My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1526: My Name Is Xiao Leng, a Nameless Man!
This person was the first to step onto the stage, instantly causing a sensation, with many people loudly cheering.
The young man’s face also showed a look of pride; after all, young people like to be in the limelight.
But at this moment, a shadow flashed, and another person also stepped onto the platform where the young man stood.
"Hmm?"
The young man’s expression suddenly turned stern as he looked at the person, only to see it was a middle-aged man with a serious look.
"Who are you?" the young man asked.
"You’re not worthy to know my name," the middle-aged man replied indifferently.
The young man immediately became furious, saying harshly, "After a fight, you’ll know whether I’m worthy to know your name."
As he finished speaking, the young man suddenly let out a tiger’s roar and fiercely rushed toward the middle-aged man.
His speed was very fast, whipping up gusts of wind, reaching the middle-aged man instantly, and then his hands formed into claws like tiger claws, striking fiercely at the middle-aged man’s throat with great venom!
"Hmph!"
The middle-aged man just snorted coldly. When the young man was only three inches from him, he finally struck, thrusting one finger forward abruptly, with a hissing sound, Gang Qi shot out.
Pfft!
This Gang Qi immediately pierced through the young man’s palm, causing blood to spurt wildly.
"Ah..."
The young man screamed, his body flipping violently backward at this moment.
The middle-aged man, however, was relentless, a cold light flashing in his eyes as he moved like a phantom, arriving before the young man.
Bang!
A punch was thrown.
The young man from the Fierce Tiger Sect was directly blasted off the stage, smashing a large pit into the distant ground, and passed out unconscious.
Hiss...
Many people gasped.
This middle-aged man looked very powerful!
However, Xiao Zheng was not concerned at all.
For him now, battles below the Martial Saint level held no attraction.
Clearly, these current fights were just appetizers, and presumably, those entering the stage now had no intention of becoming the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch; they just wanted to take this opportunity to show their face and demonstrate their strength before everyone. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
On such a stage, if one could be remembered by the crowd, one would truly be famous worldwide; it’s a shortcut to fame.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man’s performance caused many to cheer, and there was also a barely detectable smile on the stern middle-aged man’s face.
Such battles frequently occurred on various platforms in the following time, with some stepping onto the stage and others being knocked down.
This went on for about two hours.
Suddenly.
There was a startled exclamation from the crowd.
A figure appeared on the platform.
It was a man who appeared young, holding a thin and sharp longsword, with sharp eyes. He stood quietly on the platform without any movement, but it seemed as if he had become a longsword himself, with Sword Qi soaring into the sky, fierce and unmatched!
Flying Swordman!
This was one of the legendary figures participating in the Martial Artists’ Tournament.
Flying Swordman’s opponent was a burly man with a scruffy beard, naked from the waist up. At this moment, his body was trembling, and his eyes filled with fear, almost crying. He never imagined he would encounter such an opponent!
"Will you step down yourself, or shall I make you?" Flying Swordman glanced at this man and said blandly.
The bearded man didn’t hesitate and jumped off the platform, fleeing without a fight.
No one laughed at him, as his opponent was Flying Swordman, an incredibly powerful figure even among the Martial Saints!
Meanwhile, everyone realized that this marked the real beginning of the Martial Artists’ Tournament now that a Martial Saint had taken the stage!
In the stands, the likes of Xuanyin Monk and other big figures opened their eyes with a hint of interest in them.
And Xiao Zheng, a smile sharp as a blade appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Finally, it began!
"Hahaha..."
At this moment, a long laugh echoed through the sky, followed by another figure soaring into the air, landing on another platform.
Everyone looked over and was taken aback.
It was a robust man like an Iron Tower!
At that time, this man was wearing a big red dress with finely embroidered small flowers on it, which was completely a woman’s dress.
Among those present, only one person would dress like this, and that was Tu Lanhua!
His embroidery needle skills were remarkable, easily piercing through steel.
"These terrifying figures surely appear one by one; next will be these monsters’ stage, completely unrelated to us." Someone sighed.
Sure enough.
In the following time.
One by one, Martial Saint level figures stepped onto the platform.
In no time, nine Martial Saints occupied nine platforms, standing there like nine Ancient Divine Mountains, cold and strong, giving an invincible feeling.
On the large Sealing Altar, among thousands of Martial Artists, no one dared to challenge these people since they were all Martial Saints. When they stepped onto the platforms, they had already become candidates for the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.
No one could knock them off the platform.
Xuanyin Monk smiled slightly at this moment and said, "If no one steps up to challenge, I’ll announce this contest to select candidates for the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch as over. Do any of you object?"
No one answered.
Everyone tacitly agreed.
After all, these were top Martial Saints, and no one could defeat them.
Suddenly.
In this silent moment of thousands, Xiao Zheng smiled and walked toward the platform.
"Perhaps, I might take on a challenge." As he said this, Xiao Zheng had already reached the platform.
He chose Flying Swordman as his opponent.
Swish!
At that moment, countless gazes focused on Xiao Zheng; everyone was astonished, who was this person? How had they never seen him before? Could he be some hidden master?
"Who are you?" Flying Swordman also slightly frowned, asking.
Xiao Zheng smiled faintly and said, "Xiao Leng, a nobody."
On the platform, Zhong Genshuo saw this scene and his eyes widened in shock. He even rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Damn." Zhong Genshuo murmured to himself, "Am I seeing things? Isn’t this the person I chatted with earlier? Could he actually be a Martial Saint?"
Thinking of this, Zhong Genshuo couldn’t help but shiver. Thinking of the foolish things he said in front of this person. If the other party disliked it, they might slap him to death!
On the platform, Flying Swordman’s eyes were sharp as he looked at Xiao Zheng, only speaking after a while, "Whether you are unknown or famous doesn’t matter. Since you want to challenge me, I’ll give you a chance; you make the first move."
