Return of the Ancient Gods

Chu Nan had no choice but to participate in the competition and won all the battles. However, in order not to attract attention, especially with the mysterious Princess Beiyan watching on the stage, every victory in the battle was hard-won and extremely suspenseful.

Dongfang Junhao was just playing around.

As for the drunkard, he was quite excited and fought fiercely. His ranking soared rapidly and he became a favorite in this competition. Someone even offered a handicap of ten to one for him.

"Come on, drunkard brother!" Chu Nan cheered outside the court. He wanted to leave but was stopped by Dongfang Junhao. This was the only fun of staying.

Perhaps they thought Chu Nan's nickname was interesting, so the audience started to make a noise, making the drunkard who was dueling on the field feel unhappy:

"Hey, why can't you remember my name? I'm not Drunkard, my name is Wang Hui!"

The drunkard went berserk and with a domineering blow of the sword, he forced his opponent out of the field. As a sign of victory, he chose to clear his name.

Of course, people got to know him, but they still preferred to call him a drunkard.

"..."

Feng Yulei frowned slightly when he saw the "One-Word Electric Sword". He had seen the performance of Chu Nan and the other two. He was unhappy that some powerless people appeared out of nowhere and stole his limelight. It was a pity that he had never encountered them.

After entering the semi-finals, someone finally got his wish:

Drunkard Wang Hui versus Feng Yulei!

"I have heard of your great name, Feng Yulei, for a long time, and wanted to learn from you. Today I finally got my wish.

Let's see whether your wind and thunder sword intent or my knife intent is stronger?" Drunkard Wang Hui rubbed his hands, eager to try.

But Feng Yulei was indifferent. Instead, he felt offended and humiliated. He said with a gloomy face:

"Are you telling me that a nobody like you is qualified to fight me? Get out of here before I get angry!"

"..."

Drunkard Wang Hui couldn't understand this arrogant guy. He had been playing according to the competition procedures all the way, and now he was going to kick him out with just one sentence?

Feng Yulei's arrogance also won cheers from the audience. Although the performance of drunkard Wang Hui was also remarkable, he was still far behind Feng Yulei.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard Wang Hui did not leave:

No matter what the result is, he has his own persistence and suppresses his realm to the first level of True God Realm to fight fair with Feng Yulei.

The battle ended extremely quickly. In the interweaving of light and shadow, the drunkard Wang Hui was knocked away, and was slashed by Feng Yulei's sword, and his body was almost cut in two.

"This is the outcome for not knowing what's good for you!" Feng Yulei looked at the drunkard Wang Hui lying on the ground with contempt. He still felt unsatisfied and swung the silver sword in his hand to kill him.

The sharp sword energy came whizzing and was about to kill the drunkard Wang Hui, but a figure stood in front of him, swung his fist, changed the trajectory of his attack, and landed on the ground beside him.

burst!

The earth and rocks shattered, and smoke and dust billowed!

It was Chu Nan who took action!

"You are lucky to have talent and strength, but are you really superior to others? Others don't even have the qualifications to challenge you, let alone a fair and open duel?

The winner has already been decided, why do you have to kill him?" Chu Nan asked.

"Yes!" Feng Yulei replied coldly, his murderous intent still lingering. He also wanted to kill Chu Nan, a strange guy who was at the peak of the Void God Realm and could withstand his attack.

"You guys are so annoying to look at. Not only him, but you too must die!"

"..."

The atmosphere at the scene became strange, with a strong smell of gunpowder. Fortunately, the organizers stepped in to stop it, so no fighting broke out. However, the impact was lasting:

“He was able to catch Feng Yulei’s sword at the peak of the Void God Realm? Judging from his previous performance, he was hiding his strength.

I bet so much on Ba Dao, I can’t afford to lose in the semi-finals.” A fat and wealthy man with emeralds on his fingers and a big gold chain around his neck laughed sinisterly and ordered his men.

"I know, he will definitely agree."

"I'll be waiting for you in the finals!" Feng Yulei said coldly and turned away.

"..."

