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But the low-key knight wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a black stick turned a deaf ear to the comments in the audience.

When he walked all the way to Zheng Biao, he raised his hand and gently lifted the brim of his hat, revealing his rather handsome face.

And this person is none other than Zhao Ji, who has been hiding aside to watch the excitement since just now.

When Zheng Biao suddenly saw the challenger in front of him, he couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart.

But in order to ascend to the position of alliance leader as soon as possible, he didn’t think too much at this time:

"My friend on the road, is it possible that you just came here today?"

Zhao Ji slowly shook his head with a smile on his face:

"I came here three days ago."

Zheng Biao grinned and sneered:

"Even so, this friend must have seen Mr. Zheng's ability three days ago, right?"

"Do you actually think that you can win the magic of Zheng Biao?"

"If you can't, it would be better for Mr. Zheng to advise you to leave earlier."

"If not, not only will you not be able to take the position of leader, but you will also be embarrassed here today."

"But I don't know how much the friend in front of me can listen to Mr. Zheng's kind advice."

Zhao Ji suddenly laughed out loud:

"one cent……"

"I can't even listen to it!"

"But I don't know if you are satisfied with my answer like this?"

Zheng Biao gritted his teeth and sneered frequently:

"If that's the case, then there's nothing I can do about it."

After Zheng Biao said this, he suddenly glanced at the fellow Jianghu practitioners present:

"Dear friends in the world, I believe you all heard clearly the words I just said to this person who came to the stage to challenge me, right?"

"That being the case, if Mr. Zheng next confronts this friend in the world, he will be more aggressive."

"My friend, don't blame Mr. Zheng for not reminding you before!"

"After all, as the saying goes, swords have no eyes!"

As soon as Zheng Biao finished speaking, Zhao Ji suddenly said jokingly:

"No, you must not show mercy to me!"

"If not, once I win, I might still be known as the invincible one!"

These words only made Zheng Biao's arms tremble with anger:

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Biao picked up the Tai'a sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Ji, who was a few meters away.

The reason why Zheng Biao didn't use those Taoist magic techniques from the beginning was simply to test the opponent's ability first.

If the other party is extremely powerful, then he himself will have no reservations.

If the other party really has no ability, he can only boast.

Zheng Biao himself had no need to waste those precious charms on such a person.

Although Zhao Ji is extremely good at boxing, kicking and even weapons.

But Zheng Biao was not much better than him.

So once the two men reached the same place, they quickly exchanged seven or eight moves on each other's weapons.

The Tai'a sword in Zheng Biao's hand is indeed as sharp as clay.

But when he suddenly faced the thick black stick in Zhao Ji's hand, he couldn't show any sharp advantage.

The thick black stick that hit Zhao Ji's hand several times, not only failed to cut off the thick black stick, but actually made Zheng Biao's jaw numb and painful!

Zheng Biao was secretly shocked:

The opponent's moves were clearly unorganized, but why was he so brave when he waved that weird weapon?

Could it be, could it be that there was something weird about the thick black stick in the opponent's hand?

The more Zheng Biao thought about it, the more likely it became. When he became afraid, he gradually stopped holding the sword in his hand and confronted him head-on.

From time to time, he would reach out his hand to grab Zhao Ji's shoulder.

He wanted to capture Zhao Ji directly in this way and thus establish the victory of this round.

But what makes Zheng Biao quite helpless is that Zhao Ji is very cunning every time he makes a move.

When he saw Zheng Biao reaching out to him, he hit him with a stick.

As he fought, Zheng Biao became more and more anxious. He hurriedly took a few steps back and wanted to take out the talisman from his arms to cast the spell.

But when Zhao Ji saw this scene, he didn't give Zheng Biao a chance at all.

Suddenly Di Qi stepped forward and started fighting with Zheng Biao again.

At this time, Zheng Biao already felt a little regretful in his heart.

He regretted why he didn't cast the spell immediately at the beginning and knock the boy who was fighting with him to the ground.

If that was the case then, how could we face such a dilemma now?

Just when Zheng Biao was feeling extremely depressed, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared from behind him.

The speed was so fast that they seemed to be in front of Zheng Biao and Zhao Ji in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Biao was afraid and quickly turned his body sideways.

And when Zhao Ji noticed this strange scene and wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

When he moved his shoulders slightly, he saw that Zhao Ji's chest had already been hit by a flying knife.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji was well prepared before going out today.

Not counting the innermost underwear, he not only wore a black gown outside, but also wrapped a layer of bamboo soft armor inside the black gown.

But despite this, when the flying knife penetrated deeply into Zhao Ji's chest, it still severely injured his chest.

After a while, Zhao Ji's chest was stained red by the blood spurting out.

And what about Zhao Yuannu who is in the audience?

Since Zhao Ji took the stage, he has been paying attention to the situation on the stage.

At this moment, when he saw that his husband was suddenly being plotted against by others, he couldn't bear it any longer.

He ran from the stage to the stage in a few steps.

At this moment, he just wanted to check his husband's injury, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

But seeing Zhao Ji at this time, even though he was stabbed in the chest, under the defense of the bamboo armor, he was not immediately incapacitated.

At this moment, he just held his chest and gasped for a moment, and then he hit Zheng Biao again.

At this moment, Zhao Ji felt hatred in his heart.

He not only hated the other party's shameless sneak attack, but also hated himself for not paying attention just now, and was actually plotted by that gangster.

While clenching his teeth, he picked up the thick black stick in his hand and struck it repeatedly at Zheng Biao's Tai'a sword.

Zhao Yuannu, who was standing on one side of the stage, originally wanted to ask about his husband's injury.

But when I saw that my husband was still so powerful when fighting with that guy, I knew in my heart that maybe my husband's injury was not that serious at this time.

If I asked at this time, my husband might be distracted by it.