This victory came too easily, to everyone's surprise, the audience was stunned, and Fan Xiaorong was even more at a loss, until the moon worship gate carried away the dying Liu Qingxiang, and someone from the Tang Gate in Sichuan came to the stage to treat Tang Yuexuan's injuries urgently, Fan Xiaorong woke up like a dream, and looked at Fan Xiaoer and others in the audience embarrassedly, and the more than ten disciples of the Holy Hand Gate who stayed here to cheer, including Fan Ren and Fan Xiaoer, obviously did not expect that Fan Xiaorong would win without a fight, and looked at each other one by one, standing on the spot. **Offer this book txt e-book download**

"Yo he!" Lan Yu shouted excitedly and rushed to the ring. Only then did everyone come back to their senses, happily hug up, surrounded Fan Xiaorong, and congratulated him.

Although Tang Yuexuan was injured, it was fine, if it weren't for Fan Xiaorong's reminder, how could Liu Qingxiang's inevitable knife deviate from the point? She was so caught off guard by plotting against Tang Yuexuan, precisely because she saw the power of the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, she was ashamed of herself, and she decided to strike first, sneak attack Tang Yuexuan, and then fight Fan Xiaorong, so as to achieve the final victory, but unfortunately people are not as good as heaven, she swallowed the evil consequences, which can be said to be self-inflicted.

The dagger behind Tang Yuexuan had been pulled out, and the injury had been controlled, but her face was pale and very weak, but she still gave Fan Xiaorong an encouraging look at the moment she ended: "Sister Xiaorong, you must fight to the end, my sister will always support you." ”

"Sister Tang, thank you, I wish you a speedy recovery!" Fan Xiaorong pushed away the crowd, leaned up and choked up.

"No, sister should thank you!" Tang Yuexuan smiled in a low voice: "Sister, come on!" ”

Fan Xiaorong nodded, and watched with tears in his eyes as Tang Yuexuan was helped away.

"Xiaorong, don't be sad, she'll be fine." Fan Xiaoer came over and comforted.

"Hehe, the competition in the No. 4 ring in Area A is probably a miracle of the entire group stage today, and the winner was decided in just ten minutes, which has to be said to be a fluke, and it is also because it is unexpected, so it is even more thrilling." Fan Ren came over and said: "Xiaorong, don't feel guilty because you didn't make a move to qualify in the group, the competition, there are too many unpredictable things, you can win without a fight, it seems to be accidental, but it is actually the inevitable result of your kindness, if you come up and fight, if you don't remind Tang Yuexuan when Liu Qingxiang is plotting against Tang Yuexuan, but take advantage of the danger, I'm afraid the ending will be unimaginable." ”

"Master, I'm ......"

Fan Xiaorong wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fan Ren waving his hand: "You can easily qualify in the group, which not only preserves the body, but also hides the strength, which is conducive to your next group confrontation, you should learn to look forward, and the past has become the past, you don't feel that you can't win, let alone linger, how can there be so many fair things in the world?" ”

"Yes, Xiaorong, someone can't pick up a bargain all day long? It's good that you picked up a big bargain, but you became uneasy. Lan Yu pulled Fan Xiaorong and said, "Don't feel indebted to that surnamed Tang, if she still has the strength to fight, do you think she will give you the first place in this group lightly?" ”

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Luck? Hehe, Fan Xiaorong won without a fight, Fan Yuqing drew a sign before, this Holy Hand Gate is really lucky, the question is can the senior sister keep this luck? Obviously, this is impossible and unrealistic, unless both old things, God or God, go crazy at the same time.

When Fan Ren and his party came to the No. 3 ring in Area B, they saw that there was a mess above, and the seven people were like street gangsters gathered together to fight in a group.

When Fan Ren and his entourage converged with Fan Zhong and his disciples, everyone was stunned, and when they heard that Fan Xiaorong won without a fight, although they were unbelievable, they also began to cheer, they must be brothers and sisters of the same sect, why not be excited?

"How so?" Fan Ren looked at the chaotic ring and asked Fan Zhong.

"Alas, it's not that Hao boy who got the ghost, as soon as Yuqing got into the ring, he verbally flirted, and the other five people saw it, some followed the coaxing, some were uneven, and some watched coldly, Yuqing couldn't hide his anger, no matter what he scolded, it's okay not to scold, a scolding is equivalent to stabbing a hornet's nest, before the game officially started, there was already a mess in the ring, first a war of words, followed by fists and feet, until it evolved into the current ......"

