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Chapter 83: How dare you fight for glory with Haoyue

"There is not much time left. All the people from your Xuanjian Sect have gone to the square. Why haven't you been there yet?"

Kong Moyi asked in wonder when he saw Bai Yang sitting in the hall fiddling with the teapot.

Bai Yang smiled and threw a letter in his arms that had been opened on the table.

Kong Moyi walked to the side and pinched it. He looked at it twice. When he saw the signature, he was stunned and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Luoye Sect? What did he write to you? Did you know him before?"

"I don't know it, but it doesn't mean I won't know it in the future. Moreover, the content in his letter seems to want to meet me before the war. Although I don't know what the reason is, I don't think I'm right to refuse." Bai Yang smiled slightly, poured a cup of tea for Kong Moyi, and asked, "I'll say I, why didn't you go to the venue?"

Kong Moyi sat next to Bai Yang, carefully and repeatedly looked at the letter from Senior Brother Luoye Sect, then took the tea that Bai Yang had carefully and evenly, and took a sip, saying, "You haven't even gone, what's the point of going there? This Senior Brother Luoye Sect is really confident. Although the words in this letter are very polite and polite, you can still see the condescending taste. Humph, when you arrive on the ring, you have to teach him a lesson."

Bai Yang just smiled and didn't follow suit. After all, he didn't know much about the senior brother of Luoye Sect, so he couldn't draw conclusions too early for many things.

However, the information scroll given by Zhuge Wenrou also mentioned that this master disciple at the inner gate actually has the style of a large sect, and there is not much negative news.

However, the scroll mentioned that this senior brother named Tang Mengxing, Luoye Sect, was not ordinary cruel and dirty when fighting against the hostilities.

Although Bai Yang had not seen him, he believed in Zhuge Wenrou's judgment that Tang Mengxing must be very dangerous.

Of course, he was not afraid to meet Tang Mengxing before the battle. After all, someone else's provocation had already arrived. At this time, Bai Yang only needed to sit here and wait for him.

Not long after, a strong wind came from outside the hall, and an extremely sharp silver needle pierced Bai Yang's face.

Bai Yang did not dodge or dodge, and stretched out his hand to sweep away the dust on his shoulder cuffs, knocking the silver needle to the ground.

With a jingle, the silver needle fell, and the violent toxins on it corroded the ground into a big pit.

As the number one sect in the world, the casting materials used are naturally extremely strong, which can corrode the ground of Qishan Sect into such a large deep pit, which shows how terrible the toxins on this silver needle are.

A young man wearing a dark brown suit, with a jade-like face and clear eyebrows and eyes walked in and said with a smile: "When Ye Zong Tang Mengxing, come to visit today with a tribute. I am very kind. I hope you don't see any weird things."

"Oh?" Bai Yang stood up, kicked the silver needle away, and said lightly: "I wonder what gift it is?"

When Tang Mengxing raised his palm, a long box appeared out of thin air. Kong Moyi frowned slightly and smelled the bloody smell.

"This is the little gift I want to give you." Tang Mengxing smiled slightly and said, "That young man is not bad at all, but it took me some effort."

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows, looked at the box that smelled bloody, and reached out to take it, feeling a little bad premonition.

Tang Mengxing said: "Although this gift is not worth enough, I hope you don't laugh."

Looking at Tang Mengxing's handsome and weird face, Bai Yang said: "Is this the reason why you sent me a letter?"

"Of course it's more than that." Tang Mengxing stared at Bai Yang and said, "I've checked. Among the four people this time, you and the boy named Jia Yi are the most threatening, but the boy named Jia Yi seems to be as popular as you, so I'll talk to him first before coming to find you."

"It's a pity that I think that taking action against you now cannot maximize the benefits, but after reading your information, I have another idea about you." Tang Mengxing shook his finger and smiled a little evilly: "This so-called San6 Huiwu is really too boring, so I was thinking, since this is a game, you have to have opponents to enjoy it. You are a newcomer, but you have enough potential to enter our eyes, so this meeting gift is to inspire your fighting spirit."

Bai Yang's eyes sterned, he lifted the box, and there was an arm lying inside.

It was a right hand, the fracture was very neat, and after treatment, no drop of blood flowed into the box, but it emitted a strong and pungent smell of blood.

The sleeves covering this arm are exactly the sleeves of the Xuanjian Sect’s clothing.

Bai Yang's voice was slightly cold, and he looked up at Tang Mengxing and said, "If you want to die, I have to say you did it."

