The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

Xu Ping walked to the ring and looked at He Yangqi calmly.

"Say your name."

He Yangqi stroked the flying snake lock in his hand, and glanced at Xu Ping.

"In this way, I can also know the name of the person who died in my hands."

"After all, I don't have any sense of accomplishment by killing an unknown person."

At this time, He Yangqi's heart became very calm, and most of the previous anger had disappeared.

Because the flying snake was locked in his hands, he didn't believe in Xu Ping, and there was a slight possibility of him surviving.

Although Xu Ping came here and defeated Guo Meng and Zheng Zeshi one after another, it was already far beyond his imagination.

Xu Ping stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "You will know my name later."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Because it is the final, the organizers are still making intense preparations, and there is still some time before the start of the competition.

So Xu Ping was not in a hurry.

"Hehe." He Yangqi raised his chin and smiled coldly.

"I must be very anxious, because I don't think you can still talk after the game starts."

At this time, Wu Suo, the deputy director of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, hurried onto the ring.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The finals of this year's Jiangnan Youth Martial Arts Conference are about to begin!"

He paused for a moment with a smile, but found that the audience's reaction was very cold.

"What are you going to do, just award the championship to He Yangqi."

"Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, is this how you hold competitions? Can you bring magic weapons to the field?"

"A farce, a farce!"

Various voices of doubt came from the auditorium.

Wu Suo was a little embarrassed, so he could only continue to say: "The two contestants who broke through the siege from countless young talents and made it to the finals have come to the stage."

"They are He Yangqi and contestant No. 159."

In order to liven up the atmosphere, Wu Suo half-joked: "This No. 159 contestant is really a real person. It's a miracle that I didn't know his name until the finals."

But this joke still didn't mobilize the atmosphere of the audience.

Wu Suo sighed in his heart, this time the final was indeed a bit out of line.

One player actually took the stage with a magic weapon, which has never happened for many years.

But that's He Yangqi, the second young master of the He family!

No one dared to stop him.

It can only be said that this No. 159 is very unlucky.

There is no way, the final will continue, Wu Suo can only clear his throat, and said loudly: "The final of this year's Jiangnan Youth Martial Arts Conference officially begins now!"

Under the signal of the referee, Xu Ping and He Yangqi separated from the two sides of the ring.

After standing still, the game began.

He Yangqi untied the coiled Flying Snake lock, and walked towards Xu Ping confidently.

As for Xu Ping, he still stood where he was, without any movement.

"Oh, heaven is jealous of talents, this number 159 probably won't end well."

"Aren't the He family afraid of losing popular support by doing this?"

"What is the He family afraid of? It's just destroying a fledgling genius. Doesn't the He family do such things rarely?"

The audience communicated in low voices, looking at Xu Ping, they couldn't bear it.

No one believed that Xu Ping could defeat He Yangqi who was holding the Flying Snake Body Lock.

He Yangqi himself is a master of inner strength, and based on his realm alone, the No. 159 may not be able to win.

What's more, he still has a magic weapon in his hand!

The victory and defeat have been divided.