You have a good chance, I accept it.

"What's going on? Why did both of you guys quit?"

The Dark Night Sword Maniac turned green after forcing the violent maniac in front of him to retreat with a sword.

When he was about to get back his previous shame, he received news that his two companions had already left here.

This made him extremely angry. Two idiots, all idiots, what a shitty genius, they were scared away without even the so-called courage.

I am a genius, a peerless genius.

A genius can only die standing up, never live on his knees, and it is even more impossible for him to be scared by the enemy and not even have the courage to fight.

Anyway, there are still places. Since both of you have left, I can do it alone.

After silently cheering himself up, just as he was about to continue the fight, he found a pair of eyes silently staring at him.

He couldn't help but turn around and look, only to see Ye Lin standing in the distance and looking at him calmly.

"This look... this look..."

Looking at Ye Lin's calm eyes, the sword maniac felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

He had only seen such a look in Jian Wushuang, a look that looked down on everything and regarded all living beings as ants.

That was confidence, absolute confidence, and only absolute confidence and absolute invincibility could produce that aura and that look.

Thinking of this, Jian Kuang immediately communicated with the competition field without thinking and left.

After watching Jian Kuang look at him and leave decisively, Ye Lin was full of question marks and puzzled.

Without an opponent, An Ye, who was in a violent state, suddenly stood in place, and then the aura around him gradually dissipated, and finally returned to its original state.

He knelt on the ground and gasped.

Ye Lin and Dongfang Shenming came behind An Ye.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."

An Ye whispered, his tone full of apology.

"It's okay. We're in a team, so you're our teammate. We're good friends."

"It seems that you're obsessed with Jian Kuang, otherwise you wouldn't go berserk after just meeting him. When we get out this time, I'll kill him."

After helping An Ye up, Dongfang Shenming said with a firm look in his eyes, and An Ye nodded heavily.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

An Ye looked at Ye Lin and said embarrassedly.

"Nothing."

Ye Lin waved his hand casually.

"But I'm curious about who Jian Wushuang is? What's his origin?"

Ye Lin asked curiously. Jian Wushuang, who he just heard from that guy, aroused his curiosity.

"Jian Wushuang, the number one prodigy in the Hundred Cities Alliance, five thousand miles away from us. Countless prodigies have taken his sword and are proud of it."

"There's a saying that goes, those who can take Jian Wushuang's sword can be called prodigies."

After Dongfang Shenming finished speaking, Ye Lin touched his chin thoughtfully.

After hearing this, this guy seems to be quite strong.

He wanted to fight with the so-called Jian Wushuang.

"Daoyou, if you have a chance, after you get the quota for the Sky Realm this time, you can go to the Hundred Cities Alliance to find Jian Wushuang."

The Eastern God patted Ye Lin's shoulder and said solemnly. He had seen Ye Lin's fight with Wang Beichen just now.

Ye Lin scared Wang Beichen away without even making a move, which also shows that Ye Lin's strength is very strong, so strong that Wang Beichen was desperate.

"Well, I really want to see this so-called Jian Wushuang."

"Haha, if you have a chance, if you have a chance."

Unlike the laughter and joy here, outside the central area, the three people gathered together in silence with dusty faces.