"Haha, that young man named Jia Yi is really good in swordsmanship. His right sword can force me to use 50% of his strength, so I decided to cut off his right hand and send it to you as a gift for meeting." Tang Mengxing narrowed his eyes and said, "In this way, it will not only destroy an important member of your Xuanjian Sect, but also arouse your interest and make the game more fun."

"Are you not afraid of retribution for doing such cruel things? How could Qishan Sect tolerate your behavior!"

Kong Moyi's face turned pale after seeing the broken arm, not because of fear, but because of anger!

With her medical skills, how could it be impossible to tell that even if she re-reeled her arm, she would not be able to let Jia Yi use his sword as before.

Kong Moyi had a good impression of the lively boy. Now, when he thought that he would not be able to use the sword in the past, he felt even more angry and gritted his teeth with hatred.

But Tang Mengxing's indifferent attitude was all about it as a game, which made people even more angry.

"Yes, that's it. If you are angry, you will vent your anger. Only when you are on the ring will you make amazing moves." Tang Mengxing smiled, then shook his head, looked at Bai Yang with a calm face, and said, "It's a pity that the anger I need is not that little girl, but you. If you think that Jia Yi is not worth enough in your heart, I can cut off the hands of the girl beside you. In this way, will you bring me some fun?"

Bai Yang did not answer, but crossed his figure and looked at the sky, saying, "There is not much time left before the competition begins. I think you are saying your last words. Of course, if you say something else, I don't mind taking your death forward."

"Because you are not worthy of living." Bai Yang covered the box and handed it to Kong Moyi, indicating that she should keep it well.

Although this arm can't save Jia Yi's trauma, at least he will not survive as a disabled person.

However, after suffering from this severe blow, whether Jia Yi can recover in the future depends on his nature.

"Your eyes are very good." Tang Mengxing took a two-step back and smiled: "I look forward to fighting with you, see you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Sister Zhuge is right. The disciples of Luoye Sect are all crazy, especially this one named Tang Mengxing, who is even more crazy!" Kong Moyi was so angry that he widened his eyes and said to Bai Yang: "Before the game, the disciples of other sects are seriously injured. Do you care about this kind of thing?!"

Bai Yang shook his head helplessly: "It's useless. Even if this matter is exposed to Qishan Sect, it will take a certain amount of time to judge and judge. It is impossible to just listen to our one-sided words. I think this is why Tang Mengxing seized this point and dared to attack Jia Yi before the first match of martial arts. Moreover, he cut off his arm in such a clean and neat way and then sent his arm to us. He blatantly admitted that he did the matter, which shows that he is not afraid of Qishan Sect's handling."

"This person is indeed a lunatic, and I'm sure the things he did were not approved by Luoye Sect."

Bai Yang patted the long box in Kong Moyi's hand and said, "You go and see how Jia Yi is. As for other things, just leave it to me."

After saying that, Bai Yang also put on the disciple's ward that represented the inner sect of Xuanjian Sect and left with great strides.

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"Everyone."

Qiu Pingfan's voice resounded throughout the square, making everyone's eyes focus on him.

In an instant, the entire square was silent, and everyone was waiting for the words of the sect leader of the world's number one sect.

However, what was unexpected was that Qiu Pingfan just smiled slightly and said in a harmonious voice: "This first battle was just an appetizer order. The disciples of each sect don't need to be too nervous. The second one should be the second. Don't hurt the harmony too much. Of course, there are no rules for the competition, and any means can be used, but I personally do not recommend some too despicable little means."

Qiu Pingfan's eyes swept across the crowd and looked at the direction of Xuanjian Sect very accurately. Murong Zhen, who had a gloomy face, then smiled at the sect leaders and elders: "There is still two incense sticks. You should have brought the list of participation in their respective sects, right? In this case, while we take advantage of this period, we will finalize the order of the disciples appearing among each sect, and then the competition can begin."

For Qiu Pingfan's words, no one present dared to express his dissatisfaction. They all handed over the order of their own sects to the on-site manager respectfully or sarcastically. After about one stick of incense, the two sects were divided into a total of fifty groups of battles. In other words, the sects that were ranked in the entire ancient world were already here.

A hundred sects in the world gathered together, and this rare grand event was not famous until now.

"What's wrong with Jia Yi?"

Sitting on the chair, Wu Yanning suddenly frowned and looked at Jia Yi in the crowd, and then asked Ye Huayan.

Ye Huayan was also stunned and said, "I have seen him in the morning, but-"

"No need to look for it." Bai Yang walked over from not far away, stood quietly behind Wu Yanning, and said in an extremely low voice: "Jia Yi was cut off his arm by the Luoye Sect, and he probably couldn't fight."
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