Seeing that Zhao Jiuzhong was in danger, a man in Taoist robes rushed forward, sealed his meridians with silver needles, fed him a pill, and then said: "We still need to send him to the hospital for examination.

, we don’t have anyone here to take good care of him.”

"It's okay, there are arrangements here."

Soon, several more people came on stage and lifted Zhao Jiuzhong down.

The four people who besieged Tsukahara Jiro on the stage were unable to attack them for a long time. His sword net formed an airtight defense on the stage, making people feel like they were like hedgehogs, unable to attack.

Yang Bo stood in the crowd and couldn't help frowning. This is not good. If there is such a chaos, more people will be injured!

Then, a scream was heard. One of the people who besieged Tsukahara Jiro fell to the ground with a sword. Tsukahara Jiro wanted to step forward and assassinate him, but he was stopped by everyone.

After this moment of fighting, everyone finally understood the subtlety of Tsukahara Jiro's swordsmanship. No wonder he was able to escape capture several times. In this way, everyone worked harder. If this scourge is left behind, it will probably be even more difficult to deal with in the future!

"Get out of my way!" Yang Bo suddenly heard a loud shout with a strange tone. He looked up and saw Tsukahara Hoshi using his sword to force Hogen back and rushing towards Tsukahara Jiro.

"Everyone, be careful!" Fa Xuan shouted loudly and reminded.

Many people in the arena saw Tsukahara Hoshi and rushed over. However, everyone was crowded in the ring and it was difficult to retreat for a while. They saw a white light flashing in front of their eyes. When everyone saw clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

There were almost no people standing on the ring. Almost everyone standing on the ring fell to the ground, wailing!

Yang Bo's eyes widened. This was when he truly saw the strength of the God Refining Realm. This was simply two levels, a complete crushing!

Faxuan snorted coldly. He jumped onto the ring and saw everyone falling to the ground. His face couldn't help but look a little ugly. He was guarding here and encountered such a situation. His face was really shameless!

Tsukahara Hoshi protected Tsukahara Jiro and snorted coldly, "I just hurt your arm this time. I'll give you a little lesson. If there is a next time, there will be no chance!"

Foxuan glared at Tsukahara Hoshi, "Old thief, what do you want to do?"

Tsukahara Hoshi snorted coldly, "Old bald donkey, I'll give you some face. Let this matter be forgotten today. Don't think that there are too many of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep me!"

Fa Xuan's face was not good-looking, "It's obvious that you are a ruthless person. In the ring competition, the point is over. Since you have won, you must have the dignity of winning. Why do you want to deliberately hurt others?"

Tsukahara Hoshi sneered: "Since it can't be defeated, it's just trash. Since it's trash, what's the use of keeping it?"

Almost everyone at the scene glared at Tsukahara Hoshi, and his words almost cursed everyone!

Foxuan glanced towards the ring. He could see that Tsukahara Hoshi was indeed merciful and only left minor injuries to everyone. As long as they took a good rest, it would not have much impact on the next ring match.

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Faxuan snorted coldly, "Next, if you want to challenge, go on stage. If you don't want to challenge, don't go on stage. Go to the ring. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Do you hear me!"

"Okay!" Many people below shouted in unison.

Those who were injured in the ring reluctantly got up and walked off the stage by themselves. When everyone in the audience looked at Tsukahara Jiro, they had the same hatred on their faces!

Soon, Tsukahara Jiro was the only one left in the ring. He slowly drew out his sword and looked around the audience!

Seeing this situation, everyone was angry. Tsukawara Jiro was obviously provoking everyone. He was so arrogant in challenging everyone by himself. The most important thing is that the most powerful move of the magical swordsmanship is to pull out.

Sword style, he took the initiative to draw the sword, obviously confident!

"I'll do it!" a man shouted and stood up.

Yang Bo looked towards the other party and couldn't help but frown slightly. The person who stood up was actually Zhou Xin. He hadn't seen him for several months. He didn't expect that he had also entered the Qi Refining Realm. However, Yang Bo immediately thought of the Sanskrit Sword in his hand. This sword

, which is exactly what I got from Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin came on stage, holding a sword and looking a little nervous. He raised his hands and said, "I am Zhou Xin, here to challenge."

After that, Zhou Xin attacked Tsukahara Jiro without waiting for him to return the favor.

Zhou Xin waved the sword in his hand, forming a light curtain in front of him, but everyone couldn't help frowning when they looked at this light curtain, because for the same defense, Tsukahara Jiro's moves were more powerful.

Sure enough, Tsukawara Jiro drew his sword and sent it gently. It passed through Zhou Xin's sword net and almost stabbed Zhou Xin's throat. Fortunately, Monk Faxuan hit Tsuka with a stone.

Harajiro's sword deviated from the direction.

Zhou Xinna froze on the spot with his sword, his face pale.

Monk Fuxuan looked a little unhappy. He stared at Tsukahara Jiro and said, "Just click until the end!"

Tsukahara Hoshi smiled and said, "Jiro, do as the old bald donkey says!"

Tsukahara Jiro was noncommittal and said nothing.

Zhou Xin took two steps back, walked down the ring dejectedly, and left.

Everyone at the scene looked at Zhou Xin's background and frowned. Tsukahara Jiro's magical swordsmanship was really too strong. Of course there were people on the scene who could defeat Tsukahara Jiro, but they were limited by their strength and could not take action.

Tsukahara Hoshi said towards Hōgen: "It seems that you have not made much progress in these years! I defeated you back then, and now, no one can defeat my descendants!"

Faxuan looked towards the audience and saw many people shivering towards the back. He couldn't help frowning. He turned around and saw Yang Bo hiding among the crowd. Seeing that Yang Bo didn't seem to have any intention of going on stage, he couldn't help but feel slightly angry.

He shouted: "Yang Bo, come here!"

Yang Bo was just thinking about something when he heard the loud shout and couldn't help but look up. Seeing everyone following Fa Xuan's gaze, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this time, a trail automatically separated. Yang Bo had no choice but to walk along the trail and walk forward.

Walking to the ring, Yang Bo lightly lifted his body and jumped onto the ring.

Looking at Yang Bo's back, many people were talking.

"Who is this person? Why did Master Faxuan name him?"

"Yes, this person looks very ordinary, how can he represent us?"

"If I had known earlier, I would have gone up. It's just a shame for him to go up!"

"You can do it? If you could do it, you would have gone up long ago!"

…

Yang Bo listened to the voice in his ears without any expression. He stepped forward and stood at the position corresponding to Tsukahara Jiro on the ring.

Tsukahara Jiro put the sword back into its scabbard and looked at Yang Bo, "You can be my opponent!"
Chapter completed!