Chapter 1377 Indistinguishable From Real and Fake!

Chapter 1377

"Quickly back off!"

At this moment, a loud shout came. Patriarch Xuanyin stood opposite, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. Gui Xiao was chosen by him, and now that he lost, Wang Chong's "slap" is no different from slapping him in the face.

"good!"

"Young Master Qingyang! You really deserve to be Young Master Qingyang!"

"That fake on the other side, hurry up and run away with your tail between your legs!"

...

After a short period of silence, the entire Righteous Qi League side suddenly erupted into sky-high cheers. Earlier, three masters of the Zhengqi League were defeated by the Five Ancestors League one after another, and everyone was so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe, and their faces were dull. However, revenge does not last overnight, this time everyone seized the opportunity and immediately mocked the Five Patriarchs League mercilessly.

In an instant, Patriarch Xuanyin's face became even uglier.

"asshole!"

But in the Five Patriarchs League, the real Young Master Qingyang clenched his fists in his sleeves when he heard these words, his face flushed with anger. Obviously the real Mr. Qingyang is here, but the crowd is cheering for the "Xibeihuo" on the opposite side, and they are also called "Mr. Qingyang". There is nothing more absurd than this in the world.

"Young master, this person is not simple!"

Suddenly, a voice as thin as a mosquito came from beside my ear. Behind Young Master Qingyang, the personal guard who had been inseparable from him all this time also spoke. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his right hand was pressed on the treasured sword on his waist, and there were bursts of dangerous murderous aura in his body.

The meaning of his existence is to protect Young Master Qingyang, whoever is unfavorable to Young Master, whoever is disrespectful to Young Master will die!

"I underestimated him!"

Master Qingyang suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

Originally, I thought that if I followed the ancestor Xuanyin here to see the fake, if I confronted him face to face, the other party would definitely retreat. But obviously, he thought too simply. With this one hand alone, this person is definitely a formidable enemy, definitely not the ordinary person I imagined.

But the more so, the more he will not let the other party go.

In terms of Jingwei Wanwu, in terms of understanding of martial arts in the world, he will never lose to anyone.

"Let me see how long you can pretend in front of everyone!"

In the blink of an eye, an extremely piercing gleam flashed in Young Master Qingyang's eyes.

"Buzz!"

All around, the crowd was buzzing. This battle involved the Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestors League, as well as the well-known Young Master Qingyang in the sect circles. Everyone came here with the mentality of watching a show. But now, with the complicated and confusing "plot", everyone is unknowingly drawn into it.

"The talents of these two people are simply frightening, but... who is the real Young Master Qingyang!"

In the entire area, a pair of eyes looked at Wang Chong in the crowd, and at the young people in the Five Ancestor Alliance opposite, and an irresistible thought came to mind.

"Old Ancestor Xuanyin, you have already seen it, so is there anything else you want to say?"

Song Yuanyi finally opened his mouth and looked at Patriarch Xuanyin opposite, without the slightest expression on his face.

"Hey, the matter is not over yet, Song Yuanyi, why are you in a hurry? Or, in front of the world, you Zhengqi League can't afford to lose?"

Patriarch Xuanyin smiled strangely and said aggressively.

Song Yuanyi was noncommittal.

"Hey, this thing is getting interesting now."

Patriarch Xuanyin smiled strangely, with a cruel look in his eyes:

"Next, Alliance Leader Song and I will each select a master of the Imperial Martial Realm for you. Don't worry, neither Alliance Leader Song nor I will play tricks on this matter. Their strength must be at the same level. However, I will tell you in advance , in the ensuing battle, whoever of you loses is the fake Young Master Qingyang, and whoever has to die!"

"Shua!"

Hearing these words, Wang Chong didn't say anything yet, but Young Master Qingyang's face suddenly changed slightly. Patriarch Xuanyin had never said these words to him before.

"Hey, everyone in the world knows that Mr. Qingyang has a long history of martial arts, and he knows martial arts like the palm of his hand. He always guides the opponent in fighting. The loser is undoubtedly a fake."

As the ancestor Xuanyin said, his eyes were gloomy, and he swept back and forth between Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang:

"In front of so many people, you dare to fool me and President Song, don't you think you can leave alive?"

"Ancestor Xuanyin, you really have bad intentions! However, I will not lose!"

With his hands behind his back and his sleeves fluttering, Wang Chong spoke confidently.

Although Young Master Qingyang has "thousands of martial arts", to Wang Chong, he may have seen more martial arts, but it may not be as thorough as Young Master Qingyang's research. What's more, Wang Chong also has the "Essence of Qi", which is the ability master Xiedi old man comprehended from the Thousand Qi Sea Art.

