The moment Han Zhenglin checked his leg, his heart couldn't help but turn cold.
There was no other reason other than the fact that there was a row of fine wounds on his leg.
Black lines had already spread out from the wound!
Sure enough, there was armor on Wang Ye's leg.
There were also poisonous thorns on it …
"You, you're despicable!"
Seeing this, Han Zhenglin angrily roared at Wang Ye, "What kind of hero are you to do?"
"You're really interesting. I didn't say that I was a hero!"
Looking at Han Zhenglin, Wang Ye straightened his neck and said cheekily, "Don't use the standard of a hero to judge me. I can't afford it!"
"Also, are you still not going to admit defeat?"
"You shouldn't be able to move your leg now, right?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye had a cheeky smile on his face.
Hearing this, Han Zhenglin's face changed.
He had been in the Jianghu for many years and had seen many cunning people.
However, it was the first time he met someone as shameless as Wang Ye, who had no qualms about it.
Moreover, he didn't know what kind of poison Wang Ye had smeared on his armor.
The speed of its spread was far beyond his imagination.
At this time, his poisoned leg was numb and he couldn't move at all.
"Bastard!"
At this time, Han Zhenglin roared, "Even if I'm poisoned, I won't let a despicable person like you have it easy!"
"Give me your life!"
As soon as he said this, he suddenly exerted force on his other leg.
Instantly, he was like an arrow that left the bow, fiercely rushing towards Wang Ye.
At the same time, he clenched his five fingers and slapped out.
A vigorous force rushed toward Wang Ye's face.
However, facing Han Zhenglin, who was rushing toward him, Wang Ye smiled strangely.
Han Zhenglin's arm and leg were poisoned and he couldn't move. He could only attack in a straight line and couldn't change his moves.
It was easy to deal with him now!
Thinking of this, he suddenly kicked out with his right leg.
The speed of this kick was extremely fast, like a venomous snake hunting its prey. It was extremely swift and went straight between Han Zhenglin's legs.
This was the move of the Dark Yin Leg Technique that Zhang Daoxuan had taught him, Spirit Snake Out of the Cave!
Bang!
In an instant, there was a muffled sound.
Han Zhenglin felt a sharp pain in his lower body.
The fierce palm force instantly dissipated.
Following that, his legs went soft, and with a plop, he knelt down in front of Wang Ye!
The moment Han Zhenglin fell to the ground, Wang Ye did not stop there.
He punched and kicked Han Zhenlin, who was lying on the ground, and knocked him out of the ring!
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Seeing this, the Pugilistic World guests were in an uproar.
He was wearing armor with poisonous thorns.
Her first move was a kick to the nether regions, making the opponent lose everything …
Wang Ye's actions were truly shameless to the extreme!
No one would have thought that such a shameless method of fighting would appear at the beginning of the Immortal Sword Conference!
"No …"
Looking at the scene in the ring, Bai Luhan said, "The old miser … won?"
"Nonsense …"
Hearing this, Agy said, "He knocked his opponent off the stage, isn't that a victory?"
"But why do I feel that the old miser's victory is so disgusting?"
Hearing Agy's words, Bai Luhan said.
"Don't think …"
Agy pursed his lips and said, "This old miser's victory is so disgusting …"
In normal martial arts competitions, experts from all walks of life would compete against each other, and there would be flashes of light and shadows of swords, and surging internal energy.
They fought back and forth, and it was an exciting fight.
Even if there were some with evil intentions, they would only use sneak attacks at critical moments.
It was extremely rare to see someone like Wang Ye, who used poison to provoke the nether regions, being so shameless from the beginning to the end!
Compared to Bai Luhan and Agy's reactions, Dongfang Bai's expression was extremely gloomy.
He held the Immortal Sword Conference to make a name for the Ten-thousand Swords Tower.
Under this premise, what he hoped for the most was for the various experts to fight with surging internal energy, and it would be exciting and varied.
After a competition, he would win the divine sword forged by the Ten-thousand Swords Tower.
In this way, the Immortal Sword Conference and the Ten-thousand Swords Tower's reputation would be incomparably resounding.
Originally, he was hoping that the first fight would be exciting and he would get off to a good start.
However, he did not expect to meet an anomaly like Wang Ye right from the start.
As soon as he appeared, he could not enter the ring because he did not know qinggong, and he had to find someone to send him up.
In the end, when they fought, this grandson still used many dirty tricks!
He could accept the fact that he was wearing armor, and there were poisonous thorns on the armor.
The key was that this grandson used his leg to provoke the nether regions!
The most ridiculous thing was that this Flower Piercing Iron Palm, Han Zhenglin, was an expert, but he was defeated by Wang Ye's dirty tricks!
Such an outcome was far beyond his expectations!
"Master Dongfang!"
Just as Dongfang Bai furrowed his brows, Wang Ye's voice came from the side.
Looking towards the voice, he saw Wang Ye standing on the ring, looking at him and saying, "I'm done, give me a ladder!"
"This ring is so high, I can't get down!"
"If something bad happens to me, what should I do?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye's face was full of smiles.
However, looking at Wang Ye, Dongfang Bai could not help but clench his fists.
This Immortal Sword Conference had brought many righteous sects and heroes of the Jianghu, and there were even many evil sects.
This was originally supposed to be a gathering of the winds and clouds, an extremely high standard martial arts competition.
However, because of Wang Ye's appearance, it was pulled down by a few levels!
At this moment, he wished that he could directly kick Wang Ye out to pull the competition back to its original level.
However, he could not do that.
After all, Wang Ye had won this time, and he could not lose his temper!
Thinking of this, Dongfang Bai waved his hand.
Immediately, a few subordinates of the Ten-thousand Swords Tower brought a ladder and let Wang Ye walk down.
Whoosh!
Seeing Wang Ye walk down the ladder, Dongfang Bai exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
He looked at a man dressed in brocade beside him and said, "Who will be fighting who in the next round?"
"Pavilion Master, the next round is the Third Master of Lake Tai's Misty Wave Water Fort, Lake Tai's Azure Dragon Yu Yingtian against the Jianghu Wanderer Nie Wenyuan …"
"That's not appropriate!"
Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Dongfang Bai said, "What's so interesting about a water bandit against a Jianghu Wanderer?"
"Change the order of the battle!"
"Then …"
Hearing Dongfang Bai's words, the man thought for a moment and said, "Let's have Diancang Sword Lu Tianyuan fight Kongtong Divine Fist Zhao Wenzhou!?"
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Bai nodded.
Because of Wang Ye's battle just now, the entire Immortal Sword Conference had been pulled down.
Now, he urgently needed two famous masters of the Jianghu to fight.
Not only could this raise the level of the competition, but it could also prevent people from having the illusion that the Immortal Sword Conference was just so-so.
"Yes!"
Hearing Dongfang Bai's words, the man nodded and replied.
"Also …"
After the man nodded, Dongfang Bai continued, "This Wang Ye is extremely shameless. With him here, the Immortal Sword Conference will be pulled down!"
"Think of a way to get him an expert with strong internal strength who can penetrate armor. Eliminate him as soon as possible!"
"If this kind of person continues to fight on the stage, it will be an insult to the Immortal Sword Conference!"