C12 Great power

After an incense's time had passed, Zheng Xuanfeng still hadn't recovered. The Zheng Clan members were already sitting there, and it could be said that they had exhausted all of their energy.

"Zheng Xuanfeng, you are allowed to go rest. After you have rested, I will allow you to continue your fifty-sixth match." The Luo Family's elder said while gnashing his teeth.

He had to compromise. There were so many people waiting below the arena. All the other arenas were filled with victories, yet he didn't have a single one. Moreover, the good show of the Luo Clan's Patriarch was still waiting for him. We can't stay here any longer.

"Alright." Zheng Xuanfeng awoke from his meditation. He was supported by the Zheng Family.

"Who's going to challenge Zheng Heng?" Zheng Xuanfeng had gone down, and the Zheng Clan disciples who had taken the stage earlier had become the first in the next round.

Just as the Luo Clan's elder finished his words, someone jumped onto the stage and the two of them began to fight …

"Brother, I will never forget the ancient martial arts for saving my life." Gu Wu laid on the bed and looked at the young man in front of him with gratitude.

He fell to the ground, unable to get up. Only this young man before him was able to lift him up and save him. This kindness caused him to be grateful.

"Gu Wu, do you know who I am? My name is Qiao Nan. " The youth said with a smile. The young man who saved Gu Wu was Qiao Nan.

"Qiao Nan? You are the Heaven Martial Marquis? " Gu Wu was excited as he did not expect the young man in front of him to be the Heaven Martial Lord.

Ever since Qiao Nan arrived in Tianwu County, it had been difficult for others to not know about his series of actions, especially the abolishment of the city entrance fee and the four generals hanging corpses.

"Alright, you can stay here and recuperate. I need to go back." Qiao Nan placed the Ancient Martial Arts in an inn and went straight back to the Luo Family's training grounds.

At this moment, the Luo Family's Martial Arts Practice Field was in full swing as they competed against each other. Currently, there were three victors: the one from the Luo Family, one from the Zheng Family, one from the Ma Family, one from the Xiao Family, and two who weren't from the Four Great Clans.

It had already been eight hundred consecutive victories, which undoubtedly pushed the atmosphere to the peak.

"Luo Hao won ninety-nine matches. Who's going to be the next one?" In arena number 7, Luo Hao kicked his opponent off the stage. He had already obtained 99 victories. As long as he could obtain another victory, he would be able to advance to the next level.

Luo Zheng was all smiles as he looked in their direction. The Luo Family already had three people qualified. Adding Luo Hao, there would be four. As for the other three clans, they only had one person qualified.

"Allow me." Just as a disciple of the Luo Clan was about to step up to send off his hundredth head, he saw a young man jumping onto the stage with a broadsword on his back.

"It's him, it really is this lecher." When the girls saw Qiao Nan appear on the stage, they gritted their teeth in anger, wishing that they could immediately rush up and kill him.

"Don't worry, I'll make things difficult for him in a bit." Qin pair of eyes looked at Qiao Nan gloomily as he spoke indifferently.

"Could it be that the Heavenly Star Sect has a grudge with Qiao Nan?" Luo Zheng, who was seated beside them, could clearly hear their whispers.

You're asking for death, don't blame me.

He was still unable to find an excuse to deal with Qiao Nan. Now that he had a grudge with the Heavenly Star Sect, he could make use of this opportunity to deal with Qiao Nan.

"Your Lordship, swords have no eyes and fear of injuring Your Lordship." "Although the Martial Competition is the responsibility of the Luo Clan, it is actually the matter of the Heavenly Star Sect. The Luo Clan cannot interfere, otherwise the Marquis will be promoted to the next rank. Luo Zheng will apologize to the Marquis first." Luo Zheng sat there, a fake smile on his face. He didn't act like he was going to apologize at all.

Luo Zheng's words merely meant that even if you, Qiao Nan, were to die in the arena, it would have nothing to do with our Luo Family. Firstly, I have reminded you that this is a matter of the Heavenly Star Sect.

"The Luo Family is going to make a move against Qiao Nan."

The moment they heard Luo Zheng, they knew what he was going to do. They did not stop him but Qiao Nan's death would not harm them at all.

A few women from the Heavenly Star Sect were still young and did not understand the meaning behind Luo Zheng's words. However, Qiao Nan could hear everything clearly.

