"What are you humming for? If you keep humming, your kid won't be able to make it into the top two." Old man Beichen slammed the table bluntly.
"Your family went in?" Old Master Luo retorted.
He had just lost his grandson and granddaughter not long ago. The only person who had made some progress was Luo Haoming. However, it was a disgrace for him, the champion of the previous session, who couldn't even make it into the top two.
Old Master Beichen stroked the sparse goatee on his chin and said with some pride, "My kid won't make it to the top two anyway, but making it to the top seven is pretty good. He's still young anyway."
The word "young" hit the old man of the Luo family hard again. His son Luo Haoming was almost thirty years old. He was only able to participate in this Youlong Ranking Tournament because he was born too young in the last month.
"Hmph!" Old Master Luo turned his face away angrily.
Old man Beichen was in a very good mood.
Master Rong Yun sat in the first seat, watching the battle on the stage vaguely. His dark and deep eyes were half-closed, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
He sat calmly, as if he was floating in the sky, overlooking the world.
On stage, the battle continues.
Afterimages appeared one after another.
Although Nangong Liuyun was moving very fast, beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead and his face became paler and paler. Although he pursed his lips and seemed unaffected, his movements were still a little slowed down.
At this moment, Dongfang Xuan was getting closer and closer.
Dongfang Xuan's speed was extremely terrifying. Not long after, Nangong Liuyun appeared within his combat range.
Looking at the figure flashing quickly in front of him, Dongfang Xuan's eyes curled up into an evil sneer.
"Nangong Liuyun, go to hell!" Dongfang Xuan raised his fatal sword and slashed it down in the air!
"call out!"
Dongfang Xuan calculated accurately, and the fatal sword chopped down from above Nangong Liuyun's head.
If hit, Nangong Liuyun's body would be split in half from the middle.
At this moment, everyone's heart was tense.
"Has His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin been struck? Has he been struck?"
"His Royal Highness Prince Jin seems to have been struck to death!"
"Damn it, Dongfang Xuan!"
The audience was in an uproar.
However, a deep sword mark appeared on the surface of the fighting stage, but there was no trace of blood, and Nangong Liuyun was nowhere to be found.
Countless audiences stared with their eyes wide open, trying to find any trace of Nangong Liuyun, but they were disappointed, and then excited again!
Su Luo also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
This battle was really deadly. Su Luo felt that she would definitely live a few years less because of her constant jumpiness.
"This speed is too fast."
"Exactly. Compared to them, my master's master is like a toddler."
"So many afterimages, such a thrilling match. Even if I lost the bet, being able to watch the match was worth it!"
"By the way, who did you bet on to win?"
"Hehe, I got inside information. This Dongfang Xuan is His Royal Highness Prince Jin's senior brother. He has already been promoted to the peak of the tenth level. Sorry, I have no choice but to abandon His Royal Highness Prince Jin."
"Yes, yes. I heard that the Lord of Purgatory City values Dongfang Xuan more. This shows that his talent and strength will be better, and the profit will be greater. Although I also like His Highness Prince Jin, I still bought it... hehe."
"I also bought Dongfang Xuan. I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Jin fell ill again."
The audience below the stage was talking about it, and it turned out that most of them had bet on Dongfang Xuanying.
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