When Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu returned to the station hand in hand, the disciples of the Holy Hand Gate looked at the two of them with complicated eyes one by one, Fan Xiaoer and Lan Yu's expressions were relaxed and natural, and they nodded and greeted the senior brothers and sisters one by one, it seems that the effect of Lan Yu's hand knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger in the morning is obvious, even the second senior brother Fan Ming has a much friendlier attitude when he sees the two, Fan Xiaoer laughs secretly in his heart, or Grandpa Mao and his old man are right, power comes out of the barrel of the gun, and dignity comes out of the iron fist.

"I heard that you showed your power in the morning, and you actually stunned the second senior brother with one palm, this power is very clever." Fan Xiaorong saw the two of them, and leaned in and teased in a low voice.

"Hehe, Sister Rong, I was forced to make a move, who knew that your second senior brother was so unbeaten......"

Fan Xiaorong's eyes widened, Lan Yu swallowed the rest of the words back, Fan Xiaorong looked at Fan Xiaoer, Fan Xiaoer smiled innocently, and whispered: "Okay, don't be angry, I instructed Lan Yu to take action, blindly tolerating will make people think that we are easy to bully, we must not be soft when we should be tough, even if they are your senior brothers and sisters, do you understand what I mean?" ”

Fan Xiaorong sighed and nodded helplessly. Fan Xiaoer looked at Fan Xiaorong, who couldn't bear it, and asked with a smile: "How is the lottery today?" ”

"Oh, I almost forgot, Master asked me to wait for you here, so he wanted me to take you with me to discuss tomorrow's showdown." Fan Xiaorong patted his head and said.

"Huh? Consult with me? "Fan Xiaoer is very strange.

"yes." Fan Xiaorong smiled: "Don't ask me why, because I don't know." ”

"Lan Yu, you go back to the room first, and Xiao Rong and I will go to see the master together." Fan Xiaoer turned to Lan Yu and said.

"Hmm." Lan Yu obediently responded and left.

Fan Xiaorong looked at Lan Yu's distant back, and asked Fan Xiaoer gently: "Brother Feng, why haven't you taken her down yet?" ”

"Huh?" Fan Xiaoer didn't expect this girl to suddenly come up with such a sentence, and said embarrassedly: "You can also see this?" ”

"That's, don't forget, I'm a man." When Fan Xiaoer heard this, he almost fell headlong, and Fan Xiaorong's next sentence completely made Fan Xiaoer dumbfounded: "Look at the way she walks, I am sure that she is still an 'original goods', look at the tall **, look at the twisting willow waist, squeak, such a delicious delicacy, brother, how do you control yourself?" It's unimaginable, brother, you happen to be inconvenient these days......"

"Alas, you don't know, brother, I'm currently working hard to study Yanagishita Huina, and strive to reach the highest state of sitting still, don't shake my determination to cultivate." Fan Xiaoer is a serious way.

"Phew, my brother thinks it's too challenging for beauties to be hugged one by one, right? If you want me to say, if you don't eat the food that comes to you, you won't eat it in vain. Fan Xiaorong said.

"Huh? Don't you have a crush on Blue Rain? Why is it ...... now," Fan Xiaoer wondered.

"Hehe, here and there, now it seems that the blue rain is not useless, but if you want me to call her sister, hum, no way!"

Fan Xiaoer slapped Fan Xiaorong's head with a palm, and scolded with a smile: "Ghost girl, don't take me to see your master soon." ”

Fan Ren is a master of the tea ceremony, when Fan Xiaoer enters with Fan Xiaorong pushing the door, there is a strong fragrance of tea, Fan Xiaoer is not polite, sitting down in front of Fan Ren, he will pick up a cup and drink it all, Fan Ren stares, is very distressed.

"Hehe, Master's tea ceremony kung fu is getting more and more advanced!" When Fan Xiaoer saw Fan Ren's face, he immediately slapped his beard and patted his horse.

"Hmph, the tea I make is naturally good tea, but the person who drinks this tea is not necessarily a good person." Fan Ren Qi Dao.

"Hehe, Brother Feng is a rough man, Master, don't be angry." Fan Xiaorong stood behind Fan Ren, gently beat his back, and said coquettishly: "Who told your old man to boil the tea so sweetly?" He is not like Zhu Bajie who saw the ginseng fruit, and he was only strange to take a bite ......"

"Zhu Bajie?" Fan Xiaoer rolled his eyes and said, "Xiaorong, is there such a cold husband for you?" ”

Fan Ren couldn't help laughing when he saw the little two flirting and scolding: "Okay, let's get down to business, Xiao Rong, have you told Xiao Er the result of this lottery?" ”

Fan Xiaorong shook his head, his face calmed down, Fan Xiaoer looked at her like this, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Alas, I don't know if it's our luck that is too good, or if it's ......" Fan Ren sighed: "Xiao Rong's opponent tomorrow is Zeng Rong of the Emei faction, and Yuqing's opponent is Huo Sichen of the Jingwu Sect. ”

"Jingwumen? The 'Jingwu Gate' created by Huo Yuanjia? Fan Xiaoer was shocked.

