Little Qizi?

The corners of Qi Liuyun's eyes jumped, he hadn't heard this title for many years.

But look at Han Fei, he can't refute it, even if he has become a great grandmaster, but in the face of the old antiques that survived from that era, every one of them is an existence that he can't easily provoke.

"Juniors don't dare!"

Qi Liuyun arched his hand, then glanced at Wang Hu, who was pale, and said with a smile: "I heard that the seniors and Sect Master Wang made a bet, no, I came to take a look and be fair!"

Han Fei smiled: "Do you think the old man is the kind of person who doesn't tell the truth?"

Qi Liuyun: "Don't dare, I used to hear that the family teacher often mentioned the seniors when he was alive, saying that the seniors were all the best, so naturally they didn't dare to question it, the seniors are at will!"

"Your master is dead?" Han Fei was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and recalled: "I still remember that your master opened a noodle restaurant at that time, but her noodles are indeed a little salty!"

When Qi Liuyun heard this, the corners of his eyes jumped again: "The family teacher has passed away ten years ago!"

Han Fei nodded.

Wang Hu on the side also eased up at this time, and when he heard Qi Liuyun's obviously jealous words, his heart became more and more worried.

Although he knew that Han Fei was very senior, it was the first time he had seen that the mansion master who was the great grandmaster had such respect for Han Fei.

Han Fei sighed that he came and went quickly, and after pulling two sentences at random, he didn't pay attention to Qi Liuyun anymore, but looked at Wang Hu and said:

"How's it going?"

"Think about it, listen to the Great Grandmaster!" Wang Hu nodded immediately,

At this moment, he also figured out that it was impossible to resist Han Fei, and he was also extremely eager for the best spiritual weapon in his heart.

Han Fei didn't do anything, after all, Han Jiaren was just a ten-year-old girl, could it be that there were hundreds of people in the Wang family, and none of them could win?

Han Fei nodded with satisfaction: "Earlier, it scared you?"

Qi Liuyun glanced at Wang Hu with pity.

Wang Hu: "......"

Are you embarrassed to say?

Han Fei: "Then it's okay, my Yunsun wins a game, you give me 100 million, if you win a game, I will give you the best spiritual weapon, and you are not allowed to regret it!"

The question is, do I dare?

Thinking that even Qi Liuyun was going to lower his attitude.

Wang Hu was speechless in his heart, but nodded respectfully on his face: "If you don't regret it, it will be according to the will of the Great Grandmaster, but the sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be accidents in the formal competition, so please be considerate of the Great Grandmaster!"

Han Fei nodded: "No problem, let's start, you remember to prepare the martial coins!"

......

Off the field, the children of the Wang family, who had already gotten the news, looked at Han Jiaren one by one.

The Grandmaster Family also has the pride of the Grandmaster Family, and if someone knocks on the door, it will naturally not feel good.

Even if the other party is a great grandmaster, but they can't beat the great grandmaster, can't they beat a little girl?

At this time, a child of the Wang family who had received Wang Hu's order ran over: "The head of the family has an order, anyone who defeats Han Jiaren with the strength of the same realm can be personally cultivated by the head of the family." ”

At this moment, Han Jiaren naturally heard the man's order, and pursed his lips when he heard the words.

The heart said that the grandmaster of the Wang family is really stingy, I won the ancestor and gave me 10,000 yuan, and the children of the Wang family won a chance to cultivate in person.

Comparing the two, she suddenly felt how lucky she was to have such a generous and kind ancestor?

Thinking of this, she touched her fists with both hands, pointed at the children of the Wang family under the stage, hooked her fist, and looked provocative:

"Who is coming? Don't say that your Wang family doesn't even dare to fight a girl like me!"

The children of the Wang family in the audience have already been red-eyed, following the grandmaster's practice, even if the martial arts are not successful in the future, they are also grandmaster disciples, right?

The family status is definitely far superior to the others.

