"Ahh

When the audience was dead and silent, only Mu Xiaoxuan on the high platform was chased and cried wolf.

Twenty-one minutes have passed, and the tall and thin boy has begun to gasp violently, in his opinion, Mu Xiaoxuan's hateful face is close to him countless times, but he wants to hit, but it is always a little bit closer.

"Next time, you must hit this waste!" the tall and thin boy cheered himself up again and again, and then failed to attack again and again.

Mu Xiaoxuan obviously wasn't hit at all, but he kept screaming in his mouth, rolling on the ground in various ways, making him embarrassed and looking miserable.

The martial artists in the audience were stunned, Mu Qingxuan had completely covered his face, and he couldn't bear to look at his brother's miserable situation.

If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't allowed to shout, she would have stood up by now to persuade Xiao Xuan to surrender.

It's better to admit defeat than to be abused like this.

But not everyone thinks so.

Xiao Fan sat next to a sluggish martial artist, and said with a smile: "How about it?" You said it was not enough for five minutes, it was enough, you said it was not enough for ten minutes, it was enough, you said it was not enough for twenty minutes, and now it has been twenty-one minutes, how long will it take you to swallow feces and commit suicide?"

The warrior's face turned red, his face was embarrassed and sad, he wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say, and finally he was angry, and he simply rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Hey, get up, you haven't swallowed dung yet......"

When Xiao Fan forced someone to swallow dung and commit suicide, Ye Yan not far away looked dazed, this guy who seemed to be an ordinary nerd was very powerful in martial arts.

"What is the reason?" Ye Yan felt a little strange, and every time he dodged it by a fraction of a second, isn't it strange? He suspected that Mu Xiaoxuan, like Xiao Fan, had concealed his true combat strength.

"Why are there so many more ruthless people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers in this ancient martial arts conference?" Ye Yan shook his head and sighed, simply closed his eyes and stopped looking, because he knew that it would definitely be Mu Xiaoxuan who won in the end.

"Mu Xiaoxuan wins!"

"...... Uproar"

As soon as the referee announced the victory, the audience was boiling, and too many martial artists craned their necks to express dissatisfaction.

Because Mu Xiaoxuan's win was too fake, the tall and thin boy chased Mu Xiaoxuan too quickly, Mu Xiaoxuan lay on the ground in a hurry and kicked his legs with his eyes closed, and as a result, he kicked people out of the high platform and won the victory.

"Is there anything more fake than this?

"Tsk, this luck is against the sky!"

"I'm really beeping a dog! What's going on?"

Mu Qingxuan looked at her brother standing on the high platform with a blank expression, and she also had the urge to complain.

"Haha! I won!" Mu Xiaoxuan seemed to have just woken up, embarrassed, but he stood on the high platform and jumped up happily, laughed three times, shook his head, and bowed his hand to the tall and thin boy lying on the ground outside the high platform, who was full of grief and indignation, and said seriously: "Your Excellency's martial arts are strong! Admire again! Three hundred rounds of battle, and then win one and a half moves by luck, brother, please don't mind, it's better for you and me to meet for three years, Huashan will discuss the sword!"

"Poof!"

Gao Thin had lost the competition inexplicably, and his heart was already sad and angry, but now when he heard Mu Xiaoxuan's shameless words, he suddenly became angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he became the second person to faint at this ancient martial arts conference.

"Doctor!"

The old man hurriedly called the doctor, this ancient martial arts conference is very important, the most professional team of doctors in the capital are all on standby outside, and they can't come in because they are not martial artists.

When the tall and thin boy was carried out, Xiao Fan kindly pointed to the martial artist beside him.

Then this warrior, who was originally going to commit suicide by swallowing dung, was also carried out together.

Maybe it was because Mu Xiaoxuan's victory was too magical, and the next few groups were not exciting at all, just like perfunctory, and the battle ended quickly.

When the final group was decided, no matter what the expressions of the winners and losers were, the first round of the Guwu Conference ended in controversy.

Of the more than 100 warriors, there were only more than 50 left, except for the two who were carried out, the rest of the losers became spectators, and the winners were all re-drawn to determine their opponents.

When Luo Liuli came to power, she ushered in many admiring eyes.

When Su Zixuan came to power, she ushered in many admiring eyes.

When Mu Qingxuan came to power, he ushered in many admiring eyes.

When Xiao Fan came to power, he ushered in countless white eyes, and when Mu Xiaoxuan came to power, he ushered in a wave of boos.

In the eyes of everyone, the other forty or so victors deserve their names, but the two of them are as annoying as-stirring sticks.

Xiao Fan didn't care, and Mu Xiaoxuan didn't care either, he held his breath in his heart, waiting for the time when he showed his true strength.

The second round of the draw was completed quickly, and Xiao Fan was very lucky and unfortunate to become the first group of people to come to power.

And his opponent is a master of the Luo God Temple, and the acquired realm is heavy.

"Shoren, clean him up, kill him in one move!"

The people who secretly roared like this were not one or two, almost all the martial artists were looking at Xiao Moen with this expectant eye.

The master named Xiao Moen was not easy, his face was solemn.

He is a person from the Luo God Temple, before coming to the stage, Luo Liuli whispered to Xiao Moen, Xiao Fan is very strong, and he must not be underestimated.

"Brother Xiao, please be merciful. Xiao Moen was extremely serious and serious towards Xiao Fan, facing Xiao Fan, he didn't dare to be careless, and directly unfolded all the internal strength of the acquired realm.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Fan shouted again.

Xiao Moen's face turned pale, and he almost cried: "What are you doing? Guess the boxing and pretend to be a rookie, I know that you are very good, can you not play me? I just want to have a good competition......

Seeing Xiao Moen's pitiful appearance, Xiao Fan also felt embarrassed, and after touching his nose, he said, "Okay, then let's have a good competition." ”

"Thank you. Xiao Moen nodded excitedly and asked, "Then, why don't you come first?"

"It's better for you first, I'm a little nervous. ”

"No, no, I think it's better for you to come first, your martial arts are higher than mine. ”

"My martial arts are actually very poor, so let's do it......"

The two on the stage pushed each other, and the warriors in the audience looked dazed.

"Why are you beating him! Shawmon! Beat him! A clown who jumps off the beam, why do you have so much to say? It's time to talk about dinner!"

"Since that's the case, then I'll do it!" Xiao Fan saw that he couldn't give in, his expression became serious, he let out a low snort, and his internal strength boiled, gradually enveloping his whole body.

"What?"

At this moment, most of the people opened their mouths wide and looked at Xiao Fan in disbelief.

Mr. Chu, who was like Roshan, stood up directly, with a faint look of excitement in his eyes.

When Xiao Fan's internal strength and internal strength came out of his body, all the martial artists of the acquired realm had already clearly felt how powerful the majestic internal strength was like the sea!

(End of chapter)