For the top six contestants.

Everyone felt that the favorites to win the championship should be on three people.

The first one is the sword sage Yun Feiyang, the second one is Xuanyuanhu, the former number one swordsman in the world, and the last one is the shameless Li Shimin?

Everyone felt that Li Shimin was the emperor, so no matter who faced Li Shimin, he would show mercy, or release water, so that Li Shimin would be promoted directly.

After all, the opponent is the emperor, and his status can crush all the swordsmen present to death.

These swordsmen, on weekdays in the arena, often speak ill of Li Shimin, and often call him the dog emperor.

But after seeing the real person, each of them immediately turned into a dog-licking character, and they all flattered them.

Even Xuanyuanhu, who is full of arrogance, has to give in half a step when facing Li Shimin, and say hello politely!

Therefore, none of the five contestants here hope that they will draw Li Shimin in the lottery!

"Oh, it's a pity that this year's Sword Emperor Ye Sanyao didn't come, and I couldn't see him fighting with the Sword Master!"

"Yes, if the Sword Emperor himself comes, it will definitely be a wonderful match!"

"Do you think the Sword Emperor is old and dead? After all, there has been no news of him for 30 years! If the Sword Emperor is dead, maybe we can elect the next Sword Emperor to be born. ?

"Hey, it's hard to tell! Who knows where the Sword Emperor is? The Sword Saint Yun Feiyang is still alive, how dare you say that the Sword Emperor is dead?"

"If I can see the battle between the Sword Master and the Sword Emperor again, this old man will not be in vain in this life!"

Passers-by swordsmen are all chatting and chatting.

They chatted about who could win the title of the world's number one swordsman today.

But it's a pity that everyone has waited for so long, but still haven't waited for Sword Emperor Ye Sanyao, otherwise this match will definitely be even more exciting!

Immediately afterwards, a young man in black walked onto the ring slowly.

He looked at the audience on the ring with a smile, and said, "Hello heroes, young heroes! In a few days, it will be the competition for the number one swordsman in the world in Longhu Mountain! After seven days of competition and elimination, we have successfully advanced Six sword masters!"

"They are: Yun Feiyang, the Sword Saint, Xuanyuanhu, the former number one in the world, Cheng Tian, a swordsman in green clothes, Wang Ming, a swordsman with a bright heart, and our Eighth Prince Li Chengfeng of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Ahem, then next, I will invite these six contestants to come on stage to draw their order of battle and who their opponent is?"

The little brother in black coughed deliberately.

Because he felt that Li Chengfeng and Li Shimin could make it to the top six? Someone must have released the water and let them in!

And Li Yuanba, because of breaking the rules, was finally disqualified from the competition.

Li Yuanba is very strong, but he is not good at using a sword. He often hits and smashes the ring?

So later, the host directly announced that Li Yuanba was disqualified from the competition.

Otherwise, the arena wouldn't be enough for him to destroy it!

If we don't care about kendo, but only about real strength, Li Chengfeng estimates that besides himself, only the sword master Yun Feiyang and Li Yuanba have fought against each other.

For the others, no one dared to take Li Yuanba's blow head-on.

But unfortunately, this is a kendo competition, so Li Yuanba missed the top six.

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng, Li Shimin and others walked up to the ring.

Zhao Xingyuan was the first to go up to draw a lottery. Once he drew, he actually got Li Shimin?

It's over, it's probably another round of water-discharging competition.

Now Zhao Xingyuan wants to curry favor with Li Shimin and marry him as in-laws, so how dare he do anything to Li Shimin?

Even though Li Shimin stroked his beard and laughed, saying that you must not be polite, come seriously to compete with me.

But how dare Zhao Xingyuan?

Although he nodded and agreed on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking: Forget it, losing to the emperor is not ashamed! After all, there is Yun Feiyang standing in front of him, so this year's number one swordsman in the world will definitely not fall on my head!

Then, there was a match between Xuanyuanhu and Cheng Tian, a man in Tsing Yi.

In the end, it was actually Li Chengfeng VS Sword Saint Yun Feiyang?

Everyone was stunned.

The sword sage, Yun Feiyang, actually met the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty?

How can I fight this?

Isn't the Eighth Prince doomed?

Yun Feiyang looked at Li Chengfeng helplessly, and said, "Eighth Prince, why don't I just admit defeat?"

In the end, Li Chengfeng hadn't spoken yet!

There was a group of people in the audience, who said with righteous indignation: "No way, Master Juggernaut, you are fighting with the Eighth Prince, why did you admit defeat before the fight started? Isn't this breaking the rules of the game?"

"That's right, although the eighth prince's skills are not bad, he is definitely not your opponent! Thirty years ago, you were almost invincible, and only the Sword Emperor can be your opponent! How can you admit defeat?"

"That's right, you can't admit defeat, you absolutely can't admit defeat! You can't just admit defeat just because the opponent is His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince? This is against the dignity and spirit of kendo competitions!"

That's right, what these spectators said made a lot of sense.

But why did Yun Feiyang admit defeat? Is it really because Li Chengfeng is the eighth prince?

Wrong, it is not.

Actually, Yun Feiyang thought that he couldn't beat Li Chengfeng at all.

That's why I took the initiative to admit defeat.

Although the two didn't really fight each other.

But the last time ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Yun Feiyang and Li Chengfeng looked at each other.

The two have met each other in terms of the artistic conception of kendo.

In the end, Yun Feiyang took three steps back, but Li Chengfeng's expression did not change, he remained calm and composed.

What does this mean?

This can only prove that Li Chengfeng's swordsmanship is much stronger than Yun Feiyang himself!

And everyone said that the Eighth Prince was the reincarnation of a god.

Yun Feiyang didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that it is really possible.

Otherwise, for a seven-year-old child, his martial arts and talent are the best in the Tang Dynasty? This is simply not what humans can do, okay?

Looking at Yun Feiyang's wry smile, Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, we've done it before, I won't bully you!"

"This... oh, no matter what, let this old man come and learn, the Eighth Prince's true ability!"

Yun Feiyang sighed and nodded.

He finally decided to fight Li Chengfeng with all his strength.

Finally, Yun Feiyang turned his head to the left, looking at the empty blue sky on the left.

He raised his head and took a deep breath, and said: "Sword Emperor, Ye Sanyao, you really didn't come? The thirty-year agreement, you will not forget it? Or, are you dead?"

"Oh, that's all, if you don't come, then my participation in this competition will be meaningless!"

Yun Feiyang sighed.

Because he came to Longhu Mountain to participate in the sword fighting competition, not for the number one swordsman in the world.

But he came here to fulfill the 30-year agreement with Ye Sanyao.

In the end, he came, but Ye Sanyao didn't come?

So there are only a few possibilities.

First, Ye Sanyao forgot.

Second, Ye Sanyao was seriously ill and unable to move.

Third, Ye Sanyao is dead!