The love debt between me and Feng Aotian

Everyone knew that Xie Yunchun was the last hope for the Fourth Peak, so of course they would cheer for Xie Yunchun enthusiastically.

It has nothing to do with his ability, I just support him.

The roars became louder and louder, and even Lin Hetong clenched his fists, thinking that Xie Yunchun must win.

Besides, if we really talk about strength, Xie Yunchun can also crush Fan Tairan.

From a rational perspective, Xie Yunchun should have won a great victory.

Wei Longxian looked at Lin Hetong's nervous expression and teased, "Are you sweating profusely?"

"Do you think I'm as timid as you?"

Lin Hetong snorted coldly and said, "Xie Yunchun is no match for Fan Tairan. He's my favorite disciple. I believe Zhao Chen will be able to defeat him in the future, but right now... it's a little early for him!"

"I hope you'll still be this confident later."

Although Wei Longxian said this, he actually did not think highly of Xu Chen.

He had clearly seen that the speed Xu Chen had displayed before was at most at the level of the Tenth Realm, while Xie Yunchun was considered to be in the upper middle level among the Ten Realms.

As long as Xie Yunchun could keep up with Xu Chen's speed, it would be easy for him to win.

"I hope he can win. We at the Second Peak still want to fight him a few more times."

Lu Siyuan sneered like a villain, he was still thinking about the previous things.

But he had the same idea as everyone else, Xu Chen couldn't do it.

Zheng Qiyun disagreed. The premise for their judgment was that Xu Chen had no hidden tricks.

Who knows how many tricks Zhao Chen has now that they haven’t seen?

"Game start."

Xia Rushuang's voice once again lingered between heaven and earth, like the sound of a temple bell, ringing in people's hearts.

The eight contestants on the sword-fighting arena began to fight, and a war was about to break out.

"To defend the glory of the Fourth Peak, I, Xie Yunchun, have no choice but to do my duty!"

After Xie Yunchun shouted loudly, he rushed towards Xu Chen.

A huge force surged up, and the long sword fell like a heavy sword, as if it had a force of ten thousand kilograms.

The momentum is strong and sinking.

When people see the soaring momentum, they can think of these four words.

When the sword was about to hit Xu Chen, Xu Chen disappeared on the spot.

But this time it's different.

The next second, Xie Yunchun blocked Xu Chen's sword.

"My speed isn't that simple."

Xie Yunchun laughed and continued to wave his sword at Xu Chen.

His confidence made his momentum even more fierce. It seemed that Xu Chen could only dodge and could not fight back.

After fighting for countless rounds, Xu Chen seemed to have finally found Xie Yunchun's weakness.

The sword stabbed Xie Yunchun's neck.

Xie Yunchun looked confused.

It was as if a fierce battle came to an abrupt end, and almost no one reacted.

They all looked at Xu Chen in a daze, completely unable to understand how he did it.

Lin Hetong's face turned gray in an instant.

Xu Chen looked at the bewildered Xie Yunchun and praised him, "It was a good fight. I don't think I will ever forget you."

72. This Game of Grudges

"Nice fight. I don't think I'll ever forget you."

This sentence announced the death sentence of the Fourth Peak.

ended.

For the Fourth Peak, this sect competition has ended.

What they can't accept the most is why he died suddenly?

Wasn’t it the eldest brother who had the upper hand just now?

Why did it end so suddenly?

Many people took a long time to calm down before their eyes finally became a little brighter, as if they had just returned from a distant place.

"Did they find Xie Yunchun's weakness? It seems the speed difference isn't that big, so why is he a general?"

"Is this Zhao Chen's true strength? It's terrifying."

"Xie Yunchun seems to be getting more and more anxious as time goes on. He's lost his composure and is just one step behind!"

Many of the disciples in the martial arts arena felt sorry for Xie Yunchun, thinking that he had just missed a move. In fact, only Xu Chen himself understood what was going on.

If he didn't want Xie Yunchun's sword to touch his sword, it wouldn't touch it.

It’s just that the fourth peak looked too bad, so I released the water.

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations.

"I...how did you do that?"

Xie Yunchun really didn't understand how he lost, and asked.

He really wanted to know what had just happened.

He was in the middle of it, but couldn't see what was going on.

"Every move has a flaw, and I happened to see that flaw."

Of course Xu Chen would not tell the real reason, but said something that sounded relatively reasonable.