"The Luo Family wants to openly get rid of me here? "Very well, I shall see exactly what sort of method your Luo Family has." Qiao Nan pretended to not understand the meaning behind his words and said: "Luo Family's Patriarch is too polite, fists and feet have no eyes, how can you blame it on Luo Family?"

"Since the marquis insisted on it, Luo Zheng will no longer stop him. I wish him a hundred victories in a row." Luo Zheng laughed sinisterly, he did not expect Qiao Nan to jump into his trap of his own initiative.

Everything had gone smoothly, and even if they had to beat Qiao Nan to death on the stage, no one would say anything, after all, they had already said so much.

"Alright, Luo Hao against Qiao Nan, let the battle begin." The Luo Family elder sneered.

Luo Hao was at the ninth level of the Qi Hai realm, so it would be easy for him to deal with a popinjay. They didn't understand why a person with crippled cultivation would dare to participate in a martial competition here.

If Luo Hao could successfully kill Qiao Nan, then everything would be perfect. Not only could he cause trouble, he could also improve, killing two birds with one stone.

The Luo Family's elder couldn't help but think about this in his heart. However, reality soon gave him a resounding slap on the face.

When Luo Hao saw the elder gently nod his head, he made a slicing motion with his palm and immediately understood what the elder meant.

Luo Hao said with a cruel smile. In his opinion, dealing with a piece of trash was a piece of cake.

"There is no marquis here, accept your death."

Luo Hao waved the long sword in his hand. The sword light was as fast as lightning and it pierced towards Qiao Nan's throat. Luo Hao wanted to leave a perfect end to his hundred battle.

To be able to seal the throat with a single sword, and that was without a doubt a perfect explanation for the competition.

Luo Hao smiled, in his opinion, Qiao Nan was dead for sure.

"Luo Hao is powerful and has a cultivation base at the ninth level of the Qi Hai realm. This sword attack is going to end the Marquis' life!"

"Not to mention, he is only at the third level of the Qi Hai realm, and he has been crippled. Even if he were to train for another ten to eight years, he might not even be able to withstand Luo Hao's sword attack."

Everyone below the stage were staring at Luo Hao's sword, no one believed that Qiao Nan had a chance of surviving. Although this sword seemed simple, it was actually extremely powerful, fast, accurate, ruthless, and aimed at the vital parts of his body.

Even the people in the other arenas all stopped their fights at the same time and stared at arena number 7. It was not because he thought that their battle would be exciting, but because he felt that this moment was of great significance, at least for Tianwu County.

A marquis who had just risen to prominence in Tianwu County was going to die just like that. How could he miss such a historical and dramatic scene?

In the blink of an eye, the sword arrived. It went straight for Qiao Nan's throat.

Qiao Nan finally started moving, the broadsword in his hand lightly thrust forward, just as Luo Hao's sword was about to pierce into Qiao Nan's throat, Qiao Nan arrived later, and actually thrusted towards the side of Luo Hao's sword.

The force exerted on the sword made Luo Hao's sword change direction. Luo Hao was surprised. He didn't expect a foppish black sheep to break his sword.

"It must be a coincidence. This guy must have met a dead mouse." Luo Hao thought. This was the most reasonable way for him.

Luo Hao's sword tip changed, as a few Sword Qi burst out, Qiao Nan used the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique, with a series of muffled thunder sounds, lightning appeared, instantly engulfing the Sword Qi.

Without hesitation, Qiao Nan used the time when Luo Hao had already used all his strength to slash his broadsword down.

"Drip, drip."

Fresh blood flowed down from the edge of Qiao Nan's sword.

Qiao Nan did not use his Mortal Realm strength. He fought against Luo Hao with the same strength of a 9th level Qi Hai warrior, but he completely lost against Luo Hao.

"What?" Luo Hao lost? "

"Luo Hao actually lost to Qiao Nan?"

Everyone was shocked.

The one who should have had his throat slashed was Qiao Nan, but the one who was on the ground was Luo Hao, whom they had high hopes for.

Face slapping, it was an undisguised slap to the face.

Luo Zheng was so angry that his face turned ashen. The steel ball he was playing with in his hand was crushed into pieces. He never thought that Qiao Nan actually had the strength to defeat Luo Hao.

The key point was that he had already said that swords had no eyes, and now that he had dug the hole, he actually jumped in.

Luo Zheng could only bear with it and endure this loss.