So as soon as Han Jiaren's words fell, someone immediately jumped up with a long stick: "I'm coming, a little guy who has just entered a star, and he dares to come to my Wang family to be arrogant, when I have no one in my Wang family?" Remember, the one who wins you, the Wang family Wang Xie!"

Airplanes!

Wang Xie waved the long stick in his hand, and there was an immediate sound of breaking the air in the air.

"Let's fight!"

"Wait a minute!"

"What? Do you want to throw in the towel now?"

Han Jiaren blinked: "I don't admit defeat, I just think we should add some color, in this way, if I lose, I will give you 10,000 yuan, and if you lose, I will also give me 10,000 yuan?"

"Ten thousand?"

Wang Xie hesitated, 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, he is just an ordinary child of the Wang family, where can he take it out easily?

He hesitated: "How about I give you the weapon in my hand?"

Han Jiaren was suddenly unhappy: "Your stick is just an iron rod, what do I want your stick for?"

Wang Xie: "Nonsense, this is a low-grade treasure, after I became a three-star martial artist, the family reward, I can sell it for 20,000 or 30,000 martial coins, and I bet with you that it will be 10,000 martial coins, or you earned it!"

Han Jiaren's eyes lit up: "Really, can you sell twenty or thirty thousand martial coins, don't lie to me, my ancestor is a great grandmaster!"

Wang Xie didn't expect to be questioned by a little girl, and immediately said: "Don't lie to you, if it's not worth the price, I'll find a way to get you 10,000 yuan, but I don't know if you can have 10,000 yuan?"

He already felt in his heart that the victory was in his hands, and the other side was just a little girl, and he was also a one-star martial artist.

He is a three-star martial artist, even if he lowers the realm, with his own combat experience, he is not the same as crushing the opponent.

Han Jiaren said without blushing: "Don't worry, I am one of the most distressed descendants of my ancestors, isn't it just 10,000 yuan, my ancestors usually give me more pocket money than this!"

When Wang Xie heard this, he suddenly felt a burst of envy in his heart, feeling that the great master was really different, and he no longer doubted Han Jiaren, so he raised his stick and said:

"Okay, that's what you said!"

He was already a little excited in his heart, and he already felt that the other party's 10,000 yuan was already in his pocket.

With a lift of the stick, the momentum is like a rainbow, just like Han Jiaren rushing over!

However, Han Jiaren looked at Wang Xie who rushed over, but did not attack immediately, but hesitated a little.

She suddenly remembered the weapon she had bent when she was at home, and she was worried that she would bend the iron rod with a punch while wearing gloves now.

It's your own!

When she hesitated, the other party's stick had already smashed over, and Han Jiaren felt the sound of the wind.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the expression on Wang Xie's face, which was already distorted with excitement, and then subconsciously punched!

"Bang!"

Maybe it was the first time Han Jiaren used the gloves, and the excitement on Wang Xie's face had not disappeared, and the person had completely lost consciousness!

The stick was let go and was snatched by Han Jiaren.

Wang Xie flew out upside down, and it wasn't until he hit the ground that blood began to bubble out from the collapsed place on his face.

"How is it possible? So fast! So strong! Wang Xie is a three-star martial artist, how can her strength and speed be so strong?"

Offstage, all the children of the Wang family were dumbfounded, the three-star martial artist suppressed the realm, and was defeated by the one-star martial artist with one punch?

In the stands, Han Fei's old face showed a smile and looked at Wang Hu with a gloomy face: "Chenghui, 100 million!"

Offstage, Han Jiaren tried the iron rod with a smile, felt the unusual weight, and immediately put it away,

Looking at the children of the Wang family in the audience again, it was like looking at a pile of 10,000 yuan walking!

If you win one, the ancestor will give 10,000, and you can win 10,000 by yourself, which is 20,000 yuan, ten is 200,000, and 100 is .........

After quietly calculating, her eyes were about to narrow, and she immediately shouted: "The next 20,000 yuan, come to fight!"