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The smell of gunpowder in her words was audible to everyone.

The four male disciples beside Zhou Ruoran naturally saw the clues. The most handsome of the four glanced at Yang Qian with contempt.

This handsome disciple is called Huang Zhihong. Quite a bit of martial arts talent.

is now eighteen years old, but he has reached the realm of martial arts and martial arts. In Wanjianmen, he is also a guy who walks sideways.

This Huang Zhihong fell in love with Zhou Ruoran, and had confessed to Zhou Ruoran several times, but was rejected by Zhou Ruoran. However, Huang Zhihong did not give up, only said Zhou Ruoran's girlish heart, and rejected him out of shyness.

He firmly believes that with the passage of time, Zhou Ruoran will one day figure it out and promise his confession.

For so long, Huang Zhihong has been looking for opportunities to express himself in front of Zhou Ruoran, but there are not many such opportunities.

Now, when he met Yang Qian, Huang Zhihong's eyes lit up, and he finally seized an opportunity to perform well.

"If you look at this trash kid is very unhappy, if I clean him up, I must be very happy." The more Huang Zhihong thought about it, the happier he became, and he made up his mind to teach Yang Qian a hard lesson.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhihong flattered Zhou Ruoran and said, "If so, does this nasty guy make you unhappy?" I'll clean him up for you! ”

Zhou Ruoran frowned, and then a pair of autumn eyes suddenly lit up.

These days, Huang Zhihong always says something inexplicable in front of her, and she has long been a little tired of it. And Huang Zhihong has never played his value by her side, and now it seems that it is not bad to let him teach Yang Qian a lesson.

So, Zhou Ruoran neither agreed nor refused.

just glared at Yang Qian, intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Zhou Ruoran didn't speak, the way Zhou Ruoran looked at Yang Qian, Huang Zhihong consciously understood it as Zhou Ruoran's acquiescence.

Huang Zhihong was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "If you are finally willing to let me help her do things, it is a good sign......"

Thinking of this, Huang Zhihong felt happy in his heart, stood in front of Zhou Ruoran with his head held high, only glanced at Yang Qian with contempt from the corner of his eye, and said, "Hey, dare to compare?" ”

Huang Zhihong looked at Yang Qian defiantly.

He had already made a calculation in his heart, if Yang Qian agreed to a competition, he would happily beat Yang Qian. If Yang Qian refused, he could also take this opportunity to taunt Yang Qian and make Yang Qian lose face.

When Yang Qian heard this, he just glanced at Huang Zhihong lightly, and then said lightly: "There's nothing you don't dare." ”

When Huang Zhihong heard this, he was immediately happy and said: "Since this is the case, then we will decide the winner in one game." ”

Yang Qian glanced at Huang Zhihong and said, "It's just a competition, it's too boring, why don't we add some bets?" ”

Huang Zhihong was happy again, Yang Qian's request was exactly what he thought.

"It's better to have a bet. So, what is the best bet to make? Huang Zhihong asked tentatively.

Yang Qian's eyes swept Huang Zhihong's eyes, and his gaze fell on the Qiankun bag on Huang Zhihong's waist. The Qiankun bag is bulging, and Huang Zhihong is gorgeously dressed and looks very rich.

There should be a lot of good things in that bag.

"If I win, the bag around your waist and the contents thereof will be mine." Yang Qiandao.

Huang Zhihong disagreed.

Before proposing the competition, he had already moved Yang up and down a lot. Yang Qian was dressed plainly, but he was just a disciple of an unknown sect.

In his opinion, Yang Qian only had the cultivation of the Martial Artist Ninefold at most, and he had already broken through to the Martial Master Triple Level.

Where would Yang Qian be his opponent?

In this competition, he Huang Zhihong won.

When Yang Qian proposed to bet on the Qiankun bag on his waist, Huang Zhihong despised Yang Qian fiercely in his heart, "A small sect is a small sect, and a Qiankun bag will be so hot." ”

Huang Zhihong shook his head, and even more incorrectly looked at Yang Qian.

Acting as if he was on top, he said, "What if you lose?" ”

"If I lose, ask for it." Yang Qian didn't care.

Hearing this, Huang Zhihong glanced at Yang Qian with disdain.

Although Yang Qian didn't say anything substantial, Huang Zhihong was secretly happy in his heart, and said in his heart: "Whatever I ask, I hope you won't regret it when the time comes." ”

Huang Zhihong had already anticipated the embarrassing scene when Yang Qian was defeated.

"Well, that's a deal." Huang Zhihong agreed very happily.

"It's a deal." Yang Qian took a step forward and confronted Huang Zhihong from afar.

Seeing Yang Qian step out, Zhang Baowen's face immediately showed a look of worry, and he said to Yang Qian: "Boss, your injury ......"

Before Zhang Baowen finished speaking, Yang Qian waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal." ”

When Yang Qian said this, although Zhang Baowen was a little uneasy, he still didn't say anything more. In addition, Qian Duoduo and others gave Zhang Baowen a reassuring look, and Zhang Baowen pushed aside with Qian Duoduo and others.

Qingluo glanced at Yang Qian, and only said simply, "Be careful." Then he stepped aside.

On the side of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, seeing Liuyun Sect and the others retreating aside, they also retreated away.

The three disciples were obviously very confident in Huang Zhihong, and when they retreated, they said to Huang Zhihong: "Senior Brother Huang, clean him up fiercely!" ”

Huang Zhihong smiled and said confidently: "You just wait to see a good show!" ”

Wanjianmen and his party retreated, and a vacant space was vacated in the middle.

In the open space, only Yang Qian and Huang Zhihong were left standing in the center.

Huang Zhihong looked down on Yang Qian from the beginning, so his first sentence was, "Let you make three moves, so as not to say that we Wanjianmen bullied you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the group of Liuyun Sect couldn't help but want to laugh.

Sun Daoliang and others could see that Huang Zhihong just wanted to be cool in front of Zhou Ruoran. Although there is a double cultivation of martial arts, it is only a breakthrough. Compared with Yang Qian, there is still a certain gap.

And yet, he held it up so much.

It's funny!

Qian Duoduo and the others held back their laughter and were ready to watch a good show be staged.

"You don't have to let me, just play to your level." Yang Qian said lightly.

Huang Zhihong said that Yang Qian's three moves were just to show his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Zhou Ruoran, but it was not sincere. What he thought in his heart was to go up directly to slap Yang Qian, so that Yang Qian was powerless and embarrassed. to show his demeanor, so that Zhou Ruoran admired.

Therefore, since Yang Qiandu said that there is no need to let it, it is even better.

"Well, offended." Huang Zhihong made a starting gesture, "Ready, let's start." ”

Yang Qian snorted.

Didn't even draw a sword.

The carefree step was exerted to the extreme, Huang Zhihong didn't have time to react, Yang Qian had already appeared in front of him.

The palm of his hand condensed the aura of frost and gently imprinted it on Huang Zhihong's chest, and suddenly a cold cold air struck, making Huang Zhihong tremble......