Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

A highly anticipated competition had just taken place on the stage.

The battle between Zhang Xuan and Chen Bei completely exceeded the expectations of those present.

Especially just now, the two of them used their full strength, and the power they displayed was by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

Everyone was stunned and started clapping and cheering.

"Good job, it's so cool!"

"The power of Chen Bei's sword just now is beyond that of ordinary people."

"Yes, among swordsmen, he can be ranked high."

"Alas, I also use a knife, but I can't do it like him."

"Alas, I think Henry Zhang's swordsmanship is pretty good. If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to perform it."

"Yes, I also think that Zhang Xuan's swordsmanship is very strong. He is simply my idol."

"Just like I thought, I think your swordsmanship is very strong."

……

As the surrounding contestants and warriors began to discuss.

What they don’t know is that a more powerful battle is about to unfold on that stage.

On this day, the sun was scorching, illuminating the countless expectant eyes in the audience.

On this stage, Zhang Xuan had a gloomy face, holding a long sword, with an upright posture, and his eyes were full of determination and confidence.

He rubbed his nose again, looked at Chen Bei in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer.

However, Chen Bei, who was standing opposite Zhang Xuan, held a broadsword in his hand and stood straight in place, looking majestic and awe-inspiring, with no less momentum than Zhang Xuan.

Even though the two men haven't started fighting yet, they are emitting a powerful aura at this moment.

At this time, the players who were watching began to whisper as they looked at the battle in front of them:

"I think Henry Zhang will definitely win this battle."

"After all, he has been practicing swordsmanship since he was young, and his swordsmanship is extremely superb. He has already gained some fame in the martial arts world."

"It can be said that the long sword in his hand, even if he didn't strike, would still be flashing with cold light just from the blade itself."

"You didn't see that the long sword in Zhang Xuan's hand seemed to be telling of its past glorious achievements."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone else retorted:

"I think Chen Bei has a high chance of winning."

"This Chen Bei, he comes from a martial arts family, his sword skills are sharp, and he is also known for his bravery and fearlessness."

"Since my debut, I've had more than a dozen fights and basically never lost."

"Look at the machete in his hand. It's thick and powerful. Even before he strikes, he gives people an invisible sense of oppression."

"So, I think Chen Bei has a greater chance of winning."

Soon, the audience in the audience began to whisper to each other, speculating about the outcome of the competition.

Some people were optimistic about Zhang Xuan's exquisite swordsmanship and thought he would definitely win this time.

Some people believe that Chen Bei's Pudao is more powerful and domineering, and is definitely better.

After a while.

The bell for the martial arts tournament rang again.

This action instantly broke the noise at the scene.

At this time, Henry Zhang took the lead in launching the attack.

His figure flashed, and his long sword came out like a poisonous snake, piercing Chen Bei's vitals.

Moreover, the attack was fast and fierce, even more powerful than before.

However, Chen Bei reacted quickly, raised the machete in his hand and blocked the oncoming attack.

"when!"

With a sound, the sword and the knife collided, splashing a string of sparks.

Even in the daytime, you can see the sparks.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Bei sneered and began to counterattack.

He mobilized the internal energy and immediately swung the machete.

The knife moves with great force, and each cut is accompanied by a whistling sound, as if it can directly chop everything in half.

However, Zhang Xuan showed a sneer on his face, and relied on his flexible body to cleverly avoid Chen Bei's attack.

At the same time, they were looking for the opponent's weakness. In this way, the two of them fought back and forth, neither of them giving in.

Moreover, Zhang Xuan's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and his sword moves were varied and unpredictable.

"Ah!"

Chen Bei was not to be outdone and immediately launched an attack. The broad machete in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, extremely powerful and majestic.

As time passed, both men began to sweat profusely during the fierce fight, but their fighting spirit grew higher.

At this moment, when Zhang Xuan was attacking, the sword style in his hand suddenly changed, and he used his unique skill "Phantom Sword Technique".

"This time, I'm really angry!"

"If you have the ability, dodge this attack first!"

In an instant, countless swords seemed to appear on the stage, making it difficult for Chen Bei to distinguish the real from the fake.

However, when Chen Bei saw this, his heart suddenly trembled.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he calmed down and carefully observed the direction of the sword with his years of combat experience.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, numerous sword shadows appeared.

Just when Zhang Xuan thought that he was about to succeed, Chen Bei seized the opportunity and slashed out with his sword, actually cutting through the sword shadow released by Zhang Xuan.

"Um???"

"how so!"

Zhang Xuan's rhythm was disrupted by this sudden counterattack, and his steps staggered slightly.

"Hey, good chance!"

After seeing this, Chen Bei took the opportunity to pursue the victory, waving the machete in his hand directly and repeatedly, forcing Zhang Xuan to retreat again and again.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

Following several voices.

However, Zhang Xuan quickly stabilized his body and readjusted his tactics.

He was no longer in a hurry to attack, but instead dealt with Chen Bei, consuming the opponent's physical strength.

After all, in this match, the fight has lasted for quite some time and it’s time to decide the winner.

Even the audience in the audience were fascinated by the battle in front of them and burst into cheers from time to time.

As the fight between the two men continued, both of them were approaching the limit of their physical strength.

However, despite this, their eyes were still full of determination, and they all desired to be the final winner.

After a while.

Zhang Xuan seized the opportunity and launched another charge.

This time, he poured all his internal strength into the sword, and the sword shone brightly.

"bring it on!"

"Let's see who can beat whom!"

After seeing this, Chen Bei did not retreat and fought back with all his strength.

In an instant, the attacks of the two men shone again.

At the moment when the long sword was about to collide with the machete again.

Zhang Xuan suddenly turned sideways, and his sword drew an arc and stabbed towards Chen Bei's ribs.

He had already planned it out, and as long as he could hit the target, the outcome would be decided this time.

However, Chen Bei was unable to dodge and his clothes were scratched.

Chen Bei took a few steps back, looked at his clothes, and sneered.

He did not back down because of this, but instead it aroused his own bloodiness.

Moreover, in Chen Bei's heart at this moment, a ball of anger was ignited to the extreme.

This time, he will definitely win! (End of this chapter)