In the afternoon, the highly anticipated finals are about to begin.

Jiang Du met a person on his way to the martial arts arena in the imperial capital.

Silently, a small note was about to fall on Jiang Du, but Qin Ran suddenly made a move and instantly grabbed the opponent's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Qin Ran squinted her eyes, and a murderous intent slowly began to appear in her cold eyes.

Jiang Du didn't even feel anything. At this moment, Qin Ran took action, and Jiang Du realized it, looking at this old man who looked like an ordinary citizen.

"I..." The old man was speechless. He didn't expect that he would be caught on the spot when he came to post this note.

Because the two of them were walking, it only took a moment for this note to be stuck on Jiang Du's collar behind him.

Jiang Du stretched out his hand and took out the note, only to see it read: "If you lose, you will live! If you win, you will die!"

Qin Ran looked at the note and said thoughtfully: "Long family?"

The old man saw that now that he had been exposed, he simply stopped talking nonsense.

"I just want to remind this kid that there are some people he can't mess with." The old man said calmly.

Qin Ran smiled, and then lightly patted the old man's chest with his palm. Even the old man didn't react.

However, his expression changed drastically, but then became a little strange, because he felt that nothing happened to him.

"Some people are not something you can afford to offend." Qin Ran said this to the old man again, and then let go of the old man.

Several people continued to walk towards the National Martial Arts Arena.

The old man looked at the backs of several people and smiled disdainfully, "Only you, our Long family can't afford to offend you. What can I do if I am caught? Why don't you just let me go obediently without even raising a finger?"

Move me.

"I hope you recognize each other." The old man murmured to himself and continued walking forward.

But just after walking a dozen steps, his face suddenly became distorted, and the sound of explosions continued to come from his body.

"puff!"

Finally, the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breath was so weak that he was dying, and his face was extremely pale.

"Become a god!"

Looking at the disbelief in the voice, how could that young girl be in the realm of divine transformation?

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt as if his heart was about to break. He didn't dare to stay any longer and almost crawled towards the hospital not far away.

"Will he die?" Jiang Du glanced at Qin Ran and asked coldly.

"You can't run fast." Qin Ran said calmly.

Jiang Du nodded, then he probably wouldn't die.

Jiang Du took the note and looked at it again, then he laughed dumbly, rubbed his palms together, and the note burned directly and turned into a wisp of fly ash.

A martial arts arena!

Because today is the finals, I heard that the price of scalper tickets has doubled again.

Anyway, as far as Jiang Du could see, everything was human.

Before the finals, according to the procedure, the leaders of the Warriors Association and other leaders had to speak. Jiang Du silently cooperated with the staff's arrangements.

The speech begins!

We don’t dare to mention a leader, we don’t dare to talk about it.

"Everyone..."

The leader started a long speech.

One leader after another started to speak, and the speech lasted for more than an hour. Jiang Du was so sleepy that his eyelids trembled.

At this time, Liang Junshi was going crazy, the host of Liang Junshi.

"Hello everyone, this is Liangjun City TV! Liangjun City TV! After several days of exciting competitions, the National Talented Warriors League jointly organized by the National Warriors Association and the National Warriors Education Committee officially entered the finals today. Among them, the finals

Our peerless genius Jiang Du from Liangjun City will face off against the genius Long Yun from the Imperial Capital. In addition, the first match will be Shan Hui, a genius disciple from Dalin Temple in the original province, who will face off against the genius Qian Rufei from the Demon City. Jiang Du was born in a rural area.

, the family is poor, and at a young age..."

Many young people in Liangjun City do nothing today, they just lie eagerly in front of the computer, waiting for this game.

Including Internet cafes, where else are there people who play games? Even if you try to cheat now, let alone cheating, no one will hit you in heaven, because everyone is watching the live broadcast.

Soon, there were a lot of curses in the live broadcast, because the speech was really smelly and long, making people impatient to wait.

Finally, as the speech ended.

The elder of the National Wushu Association finally said loudly: "The National Talented Warriors League Finals now officially begins!"

The scene was filled with cheers, and the referee finally walked to the martial arts arena again.

"The first match, Yuan Sheng Shanhui VS Modu Qian Rufei!"

Shan Hui's face was still pale, but having come this far, there was nothing to say about giving up, so he walked steadily towards the martial arts arena.

Qian Rufei also walked up, and the two stood still, their momentum rising, but it was obvious that Shanhui was weak, and the two were not on the same level at the moment.

"You are no match for me now." Qian Rufei shook her head and said truthfully.

"Amitabha, this poor monk knows!" Shanhui said with a kind face.

"The game begins!"

Shan Hui condensed for a moment, then shouted loudly: "Suppress the devil!"

This time, the Buddha's figure in the sky was much smaller.

But before Shanhui could attack, Qian Rufei had already shouted.

"Confined by law!"

"Golden Cauldron!"

Two spells came instantly, and a huge golden tripod directly hit Shan Hui's body.

Shan Hui spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body was knocked several meters away.

But he still relied on his last bit of strength. In the sky, the illusory Buddha pointed his finger towards Qian Rufei.

"shield!"

In front of Qian Rufei, layers of shields continued to appear. In just a few seconds, dozens of earth shields had already gathered in front of Qian Rufei.

The golden fingers descended, and the earth shields were broken one by one, and the fingers were also broken.

Finally, the two offset each other, and Qian Rufei did not take action again, but just looked at Shan Hui quietly.

"Amitabha, I admit defeat and thank the donor of the money."

Shanhui said in a low voice.

Qian Rufei nodded.

"Qian Rufei wins!" the referee said loudly.

At this time, a voice appeared in the audience.

"Jiang Du!"

"Jiang Du!"

"Jiang Du!"

The voice grew from small to loud, and in the end, the whole audience was calling Jiang Du's name, and the momentum seemed to be overwhelming.

Long Yun looked at all the audience with a gloomy face, and then looked at Jiang Du.

Jiang Du raised his eyebrows and made a beheading gesture towards Long Yun.

"Hehehe..." Long Yun let out a hoarse laugh.

Then the two of them appeared on the martial arts field instantly.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the originally gloomy weather was now covered by a large dark cloud.

Drops of rain appeared in the sky.

"It's raining..."
Chapter completed!