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Chapter 1907 Battle

"The Martial Fighting Platform is a place specially opened for fighting in Jubao Villa!" Mo Daoran explained.

"There are a lot of people gathered here. Once there are too many people, friction will inevitably arise. So in order to prevent private fights, Jubao Villa specially opened a ring to solve the grudges between each other. If something happens on the ring, everything has nothing to do with Jubao Villa!"

"That's it!" Li Zhao rubbed his chin, then nodded, "Okay, let's go to the fighting platform!"

Hearing this, Ling Shuangjian's pupils shrank again, and the expression on his face became solemn.

How could this kid be so decisive? With Mo Daoran and Ning Yurou here, he could not have known his strength, but he still had to fight with him.

Could it be that he was sent by Mo Daoran to test his strength?

Thinking of this, Ling Shuangjian became nervous again.

But now that things have come to this point, he cannot refuse, otherwise he would be too embarrassed by the Qingyin Palace!

After having an idea, Ling Shuangjian also sneered and said, "Since that's the case, then wait for death. In half an hour, the Fighting Platform will be waiting for you!"

After the words came to an end, Ling Shuang Jian turned around and left.

Seeing that the two of them responded, everyone around became excited and hurried to the fighting platform.

Seeing Ling Shuang Jian's back, Li Zhao also narrowed his eyes, then turned his head to look at Mo Daoran.

"Be careful!" Mo Daoran said, his face slightly unnatural.

"This Lingshuang Sword is very strange. According to principles, he is a middle-grade rank, and I am a low-grade rank. He can crush me to death with one slap, but he doesn't take action. It's obvious that he is hiding something, so you should be careful!" Li Zhao explained.

Mo Daoran frowned and looked at Li Zhao deeply without refuting.

Li Zhao chuckled, walked forward with a big strode, and muttered as he walked, "When fighting, you have to bet, you have to bet, you have to bet, you have to get some normal bets, you can change to a larger room, and you can sleep more comfortably at night, hehehe!"

Hearing this, everyone behind him froze and a look of astonishment appeared on their faces. Could it be that Li Zhao provocatively wanted to fight Ling Shuangjian just to change the house?

For a moment, Zhao Shuyuan and the others were so angry that they were itchy. Could it be that he was so reluctant to stay in the same room as him?

However, Li Zhao had already left here and went to the fighting stage, and the few people followed quickly.

The fighting stage at this moment is very lively, and there are people who dislike each other or who want to have some competition to fight there.

Many people watched around, carefully watching the situation there, and even pointed at the situation on the field.

Li Zhao soon appeared next to the fighting stage and his eyes were on the stage.

At this moment, a pair of people were having fun on the stage.

Although the moves are sharp, they are not fatal. After a few moves, the two of them also bowed, which was considered a peaceful ending.

The fighting platform was also vacant.

Li Zhao's eyes glanced at the crowd, and when he saw that Ling Shuang's sword had appeared, he also sneered, then turned over and leaped on the fighting stage.

The fighting platform is very wide and the foundation is very strong. There is a faint formation flowing around it. It is obviously blessed and specially used for combat.

When I saw someone jumping onto the fighting stage, many people were immediately excited and there was another good show!

Li Zhao walked around the stage, then turned his head to look at Ling Shuangjian below the stage, and said with a smile, "Ling Shuangjian, come up, don't you want to teach me a lesson and challenge me?"

Hearing this, Ling Shuangjian's face changed slightly. Li Zhao actually said that he wanted to challenge him. What qualifications does he have to let him challenge him?

"Hmph!" Ling Shuangjian snorted coldly, "Are you qualified to challenge me?"

"What? What you mean is that you don't want to challenge me anymore?" Li Zhao sneered and shook his head slowly. "There are many people who will use the fighting platform next. If you retreat in the last battle, forget it. If you want to fight, come up!"

"You!" Ling Shuangjian was a little angry. He didn't expect that this kid would take action so quickly and directly provoke a battle. He looked like he was afraid that the world would be in chaos and took the limelight.

But the matter of fighting was indeed decided before, so Ling Shuang Jian didn't have much to say at this moment. He immediately spread his wings behind him and quickly appeared on the fighting stage.

"Since you want to fight me, I will satisfy your wish and solve you easily. It's just a matter of raising your hands!" Ling Shuang Jian said coldly, and for a moment, his domineering aura leaked, causing many girls around to see the eyes of brilliant girls.

"Oh my God, this senior brother from Qingyin Hall is so handsome!"

"Yes, look at the wings behind you. They are so strong!"

"I heard that this competition was to vent his junior sister's anger. Unexpectedly, this senior brother has such a strong desire to protect himself, and he is so handsome!"

Similarly, someone in the audience recognized Li Zhao, who was from the Emei Sect.

The first time she saw Li Zhao, she was excited. She quickly turned around, rushed out of the crowd, and prepared to go back to find her senior sister.

Li Zhao stood on the stage, but in fact, among this group of martial arts people, it was the first time that Li Zhao made a serious appearance.

Although he had appeared last time in Kunlun, he said it carefully that the people who practiced martial arts knew him.

But in the real martial arts world, the strongest one is the group of people who cultivate immortals. They are the highest existences in this martial arts world. At this moment, Li Zhao is just an unknown boy.

Seeing someone dared to challenge the senior brother of Qingyin Hall, those people sneered.

"Come on!" Li Zhao didn't say anything nonsense, raised his hand and waved to Ling Shuang's sword, "I want to see how you are going to deal with me!"

"Hmph, you're over your ability!" Ling Shuangjian snorted coldly, too lazy to say anything to Li Zhao. In his eyes, Li Zhao was just a clown. Although he was lucky and had reached the lower level of rank, everyone knew that the difference between the lower level of rank and the middle level of rank was very different!

When he reached the final stage of his cultivation, the gap between each step was like a gap and could not be crossed, so he was not worried at all!

Seeing Li Zhao jumping in front of him, Ling Shuang Jian sneered, and the spiritual power on his body instantly emerged, and he rushed towards Li Zhao directly.

The powerful spiritual power changed the faces of the people below the stage, but because of the formation on the ring, everyone could not directly feel the strength of the Ling Shuang Sword. It was precisely because of this reason that the Ling Shuang Sword specially chose Li Zhao to teach Li Zhao a lesson on the ring.

In his opinion, teaching Li Zhao a lesson was only a matter of minutes, so he was not worried at all, and just slammed it with one palm.
Chapter completed!
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