On the other side,
Sikong Ming, the young master of Fengyun Tower, was stunned when he looked at the number he had drawn.
"Haha, my first-round opponent is actually Wang Bo from the Netherworld Palace?"
After confirming that he was not mistaken, Sikong Ming laughed wildly with excitement. "I thought I would have to wait until the later rounds to have a chance to encounter this guy, but I didn't expect to run into him in the first round. It seems that the heavens have sensed my anger and specially arranged for him to die!"
With a cold snort, Sikong Ming jumped onto the stage with his gun in hand.
"Boy, your time of death has come!"
He held a spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed at Wang Bo across the arena. "Swords and spears have no eyes. Life and death are determined by fate. Let's put an end to yesterday's humiliation in this fight!"
Under the ring.
The faces of the people in Fengyun Tower were full of anticipation.
In order to prepare for this discussion, they spent countless financial resources to buy elixirs to quickly improve their young master's cultivation.
The purpose is to make it onto the list of heroes in this discussion.
And now is the critical moment for their young master to make a big splash.
On the other side,
Although Liu Feifei, the Saintess of Xiaoyao Sect, did not hold much hope, she still hoped that Sikong Ming could defeat Wang Bo.
Only if Wang Bo is defeated and suffers a great enough blow will he change his mind.
On the stage,
"You brought this disgrace upon yourself yesterday, but if you insist on taking it out on me, I don't mind teaching you a lesson!"
Wang Bo stretched out a hand and hooked his fingers.
That contemptuous gesture instantly made Sikong Ming furious.
"Give me your life!"
He roared angrily and thrust the spear in his hand towards Wang Bo's throat.
This shot was fast, accurate and ruthless.
However……
"bite!"
With a pinch of two fingers, he caught Sikong Ming's shot.
Then, Wang Bo casually swung his hand and threw Sikong Ming and his gun off the stage.
"So strong?"
"You actually defeated Fengyun Tower's Young Master Sikong Ming with just one move?"
"Looking at him, it seems like he hasn't used his full strength yet!"
There were exclamations from all sides below the stage.
The faces of everyone in Fengyun Tower were extremely ugly.
For this Tianshan Forum, they placed endless hopes on the young master Sikong Ming.
I thought this battle would be a huge success.
Unexpectedly,
But he was defeated in one move and lost face in public.
Liu Feifei, the Saintess of Xiaoyao Sect, couldn't bear to watch.
"It seems that if I want to suppress Wang Bo, I have to do it myself and use all my backup plans!"
A look of determination appeared in her eyes.
"No, this is a sneak attack, this is a conspiracy. This young master is not ready yet, so this round does not count!"
Sikong Ming crawled out of the ruins in a panic, roaring like a madman: "Let's do it again, I will definitely defeat him this time!"
As he said this, he ran towards the ring desperately.
Perhaps he was too eager to get back at the last moment, and he even forgot to pick up his spear.
"Drag him away!"
From the judging panel, an elder's cold voice rang out, "Anyone who dares to resist will be executed on the spot!"
"yes!"
A group of Tianshan practitioners who were responsible for maintaining order immediately rushed over and forcibly dragged Sikong Ming away.
Sikong Ming originally wanted to resist, but after being persuaded by everyone in Fengyun Tower, and because he was indeed afraid of death, he had no choice but to say a few harsh words and then back down.
In this way, Wang Bo advanced smoothly.
In addition to him, some top disciples of the Nether Palace, such as Hongyue and Qin Shangwu, also defeated their opponents in the ring and advanced one after another.
In the second round, Wang Bo faced a young man from the righteous path who had a relatively low level of cultivation and was not very famous.
With just one move, he successfully advanced to the third round.
When it came to the fourth round, Wang Bo actually drew an unexpected opponent.
Wang Qingfeng, the young master of the Wang family!
"Feng'er, just admit defeat!"
Before he even took the stage, Wang Zhen, the head of the Wang family, commanded, "You are no match for Wang Bo. Admit defeat as soon as possible. Not only will it demonstrate your magnanimity, but it will also give you the opportunity to do Wang Bo a favor!"
In addition to Wang Zhen, other members of the Wang family also spoke out to persuade him.
The content of persuasion is nothing more than the following.
First, Wang Bo must return to the family and replace him as the young master. He cannot resist, let alone offend;
Second, his strength wasn't on the same level as Wang Bo's. Even if he managed to get on stage, he would only embarrass himself.
Third, he has made too many mistakes and cannot make the same mistake again.
Listening to the various seemingly earnest but extremely harsh voices around him, Wang Qingfeng gradually clenched his hands into fists, and veins popped out on his forehead.
"You all think I'm not as good as Wang Bo, right?"
He suddenly laughed, his laughter as shrill as the howl of a wild beast, "Haha, today I will use Wang Bo's blood to wash away the humiliation I have endured during this period of time!"
"Evil creature, what on earth do you want to do?"
Wang Zhen immediately realized that something was wrong.
But before he could react, Wang Qingfeng had already flashed onto the stage.
"Young Master, what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy?"
“Come down quickly!”
Everyone in the Wang family was terrified on the spot.
Wang Zhen was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
He did feel guilty towards Wang Bo and wanted Wang Bo to return to the Wang family.
but,
Wang Qingfeng is his only flesh and blood. No matter what, he doesn't want his son's life to be in danger.
However, what made him even more desperate was yet to come.
"Wang Bo, do you dare to challenge me to a life-and-death duel?"
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