Under the ring, there was a sudden silence.

It's just that a few little girls' screams suddenly rang out suddenly.

All the spectators sitting under the ring could see that Yang Gang's gray figure, like a touch of gray smoke, floated down from the top of the ring with a cold expression.

And the three-foot Qingfeng Sword in his hand was upright, pointing straight at Xu Xian's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Truly feeling the chill of the sword blade on the top, Xu Xian finally came back to his senses.

For this kind of unavoidable desperate situation, he actually has a bit of a martial artist's responsibility.

With a "boom", he threw away the sword in his hand, laughed miserably, and slowly raised his hands.

"Brother Yang is smart, and Xu is willing to admit defeat."

A few words of simple humiliation, he said it with great sincerity and clarity.

In the midst of the sighing gasps of the audience, Xiao Yu was also in a sullen mood and slapped the railing vigorously:

Is that how he lost!

How could this be!

Alas, when it comes to his gambling contract with Nangong Ping, it is not too important whether he loses or not.

It's just that the legendary handsome, gentle, and warm-rooted male god, in the end, actually lost so miserably, which makes people think of it, but it makes people really unwilling.

It was in vain that many fans in the stadium were looking forward to the bird.

Xiao Yu sighed hissedly, like a toothache.

"Yu'er, I am willing to lose the bet, and my sigh is invalid." Nangong Wangye's rare non-poisonous tongue once.

Xiao Yu raised his chin a little indifferently:

"There are some things that are boring to talk about too much, so it's better not to say them. A request, Yu'er just remembers. ”

This time, Prince Nangong took the initiative to change the topic:

"Hey, Yu'er, don't just worry about being angry. Look, the next one, it seems like it's already your turn. Don't think about it here! ”

"How do you know?" Xiao Yu hurriedly asked.

"Fool, look at the sign over there! Bottom right corner of the ring! ”

Needing to mention it, Xiao Yu hurriedly probed to look.

Sure enough, on the public notice board on the right hand side, it was written impressively, in the fifth scene, Jing Hongwei vs. Chi Yu.

Xiao Yu's heart suddenly began to feel a little inexplicably worried.

To be honest, in Xiao Yu's past and present lives, although she never wanted to easily hurt others by mistake, the opponents who fell under her hands were counted, and they could be counted.

However, like today, with a false identity and a human skin mask, he competed with others under the noses of everyone, and he didn't know the depth of his opponent's martial arts. This kind of thing still makes her feel a little anxious.

couldn't help it, Xiao Yu lowered his head and was silent, a pair of slender hands, the corners of the clothes scattered randomly on his knees, a little nervous rubbed and rubbed, rubbed and rubbed.

"You don't really need to worry." In the ears, that person's nice voice has a bit of comfort:

"This king has privately tested your internal strength, at a young age, even if you have relied on a few helps, you can cultivate like this, you are already excellent, and you can rank above many people on this continent. What's more, what you're facing later is just some academy students who only know how to work behind closed doors on weekdays. In terms of combat experience, you'll definitely be superior. ”

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