C125

"Bam!"

Ye Tian looked at the mutes below the stage, and unknowingly laughed out loud. After laughing, his legs moved, and he jumped off the stage.

Arriving below the stage, Yu Han looked towards the spectator stand, to see that the upper class masters were already filled to the brim with servants, with umbrellas covering the entire area, drinking tea and laughing and chatting happily.

Just then, a seventeen or eighteen year old skinny youth wearing a green tight outfit and a treasure sword hanging by his waist jumped onto the stage. He cupped his fists and bowed to the people below the stage: "My fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, I am Lin Haibo, a disciple of Green Pine Ridge's purple sandalwood Martial House. "I know that my martial arts are shallow, so I don't want to compete for any ranking. I just came here to study. I want to ask a senior brother to come onstage and give me some pointers. Would anyone like to honor me?"

Ouyang Honglie looked at Yu Han and said: "Senior Martial Brother Ling, I want to spar with him."

"Great!" You must be careful! " Yu Han instructed.

Ouyang Honglie nodded, and said: "Don't worry Senior Brother, I will pay attention!"

With that, Ouyang Honglie went back to the stage and jumped up.

Ouyang Honglie went up to the green-clothed youth and cupped his fists as he bowed, and said: "Senior Brother, Ouyang Honglie is untalented, and is willing to spar with Senior Brother for a bit."

Lin Haibo looked at Ouyang Honglie and laughed: "Then may I ask Senior Brother Ouyang for your advice?"

As he finished speaking, he took out a sword from his sword case and a dazzling light flashed across the arena.

Lin Haibo's left hand formed a seal with the sword, his right hand formed the image of a god directing a path, as he stared at Ouyang Honglie.

Ouyang Honglie took off a pair of shiny battle-ax from his back and got into a good posture.

Before Lin Haibo could finish speaking, the martial spirit behind him released and within the glow, the faint image of a wide and sharp light sword could be seen.

"Intermediate Flowing Light Realm, sword martial spirit!" Yu Han said softly.

Yan Hongni nodded and said: "Seeing that his sword aura is still weak, I am afraid he is not a match for Ouyang Honglie."

Yu Han gently nodded his head, showing his agreement with Yan Hongni.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

Suddenly, a few chirps sounded by his ear, and he suddenly thought of the Spiritual Sparrow that he had put into the ring. He thought: This little thing must want to come out and watch the show. Therefore, he opened the storage ring space, and the Spiritual Sparrow spread its wings as it flew out. It circled in the air for a bit, and then landed on Yu Han's shoulder and shook its wings as it looked around at the crowd of people excitedly.

Yu Han looked at it and laughed, then turned his gaze back to the stage. He saw that Ouyang Honglie had also released his martial spirit s; it was actually a deep and tranquil pool of water. The pool was dark and mysterious, with no end in sight.

The corner of Yu Han's mouth curled up into a smile. He turned around and said to Yan Hongni, "Ouyang Bing will win this match!"

Yan Hongni laughed: "What do you mean?"

"Ouyang's Deep Pool martial spirit s are serene and deep, and Lin Haibo's martial spirit sword aura is shallow. Although they are of the same realm, they are still of a certain level. From their cultivation in martial spirit, it can be seen. " Yu Han looked at the stage and said.

Yan Hongni smiled sweetly and said, "You and I are thinking of one."

"This is what the heroic beauties call common sense, hahahahaha!" Yu Han and Yan Hongni's eyes met, and the two of them involuntarily looked at each other and laughed, which was filled with deep love.

The laughter hadn't died down when waves of clashing gold and howling wind resounded out from the arena. Streaks of cold lightning flashed out in all directions as they flashed madly. The two shadows danced and danced in the cold light as they dashed forward. In an instant, the two of them were caught in a fierce battle.

From time to time, there would be waves of exclamations coming from below the stage. Everyone's eyes were attracted by this exciting fight, and they suddenly felt joyful, then panic-stricken, and their eyes became wide open for fear of missing a flash of brilliance.

In the time it took to make a cup of tea, it had already passed.

"AHH!"

Suddenly, a surprised exclamation came from the stage, within the cold light, a green figure fell out of the shadows, Lin Haibo fell down onto the ground heavily, with the treasured sword landing beside him.

"Hu!"

The black figure flashed, and Ouyang Honglie's gigantic axe whistled as it flew towards Lin Haibo's head.

Lin Haibo shut his eyes in fear and waited for a while, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and saw that Ouyang Honglie had already kept his axe on his back. He smiled at him and said: "Senior brother Lin, quickly get up!"

Lin Haibo stood up and cupped his fists as he said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ouyang, for your mercy in not killing me."

"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, there is no grudge or hatred between us as we spar on martial arts. Why would I kill you in pain and take your life?"

