Chapter 80: Struggle for the Lords

At this moment, Tang Ao glanced and noticed the martial arts platform behind the ring.
On the martial arts platform, there were more than a dozen young people sitting next to these young people respectfully, and a few people who seemed to be dressed as servants.
"Are these young people the heirs of City Lord He Fengyuan?" Tang Ao whispered to himself.
"Yes, in order to strengthen his own power, City Lord He Fengyuan married many big clans, or women from big families, so basically every son of the City Lord has the shadow of the major forces behind him." Tang Ao was beside him. Young people also echo the Tao.
"Then what are the special features of each heir?" Tang Ao asked the young man beside him for advice.
"The most promising part of the battle for city owners is He Yuanze, the eldest son, He Yuanchao, the ninth son, and He Yuanyi, the thirteenth son." The young man seemed to know these gossips very well, and he was very happy when he talked about these things.
"Are these young masters from other sects or family backgrounds?" Tang Ao asked incomprehensibly.
"It's basically the same, but the power behind He Yuanze is the Su family of Mingcheng, the power behind He Yuanchao is the Tianyuezong, and the thirteenth son He Yuanyi is behind the Heavenly Star Saint Sect. Although the other heirs have Background, but compared to these three, they are all weaker." The young man talked freely.
"Dare to ask your honorific name?" Tang Ao arched his hand at the young man beside him.
"Don't dare to be, Lei Liang is one of the best wind agents in this city of Waterdrops." Lei Liang bowed his hands and replied.
It turned out to be a wind agent who specializes in inquiries, Tang Ao's heart was stunned, and he asked, "Isn't there any of the descendants of the city lord of Shuizhu City, who came from a poor family?"
Lei Liang was stunned. Tang Ao didn’t expect Tang Ao to ask such a strange question, but he still answered,
There is, for example, how Fengyuan’s seventeen son He Lin was the son of He Fengyuan who was drunk with a maid, and the rest was gone. ."
"That's him!" Tang Ao's eyes burst into light.
"You have practiced this top martial art to the level of extraordinary transformation!" At this time, there was an unbelievable voice from the stage, and the swordsmen on the stage were retreating steadily. They were obviously invincible, and they let out a surprised cry.
When the knives on the stage were retreating, his heart was also regaining his thoughts. He practiced swords for decades, and his awakened life souls were all life souls related to knives, and his understanding of knives was very high. In terms of comprehension, this swordsman is also dull. He has been practicing superior swordsmanship for more than a few years, but he has only practiced his swordsmanship to the level of proficiency. There is still a long way to go before the realm of supernatural transformation.
The swordsman was also very excited. Fighting against the forty-something old fox, the swordsman, could not let the wind fall, and even showed the trend of victory. How can he not make the swordsman happy? This old swordsman can leave a trap when he raises his hand, but the swordsman uses his rich experience to resolve the traps one by one, making the swordsman very excited.
The swordsman gradually mastered the fighting rhythm in his own hands, almost chasing the swordsman before fighting again, causing the latter to retreat steadily, but the swordsman did not dare to chase too fiercely, lest an old swordsman would accidentally be caught.
Above the ring, watch Wutai.
"Brother Sixteen, the swordsman you hired is too old. It doesn't matter if he is too old. Kung Fu doesn't look very good." He Yuanze looked at He Yuanzhang who was sitting on the side and gave a frivolous smile. .
He Yuanzhang's face was pale, his mother was the second daughter of the first and second-rate clan in Anlecheng, certainly not as good as the Su family from He Yuanze, and the only warrior he could find was this old swordsman who was over 40.
"Hmph, the outcome is undivided, it's useless if you say more now." He Yuanzhang retorted unconvincedly. Although the old swordsman had been losing streak, he still had a glimmer of hope for the old swordsman.
He Yuanzhang remembered his mother's request. This old swordsman was one of the best masters in his mother's family. He had rich combat experience and would definitely be able to get a good name for himself.
"Hehe, really stubborn." He Yuanze smiled disdainfully, "If this old man can beat the swordsman of my Su family, I, He Yuanze, can carry shoes for you in the future, hahaha!"
Listening to He Yuanze's frivolous laughter, He Yuanzhang's expression became even more ashen.
On the stage of watching Wushu, the rest of the children laughed at He Yuanzhang’s disdain and disdain. Seeing He Yuanzhang’s failure, everyone was a little gloating, but the seventeenth son He Lin was silent and his expression was sober. He Yuanzhang's face showed sympathy.
Above the arena, the swordsman and swordsman’s tricks have reached the highest point. Everyone in the audience is fascinated by the sight, and each puts their minds into it. They dare not even make exclamations. Everyone is breathing. Very hurried.
Most of the people present were three or four-tiered martial artists in the body forging realm. This realm was already the most common realm on the Xuanhuang Continent. Facing the battles of the peak warriors of the body forging realm on the stage, they also saw the clouds as fog, and only felt that The fighting between the two was like dancing on the tip of a knife, which made them dizzy.
On the arena, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light emerges.
The sword light is obviously much more than the sword aura, but this does not mean that the swordsman is sure to win, the swordsman is obviously at a disadvantage, and he has to wield more swords to take down the swordsman's sword moves.
Tang Ao shook his head, the general situation was set, and the knife man was about to lose without accident.
The figure of the swordsman is like a ghost, and the sword is ordered in an orderly manner. The swordsman is also exhausted to deal with it. His physical strength is fast passing, and the speed of swinging the sword is getting slower and slower, obviously showing exhaustion.
The swordsman's swing speed was getting slower and slower. In the end, he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't keep up with the swordsman's speed. In the near future, he would definitely fail on the spot.
"Brother Sixteen, now, do you have anything else to say?" He Yuanze asked proudly looking at He Yuanzhang, who was pale.
"Hmph, the warrior you raised is really despicable, and you want to wait for my swordsman to be exhausted and defeated. He has the ability to let the two of them head-on." He Yuanzhang retorted unconvinced.
"Cut! The winner is king, the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you lose. What's embarrassing to admit, hahaha." He Yuanze burst into laughter when he saw that his domestic swordsman was about to win.
The swordsman and the swordsman had gone through thousands of moves, and the swordsman finally couldn't support it, but remembering his wife's request, he still clenched his teeth and persisted. Consume this swordsman a lot and do his best for the next battle.
Being suppressed by the swordsman for a long time has caused the swordsman to consume more physical strength. Even if the swordsman has experienced many battles, his mood begins to panic at this time.
"Drink!" The swordsman let out a burst of shouts, seeing that the aura on the swordsman's body was getting weaker and weaker, so he started a crazy attack!