the defending champion fell outside the ring with a bang, no one could even react to what had happened.

How come it flew out?

Looking at the stage again, Wu Lie stood with his hands behind his back, his fists slightly clenched.

Although his face showed no emotion, Gu Qingquan somehow guessed what he was thinking at the moment.

Is he thinking that he didn't use enough strength and the fight ended too quickly?

On the stage, Wu Lie was exactly as Gu Qingquan had guessed.

As the commander of the Dark Guard Battalion, personally going into battle to attack was already an bullying of the common people, so he deliberately concealed his body movements when he attacked, and even abandoned his usual palm strike and switched to fists.

Unexpectedly, because the Dark Guard Battalion always tends to fight quickly and decisively, he was unable to restrain his strength.

You shouldn't.

Wu Lie reflected silently in his heart, then glanced solemnly at the audience below the stage.

"I am here to defend the ring. Please compete."

There was still no emotion in his tone, but the audience in the audience could inexplicably hear a sense of "Come up if you are not afraid of death."

Especially when this man stood there with the posture of a single man blocking a thousand men, it seemed as if he was not guarding the arena, but the Jade Dragon Pass that could break through the iron cavalry.

The warriors in the audience who originally had some confidence in the dagger instantly wilted.

With your skills, why bother coming to this small competition?

Can't we just stop trying to snatch the dagger from you?

Lu Chengyuan in the audience also had the same idea.

Naturally, he had his own confidence in saying those words to Gu Qingquan just now.

Apart from other things, his family had a martial arts coach who taught him martial arts since he was young, and he was planning to go to Beijing to take the martial arts championship exam next year.

But precisely because of this, he could see more clearly than those watching the excitement in the audience that the man on the stage's martial arts skills were by no means comparable to theirs.

He wants to quit.

But, I have just spoken to the beauty. If I back down now, wouldn't it be a laughing stock?

Even though the beauty's words were hurtful and clearly kept him at a distance, he just liked the feeling of being rejected.

Why.

As I was struggling with this, I noticed that suddenly more eyes were looking at me.

Lu Chengyuan looked up in confusion, and saw that the man on the stage, who looked like a ghost, was looking at him with a pair of dark eyes without any warmth.

When no one around responded to the challenge, he actually reached out his hand towards him, his voice indifferent but with a hint of murderous intent.

"You, come up."

Lu Chengyuan: …

Brother, can we have a discussion... No?