Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 50 One punch decides the tone

"——Who else wants to fight?"

Qin Rong cupped his fists and shouted loudly, looking around.

Everyone present in the arena looked embarrassed and aggrieved, and even felt a little depressed and gave up. No one could say "I'm here".

The defeated disciples of each faction were even more ashamed and did not even dare to look at each other easily.

Two young men wanted to take action, but they were quickly restrained by the sect elders behind them.

"Master, why don't you take action yet!?"

"Don't be anxious, let others come. The strongest among these Yan people is the young man holding the giant sword. Don't waste your energy at this moment."

A few conversations were lost among the murmurs of the crowd.

Qin Rong on the stage smiled contemptuously secretly.

These people just look forward and backward too much, and that's why they lose again and again.

He turned his head and looked at the Yan team, and looked at his senior brother Shi Tianyi.

"I-I'll do it."

A trembling whisper sounded, attracting Qin Rong's eyes.

But seeing Liang Xin's delicate face clearly, he just smiled and said, "Young Master is very brave. I will keep my hands open so I don't have to worry about getting hurt."

Even though Liang Xin stepped forward, everyone in the audience sighed silently, knowing that they would definitely lose.

"——It seems that there is no one left."

Shi Tianyi sat with his back against the giant sword, shaking his head helplessly, not interested in looking at the ring anymore.

He knew very well that these warriors in the audience were just a corner of the Liang Kingdom, and not all the geniuses were here. But the gap between the two sides is too big.

Even though there are many geniuses among them, if they were to fight against themselves, they would still be a little short of the mark.

What really interests him are those people——

Shi Tianyi narrowed his eyes and looked towards the second floor calmly.

"Yunshang Sect, one of the nine sects in the world. Everyone in the world has suffered such humiliation, why don't you, the real talents, take action?"

He secretly clenched the hilt of the sword, his heart already aroused with fighting spirit, and he was eager to try.

Before setting off on this trip, he had heard about the reputation of the Yunshang Sect, which was a long-standing sect that had stood in the Liang Kingdom for more than a hundred years. Among them, the disciples are even more powerful, each of them is an unparalleled talent, capable of competing in various countries.

He was not interested in the overt and covert struggles between Yan and Liang, and he paid no attention to the royal infighting within Liang.

He just wants to know whether his Tie Chongshan's inherited martial arts can shake the Yun Shang Sect's hundreds of years of invincibility!
  "——Everyone from Yunshang Sect!"

Ignoring the confrontation on the ring, Shi Tianyi stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "I wonder if there is a chance to challenge the Nine Sects——"

Clang——!
  A fine iron long knife flew into the ring, splashing some gravel.

Liang Xin was startled and subconsciously jumped two steps away.

Qin Rong suddenly looked at him with surprise on his face, and everyone in the audience was even more shocked. Their eyes that couldn't bear to look at him were replaced by astonishment.

Immediately, a figure jumped into the ring, and the sound of footsteps silenced the surrounding atmosphere.

"Brother Liang, take my place."

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People in the world widened their eyes.

Yan Guo and his party even frowned slightly. This was originally a great atmosphere for senior brother to challenge the Yunshang Sect, but this person ruined it.

But after seeing the person clearly, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"What a handsome man." "Which sect in Liang is this a good man from?"

Everyone in the Yan Kingdom secretly guessed, and the people around him looked puzzled. They couldn't help but communicate in low voices, trying to find out who the visitor was.

The Shoujian Sect disciples looked over and looked in shock: "Young Master Yang?"

"W-why are you here?!"

Liang Xin was shocked and doubtful: "Didn't you say there are other masters?"

"Yes, I am the master." Yang Shifei chuckled at her: "Are you a little surprised?"

Liang Xin opened her mouth, and there was a strange color in her eyes.

"Ahem, it's better not to look at me like that."

Yang Shifei quickly showed an embarrassed smile: "This is the first time I've jumped out to show off in front of everyone. This kind of joke about showing off in front of others is okay if you look at others, but now I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body."

Liang Xin tilted her head.

Although I don’t quite understand it, it probably means that I’m not used to being in the limelight?

She felt like laughing for a moment, but she felt much more at ease.

"——This place is an arena for warriors from the two countries to compete, not a place for small talk."

Qin Rong calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Which one of you two wants to fight me?"

Liang Xin was stunned, then turned around and ran off the ring. She turned around and shouted to Yang Shifei, 'Show them how powerful you are! ’.

"You young heroes of the Yan Kingdom, I would like to ask you a question."

Yang Shifei calmed down, cupped his hands and said, "I hope I haven't spoiled your interest."

At the same time, he concentrated quietly, silently feeling the cold air filling his body, and was in excellent condition.

Qin Rong frowned slightly: "Brother, is he a swordsman?"

"It's not available for the moment."

Yang Shifei patted the handle of the knife and smiled slightly: "Just use fists and feet."

Everyone present was trembling and even more shocked.

Elder Yan, who was not far away, looked solemn, secretly guessing Princess Luo's thoughts.     “Here he comes.”

