Hearing Qiu Xiaozi's surrender, all the dignitaries who watched the battle immediately exploded. Some cheered and some angry.

"Tianlong won, Tianlong won!"

In the notary center with more than one hundred people, Park Ciqiu hugged his father and shouted happily. Although he was prepared, he was still excited to see Ye Tianlong won.

Park Zhanjun also straightened his body, energetic, and glanced at Park Siyuan and his group with raised eyebrows.

That happiness caused them to ignore the movement of the camera and the transition of the picture to the Changbai scenery instead of Ye Tianlong and Qiu Xiaozi.

"Great, great, Ye Shao won."

In Taicheng, Emperor Ma Qing also waved his fists and shouted again and again. In this battle, he not only won 50 billion, but also smashed his due pride.

Ye Qiuqi and Pu Ziyuan didn't jump, but their pretty faces couldn't hide their happiness.

"Tianlong won, Qiu Xiaozi."

In the capital, the heart hanging in the war brothel also fell: "It seems that if I care about him, it is messed up."

Zhao Ditian didn't speak, just bowed his head and sipped his tea, his smile reflected on the water.

In Mingjiang, Tiandu, Medicine City, Black Triangle and other places, Zhao Wenguang and the others also shook the sky with cheers, preparing to kill pigs and sheep for three days and three nights.

When the dignitaries on all sides were suffering or happy for this battle, Ye Tianlong was looking at Qiu Xiaozi, who was slowly retracting his sword, with a bright smile:

"Are you really surrendering?"

"Although I am sure you are not my opponent, I thought you would fight to the end."

He said mildly: "After all, this is your Bushido spirit."

"I also want to fight with you to the end and defend the ultimate dignity of the martial artist, but I know better that if I fight with you to the death, that is to defile the martial arts."

Qiu Xiaozi's eyes flashed a bit of pain, as if he knew the reason for the great ups and downs: "Ye Tianlong, I have lost this battle, and I am convinced."

"If you want to fight or kill, you decide with one word."

It is not bright to win Ye Tianlong today, let alone lose half to him? Stalking will only appear to be more incompetent, more despicable and shameless.

Seeing Qiu Xiaozi struggling, and hearing her generously admit defeat, Ye Tianlong's heart moved, as if he thought of the scene of fighting the king.

Both of them had similar ups and downs, except that Qiu Xiaozi lasted longer than the king, and Qiu Xiaozi seemed to have no idea about it.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be such a contradiction and admit defeat.

This innocent child, could it be that Taishang Yokota put them together?

"Qiu Xiaozi, you are a good person."

Ye Tianlong said softly: "This battle is over, the rest is my and Yokota's business, it has nothing to do with you, you can go."

Qiu Xiaozi was startled slightly: "You won't kill me?"

"You and I are in a decisive battle today, you can decide the life and death, you can also divide the victory or defeat, you give up, why should I kill you again?"

Ye Tianlong smiled and said: "Furthermore, there are not many Orientals like you who have a bottom line. If you kill you again, there will really be only a bunch of beasts left."

"Boom, boom—"

Before Qiu Xiaozi could react, he listened to the five earth-shattering loud noises, and the ground and dead wood shook endlessly.

Then, the five broken Buddhas shattered, dusty, and rocks pierced through the sky, as scary as Monkey King was born.

Five upright figures flashed out of the dust, rose up into the sky, and then fell all around.

Five old people, five wearing different costumes, five different weapons, their faces pale, and the whole person is gloomy, as if they have not seen the sun much.

Seeing these four men and one woman, Qiu Xiaozi's body first shook, and then she said in surprise:

"Elder shirt?"

"Elder Ieyasu?"

"Elder Tachibana?"

"Elder Hojo?"

"Elder Fujisawa?"

Qiu Xiaozi looked at these five people in disbelief. He obviously knew them, and was surprised that they appeared here: "Why are you here?"

Ye Tianlong squinted his eyes and glanced, his expression became more solemn, he found that these five guys are all heavyweight opponents, not a small role.

A tall old man walked out, wearing a tiger skin. Although he was an old man, he was very majestic and his eyes flowed murderously.

Holding a long and narrow fang in his hand, he stared sharply at Qiu Xiaozi, saying every word:

"Qiu Xiaozi, you are really a shame to the East, for giving you so many resources, so many pointers, and opening all martial arts to you."

"Finally, we also tried our best to make you break through to the ninth and a half ranks in half a month."

"Unexpectedly, you, trained by the national system, would only flirt with Ye Tianlong and never kill you."

"In the end, he gave up."

"You are a shame to the whole Toyo!"

"After returning to the East this time, you entered the shrine and kept the tomb for thirty years to show your punishment."

Qiu Xiaozi was very ashamed when he heard the words, and subconsciously lowered his head, without rebuttal or explanation.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched, and he caught the breakthrough with all his strength, secretly calling Qiu Xiaozi really drink the golden potion, so the breakthrough is so fierce.

It's a pity that the golden potion, like Tianyao No. 1, also has its drawbacks that are difficult to perfect. The skyrocketing rise and fall makes the golden potion a double-edged sword.

At this time, the old man in tiger clothes turned to Ye Tianlong again, bowed slightly to introduce himself: "Shangshanyingji has seen Ye Shao!"

Ye Tianlong's gaze condensed: "The battle tiger tops the shirt?"

He has dabbled in a lot of Eastern history and knows that Shangshan Yingji is a martial arts master of the previous generation, with a vigorous momentum, and once swept the younger generation of warriors.

At the age of thirty-five, he broke through the eighth rank. He was stunned for more than ten years. He was known as the Oriental War Tiger. Later, he was challenged and defeated by the **** of death, and then he was no longer seen.

It is rumored that he went to the Toyo Keystone shrine to practice, but he did not expect to appear here today.

Yingji on the shirt was very polite: "It's really an honor for Ye Shao to know this old bone of mine."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "The war tigers who have not been born in ten years are here, presumably these four are also the tomb guards of the shrine?"

An old man in black took a step forward, humbly and politely greeted Ye Tianlong, with a snake-head crutches in his hands:

"Jia Kang has seen Ye Shao."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "Black snake?"

He was another warrior from the East, and Ye Tianlong wanted to be angry but felt that he couldn't talk too much, so as not to be beaten and lose face later.

Moreover, although these people are far away, they all represent a genre.

A charming woman in plain clothes gave a sweet smile: "Tachibana says hello to Ye Shao."

Ye Tianlong squinted his eyes, "Snow God Tachibana?"

"It seems that Ye Shao has really worked **** Dongyang."

Another skinny old man laughed. He was thin, with protruding cheekbones, single eyelids and sallow skin.

It's just that in his eyes that seem to be invisible, there is a sharp light between occasionally opening and closing:

"Ye Shao is really caring."

He has a samurai sword in his hand, but it is not in a tight handshake, but it keeps flying, giving it an extremely sharp feeling.

Ye Tianlong's eyes cold: "Gao Ren Hojo?"

At this moment, an old man in grey clothes with his hands on his back smiled:

"Ye Shao knows the four of them. I wonder if I can be identified?"