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"The champion sword, it, I didn't expect it to appear again."

"So this person really is the young duke."

The situation became more and more intense. It was like a battlefield, changing constantly in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Tianba, your Battle King Manor has gone too far. Today, I'm going to fight you to the death." Ye Tian's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Hahaha... You want to fight with me? Are you stupid? Alright, let's see just how strong you actually are. A brat with a fourth heaven Roulette dares to think about fighting with me, let's see where your confidence comes from. " Yang Tianba laughed in anger.

Today, Yang Tianba had already been holding back a stomach full of anger. Now that he was provoked, he simply could not endure anymore.

"Brother Ye, are you sure you want to fight him? He is an expert of the fourth stage of Soul Realm, you guys are a full realm weaker than him, how about … " The champion marquis was his family's benefactor, and at a time like this, he would stand by the side of the The House of the Champion.

Thank you, Brother Skinny, but his strength is still not enough for me to retreat. If I don't teach him a lesson today, he might become even more unscrupulous to my The House of the Champion. "Therefore, I must teach him a lesson today." Ye Tian said indifferently.

"Be careful, big brother!"

Ye Shanshan didn't know how to persuade her, but she had an inexplicable feeling of confidence in Ye Tian. That feeling came from formlessness, and made her deeply believe in him.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Ye Tian promised.

Yang Tianba's face changed again and again, the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at all as he stared coldly at Ye Tian.

"Hmph, don't boast to me. If you have the ability, let's fight on the arena stage." "Once you enter the arena, there's no need to talk about life and death." Yang Tianba glanced at Ye Tian sarcastically, and headed towards the martial arts arena.

"Come up to the arena with a few words. We don't care if you die or not, then let's fight."

Ye Tian sneered, and looked gently at Ye Shanshan, he caressed her hair and comforted her, then entrusted Bai Bufan with the task of taking care of her. The moment he turned around, his eyes were filled with astonishing killing intent, and he walked towards the stage.

"I really have to fight..."

"The young duke's confidence came from a clash between two great realms?" Could it be that he thought he could defeat the young prince with just his champion's sword? "Aren't you being a little too conceited?"

… ….

A large group of people quickly arrived at the edge of the Martial Arts Practice Grounds and looked at the two people standing in confrontation in the center of the arena with a radius of five hundred feet.

"Attack first. Else, you won't even have the chance to attack. I will not suppress my cultivation to allow you to attack." Yang Tianba said with contempt.

"As you wish. To deal with you, I only need a single strike." Ye Tian's expression turned cold as an astonishing sword intent burst forth. Faintly, a transparent gigantic sword image seemed to have appeared above his head, and it slashed down along with the champion's sword.

Swish!

Yang Tianba was shocked. He felt that his entire body was enveloped by an invisible power, and that power caused him to tremble uncontrollably as his entire body turned ice-cold.

At the moment, he did not dare be careless. Battle-King's sword, the Battle-King, appeared in his hand and was held tightly by his hands.

Then, a sword image flew out from Yang Tianba's dantian, drilled into the Battle-King sword, and became one with the Battle-King sword. That was his sword spirit, and was his strong support as a Soul Realm Ranker.

"The young duke is about to lose. His strength is still too weak after all. It's not enough."

"Yeah, the young prince's cultivation is a great realm higher than his, so he will lose without a doubt."

No one was optimistic about Ye Tian. Ye Shanshan and Bai Bufan's pupils shrank as they inwardly scolded Yang Tianba for being shameless. When Yang Tianba took out the Battle-King Sword, they did not have much confidence in him.

The two long swords reflected a dazzling metallic luster.

The word "battle" and "champion" were extremely distinct, as if the champion marquis and the Battle-King were fighting a great battle personally.

However, the green light on the champion sword seemed very weak, compared to the purple light on the Battle-King sword, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon, giving people a clear contrast.

Dian Cang!

The two famous swords finally clashed. One of the swords, its light dissipating, exploded in the air.

The two figures appeared in front of everyone.

Yang Tianba retreated to the edge of the protective formation while Ye Tian merely took half a step back.

Upon closer inspection, it was obvious that the Young Marquis who held it was trembling, and almost couldn't hold it in his hands as he fell to the ground.

On the other hand, the purple champion sword, although weak, still existed.

There was a moment of silence.

A little.

A clamor took the place of everything.

"We've lost …" The young duke actually lost, and even after using all of his strength, he still lost. He was unable to defeat the young duke, who is at the fourth level of Roulette. "

"How did this happen? The two of them are a full stage apart, how did he do it?"

"Illusion, this must be an illusion …"

… ….

Wow...

Amidst everyone's shocked cries, Yang Tianba spat out a large mouthful of blood, and amidst his extreme unwillingness, he fell face first onto the ground, his status unknown.

Today, the young prince, who should have been the main character of the day, the bridegroom, was lying on the ground, breathing weakly.

"Ba'er …"

Battle-King's face changed, with a flash, he immediately appeared on the stage. After sensing his son's Qi, his face immediately turned completely cold, and a monstrous rage surged from his heart.