"It's that simple?"

Xie Yunchun opened his mouth slightly and asked stiffly.

He seemed unable to believe it could be so simple.

"We are disciples of the Xuyun Sword Sect, and it has always been simple."

Xu Chen inadvertently praised the Xuyun Sword Sect and gave Xia Rushuang affirmation, thinking that it would be nice if she could feel better because of these words.

Stop looking at me.

Xu Chen noticed that Xia Rushuang's eyes never left him, and the other battles on the sword arena did not arouse her interest at all.

After hearing this, Xie Yunchun finally seemed to understand. He clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother is indeed a remarkable person."

At this point, he had to admit that Xu Chen was his real senior brother, and he accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

But Lin Hetong couldn't accept it so much.

His face was gray, and his whole body seemed to have turned from color to black and white, as if slapping him twice would short-circuit him.

Lin Hetong never imagined that Xie Yunchun, whom he had high hopes for, would lose in the round of 16 and lose to Xu Chen.

Then why is Zhao Chen so strong even though he has no cultivation?

This is totally inconsistent with the way of cultivating immortals!

"Is this the disciple you spent all your efforts to teach? Tsk tsk tsk."

Of course Wei Longxian would not miss this opportunity and made fun of Lin Hetong.

Lin Hetong's face was ashen, but he still said stubbornly, "I didn't teach him much actually. I've been busy with my own cultivation lately. I can't win the championship anyway, so I just play around."

"I haven't seen your cultivation surpass mine."

"..."

Lin Hetong couldn't continue speaking, so he lay down on his seat, choosing to give up, and said, "Right, right, right."

Destroy this world.

This is the only thought he has now.

For him, his journey was over and what happened next was of no concern to him.

The second round also ended quickly, and the top eight were decided.

By the time they reached the quarterfinals, almost every disciple was the strongest disciple in each peak, so there was no such thing as an easy or difficult signing.

Of course, relatively speaking, no one wants to draw Ye Miaoyi, the number one genius.

"The drawing of lots begins."

Xia Rushuang remained calm as ever, seemingly unable to muster any energy.

Everything in front of her was too ordinary for her, and she was a little bored.

So she wanted something exciting.

Xu Chen looked at the lot in his hand and it was number one again. He was not done with number one.

He doesn't believe this is a behind-the-scenes operation.

So, who is his opponent?

Ye Miaoyi's opponent is the eldest brother from the thirteenth peak, the younger sister Yu Yinxuan from the ninth peak drew the eldest brother from the eighth peak, and the eldest brother Yi Yichun from the third peak drew the eldest brother Guan Xinran from the twelfth peak.

remaining people……

"What are you still standing there for? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The familiar voice came from the sword-fighting arena, and Xu Chen felt a headache.

He didn't expect to meet him so soon.

Master Xu Chen's opponent on the sword-fighting arena was none other than Ji Xuan, the eldest senior brother from the Second Peak.

The man with whom he had countless grudges.

Although he didn't think there was much grudge between them, the man's eyes were fixed on him, like a vulture circling in the sky.

Xu Chen sighed and walked onto the sword-fighting stage.

It seems that there is no way to get over this.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that the draw was a rigged operation.

Because this is full of Xia Rushuang's malice.

However, he is not the one who will be unlucky.

He stood on the main sword-fighting arena and saw Ji Xuan, who had been knocked down by his big punch some time ago.

The disciples in the stands were much more spirited than before, as everyone knew that the feud between the two had become irreconcilable.

At this moment, the two met again and naturally would not show mercy.

"The two have met again... I heard that Zhao Chen has defeated countless disciples from the Second Peak, including Ji Xuan."

"Nimma, two is also called countless, right? Senior Brother Ji suppressed his realm, so Senior Brother Ji didn't lose!"

"Maybe this is their old enemy. It's destined that these two will fight."

"Zhao Chen is really at his wit's end this time. If he were to face anyone else, he might still win, but if he were to face Ji Xuan, there's no hope."

"Yes, Ji Xuan will not suppress his realm this time."

"Come on, what if Zhao Chen has another trick up his sleeve?"

As the game entered this round, the whole audience erupted in discussions that were completely different from before. It was extremely lively, as if the temperature of the entire venue had risen a lot.

Grudge games are the audience's favorite to watch.

Fighting without any grudges always lacks some meaning.