"Sir Jian Jing, what do you think is the winning rate of this sword-level sword holder?" In the studio, the host asked Jian Jing Jing again.

"How to say, compared with the ancient sword-level sword-holders just now, there is no chance at all. For example, the sword-girl who kills Taoism has a certain chance to touch the flagpole in the middle of the platform. However, such a chance is not very big. As long as the sword-holder of the spirit sword-level sword-holder is fully focused on guarding the flagpole, the chance of breaking through is still very small." The Sword Spirit of Conquer thought about it and finally came to a conclusion and said, "If the challenger performs well, then there is a 20% chance of success. If Miss Gu Shihan performs well, then the challenger will not have any chance of success!"

"Oh! According to Lord Conquer Sword Spirit, our challenger still has a certain chance this time! Our sword-level sword holder can also defeat Gu Shihan, the spirit sword-level sword-holder!" The host suddenly said excitedly, and even the audience watching the show in front of the TV became excited, as if they had begun to celebrate the victory of the sword-level sword-holder in advance.

The sword spirit could only respond with a bitter smile. He didn't think there was anything to be excited about, and the chance of winning was still very small. But this was also impossible. After all, people only like to listen to good things but not the truth.

It's like your child taking the college entrance examination. A teacher told you that although your son's grades are not very good, as long as he performs well, he still has a certain chance of winning the first-class exam. Another teacher told you, don't think about it. If your son can take the undergraduate degree, he will be Amitabha. Thank God.

It is obvious that the latter teacher told the truth, but you will definitely like the previous teacher and hate the latter teacher. Even if the latter teacher says it right and proves his foresight, you will not change your opinion of this teacher. Instead, you will deeply hate the teacher not saying good things and curse your child for not getting the first exam. This is the case in the world.

His eyes returned to the challenged platform. After Harry Changruo announced the start of the game, the sword-level sword holder on the stage quickly liberated his sword-level sword-level sword-girl, and then his sword-girl disappeared on the platform without a trace, and even the camera could not track the voice of the sword-girl.

"Great, this sword girl who holds the sword is really a sword girl who kills the Tao!" The audience screamed excitedly. They remembered what the Sword Spirit of the Conflict just now. If this challenger has a sword-level sword girl who kills the Tao, then there is a great possibility of victory. Suddenly, there are bursts of cheers of thunder, as if victory is enough to forgive these London audiences who directly understand the possibility of the Sword Spirit of the Conflict the Sword Spirit of the Conflict the possibility of directly as a great possibility. After all, they are amateur audiences.

However, in this way, the viewing of the game was greatly reduced, and the challenger was always invisible, which made the audience only see Gu Xuanyuan standing calmly on the flagpole, and there was no highlight outside of this.

"Be careful, slowly approach the flagpole, and never arouse the suspicion of this stinky woman!" The invisible sword-level sword holder kept ordering his sword girl, and this artificial sword-level sword girl also obeyed the orders given by the master and approached the flagpole carefully.

Gradually, drops of sweat appeared on the forehead of the sword-level sword holder. Because of his concentration, the sword-level sword holder did not notice the sweat on his forehead at all. He didn't wipe it, so he let the dripping sweat drop on the platform.

As a result, the moment the drop of sweat came into contact with the platform, the sword holder felt a strong wind blowing on his cheeks, blowing his sweaty forehead and making a cold look.

"What's going on?" The sword holder looked up and saw Gu Xuanyuan appearing in front of him with a expressionless face.

"Fengxue, do it!" The sword holder made the most correct decision in an instant, which was to give way to the sword girl next to the flagpole and immediately attack the flagpole and cut off the flagpole before he was shot down and fell into the water. This was his only chance to win.

"Not bad!" Gu Xuanyuan actually praised the sword holder, and then without saying a word, he first cut the sword holder's close-fitting shield with one sword, and directly cut the opponent's close-fitting shield with one sword. Then he pulled the sword holder's collar and threw him away directly.

"Are you going to fall into the water?" The moment he was thrown out, the sword holder knew that he was in danger of falling into the water, but he hoped that his sword girl could cut off the flagpole before he fell into the water. After all, his position was very far from the flagpole in the center of the platform, and this spiritual sword-level sword holder might not be able to protect his flagpole before he fell into the water.

But what the sword holder never expected was that the next second he flew out, he felt his body hitting another body heavily, and then both bodies flew out of the sea at the same time and landed in the bitter and salty sea.

"What did I hit? Did Fengxue succeed?" After falling into the water, the sword holder still held such a guess. But at this time the audience was silent. They only saw Gu Xuanyuan's body disappearing in an instant on the originally calm platform. When it appeared again, it had already pulled up a person's body, and then threw it out like a baseball.