Chu Nan felt puzzled. The two of them belonged to different groups, so there should be no possibility of them fighting each other. He did not study the rules of the game and made no comment.

"Thank you, little brother!" After swallowing the pill given by Dongfang Junhao, his injuries were immediately under control. The drunkard Wang Hui was very grateful to Chu Nan.

"The world outside is exciting, but it's also not peaceful. There are always some self-righteous lunatics!" Chu Nan made a simple comment. He was not in a good mood to begin with, and now it was even worse.

The three of them walked slowly towards the rest area. When they passed a corner, they saw two fierce-looking strong men who had been waiting for a long time:

“Dongfang Junhao is indeed a young hero with an extraordinary future. This kind of competition should not be a big deal to you.

My master hopes that you can help him and let Ba Dao play in the semi-finals and finals. He will reward you handsomely. "

As he spoke, one of them threw a cloth bag containing 100 top-grade Shenxuan jades in front of Chu Nan.

Seeing that the strength of both of them had reached the second level of True God, although they spoke politely, their attitude was also very tough. If they didn't agree, they would lose their lives.

Chu Nan figured it all out quickly and kicked the bag to the other side.

"I'm not interested in getting involved in your little business, and I won't do anything for you just for this little bit of money. It all depends on my mood."

"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!" Unable to bear Chu Nan's arrogance, one of the violent men got angry and killed someone.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have some talent? How dare a young boy in the Void God Realm act so arrogantly in front of me? Die!"

The sturdy man attacked with his huge fist, but before he touched Chu Nan, he was covered by a prison of light that appeared out of nowhere under his feet and could not move.

"What do you want to do?" Dongfang Junhao looked at Chu Nan and asked.

"Let's see how they perform." Chu Nan said calmly, ignoring this little episode and walking straight forward.

In the semi-finals, Chu Nan versus Ba Dao!

This is also one of the biggest highlights today. One is a martial arts master who has been famous for many years, and the other is an unexpected dark horse. Who is stronger?

As soon as Chu Nan stepped onto the stage, he was met with hostility from the other side:

"I feel uncomfortable when I see a guy like you pretending to be profound. I can't help but think of the bastard who died in Luofeng Slope three years ago. He was good at talking, but he was actually a fool. He only knew how to flatter people and hurt them a lot."

Knowing who Ba Dao was referring to, Chu Nan was willing to throw all kinds of dirty water on Chu Xiu, but he couldn't stand the humiliation of being vented on himself:

"Since you have such a strong opinion, why didn't you raise it at the time? If you can do it, then you can do it.

If you cultivate to the virtual god realm at the age of eighty, you will only be able to show off your power after others die."

"You are so sharp-tongued, and birds of a feather!" Badao was furious. Without saying anything else, he pulled out his body-length sword and chopped out.

The domineering sword energy was mixed with sharp sword intent, and it was unstoppable and unstoppable. With just a slight scratch, a layer of the floor of the ring was lifted up. The destructive power was self-evident.

The sword has its own sword meaning, and the knife has its own knife meaning. They are derived from skills and techniques. They are the product of one's own path of cultivation and the general trend of heaven and earth. Aptitude, effort and opportunity are all indispensable.

The artistic conception of the sword can be divided into small success, great success, perfection, etc. Even the most superficial small success of the sword intention can provide considerable help when attached to an attack.

Currently, the Overlord Sword has only comprehended a small level of artistic conception, but the power it unleashes is already 50% stronger than in normal conditions.

Looking at Chu Nan who could only dodge, Ba Dao became more and more proud and sneered:

"What's wrong? Is this all? Could it be that you haven't even realized the state of mind? You're too weak!"

However, Feng Yulei, who had a keen eye, held the opposite attitude. He snorted coldly and then closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to the battle situation.

"You just comprehended the sword intent, and your performance was so poor, and yet you are so capable.

You have tried your best, but that is all. I am stronger than you can imagine!"

Facing Ba Dao's murderous blow, Chu Nan did not dodge. He saw the right timing and angle, punched and dispersed the attack, and in turn, directly knocked Ba Dao out of the arena.

"That's it!"

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