Fan Ren nodded and said: "Yes, strictly speaking, this Jingwu Sect does not belong to the martial arts lineage, when Huo Yuanjia in Nong Jinsun and other martial arts colleagues with the assistance of the establishment of the 'China Jingwu Gymnastics Association' in Shanghai, later renamed the 'Jingwu Sports Association', Mr. Sun Yat-sen praised Huo Yuanjia 'If you want to make the country strong, everyone must practice martial arts' belief and the high wind and bright festival of Huo Jiaquan to the world, and wrote it in his own hand. The spirit of martial arts' four big words, the gift of the Jingwu Sports Association, so the reputation rose, the local branches have also been established, people later called the national Jingwu Sports Association collectively called the 'Jingwu Gate', until Huo Yuanjia was killed by the Japanese, this Jingwu Gate was depressed, and in the final analysis, this 'Jingwu Gate' is a non-governmental organization, not a martial arts sect ......"

"What does Master mean is that this Jingwu Sect, which does not belong to the martial arts sect, participated in the martial arts conference and advanced to the top 12 with a bang, there must be something strange among them?" Fan Xiaorong added.

"Who convened this martial arts conference? Why would the Jingwu Gate be allowed to go to Wudang Mountain? Fan Xiaoer pondered for a moment and asked.

"This martial arts conference was not convened, at first it was all for condolences and there were no two real people, and then everyone temporarily decided to help Wudang in order to punish the murderer, and the various sects gathered more and more, so someone proposed to elect a leader to lead everyone to crusade against the murderer, which is why today's competition to elect the leader of the alliance, but how the Jingwumen also participated in the martial arts competition, it is unknown." Fan Ren explained.

"What do other sects think of the Jingwu Sect's competition?" Fan Xiaoer asked again.

"What else can you think, people have already entered the top 12, do you want to disqualify others? Besides, the Jingwu Sect came to help the Wudang faction, and the Wudang people didn't dislike it, so how could other sects talk nonsense? So I had to acquiesce. Fan Xiaorong said angrily.

"Well, no matter what the reason, the participation of the Jingwu Sect has become a fact, and we are afraid that we will not be able to control it, the key now is, how sure is the senior sister to block the pace of the Jingwu Sect?" Fan Xiaoer looked at Fan Ren and asked.

"Fifty percent, with Yuqing's cultivation, I'm afraid there is only a fifty percent chance of winning." Fan Ren said solemnly: "The Huo family fist of the Jingwu Sect was once famous, and this Huo Sichen is a descendant of Huo Yuanjia, I heard that at a young age, he pushed the ancestral 'secret fist' to a new peak, with the foundation of Yuqing, if he can tie with it, it is not easy." ”

"But Senior Sister is good at Immortal Jumping, so if Huo Sichen wants to defeat Senior Sister, there shouldn't be a big chance, right?" Fan Xiaorong interjected: "Is the master a little bit of raising the morale of others and destroying his own prestige? ”

Fan Ren shook his head and said: "I once had a battle with his grandfather, Huo Dongge, Huo Yuanjia's second son, but I never took advantage of half of it. ”

"Good boy, so powerful?" Fan Xiaorong exhaled a cool breath and said.

"Hehe, old man, are you too worried, this duel hasn't started yet, it's hard to say who loses and who wins." Fan Xiaoer said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses in my opinion, what I'm worried about is that in the ring tomorrow, I'm afraid that Huo Sichen will kill Yuqing."

"How so?" Fan Xiaoer was startled and asked.

Fan Ren shook his head and picked up a cup of tea, and slowly spit out two words: "Intuition!" ”

There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere grew gloomy. Why does this old man tell me this, is it ...... Fan Xiaoer stopped the thought in his heart, took a sip of tea, and asked, "That Xiaorong will face Zeng Rong of the Emei faction tomorrow, what chance do you think the old man has to win?" ”

"Fifty percent." Fan Ren put down the teacup and said.

"Oh? How is it fifty percent? Fan Xiaoer asked with a smile.

"Emei Yin Soft Palm, belongs to the secret technique of the Emei School, with the characteristics of profound skills, fast work, and strong skills; Even if you only cultivate to the second step, you can break the masonry with your palm at will, hit the enemy's body, and you can use masculine strength to break the enemy's tendons and fractures, and you can use feminine strength to cause internal injuries to the enemy. The three-step exercise can not only hit the enemy from a distance of several meters, but also kill the enemy in an instant with the incomparably powerful feminine strength in an instant, and the lethality is extremely amazing; Emei Yin Soft Palm is divided into three levels of cultivation, one is to build the foundation, the second is to practice Jingong, and the third is to make Jingong; Jin, not muscle strength, but internal strength, that is, the force generated by the action of internal qi, its lethality is very great. Fan Ren said: "And that Zeng Rong is the leader of the younger generation of the Emei faction, and he has trained the feminine palm to the third layer, and his strength is not trivial. ”

"Master, your apprentice and I are not vegetarians." Fan Xiaorong pouted and said.

Fan Ren laughed and said, "How many catties and taels do you have, I don't know yet?" ”

Fan Xiaoer didn't think much of Fan Ren's words, to say that in the past, this Fan Xiaorong was probably not Zeng Rong's opponent, but since they merged, Fan Xiaorong can be said to be different from what it used to be, and her skills are far better than before, not only her, but also Feng Yun and Yang Liu, including the seventy-two sisters of Wind Wing, which one does not benefit from the wind shadow's wind fighting spirit, even the wind chimes who don't know martial arts, their spiritual power is not known how many times stronger than before, and these, how did he Fan Ren know? He still looks at his closed disciples with old ideas and old eyes, and it can't be said that it is his fault, because since Fan Xiaorong followed Fengying, Fan Ren has never seen his apprentice make a move.

"Hehe, Master,