Because of last night's incident, Xia Lan was very angry, and the consequences were very severe. During the day the next day, when the two met again, although Qiu Yu greeted her with a smile, Xia Lan, who had slightly swollen eyelids, ignored each other at all, and was like a stranger.

Qiu Yu was very helpless, so he hardened his heart and stopped talking, he made up his mind and waited for the game to finish, anyway, there were two more days before the dust settled in the fighting competition.

It's night again, and the sky is full of snowflakes. Xia Lan stood in front of the bedroom window and stared, and after a moment, a black figure appeared, running wildly in the wind and snow, flying over the courtyard wall, and then disappeared. She sighed softly and put on her coat and walked out.

A Ford sedan exited the mansion and drove in the direction of the Grand Hotel in Longsheng City. Xia Lan leaned on the back seat of the car, frowning, she was still angry, but she was more worried, for fear that the stinky boy would have an accident.

With the rapid progress of the car, Xia Lan shook her head gently, money, is it really that important, let people fight for their lives? Born in a wealthy family, it is difficult for her to understand the desire of ordinary people for money, and she feels that Qiu Yu's behavior is very unworthy, almost crazy, as if blinded by money.

After arriving at the hotel, Xia Lan stepped into it, and as soon as she came to the arena, she heard the sound of fanatical shouts and saw faces that were either excited or regretful. I casually found a place to stand, my eyes swept over the four iron cages, and I immediately froze in the No. 3 arena, only to see Qiu Yu, who was wearing an iron mask, fighting with a middle-aged man with white hair, which was extremely fierce and shocking.

Tonight is the battle for the top four spots, each player has two big fights, and the fight with Qiu Yu is the white-headed demon Park Shenlin from the cold country, the mainstay of taekwondo, a very powerful guy.

Park Shenlin's leg skills are very powerful, using a lot of kicks such as flying and spinning kicks, the offensive is fierce, the white hair is fluttering, the posture is gorgeous, absolutely cool, and it attracts loud applause from admirers.

In contrast, Qiu Yu was a little cautious, he wanted to understand the strength and characteristics of the other party. Based on this, he defended a lot, and kept retreating under the strong attack, which made his supporters look anxious, and someone shouted: "Don't retreat anymore, hurry up and fight back." ”

"The Iron-Masked Warrior rushed forward and beat that white-headed guy quickly......"

Susan stared at the past with round eyes, and couldn't help but be a little worried, and after thinking about it, maybe the true strength of the iron mask has not been exerted yet, so there is no need to worry.

Xia Lan in the distance watched with bated breath, extremely nervous, for her, watching Qiu Yu fight with others was really torture!

As soon as he made a move, Park Shenlin gained the upper hand, making him look proud, and even more exhausted.

After a few moves, Qiu Yu was forced to the cage wall, and by this time, he had already found that although the strength of that Han Guoyan was strong, it was just like that, even inferior to Toutuo Yilong, if Yilong hadn't met him last night, he would probably become one of the top ten.

With a sneer on his face, Qiu Yu kicked down with his right foot on the cage wall, and suddenly launched a counterattack, swinging his fists like a hammer against Park Shenlin's legs, like a tiger that had just woken up.

In an instant, the situation immediately changed, Park Shin-rim received a punch in the cheek and chest, blood spurted out of his mouth, and two teeth fell to the ground, staggering and almost falling.

The ensuing fight seemed to turn into an exhibition match for Qiu Yu, and he continued to beat Park Shin-rim's body with overwhelming attacks, literally beating that guy like a human punching bag.

Amid the cheers of the Iron Mask's supporters, Cho Yu landed a punch on Park Shin-rim's head, causing him to temporarily lose consciousness and pass out, and he easily won the match.

Xia Lan took a long breath, her feelings eased slightly, and she thought, no wonder she has to participate in the competition, it turns out that Xiao Yu is quite confident, it seems that the stinky boy's kung fu is indeed top-notch, I hope he will go to the end.

Susan smiled, made a triumphant gesture, and offered a flying kiss. Qiu Yu in the cage nodded, and swung his fist vigorously, with a strong posture of mine.

This scene was seen by Xia Lan in her eyes, she was dark in her heart, the stinky boy couldn't change his lustful problem anywhere, and even the foreign girl was soaked!

Immediately after that, another match began, and Qiu Yu's opponent was the dervishe, a yoga master from the Indian capital. The man had a walnut-streaked face, a gray beard that hung down to his chest, and a miserable complexion, as if someone owed him eight hundred hangings, and a filthy white cloth wrapped around his head, and ragged clothes.

The door of the iron cage slammed shut, and Qiu Yu looked at each other curiously, his whole body was full of strength, like a leopard about to prey.

Timai folded his hands and silently recited a few words of Sanskrit, and his arms were coiled around his body in a posture that extremely strange and abnormal people could not do at all, like green vines on an old tree, and suddenly, his body spun rapidly as if he was rushing over like a spinning top, so fast that people couldn't see that this was a person, and felt that it was a roller spinning.

Nima, what kind of routine is this? Qiu Yu was surprised, and in the blink of an eye, the whirling guy had already come to the front, and he didn't think too much about it, so he kicked it out directly.

Timai quickly rotated and moved to avoid this blow, and then made a move, slapped Qiu Yu on the chest twice, almost breaking his ribs, and his internal organs seemed to be misplaced, and he involuntarily went to the side.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Qiu Yu's mouth, and the horror in his eyes became thicker, that guy's fast body and strange tricks were something he had never encountered before. Seeing that the sale was spinning again, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and something even more unbelievable appeared.

The right foot with a lot of dirt kicked out suddenly, and it stands to reason that he couldn't kick Qiu Yu's prescription position at all, but his leg suddenly extended by a meter, turning into a long leg, and kicked Qiu Yu's chest.

Caught off guard, Qiu Yu was kicked and flew out with a scream, landing a few meters away, his face full of pain.

Xia Lan, who was paying close attention to the game, screamed, her heart hurt like a pinprick, and her whole body trembled.

Susan was also shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Iron Mask, hurry up, you have to hold on......"

Those viewers who bet on Qiu Yu also shouted anxiously: "Iron-masked warriors hurry up, you can't lose." ”

"Get up...... Hurry up and ......"

The referee outside the cage began to count, "one, two, three......"

Timai, who stopped spinning, stood in the middle of the iron cage, seeing his opponent struggling to get up, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Let the game end here, the West Heaven Elysium is a good place, I'll give you a ride." He spun around and kicked his left foot out again, heading straight for Qiu Yu's head.