When Fan Zhongzheng said this, two people suddenly fell to the ground at the same time in the ring, one with a sword in his abdomen, and one with a knife around his leg, which was obviously caused by the two people's attacks, and they had different scars on their bodies, and the blood flowed like a stream, which showed the fierceness of their melee. The two fell, but the other five ignored it and continued to wrestle back and forth.

Fan Xiaoer gathered his eyes and looked at it, and found that although Fan Yuqing was in chaos, there was no blood on her body, obviously, as the only female player in the No. 3 ring in Area B, everyone did not pay attention to her existence, but this does not mean that she is not in danger, the so-called sword has no eyes, it is inevitable that she will be injured by mistake, but it is strange that Fan Yuqing cannot use the immortal jump in hand-to-hand combat, but she can still play with ease and is uninjured. Fan Xiaoer looked at Hao Shaowen again, he leaned towards Fan Yuqing intentionally or unintentionally, holding a heavy sword, which seemed to be attacking, but skillfully resolved the aftermath of the knife and gun that killed Fan Yuqing, and did it seamlessly, extremely cleverly.

Fan Xiaoer and Fan Ren glanced at each other, full of doubts, why did Hao Shaowen spare no effort to help Fan Yuqing, and was willing to be her flower messenger silently? If you want to say that this senior sister is beautiful, it is true, but no matter how beautiful she is, it will not be enough to ask the prince of Huashan to maintain it so much, not to mention that this is in the ring, it is a life-and-death battle, one less person will have an extra chance of winning, what does he Hao Shaowen mean by doing this thankless thing?

"Bang bang", three more people were injured and fell to the ground, fainting. On the stands, it was Fan Yuqing and Hao Gongzi who were standing, the two had already stopped, Fan Yuqing was bare-handed, glaring angrily, Hao Shaowen smiled lightly with his sword, calm and relaxed.

"Hehe, as expected, the last thing left is our pair of talented men and women." Hao Shaowen floated lightly.

"Phew, why did Huashan produce such a disciple as you? It's something that no one raises and no one teaches."

Fan Yuqing didn't know Hao Shaowen's help, not only did the parties not know, but I am afraid that there were very few audiences in the audience who could see through it thoroughly. Fan Yuqing opened her mouth to scold, Hao Shaowen looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and let her mouth become dirty. Fan Xiaoer found Hao Jie, the head of Huashan, and his disciples in the crowd, all of them with blue faces and righteous indignation.

Fan Yuqing was already out of breath, but Hao Gongzi didn't react, this thick-skinned person is probably no less than the city wall, Fan Xiaoer smiled and watched, but he appreciated the concentration more and more.

"Are you tired of scolding? Would you like to drink some water before continuing? Hao Shaowen finally spoke.

"You ......" Fan Yuqing was completely speechless.

"I heard that you are from the Holy Hand Gate, hehe, do you have a kind of martial art called 'Eighteen Touches of the Holy Hand'? This name is really level, but this son has admired it for a long time, I don't know if the girl can show a small hand? ”

Hao Shaowen's tone was light, and his hippie smile caused a burst of laughter from the audience. Fan Yuqing's face was red, her ears were red, she gritted her teeth, and the people in the audience even changed their color when they heard the words, and they scolded this Huashan hooligan. Hao Shaowen was still indifferent, he could endure it, it didn't mean that the entire Huashan faction could tolerate it, so he unceremoniously began to scold each other, and for a while, the two major sects quarreled darkly, and the sun and moon were dark. The disciples made a lot of trouble, but the heads of the two factions did not move, did not stop, did not encourage, did not even look at the disciples, and stared at the ring intently.

"Girl, do you have to make a move to force you to use this 'Eighteen Touches of the Holy Hand'?" Hao Shaowen said with a smile: "Girl, don't misunderstand, I just want to see how your 'eighteen touches' are different from the 'eighteen touches' sung in the song, that's all......"

"Shut your foul mouth!" Fan Yuqing was so angry that he stomped his foot, and then he burst out with a palm, which was really powerful.

"Good time!" Hao Shaowen shouted, and hurriedly raised his sword to block it, who knew that Fan Yuqing's palm had internal force, which shocked him to retreat again and again.

"Hmph, don't think that if the tiger is not powerful, you can be wantonly bullied." Fan Yuqing was not polite, and before Hao Shaowen could stand still, he slammed out with another palm.

"It's really extraordinary!" Hao Shaowen laughed and jumped high into the air with a little bit.

