C262 The Swordsman of the Mu Rong Family
C262 The Swordsman of the Mu Rong Family
Fenng Annloong's face was so dark that it was scary. His hoarse voice came out. "Seal the surrounding two miles. Focus on monitoring the Fragrant Sky Tower."
The confidant nodded and walked down. Fenng Annloong walked in front of Xiong Zheng.
The professional doctor in the guild was checking Xiong Zheng.
"How is it?" Fenng Annloong asked.
The professional doctor looked up and saw Fenng Annloong's dark face. He swallowed his saliva and carefully said, "It's not as serious as it looks. The president's physical fitness is very good. He should be able to recover after a month of recuperation. "
Fenng Annloong's eyes became a little complicated. "One month... The sky is going to change."
He raised his head and looked deeply at the man standing on the high platform, who was wearing a black robe. He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
There was already a stretcher that lifted Xiong Zheng up. The group of people from the Bajue Guild walked out in a grandiose manner. They were surrounded by people who could not get through a single drop of water. When they saw that the people from the Wind Cloud Guild were about to leave, a large area was cleared out in an instant. This group of people left just like that. Even though it was a huge commotion, none of the members had any pride on their faces.
They were like rats that had been discovered, running away with their tails between their legs.
The people of Bajue Guild left very quickly. In less than five minutes, the group of people had already disappeared from the scene. The place that was originally occupied by the Bajue Guild was now empty.
The people who were frightened by the terrifying Qi that was emitted from the Bajue Guild's body looked at each other after they left. After that, they crazily squeezed forward, trying to occupy the original position of the Bajue Guild.
This position was a precious land of wind and water. It was a perfect place to watch the fights on the arena. Such a precious land was instantly occupied by the crowd.
The terrifying strength displayed by the bandaged person just now shocked the entire audience. They wanted to observe the battle of this powerful bandaged person at a close distance. This was because there would only be one more person standing on the next stage. It was the guild leader of the Wind Cloud Guild, Murong Wu!
They wanted to see who the final winner of the Joust For A Spouse Festival would be. Would this person with an unknown background be powerful, or would he be the undisputed number one expert of the Wind Cloud Guild after Xiong Zheng was defeated? Murong Wu was powerful.
Everyone's eyes naturally fell on Murong Wu.
At this moment, Murong Wu was looking at the original position of the Bajue Guild from afar. Now, it was being fought over by ordinary people.
He sighed with emotion in his heart. The loser was like a landslide. Today, the president of the Bajue Guild had fallen, and he had been beaten so badly. This would certainly have a huge impact on the Bajue Guild's strength. Their reputation would fall by a thousand miles. If he was the first one to challenge the man with the bandage, perhaps the Wind Cloud Guild would also fall into such a situation.
He looked at the man with the bandage standing on the ring from afar and said, "Brother Bai Lang. You are still the best. You are indeed worthy of being called the young master of the capital, who is said to be the winner of every bet. I admire you. Brother Bai Lang's ability to judge people was truly amazing. The strength that the bandage man displayed just now was only a little bit. You can actually tell his true strength from these clues? "
Bai Lang smiled but didn't say anything.
Murong Wu continued. "Then, I want to bet with you again. What do you think?"
"Bet what?"
"Me and the person with the bandage on stage, who will win?"
Bai Lang looked at Murong Wu in surprise. "You really want to go up too?"
"Of course. With so many pairs of eyes looking at me, if I don't go up, wouldn't it be a matter of deserters? It would also have a huge impact on Wind Cloud... Last time, you won, but this time, who do you want to bet on? "
" Whoever you bet on, I'll bet on your negative side. "
Murong Wu laughed loudly.
"Hahaha! Although your reputation of winning the bet made me want to bet on the one on the stage, I still want you to lose once. I bet on myself! "
Bai Lang said," Then I can only bet on the bandage person. "
" What's the bet? "
"You want to use the equipment I won just now?" asked the man with the bandage.
"Haha, good!"
After laughing out loud, Murong Wu suddenly stood up. For a moment, his slender body was exposed to the public.
"Murong Wu has stood up!"
"As expected, he wants to have a duel with the bandaged person!"
The crowd was in an uproar!
After Murong Wu stood up and looked at that handsome and tall figure, the faces of the members of Wind Cloud Guild naturally lit up, and even their spines straightened.
Murong Wu's face carried a bright smile as he left his seat and walked step by step towards the side of the arena.
"Guild leader, good luck!"
"President, kill the one wrapped in bandages!"
The members of Wind and Cloud cheered him on. Feng Yun Guild was different from the Bajue Guild. Murong Wu was very famous in the hearts of the members. He treated people humbly and respectfully, and was very loved by them.
Murong Wu waved to the members who cheered him up, and then left the territory of Feng Yun Guild.
He was different from Xiong Zheng, who had stomped on the ground in anger and flew straight up to the arena. He walked step by step until he arrived in front of the stairs under the arena and stepped on them. He did not have the slightest intention of showing off his strength. He just calmly walked towards the highest platform.
And below the arena, there was already a wave of cheers. It wasn't just the members of Wind Cloud Guild that were cheering. The audience below the arena naturally also looked like they were watching the duel between these two powerhouses.
Murong Wu's step on the stairs attracted the attention of many people. Under everyone's gaze, he finally stepped onto the last step of the stairs and arrived at the top of the stage.
Yu Yue had already taken his position on the arena. He was standing on the other side of the arena, facing where Murong Wu was.
After Murong Wu stood still, he smiled and said to Yue Yue, "I don't know how to address you, brother, but I have a request when the blade is facing forward."
Murong Wu's words were shocking. As the leader of the biggest power in Qiluo City, he actually had a request for this mysterious man with the bandage. What kind of request was it?
This made the crowd below the stage tighten their heartstrings. Could it be that he was the same as Xiong Zheng, wanting to recruit this man with the bandage?
Yu Yue's heart was also filled with doubt. If they wanted to fight, then fight. Why did this man, whom he had never known before, suddenly throw out a request?
He did not say anything. He just looked at Murong Wu in the distance in silence.
Under everyone's anticipation, Murong Wu opened his mouth and said slowly, "After watching your fight just now, I know that my sword skills are inferior to yours. Your sword technique is truly marvelous. I admit that I am inferior. "
The audience burst into cheers, and all of them booed Murong Wu. He admitted defeat? Then what was the point of coming up?
The expressions of the members of Feng Yun Guild also changed. Their originally red and proud faces instantly became a little awkward when they heard Murong Wu's words as if he had admitted defeat. They looked at the calm and relaxed guild leader on the arena in fear. They did not know what this guild leader wanted to do this time.
Murong Wu did not feel ashamed because of this. He looked at Yu Yue with bright eyes and said, "The reason I went on stage this time is to ask for sword skills. I have recently practiced a deadly technique. If you can break my technique, I will admit defeat."