After March, Pingcheng

The annual martial arts competition was held today.

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Before dawn, everyone came to the martial arts venue one after another to wait, and the audience was in full swing.

"Hey, I said, how are you going to bet?"

"I bet a thousand gold for Heyun Feihao in Wangammon!"

"What? You're betting on the gambling door! You're really unwilling to play big!"

"Although he is the son of Crane Tianxing, this year's talents are pouring out layer by layer, and they should not be underestimated!"

"That's it! It is rumored that 100 people will participate in the war this year, and rising stars will emerge in an endless stream, so why be obsessed?"

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Everyone was talking, so it was not lively.

The scorching sun was at the head, the martial arts competition officially began, and the first one to go into battle was a middle-aged man, burly, with a vicious face, and it was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man who faced him.

The young man was handsome, dressed in a purple silk silkworm robe, and his face was as distinct as an engraving. With dark and dense hair, under the sword eyebrows, there is a pair of long peach blossom eyes, full of affection, a tall nose, moderately thick red lips, and a dizzying smile.

"Sister, look, the first one to play is Yunfei Gongzi!"

"Yes, Yunfei Gongzi is still so handsome~"

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In Pingcheng, He Yunfei is well-known for his handsomeness, and many girls in the audience also come here.

"At such a young age, he has such potential, which should not be underestimated!" Master's face was dark, and his eyes showed some approval.

Mo Lanjiong also noticed that He Yunfei was furrowed.

"Junior, Heyunfei, please advise!"

On the martial altar, He Yunfei was humble and polite, and bowed to the middle-aged man facing him.

"You're Heyunfei?" The middle-aged man looked contemptuous.

"It's the junior!"

"I'm here to see how amazing you are!

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, and a fire fist came straight towards Heyunfei, and the seemingly bulky figure was as fast as a sharp arrow at the moment.

"Hot Fist!Drink~"

The fist of fire turned into light and shadow, rolling up the scorching heat, and the air writhed around it.

"Yunfei Gongzi, be careful!" some of the girls looked worried.

"Heh, this uncle doesn't play cards according to the routine!"

The corners of Heyunfei's mouth raised slightly, and then his palms turned into fists, and his arms immediately stood in front of his chest: "Block me!"

I saw that He Yunfei shouted angrily, and a white light shield shadow suddenly appeared on his chest, instantly blocking the fire fist.

"What... What?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Shock!"

There was another angry shout, and a strong vibration wave was vented, and the middle-aged man flew outside the martial arts arena in an instant.

However, in one round, the middle-aged man was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Holy! What kind of move is this?"

"Amazing, what did I just say?

"The best is yet to come, what are you proud of!"

"Cut!"

Under the altar, everyone talked and was in a hurry.

"How... How is that possible?"

The middle-aged man looked up with difficulty, looked at the unscathed He Yunfei, his eyes were full of surprise, and he was immediately carried down by the martial arts man.

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Next, many young martial arts cultivators played a good record, and He Yunfei finally advanced to the quarterfinals.

"Okay!"

"This year's new generation of strong people is really endless!"

"What am I talking about, I will make a lot of money by betting on the crane Yunfei!"

The scene was once turbulent and enthusiastic, but Mo Lanjiong's heart was like a mixed taste, thinking that the master was about to die, his heart was like a boulder.