With a slight smile, Xiahou Yuan simply waved his hand, and in the center of the room, a large open space was quickly cleared.

"Well, you two are only allowed to compare and contrast until the end, and you are not allowed to make any trouble!" Lu Hai was rarely sober, and hurriedly commanded on the side.

"Don't worry, head coach, let's just play two tricks and try our best, and it will never be fine." Xiahou Yuan looked full of ambition and replied lightly.

Well said! He is preparing, here to find a little field for himself who once failed a disastrous under Feng Tao's hands, right?

It's just that it's a bit unfair to do this.

Xiao Yu propped up his chin and thought silently.

"Then, Brother Xiahou, please advise." Standing staggering in the midfield, Feng Tao himself didn't care at all, and said to Xiahou Yuan with a snort of alcohol. After saying that, he didn't forget to hook his little finger at him.

Xiahou Yuan, who was originally smiling with a slight bow, changed his complexion when he arrived.

Slowly standing up straight, he slowly pulled out a sword behind him.

A cold sword that shone in the light.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

Well, looking at Xiahou Yuan's posture and his solemn face, he didn't look like he was just playing.

"Brother Feng, even if you want to have fun, it's always bad to play empty-handed. Brother Feng, please draw your blade. ”

Xiahou Yuan was courteous.

Feng Tao's black and purple face raised, and he muttered in his mouth as if he was a little self-deprecating:

"Blades? It's a new one.,I just don't know.,It's good to use.。 ”

With his right hand behind him, he already had a knife in his hand, a bronze saber with a simple style.

The smile on Feng Tao's face, no matter how you look at it, has a bit of a naïve taste:

"This knife looks good, but Feng has never tried it, I don't know if it is sharp or not, Brother Xie Xiahou accompanied Feng to try the knife!"

Before the words fell, the sword light had risen.

The sword shadows were already like a round light curtain that couldn't stop moving, and they were extremely ferocious towards Feng Tao, who was talking to himself.

Feng Tao's tall figure was immediately shrouded in overlapping sword lights.

Xiao Yu's heart immediately rose to his throat.

This drunken Feng Tao won't be unknowingly quietly removed by others, right?

Look at his obviously absent-minded look just now!

In the midst of the horror, the two people in the venue seemed to be at ease.

Because the two of them made moves very quickly, in the heavy sword light and sword shadows, they couldn't see the tricks of the two people, they couldn't see the figures of the two people who were constantly moving and fighting, and they couldn't see the specific difference in the strength of the two people.

I only know that about a quarter of an hour later, there was a heavy sound of metal falling to the ground, and there was silence.

The two intangled figures finally dispersed gently and skillfully.

The only difference is that one with a noble head held high, and one with a dejected head drooping, turned around and wanted to leave.

When Xiao Yu took a closer look, the drunk Feng Tao, at this moment, was standing in the center of the field with vigor, carrying his bronze saber, his expression was bright, his eyes were clear, and there was still a trace of drunkenness!