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Nan Yuan City's martial arts competition would begin on the second day. More people came to the central plaza to watch this grand event.

Many people had rushed over from their manors and towns outside the city. Because the new year was about to arrive, according to the customs, they would have to go to the city to buy New Year's goods as well as to take a look at the liveliness.

In the vicinity of the square, the gambling houses in the city had expanded their scale, the owners and employees were loudly recruiting the gamblers to join the game. Quite a few gangsters who were closely related to the gambling houses squeezed their way through the crowd, spreading all sorts of truths and falsehoods, causing the atmosphere of the scene to become incomparably fervent.

The reason why Nie Feng didn't tell the truth to Tie Shan was because, with his temper, he didn't know what kind of trouble he would cause if he knew the truth. It might even implicate him.

"There's a problem with the cultivation technique?"

However, it was not so easy to fool him. Tie Shan looked at Nie Feng with a strange expression and asked, "Are you for real?"

He lowered his voice and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you take a fancy to the Lady Boss, so …"

Facing such a misunderstanding, Nie Feng could only bitterly smile and say, "Nothing!"

Tie Shan chuckled and said, "You don't need to explain. I understand, just pay attention and protect yourself."

Nie Feng nodded.

Although he did not believe his explanation, he did not want to get to the bottom of it, so he just made a joke and left it vague.

Who doesn't have their own secrets?

After chatting for a bit more, the two of them went back to their respective seats. Nie Feng was in the Western Arena, while Tie Shan was in the Northern Auction House.

If the two of them could win in the competition, then there was a possibility of them meeting in the finals. However, the possibility of this happening was very small, because with Tie Shan's strength, it was very difficult to win enough points.

The moment Nie Feng sat down, he suddenly felt something strange, as if someone was staring at him with a malicious gaze.

He calmly turned his head and saw that Cao Xing An and Cao Xing Hai were standing together with a hunchbacked old man with white hair a dozen steps away from the seating area.

Nie Feng's gaze just so happened to collide with the old man's!

Cao Han!

With this glance, Nie Feng was one hundred percent certain that the person who had plotted against him last night was none other than the old steward of the Cao family.

Upon seeing Nie Feng, disbelief was written all over the old man's mottled and wrinkled face. It was the expression of one who had just seen a ghost, and he didn't even try to conceal his astonishment and astonishment.

But in the next moment, he reacted, his murky eyes revealing a vicious light.

Cao Xing An, who was beside Cao Han, made a provocative gesture towards Nie Feng.

Idiot!

Nie Feng retracted his gaze as the killing intent in his heart increased.

He bent down suddenly, put his fist to his mouth, and coughed. His face was flushed.

Nie Feng shifted his position uneasily and took a few deep breaths. His face returned to normal, but it was still slightly pale.

When Cao Han, who was observing him, saw this, a strange light flashed across his eyes and he quietly said a few words to Cao Xing An.

Nie Feng ignored them and closed his eyes, waiting for the day's competition to begin.

Today's match had started earlier than the day before. The young martial artists who wanted to show off their skills were already eager to give it a try. As the battle drums sounded, the atmosphere of the arena gradually entered its climax.

The match for the division was still drawing lots. Due to Nie Feng's numerous fights yesterday, according to the rules, he drew lots at the end of the day. He didn't even get a chance to draw lots in front of him.

One of them was Cao Xing An!

Cao Xing An had been selected for the seventh match. His opponent was a youth dressed in green. The two of them were both in the advanced iron-level. Their realms were comparable to each other.

Both men chose swords as weapons.

The drum suddenly stopped. Cao Xing An immediately drew his sword and charged towards his opponent, slashing at the youth's throat with a sharp sword light. His attacks were fast and ruthless!

The green-robed youth had clearly been caught off guard. Coupled with his lack of actual combat experience, he hurriedly retreated backwards, wanting to dodge Cao Xing An's attack.

However, this hit dead center in Cao Xing An's interest. With his toes touching the ground, he suddenly increased his flying speed. The longsword in his hand shua shua shua brought out sword lights that attacked the opponent like maggots attached to bones.

Having lost the initiative, the green-clothed youth was drenched in sweat from having been struck by this fast sword of his. He continuously retreated to the edge of the arena and desperately tried to block this sword of his.

Clang! Clang!

Their long swords collided repeatedly, emitting a clear and loud ringing sound.

As the saying goes, if you keep defending long enough, you will definitely lose. The green-clothed youth couldn't help but retreat when he saw Cao Xing An thrust his sword towards his face again.

However, this was the first time he had gone up on stage. He had already retreated too many steps, and because he was unfamiliar with the situation of the arena, he did not realize that he had nowhere to retreat to. As a result, he stepped on the edge of the arena.

"AHH!"

The green-clothed youth's left foot nearly missed his target, and his body immediately lost its balance. He swayed on the spot and looked like he was about to fall down.

According to the rules of the competition, once someone was knocked out of the arena, even if they lost, everyone would be able to see that the youth's defeat was irreparable.

Shouts and exclamations immediately rang out from the surroundings of the arena. No one had expected that Cao Xing An's attacks would be so vicious.

This was simply taking one's life!

However, Cao Xing An did not succeed because, at a critical moment, the arbitration warrior had acted in time to stop Cao Xing An's sword repair. At the same time, he had announced his victory.

After winning the next match, Cao Xing An proudly waved towards the VIP viewing platform.

In the next moment, his gaze fell on Nie Feng!

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