C80 The City Lord's War

Just then, Tang Ao glanced over and noticed the stage at the back of the stage.

On the viewing platform, a dozen young men sat. There were also a few who seemed to be servants, standing respectfully beside these young men.

"Are these youngsters the sons of the City Lord He Fengyuan?" Tang Ao muttered to himself.

"That's right. In order to strengthen his power, Mayor He Fengyuan had formed a marriage alliance with many large sects and women from large clans. Therefore, it's basically that every son of the mayor has the shadow of a great power behind him." The young man beside Tang Ao also chimed in.

"What's so special about each of the heirs?" Tang Ao asked the young man beside him for guidance.

"In the battle for the City Lord position, the ones with the highest hopes are none other than Eldest Young Master He Yuanze, Ninth Gongzi He Yuan Chao and Thirteenth Young Master He Yuanyi." The young man seemed to understand these gossip very well, and his eyebrows danced as he spoke of it.

"Do all these young masters have backgrounds from other sects or aristocratic families?" Tang Ao asked in confusion.

"It's basically like that, but the power behind He Yuanze is the Su Family in Ming City, the power behind He Yuanchao is the Heavenly Moon Sect, while the Thirteenth Gongzi He Yuanyi is the Tian Xing Holy Sect. The other heirs might have backgrounds, but compared to these three, they are still weaker by a few levels." The young man spoke with confidence.

"May I ask your honorable title?" Tang Ao cupped his hands to the young man beside him and said.

"I dare not say, this one is Lei Liang, one of the top wind vectors in Waterdrop City." Lei Liang cupped his hands and replied.

's heart trembled as he asked, "Could it be that among the heirs of the Waterdrop City's City Lord, there are no heirs whose mothers are born in the Humble Class?"

Lei Liang was startled, he did not expect Tang Ao to ask such a strange question, but he still answered, "That's true, for example He Fengyuan's seventeenth son, He Lin, was born with a servant girl after He Fengyuan got drunk, and the rest are gone."

"It's him!" Tang Ao's eyes lit up.

"You actually cultivated this top grade martial skill to perfection!" At this time, an incredulous voice came from the stage. The swordsman on the stage was continuously being pushed back and was obviously no longer a match for him as she let out a cry of surprise.

As the swordsman on the stage retreated, his mind raced. He had trained her blade technique for decades, and the fate souls that had awakened were all fate souls related to sabers, so her understanding towards sabers was very high. However, in terms of perception, this swordsman also had a dull aptitude, and had trained her sabresmanship for several years, but she had only practiced her sabresmanship to the level of proficiency, she was still a distance away from perfection.

The swordsman was also very excited. How could he not be at a disadvantage when fighting with a 40 year old cunning fox like the swordsman? He even showed signs of winning, how could the swordsman not be happy? The old sword artist could casually leave behind a trap when he raised his hand, but the Blade Master had a lot of experience in dissolving every trap, which made the Blade Master's blood boil.

The Blade Master gradually grasped the fight's rhythm in his hands, almost chasing the Blade Master and attacking him again, causing him to retreat step by step. However, the Blade Master did not dare to pursue him too fiercely, lest he accidentally get hit by the old Blade Master's blade.

On the arena, the viewing platform.

"Sixteenth Brother, the swordsman you've recruited is way too old." Sixteenth Brother, the swordsman you've recruited is way too old. He Yuanze looked at He Yuan Zhang who was seated at the side and gave a frivolous smile.

His mother was the second daughter of a first-rate or second-rate family in An Le City. She was definitely not as powerful as He Yuanze's Su Family.

"Hmph, the outcome hasn't been decided yet. It's useless even if you say anything now." Although the old sword artist was being pushed back, he still left a trace of hope in the old sword artist's heart.

He Yuanzhang remembered what his mother had instructed him to do. This old swordsman was one of the top experts in his mother's family. With his rich combat experience, he would definitely be able to get a good name for himself.

"Heh heh, how stubborn." He Yuanze laughed disdainfully, "If this old man can defeat my Su Family's swordsman, then I, He Yuanze, will be able to help you carry your shoes, hahaha!"

Hearing He Yuanze's casual laughter, He YuanZhang's face turned even more ashen.

On the viewing platform, the rest of the heirs all laughed disdainfully at He Yuan Zhang's defeat. Everyone was rejoicing at his misfortune, except for the seventeen He Lin.

On the stage, the battle between the swordsman and the swordsman had reached its peak. The spectators below the stage were all watching with rapt attention, all of them were engrossed in the fight.

This realm was already the most common realm in the Xuanhuang Continent. Even though they were facing the battle between Peak Body Tempering Realm Warriors on the stage, they were still able to see through the clouds and mist, and only felt that the battle between the two was as if they were dancing on the tip of a blade, which made it extremely difficult for them to take in.

On the stage, sword qi spread out as a saber light appeared.

The saber light was clearly much more powerful than the sword Qi, but this did not mean that the assassin was certain that he would win. The assassin was clearly at a disadvantage, and had no choice but to release more blade light to block the assassin's sword.

Tang Ao shook his head, he had already decided, the assassin was going to lose.

The Blade Master's figure was like a ghost, unsheathing his sword in an orderly manner. The Blade Master was also exhausted, but his stamina was rapidly decreasing. The speed at which he brandished his blade was becoming slower and slower, clearly showing his exhaustion.

The Blade Master's swinging speed became slower and slower. In the end, he was already sweating profusely and couldn't keep up with the Blade Master's attacks. Before long, he would lose.

"Sixteenth Brother, now do you have anything else to say?" He Yuanze proudly asked as he looked at He Yuan Zhang's ashen face.

"Hmph, the martial artist you are raising is really despicable. He actually wants to live to wait for my swordsman to exhaust his strength before he loses. If he has the ability, then let them fight head on." He Yuanzhang retorted, unconvinced.

"Tch!" The victor is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Losing is losing, so what's there to be embarrassed about acknowledging it, hahaha. " Seeing that his Sword Master was about to win, He Yuanze immediately burst out laughing.

After over a thousand moves, the swordsman and the swordsman could no longer hold on, but remembering the lady's request, he clenched his teeth and persevered. Even if he lost, he still had to do his best! He wanted to exhaust this swordsman, to do his best for the upcoming battle.

After being suppressed by the Blade Master for so long, the Blade Master had expended a lot of energy. Even though the Blade Master had been through hundreds of battles, he was starting to panic.

"Hah!" The Blade Master let out a loud shout. Seeing that the Blade Master's Qi was getting weaker and weaker, he started to attack crazily!