Someone couldn't understand, so he asked a respected 80-year-old man next to him.

The elder looked solemn and sighed: "The duel between the top masters is not only based on the level of martial arts, but also the right time, place and people are indispensable."

"Now Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming walk every inch of land, they just want to see where the ground is harder and where the ground is softer, where there may be small stones hidden under the snow, where the snow on the branches may suddenly fall, and these will affect the details of the attack, even the timing. Many times, these small details determine the outcome of the entire duel."

Someone asked a question in confusion.

The old man said, "You can think about it. If you fly up during the fierce battle, but just a ball of snowflakes fall on your head, will you be frightened? Even if you are just a moment of distraction, it will be equivalent to revealing a fatal flaw in such a duel."

The elder's voice was not too loud, but because the surroundings were too quiet, everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone gasped, feeling the coldness of the winter wind blowing through, and even the sun above their heads became dim.

Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming joined forces to attack, but they were invincible. However, they were still so careful and cautious, and did not miss any possible mistakes. They simply did not give Chu Shuai any chance.

The elder sighed again: "This is the cleverness of Shangguan Jinhong's decision on the location. Because he decided the place, he must have learned about it in advance. He came here this morning and just reviewed it. However, Chu Shuai was not familiar with the place and was in an unfavorable situation in terms of location and people."

Someone muttered, "Then Shuai Chu can come and see the terrain early."

In fact, he also knew that one side had become familiar with the terrain early, and even if the other side rushed to get familiar with the terrain, it was already in an unfavorable situation. Moreover, Shangguan Jinhong arrived first, and even if Chu Shuai arrived, he could not concentrate on observing the terrain.

This Shangguan Jinhong is so shameless!

Except for a very small number of people who are jealous and jealous of Chu Zheng, most of them hope that he can defeat Shangguan Jinhong and destroy the terrifying organization of the Golden Gang. But now the strength of Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming is far beyond everyone's imagination, and everyone is worried about Chu Zheng.

To everyone's surprise, Chu Shuai had not appeared yet. Could it be that he would not appear on time until noon? Is he not going to observe the terrain in advance?

Someone couldn't help asking the old man.

The old man shook his head and said, "I can't guess Chu Shuai's mind either. But Chu Shuai has always been best at breaking the situation in difficulties, with unpredictable means, or he doesn't need to observe the terrain at all."

Someone asked again, but the old man shook his head and refused to say anything again.

In fact, this 80-year-old man has been through the world for decades and has seen countless duels, and has vaguely guessed some clues, but he doesn't know if there are any detailed works of the Money Gang in the crowd. Even if there is a slight possibility that Chu Shuai's ideas will be revealed, he cannot take risks.

Shangguan Jinhong's advantages are obvious enough, so he can't give him any bargaining chips!

On the contrary, his words just now were analyzing the situation for Chu Shuai. He believed that if only the young coach's army was in the crowd, his words would definitely reach Chu Shuai's ears.

"Young man, don't lose any more... We are useless, so we can only help you in these trivial matters." The old man's eyes fell in the direction of Jiangcheng, and he said in his heart.

I have to say that Chu Zheng’s reputation in the world is really great, and he is completely a type of helping those who have gained power. Moreover, this time, people in the world think that Chu Shuai was unable to stand the money gang and bullying the fellow gangs, so he stood up angrily and wanted to uphold justice for the world, so people naturally favored him.

The sun slowly rises, reflecting the yellow patch of snow.

There was only half an hour left before noon, and the duel site was already crowded with people. As long as the tourists who could arrive were basically here, the number of people exceeded 5,000.

But everyone is afraid of the power of the Money Gang and dare not cross the yellow line.

"Whip God" Ximen Rou was also among them. He looked at Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming in the pavilion, his face was full of sorrow. Suddenly, he turned his head suddenly as if he had noticed something, and saw a man in black standing outside the yellow line.

No one knew where the man in black shirt was originally from and where he came from, but when everyone saw him, he had already reached the yellow line.

He was extremely tall and well-proportioned, and his whole body was covered with black turbans, clothes, pants, boots, and even the sword he was carrying was black.

He just stood quietly outside the yellow line, but the surrounding tourists retreated unknowingly, keeping about a meter away from him.

Because the sword energy on this man was too sharp, it made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ximen Rou's pupils shrank, and he naturally recognized the person in front of him. He was the fourth-ranked Songyang Iron Sword Guo Songyang, who had just seen it in the teahouse yesterday.

Didn’t Guo Songyang be fooled by Shuai Chu to find Xiaoyao Hou? How could he come here? Could it be that he also came to watch the battle?

But the next moment, Guo Songyang had already stepped into the yellow line!

Ximen Rou almost exclaimed in surprise.

Only a cold shout was heard: "Those who step into the yellow line will die!"

As the yellow shirt flashed, three Money Gang members attacked Guo Songyang at the same time.

They still use Qimen weapons, and their moves are also weird.

But they obviously chose the wrong opponent!

The "buzz" dragon roar sounded, and the Songyang iron sword was unsheathed.

The whole body of the Songyang Iron Sword is dark and dull, so although the sword is unsheathed, there is no sword light. However, the sturdy sword energy is so cold that even Ximen Rou, who is two or three meters away, can feel the stinging sword energy!

No one saw how Guo Songyang took action, but when the black light of the iron sword flashed, the three members of the Money Gang had fallen down, and everyone had a sword in their eyebrows!

Ximen Rou was secretly shocked to see it. What a fast sword! What a cruel sword!

Before everyone could see this scene, the two hall masters guarding nearby, wearing gold-edged yellow shirts, rushed to the vital points of Guo Songyang.

Short weapons were originally a vicious victory, and the pair of judges' pens were even more sinister and vicious. Others almost rushed to the ground. The judges' pens hit Guo Songyang's three-way ring and three-way key points! He was so sophisticated that he was the "Judge of Life and Death" ranked 37th in the weapon list!

The master who made the sword was much more powerful, but he saw the sword light as if he was practicing, fast and fierce. The ring sound was jingling and shocking the soul. Before the sword arrived, it had already brought up a piece of wind and snow. The person who took action was the "Nine Ring Light Cold Knife" Lu Xiang, ranked 16th in the weapon spectrum!

Faced with the joint attack of the two hall masters of the Money Gang, Guo Songyang's face did not change his expression. He waved the iron sword and heard a "dou" sound. Mars flew everywhere. The next moment, the Nine Ring Light Cold Sword broke into two pieces. Before the iron sword could disappear, Lu Xiang's head flew up immediately.

Guo Songyang shook his wrist, and the iron sword turned from a horizontal swing to a thorn! The move was obviously very urgent, but it was round and natural, without any sense of sluggishness.

Gao Xingkong's throat bleed, the judge's pen flew out of his hand, and the person fell on the snow.

Guo Songyang dragged his iron sword backwards and continued to walk towards the farewell pavilion.

Ximen Rou became more and more shocked the more she looked at her. Could it be... Guo Songyang was going to challenge Shangguan Jinhong?

The iron sword rustled on the snow, rustling like a declaration of war, which further confirmed Ximen Rou's speculation.
Chapter completed!