at the same time.

China.

Yanbei Province.

Shanhaiguan area.

Wumeng Headquarters.

Because of the time difference.

It is early morning in China now.

On weekdays, the Wumeng headquarters is very quiet.

But these two days, the Wumeng headquarters was very busy.

Just because the Martial Arts League headquarters is holding the 10th Martial Arts Competition these two days.

All branches of the Martial Alliance were present to participate, and many other warriors also came to participate, with the number exceeding 50,000.

There is a large square at the Wumeng headquarters.

The square was divided into ten arenas for competitions.

at this time.

A fierce battle is going on in the ten arenas.

In addition to the warriors who are competing, other warriors are cheering and cheering, making it very lively.

Xiang Kunlun and the heads of the eight major sects are the judges of this martial arts competition and are commenting on the performance of each contestant.

Li Daochen shook his head and said, "It's such a pity that Mr. Yang won't come to participate in a competition like this."

Master Kongji also clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Amitabha, if Mr. Yang comes to participate, this competition will definitely be more lively."

The other heads also nodded, obviously thinking it was a pity that Yang Luo would not come to participate.

Xiang Kunlun smiled faintly and said: "Dear heads, Brother Yang is busy with something right now, so that's why he didn't come.

However, Brother Yang said that he will definitely come after he is done with his work."

"Haha, okay, then we will wait for Mr. Yang to come!"

"It would be even better if Mr. Yang could show off his skills!"

All the heads laughed out loud.

at this time.

One of the martial arts training grounds.

boom!

A middle-aged man flew backwards with his sword and fell heavily to the ground!

Xu Ying took a step forward and appeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant.

He raised the Dragon Bird Sword in his hand and pointed it at the middle-aged man's throat, with a cold expression and said nothing.

The middle-aged man swallowed his throat and sighed: "I give up!"

"Concession!"

Xu Ying took back the knife.

"No. 20 on the Heavenly Ranking, 'Desert Divine Sword' Li Jianming, defeated!"

Someone screamed.
Chapter completed!