Looking at Wuming who was forcibly standing in the battle space, people's hearts were full of shock at this time. Everyone looked at him without saying a word. Some were shocked, some were emotional, and some were in tears...

In people's eyes, Wuming was like the unbreakable backbone of heaven and earth, with an unimaginable force supporting him in his thin body.

"Who else is coming to fight?" His eyes swept over everyone present, and the nameless hoarse voice sounded softly. Although it was not very clear, it spread throughout every inch of space and every corner of Yanwu Dojo.

People were silent, no one dared to step forward, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Wuming's body, not only did not feel the desolation of a hero, but on the contrary, it actually gave people a kind of unparalleled heroic spirit of pointing to the sky with a sword, aspiration to dominate the world, I am the king, no one

No one can cover up its glory!

"What a nameless person. I didn't expect that I was almost deceived by you. If I guessed correctly, the injuries you suffered were all fake."

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, and a swordsman carrying an iron sword separated the dense crowd in front of him with his own breath, and walked up step by step.

However, he did not enter the battle space, but looked at Wuming carefully from the periphery, with strands of white light lingering in his eyes, as brilliant as the light of a flying fairy, and extremely holy.

After hearing his words, everyone was shocked and looked at Wuming with disbelief, trying to see whether Wuming's injuries were faked by him.

However, no matter how hard people look at the sky and the earth, it is still difficult to see the slightest clue.

"Haha, I'm kidding. Can I just pretend to be like this?" The corners of Wuming's mouth curved upwards, a stream of blood flowed silently, and his face was as pale as paper.

"You can hide it from the sky and the earth, but you can't hide it from my flying immortal eyes!" As he spoke, the swordsman's eyes suddenly brightened, and the scene of flying immortals actually appeared in them, making everyone feel like they were flying.

Extremely horrified.

"The legendary Flying Immortal Eye, how is this possible?"

On the high platform, the Taoist elders spoke in shock, and everyone else looked in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"What is the Flying Immortal Eye?"

However, most people didn't know what the Feixian Divine Eye was. They all looked at the swordsman carrying the iron sword in surprise, with questions on their faces.

"I remembered it, but I didn't expect it to be the Flying Immortal Eye. This is so amazing."

Suddenly, exclamations came from the crowd. An old man with a snow-white head and a snow-white beard looked at the swordsman in disbelief. His rickety body actually started to tremble with excitement.

"Old man, please tell me what the Flying Immortal Eye is."

"That's right, please ask the old man to help us clear up my doubts!" ​​People asked one after another, scratching their heads and ears anxiously, with curious expressions on their faces.

"In the distant past, the Flying Immortal Eye was hailed as an opportunity to become an immortal. It is said that those who possess this eye will surely rule the world and become a true immortal."

Hearing the old man's faint words, everyone was shocked. Everyone looked at the swordsman in shock, and their hearts were already shaken.

"Those are true fairy eyes."

The heavy bomb dropped by the old man made people miserable. They didn't expect to see this. For a moment, everyone was shocked.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be true that Wuming was never injured?"

After the shock, everyone remembered what the swordsman had just said. They all looked at Wuming in the battle space in surprise, trying to figure out something.

If what the swordsman said is true, then those who were defeated by Wuming just now were not unjustly defeated, but he pretended to be too serious, and actually concealed it from everyone present. He said it was a cover-up.

It's not an exaggeration, but it's just too annoying.

"It turned out to be the legendary Flying Immortal God's Eye. It really surprised me." After looking at the swordsman, Wuming said calmly.

Facing the swordsman with the Flying Immortal Eyes, there was no fear on his face at this time, but he was just a little surprised. In fact, people could even see the fighting spirit in his eyes, which seemed to be the result of the Flying Immortal Eyes.

The appearance aroused the boiling blood in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time.

"I was born with the flying fairy eyes, but I got my sword through hard training." The swordsman said these words, his eyes glowing with gentleness, as if he was talking about his Taoist companion.

Undoubtedly, he is a kendo master who is infatuated with swords and also loves swords!

"Haha, I really want to learn from you, so take action. The time until the end is enough for you and me to fight!" Wuming straightened his body, and his peerless edge suddenly appeared, making everyone suddenly surprised.

"No need, you are seriously injured. I don't want to take advantage of others. Otherwise, winning will be boring!" The swordsman shook his head. He carried the iron sword on his back and looked majestic. His deep eyes were like the vast universe, holding countless stars. It was impossible to look directly at him.

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Undoubtedly, he is a proud person, even arrogant to the core, otherwise, he would not have said such a thing.

However, others were confused because despite all the swordsman's words, he did not tell how serious Wumingsu's injuries were. This made people very confused.

"This Taoist brother, how injured was Wuming?" Someone asked boldly.

"Neither light nor serious!" The swordsman said in a neither light nor serious manner.

However, his answer left people speechless. It's neither light nor serious. You don't know what the criteria are for what you mean. You think everyone has your flying fairy eyes.

"Are you still taking action?"

"It's hard to say. The swordsman showed up at the wrong time and didn't even explain clearly. It's really disgusting."

"Who can say otherwise? I couldn't hold back a word for a long time. God knows what he said was serious or not."

Looking at Wuming, outside the battle space, a group of people gathered together, whispering, and in the middle of them was a broken bowl used for drawing lots.

At this time, people were very confused, because with the appearance of the swordsman, people didn't know what to do, and they didn't know whether they should continue to draw lots and fight Wuming.

What if you continue to fight and fail? But if you don't fight, you will still feel unwilling to give up. In the end, people struggled and struggled, and they all invariably resented the swordsman.

Because in people's eyes, his appearance was really untimely!

"Have you discussed it yet? Who will be next?" Suddenly, a nameless voice came, and he was just looking at the people who were choosing who would play by drawing lots.

His eyes were dull, and there was even a faint smile on his pale face, but just like this, it made people even more speechless.

"Don't fight, you are so good, what the hell." A group of people cursed and dispersed, but most of the people's unkind eyes were directed at the swordsman.

Seeing the group of casual cultivators disperse, Wuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed as the swordsman said. He was injured, but it was not too serious, but it could not be ignored completely.

Even if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Wuming clearly knows that the reason why he is famous is because of his extraordinary talent, and does not represent his true combat power.

Coupled with the "tailor-made" rules for him by the immortal forces, his situation has become extremely bad. In order to prevent those powerful and terrifying people like Xing Yue from taking action against him, he can only

He chose to hide his clumsiness, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to win so easily today.

Because since the battle with Xing Yue ended, he faced the enemy with a seriously injured body. He could easily deal with the opponents he encountered, and none of them were very difficult.

However, his extraordinary keen insight allowed him to know that there was an opponent no less powerful than Xing Yue in the crowd, who had been watching him eagerly, and there was even someone who wanted to take action.

But in the end, when they saw that his vomiting of blood was getting worse, they all retreated in unison. They all seemed to be like swordsmen and felt that defeating an injured man was not something to be proud of.

Strong men are all proud, and it was because Wuming had noticed this that he was safe and sound until now. Otherwise, how could he have won so easily?

"Since there is no one, I will go down and fight again tomorrow!" Wuming weakly waved his hands to everyone.

And just when he was leaving the field, Qingyue's bells also started to ring loudly. At this point, the first day of competition could be considered to have come to an end.

Wuming defeated all the heroes and ended today's competition with supreme grace. Even because of him, the other four arenas stopped competing, causing a considerable impact.

However, the elders of the immortal forces could only smash their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs, because they were all treated by Wuming in a very important way, and they never thought that Wuming would be so strong, and Wuming would be so powerful.

One person is invincible, he is simply a monster!
Chapter completed!