On the third floor, Qiu Buhuan clenched the palms of his hands that still had a hint of warmth, curiosity flowing in his peach blossom eyes.

The Yunshang Sect elders and Dingjiang King had different expressions. Is this the young knight that the Holy Envoy of Bingtan cares about so much?

"—Everyone from the Yan Kingdom?"

Yang Shifei smiled and reminded again: "Why did you stop talking all of a sudden?"

After this reminder, Qin Rong just came back to his senses, but his face turned ugly: "Young Master really doesn't need a knife?"

"Just try it on stage, you don't have to use it."

Yang Shifei cupped his fists and said, "I wonder if my brother still has the strength?"

"We're only fighting ten people, no problem."

Qin Rong looked calm and nodded slightly: "Brother, you must have heard of my name just now."

"The iron of Yan State is high in the mountains, and the wind of Qin is melted. I remember it clearly."

Yang Shifei raised his fists and smiled gently: "I am the chief disciple of Luoyue Pavilion. Please enlighten me."

Qin Rong thought to himself, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

"Let's do it."

"it is good."

The two took steps instantly.

Yang Shifei's body shape suddenly changed, his palm met the opponent's heavy punch, and a hand knife swept out in an instant.

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After an instant confrontation, the two people in the ring moved in unison, and the audience fell silent.

Qin Rong's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the palms hovering between his neck. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then he felt a biting chill.

What speed is this?

Yang Shifei released the opponent's fist and smiled calmly: "My attack was a bit unexpected. I wonder if it counts as a victory?"

Qin Rong took two steps back, his eyes suddenly focused: "Come again!"

He bullied himself again, his palms spilling out like flowing shadows.

Yang Shifei's face was indifferent, and he leaned back to avoid it as if he had expected it. He raised his knees to block another palm, then turned around and swept it out with one kick.

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A series of counterattacks were carried out smoothly and as fast as lightning.

Qin Rong's pupils were constricted and his whole body was stiff. He looked at the toe of the shoe resting on his ear and couldn't help but swallow. He couldn't react in time.

Yang Shifei retracted his right leg and smiled lightly: "Brother Qin, are you coming again?"

Qin Rong's face was complicated, and he was silent for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh: "Brother Yang is awesome, I am ashamed of myself."

Seeing that he simply gave up, Yang Shifei also smiled and clasped his fists: "I accept."

It wasn't until Qin Rong left the ring that everyone in the silent surroundings started to scream in surprise.

"Okay! Well done!"

"Brother Yang is invincible!" Liang Xin cheered especially loudly: "Brother Yang, beat them down!"

Yang Shifei turned around and laughed dryly, but first he asked me to pretend to be a master and have a lonely aura.

Catching his gaze, Liang Xin smiled so much that her face turned red, she clasped her hands together and screamed: "Brother Yang, you are so handsome!"

Yang Shifei: "."

Girl, wait a minute, the people around you are looking at you wrong.

"--I come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Tianyi jumped into the ring with the black iron giant sword on his shoulders, his eyes full of fierce fighting spirit: "I didn't expect that there are strong players like you in the world. I'm here to learn your clever tricks!"

Yang Shifei turned his gaze back and calmly walked away from his horse.

"You don't need a knife yet?"

"No need."

".good!"

Shi Tianyi smiled lowly, took the lead in taking bold steps, and suddenly turned his giant sword in a sweeping sweep.

The fierce sword wind whipped up a stinging breeze in the courtyard, sweeping almost half of the arena. Everyone's hearts trembled as they competed in the arena. The giant sword was really unstoppable. What should this Brother Yang do——

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw Yang Shifei rising into the air at an incredible speed. He stepped on the sword that was sweeping past him, used his strength to kick, and whipped around and kicked his leg suddenly.

Shi Tianyi's eyes were slightly stern, and he turned his sword and immediately put the sword back in front of him.

But the whip leg that was about to hit the blade of the sword changed its direction and forced it to the ground.

Yang Shifei was using his waist and back to twist hard, forcefully changing the direction of his attack, using his right leg on the ground as a fulcrum, turning around and giving a quick and straight kick!
  Bang!
  Shi Tianyi's expression changed, and he blocked the kick with his giant sword, taking several steps back.

He was about to fight back with his sword, but Yang Shifei's figure came towards him faster, twisting his waist and swinging his arm to punch him!
  "You want to get close to me and prevent me from using my sword?!"

Shi Tianyi's heart was slightly ruthless, and he wanted to use the fist skills he had honed for a long time to catch the opponent off guard.

But the moment he blocked the punch with his giant sword, a terrifying force suddenly came from the sword, causing his eyes to bulge.

Damn it, what the hell kind of strength is this——!
  When his mind was greatly shaken, Shi Tianyi had no time to react. He and his sword were already punched into the air.

The pupils of several people from the Yan Kingdom in the rear suddenly shrank, and a black shadow flashed. Their senior brother flew back ten feet, passed through the crowd, and smashed into the high wall of the palace with a loud bang, scattering large amounts of smoke and dust.

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(End of this chapter)