No matter what kind of opponent he is, he can find the key "hub" and the flaws in his body from the flow of the opponent's stellar energy.

In this regard, Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang actually have similarities.

"Hey, kid, you really have the guts!"

Patriarch Xuanyin showed his sharp white teeth and smiled sinisterly.

"Hmph, then come on! I am Master Qingyang, no one can fake it!"

Young Master Qingyang was somewhat hesitant at first. Although his vision was high, his strength was not high. Facing a sect giant of the level of Patriarch Xuanyin, he was more or less jealous. But being provoked by Wang Chong, he immediately couldn't care less.

"OK!"

Hearing what the two said, Patriarch Xuanyin laughed out loud.

"President Song, do you have any objections?"

"Everything will be done according to the opinions of the ancestors!"

Song Yuanyi said noncommittally, since it has already started, it must continue no matter what.

All around, the crowd was whispering, and their eyes kept wandering between Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang.

"I don't know who will win between the two of them?"

At this moment, everyone is very interested in the competition between the two. No matter who the fake is, just because he has been able to compete with Young Master Qingyang until now, this person is not an ordinary person.

Xuanyin Patriarch and Song Yuanyi quickly selected two experts from the Zhengqi League and the Five Patriarchs League. Exactly the same, but this gap is definitely small enough to be ignored.

"start!"

Following an order, Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang both stepped onto the battlefield. At that moment, all the people around them were watching. The idle warriors who were watching the excitement also put away their smiles.

For this upcoming battle, everyone is full of expectations, and the loser will end their lives in full view. This is not as simple as a game anymore, and no one can laugh anymore.

And following the fight between Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang, the two masters from the Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestors League also stepped onto the battlefield.

"You made a mistake. You shouldn't have pretended to be me and got involved in the Zhengqi League. Even I can't help you now."

Young Master Qingyang looked at the other side and said solemnly.

"oh?"

Wang Chong frowned slightly when he heard this, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Regardless of other things for the time being, the fact that Young Master Qingyang was able to say these words made him feel a little more favorable.

"Don't worry, I won't lose!"

Wang Chong smiled casually.

"Hmph, really stubborn!"

Young Master Qingyang gritted his teeth, his complexion suddenly darkened a lot:

"In that case, I will fulfill you!"

The atmosphere around was tense all of a sudden.

Not to mention Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang, under the watchful eyes of everyone, two masters from the Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestors League walked slowly into the battlefield. Even more tense.

After all, Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang were just talking on the sidelines, but they really wanted to fight for their lives. The gathering of the Zhengqi League and the Five Ancestors League, no matter what the reason, was bound to be a bloody battle.

The battle started quickly, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. This time, neither Wang Chong nor Young Master Qingyang spoke, nor gave any pointers before the battle.

In the round of testing just now, both of them roughly judged the other's ability. The talents of both parties have reached this level, so there is no need to do anything extra.

"boom!"

Just when the audience around felt that the two were a little slow, the next moment, the two of them shot at the same time. They collided together, chirping, and burst out with vigor, like swords, plowing furrows on the ground. Masters at the Emperor Martial Realm are different from those at the Xuanwu Realm. Fighting at this level is much more dangerous.

Boom boom boom, before everyone could react, the two masters of the Emperor Martial Realm were like dragons and tigers, fighting fiercely together again. Fa is also approaching the extreme, all of a sudden, all the figures are seen running away, it is difficult to distinguish the figure of the two.

Everyone held their breath, and Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang were even more focused, not letting go of the slightest movement between them. This round of competition is all about eyesight.

The two people not only need to analyze their own fighter's strength level, martial arts moves, and fighting style in this short-term confrontation, but also analyze the opponent's flaws, habits, and moves.

There is only one chance, and the analysis and judgment of the two fighters will seriously affect the subsequent battle, and in the end, it will determine the life and death of the two warriors.

Unknowingly, needles could be heard all around, and pairs of eyes looked at the masters fighting in the field for a while, and then glanced back and forth between Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang.

"Young master, come on!"

In the crowd, Song Youran and Song Jue secretly clenched their fists, sweating for Wang Chong. On the other side, Ji Andu's reaction was completely different:

"Hmph, a counterfeit who doesn't know where it came from, let me see how you die in the end!"

Ji An didn't believe Wang Chong from the very beginning, but when he saw Young Master Qingyang opposite him, he became even more disbelieving. He didn't care about this battle at all. When the counterfeit met the real one, what was the result?