"Senior Brother Ouyang is a man of high righteousness, truly admirable. In the future, I will definitely pay you a visit and become friends with you." This little brother will take his leave now! "

Lin Haibo then picked up his sword and jumped down the stage, disappearing into the crowd.

Ouyang Honglie cupped his fists towards the ground and asked loudly: "Which other senior brother is willing to spar with me?"

"Brat, I'm coming!"

Following this loud shout, a figure flashed and a youth dressed in purple, with a straight back and five officials, long hair that fluttered in the wind, and a face full of pockmarks, flew in front of Ouyang Honglie and landed in front of Ouyang Honglie.

"It's you?" Ouyang Honglie recognized him with a single glance. This person was precisely that domineering purple-clothed youth that he and Yu Han met at the tea house.

The violet-clothed youth snorted coldly and said, "That's right! It's me. You defeated an opponent, yet you still refuse to kneel in front of me and call me grandpa. Could it be that you want to compete with me? "

"Pui!" You beast! Bullying the weak and dominating the strong, how can I kneel to you, a shameless and crazy disciple! "

Looking at this villain, Ouyang Honglie was unable to contain his anger, he roared and pulled out his dual axes, releasing the Deep Sea martial spirit, he rushed towards the purple-clothed youth.

Ouyang Honglie said coldly: "Hmph! "You arrogant fellow, today I will let you know just how powerful I am!"

With that said, Ouyang Honglie's body suddenly sprung up like a spring. His pair of axes formed two rays of light in front of him, one from above, one from below, and like two bolts of lightning, they instantly enveloped all three of the purple-clothed youth's acupoints.

"Awesome!"

"AHH!" Ouyang Honglie shouted in shock, he anxiously retreated, with a step, he retreated a few metres. Just as he steadied himself, the purple-clothed youth suddenly jumped into the air, and a sword light pierced straight towards Ouyang Honglie's throat.

Ouyang Honglie felt a bone-piercing cold current heading towards him. He frantically tried to dig out the moon from the bottom of the sea as he raised his axes to block the purple-clothed youth's sword light.

"Bang!"

The two blades intersected and sparks shot in all directions, creating a deafening noise.

Under the strong stimulation of the enemy's spirit energy, Ouyang Honglie staggered and took four to five steps back before he managed to stand firm on the ground.

With a face full of pockmarks that radiated an arrogant glow, he loudly said: "Brat, although you have improved a bit, you are still far from being able to compare to me. Kneel down in front of me right now, apologize, otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless!"

"Humph!" You are arrogant and domineering. For the sake of justice, I acted in a righteous manner. What gift did I owe him, and what mistake did I admit to? The one apologizing should be you! You are really shameless to be able to invert right and wrong and confuse right and wrong! "

"Good boy, you're still stubborn even when you're about to die. Today, I will take your life!"

Before he finished speaking, the violet-clothed youth's legs flashed, and he appeared right in front of Ouyang Honglie. His longsword shot out like a rainbow, drawing out a gorgeous ray of light in the air as he smashed towards Ouyang Honglie's head with lightning speed.

Ouyang Honglie raised his head and saw the millions of sword beams, they were like lightning bolts that covered the sky and covered the earth, enveloping him completely. The cold Sword Qi had already seeped through his clothes and into his skin, causing him to feel a bone-chilling coldness.

Ouyang Honglie clenched his teeth tightly, he did not dodge or dodge. He suddenly raised his pair of axes, and swung out tens of thousands of blade lights that shot out in all directions, colliding head on against the sword beams that filled the sky.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Clang!..."

Following the heaven shaking, earth-shaking clanging sounds of metal colliding, the sky lit up with sparks and the sea of blades suddenly disappeared. Everyone saw a purple figure standing alone on the stage, and Ouyang Honglie had long been knocked off the stage. He refused Yu Han and Yan Hongni's support and stubbornly stood up, spitting blood, his face deathly pale. However, he still proudly straightened his back and stared angrily at the purple-clothed youth on the stage.

Yu Han took out a medicinal pellet and stuffed it into Ouyang Honglie's mouth, saying: "Junior Brother Ouyang, quick! Swallow it! It can help you heal your injuries! "

Ouyang Honglie gratefully watched as Yu Han swallowed the pill into his stomach. In that moment, the pill's effects took effect and circulated around his body, stopping the blood that was still gushing out from his body, and protected his internal organs.

Seeing that Ouyang Honglie was fine, Yu Han wanted to go up onto the stage to vent his anger, but hearing the purple-clothed youth shout from the stage, "Hey! That boy in white clothes, we had an appointment at the tea house that day, how about you come up and wait for us? "

Just as he was about to fly up to the stage, suddenly, with a flash of red light, Yan Hongni had already flown up onto the stage.

"Hong Ni!" "You, come down!" Yu Han shouted to Yan Hongni before flying up the stage.