"Not good!" Fan Ren suddenly changed color and roared: "The rain is shining quickly!" ”

Fan Yuqing heard the reminder of the head of the master, she was stunned for a moment, and then she saw the Huashan hooligan stabbing the sword like a meteor above her head, Fan Yuqing was shocked, and quickly moved back, who knew that the hooligan was actually able to turn around with a sword in the air, and cut off her skirt sleeves impartially, revealing a white and tender jade arm. Fan Yuqing was stunned, she thought that she would die under his sword, but he only cut off one of his sleeves, is he going to insult me?

"What a move 'Dugu Nine Swords'!" Fan Ren muttered.

"What? Dugu Nine Swords? Fan Xiaoer exclaimed, although he felt that Hao Shaowen's move was very powerful, but he never thought that it would be Dugu Nine Swords.

"Yes, this is the Sword Sect's famous stunt 'Dugu Nine Swords', I didn't expect this Hao boy to actually practice such a profound martial arts, if he hadn't shown mercy to his subordinates just now, I'm afraid Yuqing would ...... her" Fan Ren sighed, turned to Fan Zhong and said: "Tell Yuqing to admit defeat, don't make senseless sacrifices." ”

Fan Zhong nodded, and was about to step forward, but he heard Hao Shaowen laugh and said, "Eighteen touches of the holy hand? It can't be that you are scared after touching your palms, right? Brother, I can wait for the other sixteen touches of the girl, come, the next touch, are you going to touch my brother's face, or waist? ”

As soon as these words came out, it was undoubtedly a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, so how could the Holy Hand Gate not be angry? Fan Zhong clenched his fists and stepped forward, and yelled at Fan Yuqing in the ring: "My Holy Hand Sect Warrior can be killed and not humiliated, Yuqing, fight, we are proud of you!" ”

"Beat him, beat him......" cheers came and went, not only the people of the Holy Hand, but also many spectators were also filled with righteous indignation.

Fan Ren shook his head helplessly, and Fan Xiaoer was even more surprised, why did this Hao Shaowen have to arouse public anger? Could it be that his purpose was to provoke the contradiction between the Holy Hand Sect and the Huashan faction? What's in it for him? No matter how much he hates his father, he shouldn't have brought the entire Huashan faction into the quagmire? Fan Xiaoer was puzzled, frowning and looking at Hao Shaowen carefully, but the more he looked at it, the more difficult it became.

No matter how the audience agitated, Fan Yuqing stared at Hao Shaowen coldly, Hao Shaowen's face gradually became solemn, he knew that there was a huge danger behind the calm, it seemed that the woman in front of him was about to erupt, Hao Shaowen gritted his teeth and said in his heart: Then let the storm come more violently.

moved, he moved first, slowly lifted the heavy sword, and as soon as he stomped his foot, it was like a bullet out of the chamber, spinning at high speed and shooting straight towards Fan Yuqing. Fan Yuqing was still indifferent, and her eyebrows were cold.

"Ahh It's also strange to say that at the moment when Hao Shaowen got up to take the initiative to attack Fan Yuqing, Fan Xiaoer was not only not nervous, but was happy for the senior sister, because he had a hunch that Hao Shaowen was killing himself.

Sure enough, when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Fan Yuqing's body, she suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and for a moment, just a moment, she flashed behind Hao Shaowen, raised a palm, and gently patted his vest, stopping, all of them stopped under this palm.

Everyone was dumbfounded, quiet, very quiet, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

"Pounce-" Hao Shaowen spat out a mouthful of blood, the heavy sword in his hand fell in response, he looked back at Fan Yuqing, a relieved smile on his face, and then slowly fell. Fan Yuqing was stunned, her palm was still in the air, but it was so heavy, so heavy that her heart felt pain.

"Wen'er!" Hao Jie jumped up in surprise, arrived in the ring in an instant, quickly took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Hao Shaowen's mouth, picked him up, and walked away.

"Wow-" There was thunderous applause in the ring, and the disciples of the Holy Hand Sect rushed up, throwing up the senior sister with a blank face. Offstage, Fan Ren was laughing, laughing very sadly, Fan Xiaoer was laughing, laughing very confused, Fan Xiaorong was also laughing, laughing with tears on his face.

God and God are really crazy at the same time, Fan Yuqing actually won, she actually kept that luck, she actually turned impossible and unrealistic things into possibilities and realities, is there really so many accidents in life? The answer is - I don't know, because I haven't seen Heaven or God either, just as I've never seen a ghost......

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