The curve that the body crossed was just passing by the flagpole in the center of the platform. It hit a figure in the void like a table tennis ball hitting. The two bodies flew out in this way, trapped together and landed in the sea.

"Miss Gu Shihan, win!" host Harry Changruo immediately announced, while the audience was in an uproar. He felt that he was sure to win, so why was he finished in an instant?

"Sir Sword Spirit of Dispute! Actually, we are already very close to victory just now, right? As long as this sword holder is more careful, we can cut off the flagpole, right?" Feeling that the studio was full of embarrassment, the host said quickly, and this sentence can comfort the slightly injured hearts of the audience.

"I'm afraid it's not like this." The Sword Spirit of the Confession smiled bitterly and said to the truth. "I think Miss Gu Shihan should have already understood the positions of these two people. Maybe in order to save us some face, so she deliberately waited for a while. Otherwise, in the end, she would not directly hit his sword-holder's body with the body of the sword girl and drove the two people into the sea together. This is something that can be done only if the positions of both parties are very clear."

"In this way, the host's face looked a little embarrassed, after all, it was like being slapped twice on the face.

"Sir, can you do this?" the host asked again.

"I" Jian Ling was stunned for a moment and said with some disconfidence, "It should be OK."

When the needle passed 11 o'clock, the last sword-level sword holder and his sword girl were thrown into the sea by Gu Xuanyuan. The live broadcast that had been prepared for one night came to an end one hour later. The five challengers who came to challenge the first day, including three ancient sword-level sword holders and two sword-level sword holders, were not unexpectedly defeated by Gu Shihan, and the first day's competition ended like this.

Although I was mentally prepared, the two sword-level sword holders failed like this, which also made the citizens of London feel a little unhappy, and even had a faint ominous premonition in their hearts. I felt that this challenge by the people of London this time was likely to end with the other party's victory.

However, the people of London quickly comforted themselves. After all, the challenge was only the ancient sword-level sword-holders and the sword-level sword-holders. The truly capable sword-level and spiritual sword-level sword-holders have not yet taken action. With these two levels of sword-holders, victory is still within reach.

So, amid the expectations of the people of London, the challenge of the next day began.

However, the difference between the second day and the first day is that at the beginning of the first day, hundreds of ancient sword-level sword-holders and sword-level sword-holders jumped out of the sea and tried to seize the qualification to compete with Gu Xuanyuan.

But the next day when Harry Changruo announced the start, no one went into the water for four or five minutes, and all the sword holders were watching on the shore, and for a moment the entire coast fell into silence.

"No way! Did our swordsman in London be knocked down by that smelly woman?" The audience still thought sadly, thinking that their swordsman had been frightened by yesterday's game.

"Of course not, this is just a failure of the ancient sword and sword level!" When the host talked about this issue and raised the Sword Spirit of the Conquest, Sword Spirit of the Conquest denied without hesitation, "This is just that the sword holders of the ancient sword and sword level have figured out the facts and no longer have unrealistic fantasies. I guess it won't take long before the famous sword-level sword holders will appear. This is a real dragon-tie battle!"

The Sword Spirit of the Conflict was indeed a big truth, but five minutes after the challenge began, a sword holder finally stood up. This was a handsome British gentleman with a graceful and blonde hair, three scabbards on his waist. Obviously, from these three scabbards, it can be seen that this was a famous sword-level sword holder. The famous sword-level sword holder in London finally stopped silent and was ready to take action.

"I wonder how this sword holder is going to transition to the sea? Or swim over like yesterday?" As soon as the host guessed, he saw the sword holder suddenly liberate his sword lady.

Then he threw out a thin wooden board from his dimensional pocket. The moment the wooden board flew out, the sword girl immediately picked up her sword holder and flew on the wooden board. She rang on the sea like surfing, and finally landed lightly on the platform.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, and it was done in one go, with a handsomeness of up to five stars.

"Long live!" The audience was stunned at first, then clapped wildly, and cheered with their throats. This way of crossing the sea was so handsome, so handsome that they had no friends. At the same time, it can be seen that this sword holder was not on the same level as those sword holders yesterday. This is a real strong man!

This is certainly worth the cheers of the people of London.

"Dear viewers, everyone, including me, has begun to feel excited when they see this adult appearance. Our TV station has obtained first-hand information. The famous sword-level sword-holder is named "Ali Hank Chaplin". He is a powerful sword-level sword-holder. He can definitely wash away our failure yesterday and end the pride of Miss Gu Shihan today!" The host reported the latest information to the audience in time, and at the same time he spoke very affirmatively, as if the victory of this sword-level sword-holder is just around the corner.
Chapter completed!