"The palm comes out like exhaust wind, this is the level of exhaust wind palm. I didn't expect that there would be such a master under Bei Chen!"

Bei'an's face looked a little ugly. When he lost the first game, he had an ominous premonition.

"Zhang Yu, you are the strongest. If you go down, be sure to defeat the opponent!"

Bei'an gritted his teeth and didn't care about coming one by one, so he sent out the strongest Zhang Yu, a master who used swords.

Zhang Yu, carrying a long sword on his back, jumped off the ring immediately.

"The palms come out like a breath of wind, but I don't know if your palms can withstand the long sword in my hand?"

Zhang Yu grabbed the sword with his hand and pulled it out at once. Immediately, the momentum on his body became sharp, as if it was a sword with sharp edges.

"Swish swish swish swish".

Zhang Yu quickly stabbed out three swords, one sword faster than the other. This is a fast sword, and it has been practiced over the years, and has mastered the essence of the fast sword. Although he has not achieved a small success, he is not far away.

Moreover, relying on the advantages of weapons, he gained the upper hand for a while.

Ji Cheng looked at Zhang Yu's fast sword and contacted his fast sword thirteenth style, but suddenly realized that this fast sword was not very clever, far from the terrifying power and speed of the superimposed explosive power and speed of the fast sword thirteenth style.

In fact, Ji Cheng was also a little confused about the status of the Thirteenth Stage of Quick Knife. The Thirteenth Stage of Quick Knife is the most widely circulated and almost everyone knows it. It is not because the Thirteenth Stage of Quick Knife is weak. On the contrary, the Thirteenth Stage of Quick Knife is very terrifying and is a top-notch sword technique.

It is just because it is difficult for someone to grasp its essence, and it is almost difficult to achieve the same level as the two swords, let alone a higher level. Therefore, although the Thirteenth Stage of Quick Knife is widely circulated, there are very few who really make it powerful.

Zhang Yu had a long sword in his hand. With one sword, he quickly suppressed the other party, but the other party was still not panicked, but was very calm.

"Swish swish swish swish".

Suddenly, Zhang Yu stabbed three swords in a row, and the sword light flashed, and the speed was very fast, almost dazzling. This was a desire to win, but this revealed some flaws in Zhang Yu's sword technique.

"it's over!"

Bei Chen's subordinates lit up. He suddenly reached into the sword light with one hand. How sharp the sword edge intertwined with the long sword was? It was not something that a mere flesh and blood could compete with.

Therefore, despite the flaws, the other party reached into the sword circle with one hand, purely seeking death.

"Haha, you lost."

Zhang Yu laughed loudly, and the sword was going down everything, and he was about to cut off the other party's palms.

"bite."

Suddenly, the sharp sword cut hard on the other party's palm, but the smile on Zhang Yu's face froze because he felt that the sword seemed to touch a hard iron, and could not cut it down at all. A spark appeared, making a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"Golden Wire Gloves?"

After a closer look, everyone realized that Bei Chen's subordinates were wearing a pair of very hidden gold wire gloves, and were not afraid of cutting the sword. They were at a disadvantage just now, and they were just doing it on purpose, just to let Zhang Yu reveal his flaws.

After all, both of them have similar strengths, and it is impossible to defeat each other without using some small tricks.

"bump".

Bei Chen's hand imprinted on Zhang Yu's body and knocked Zhang Yu away. Like He Du before, he fell heavily to the ground, and Zhang Yu looked embarrassed and angry.

In the second competition, Bei Chen won again!

In the VIP room, Bei'an's face turned pale and actually lost again. This was the second game, and Zhang Yu was also the strongest man under his command. He had originally expected Zhang Yu to win a game, but he didn't expect the situation to change so unfavorably.

"Hehe, Bean, this is the second game. You have lost two games in a row, and there is the last game. If you lose again, you will have to give it to me for 80,000 gold!"

Bei Chen smiled very happily, as if he had planned it. The gambling he arranged today was obviously prepared, but he also grasped Bei'an's mentality of hoping to get the Underworld Spirit Pearl. Even if he knew something was wrong, Bei'an would still face the challenge.

The third competition has not started for a long time. Bei An knew in his heart that if he sent someone to the competition, the result would be the same and he would still lose.

"Bai'an, don't you dare to send people? In fact, why bother to send others? Aren't you a master? And there is a divine seal, it's more than enough to defeat my subordinates. So, you come down and compete with my subordinates. If you win three games in a row, won't you get the Underworld Spirit Pearl? It's just right for everyone to see the powerful strength of your four direct descendants!"

Bei Chen suddenly spoke again, this time, he directly asked Bei An to take action.

Bei'an clenched his fists tightly. Of course he would not go down. If he went down, no matter whether he won or lost, his four direct descendants actually competed with Bei Cheng's subordinates in full view of everyone. I'm afraid the entire four teams would become a laughing stock.

Moreover, although Bei An has a divine seal on his body, who knows what kind of backup plan Bei Chen has prepared? You must know that this is just the first person sent by Bei Chen.

"How is it? Bean, have you figured it out? Did you come down and compete with my men in person?"

Bei Cheng's tone was full of jokes.

"It seems that I can only admit defeat, but I'm not willing to do so. This time I let this guy Bei Chen plot on it once!"

After a long time, Bei An sighed. Now he seemed to have no other way than to admit defeat. It would be impossible for him to go down and compete with Bei Chen's men, even if he lost 80,000 gold for this.

"Haha, Bei'an, are you so unconfident to beat my subordinates? Or are you the four direct children of your four branches all useless!"

Bei Chen continued to use aggressive generals to force Bei An to fight.

"hateful……"

Bei'an held his hands tightly, feeling very angry, but there was no way. His subordinates were just humiliating themselves when they sent him down, and they had to admit defeat at the moment.

"As the four direct descendants of the family, Mr. Bei'an has a noble status, so how can he fight in person? Let me meet the masters of Mr. Bei Chen's men for a while."

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out.

"Well? Brother Ji, this is not good. The sword has no eyes. You have also seen Bei Chen's men. You are extremely powerful. You are afraid that there will be danger when you go."

When Bei'an saw Ji Chengshi who was just making a sound, he was slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted. Although he was very moved, he could not let Ji Cheng die in vain.

In his heart, Ji Cheng was just a talented person and stronger, but Ji Cheng was just a person from a small village after all, and his strength might not be very strong. It was too dangerous to compete with the masters under Bei Chen.

"It's okay, Master Bei'an, I'll be careful, not to mention that this person can't do anything to me!"

Ji Cheng's tone revealed a strong sense of confidence.

"Brother Cheng, be careful!"

Cheng Hong had a little worried on her face. She didn't know how strong Ji Cheng was.

"rest assured."

Ji Cheng didn't give any more explanations and jumped off the ring.

Everyone was surprised to see that Bei An finally sent a weird boy dressed in animal skins. Even the charming female shopkeeper in Honglou was very surprised. She knew before that this weird boy dressed in animal skins was the "friend" that Bei An said, but definitely not his subordinate.

"So it's you, the wild boy! Humph, you have the courage to go to the ring, and it's okay, let you, a wild boy who doesn't know how powerful you are, don't keep your hands!"

The man who used his palm on the ring was called Ba Xiu, which was such a strange name.

However, Ba Xiu heard what Bei Chen said. If he didn't hold back, it would mean that Bei Chen had murderous intentions and wanted him to kill the strange-dressed young man in front of him on the ring.

"Hehe, you're just blamed for offending Young Master Bei Chen, you must die!"

Ba Xiu looked at Ji Cheng, and a sneer appeared between the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!