The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 2701

Diego stared gloomily at Kemp on the opposite side and said with a sneer, “If you know what’s good for you, you should jump off the stage. Don’t waste my time or you’ll die a miserable death!”

Kemp frowned and said, “Friend, watch your words or you’ll end up begging for mercy instead.”

“How dare you?!” Diego said coldly.

On this side, the host shouted, “Begin!”

Swish!

A flash from the sword!

Diego seemed to be really in a hurry, wanting to break Alex Baxter’s previous record. He mobilized all his energy and power of rules to draw out the six Fusha scimitars from his waist. He charged toward Kemp!

The six scimitars were infused with silver energy and the power of rules, bringing bursts of silver sword light.

“Look, the Six Scimitar Technique!”

“It’s over. There’s no suspense at all!”

“Diego is using his best killing move. Kemp Grant is dead for sure!”

The spectators in the stands shook their heads. However, right before everyone’s eyes, Kemp suddenly moved, and his speed was even faster than Diego’s!

Like a rabbit, he quickly evaded the other party’s deadly attacks. Then, he stomped on the ground and lunged sideways while throwing a forceful punch infused with his energy and power of rules at Diego’s waist. Diego staggered back by the punch and gasped!

Very strong!

He did not expect his opponent to be this strong!

When did so many experts appear in the Southern supernatural disciple world?

However, just when Diego was stunned, Kemp said, “Let the show begin!”

He deliberately drew out his voice, and the audience erupted in cheers again. The battle song of the South resounded throughout the audience again!

On the high stands, Leon jumped up excitedly, waved his fists, and shouted, “We won again!”

Too exciting! Two wins in a row!

This was something Leon never thought of!

“Villa Master Turner, thank you for giving way.” At this time, Leon did not forget to rub salt in Ernest’s wounds.

“Hmph!” Ernest snorted, his eyes gloomy as he gritted his teeth!

“Herman Blair, no matter what you do, win the third match for me!” Ernest shouted coldly at a man in his 30s behind him!