"Hmph, don't worry about this, everything is done seamlessly!" Sun Lingtong smiled casually and continued: "Moreover, even if we are recognized, someone will carry this pot for us!"

"Oh?" Hearing his words, Tang Qi's mouth was full of smiles: "It seems that the head of the Sun family is doing things more properly than I imagined, even so, then I have nothing to say!"

He had no intention of staying here, and when he got the answer he wanted, he turned and walked away.

Halfway through, Tang Qi's figure stopped again, his deep eyes concealed charm, looked in a certain direction and muttered: "I, Tang Qi, want to get you, then you can't escape!"

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In the ring, the two figures have already begun to fight, no, to be specific, maybe this should be a one-sided crush.

I saw that one of the figures was forced by the other to stagger back, and the atmosphere didn't dare to take a breath.

Sad, embarrassed, at a loss, in a dilemma, this is the true portrayal of Li Manfeng's current appearance and heart.

Receiving the other party's palm again, Li Manfeng's legs were slightly weak, and he hurriedly took three or four steps back, and the bitterness in his heart became more and more obvious.

Thinking that he is Li Manfeng, he is also a well-known existence among the young generation of Biyun City, not to mention the small advantage of being handsome, his cultivation is also enough to transform the eightfold level of the sea realm, and he is the only male child in the younger generation of their Li family who can afford to stand on the stage.

But now, in front of everyone's eyes, in the face of the black-robed guy in front of him, he didn't even have the strength to fight back, and it was embarrassing for this to spread out, and it also made Li Manfeng refresh his perception of himself.

I feel like I'm a humble dead salted fish now, and I'll never be able to turn over when I'm pressed on the beach!

When he was extremely negative in his heart, Lin Yixun over there was on the offensive, no longer as aggressive as before, just standing in front of him so upright, motionless, as if he didn't intend to continue to shoot.

Seeing this, Li Manfeng was overjoyed, thinking that this guy actually had some demeanor, and he actually knew how to humble himself.

It's just that his thoughts are not over yet, and in his field of vision, Lin Yixun's palm hidden under the wide cuffs suddenly turned up, and he hooked his hand towards him quite defiantly.

In just a moment, Li Manfeng's heart erupted like a volcano, and the heat of Dao Dao's anger filled his body.

In this situation, how could Li Manfeng not understand that the other party was not humble at all, but was simply provoking and teasing him.

"Okay, you faceless guy actually dares to provoke Young Master Ben, then prepare to meet Young Master Ben's wrath!" Li Manfeng clenched his teeth, his chest suddenly mentioned, and as he spoke, his eyes turned ghostly, and he shouted at Dehuai Zhenren on the side.

"I throw in the towel!"

As soon as the words came out, the whole space became a little quiet, and even Dehuai Zhenren himself was a little stunned.

After being stunned, there was a wave of disdain, angry scolding, and sighing.

Offstage, Li Guanyue's shadow suddenly turned, looking down at the ground, and he had scolded Li Manfeng on the stage countless times in his heart.

And Li Feng, who was beside her, also twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, just because Li Manfeng's move was really embarrassing.

If you want to admit defeat, just do it, you have to shout a lot over there, and the most angry thing is to shout so loudly, for fear that others will not know your bear behavior?

Li Manfeng didn't care about the gossip outside the court, he raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yixun, who was like petrification, and at the same time the corners of his mouth grinned in an arc that he thought was handsome, and said: "Hmph, if you want to humiliate Young Master Ben in front of so many people, there is no door!"

Those who don't know what he said probably thought were the winner!

After speaking, he didn't care about the opinions of the people around him, his sleeves waved slightly, and he jumped off the stage very chicly, and walked slowly in the direction where everyone in the Li family was.

"Brother, are you brainbroken?" As soon as Li Manfeng came back, Li Guanyue over there turned her head and glared at him fiercely, and couldn't help but say.

"Fourth sister, didn't you see that guy's gesture, it is clear that he looks down on me and intends to continue to humiliate me, so how can I fulfill his wish!" Li Manfeng shook his head and said, but when he saw that Li Guanyue wanted to say something, he shook his hair and interrupted again: "Fourth sister, I know what you want to say, to be honest, your third brother and I are often anxious about my own intelligence, people, too perfect is always ...... Ahh

"Why are you stepping on me?"

"Sober you up!"

......

The farce on Li Manfeng's side is over, and the second game is also staged in the noise, compared to the very comic ending of the first game, the second game is much simpler and rougher, because this is Sun Haibin's style, the offensive is like a tiger, never dragging mud and water, seizing the opportunity is to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

His opponent was a martial artist of the Eight Realms of the Transformation Sea Realm, named Fang Cheng, from an unknown small family in Biyun City.

This time against Sun Haibin, he knew that he had no hope of winning, so from the very beginning, Fang Cheng walked into the ring with the mentality of trying not to lose too ugly, anyway, he had already come to this point, and the results were already quite good.

As for how many tricks he can survive in Sun Haibin's hands, he himself doesn't know.

Of course, Fang Cheng didn't know this question, but Sun Haibin knew that in just two rounds, the former was forced to fall directly into the ring by his set of sword moves.

The sense of oppression from the ninefold peak cultivation of the Transformation Sea Realm was really strong, and Fang Cheng's cultivation was not worth mentioning in front of him at all.

This also made many people at the scene secretly take a breath, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Fang Cheng, who had already fallen off the ring, shook his head helplessly, got up from the ground while dusting off his body, and looked at Sun Haibin's eyes full of fear.

Fortunately, his action just now was quite decisive, if he was one step later, I am afraid it would not be as simple as losing the game, at least there would be a few more bloody wounds on his body.

For losing the game, Fang Cheng can also be regarded as open, he first bowed slightly to Dehuai Zhenren, and then turned around and left in a dashing manner.

The last game of this round is also the one that Chu Qifan is looking forward to the most, because the two sides are Shen Bailian and Shen Bailan, the two brothers, who are also using swords and practicing the same sword moves, who will be better?

As soon as the two of them came to the stage, Shen Bailan had already drawn out his long sword, pointed at Shen Bailan and said: "Third brother, I know that my cultivation is not as good as you, if you go down to the long fight, you will definitely not be your opponent, why don't we decide the victory with one move!"

"Hmph, if you guys usually think as thoroughly as they do now, you won't suffer so much loss!" Shen Bailian chuckled lightly and continued: "Although your request is very unfair to me, who made me your brother, I accept your condition!"

"In that case, third brother, then I will make a move!" As she spoke, Shen Bailan changed her previous casual nature, and her well-defined face was full of solemnity.

His arm was raised slightly, and the sword seemed to merge with his arm, and at the same time, the vitality that filled his whole body shook his robe.

The next moment, Shen Bailan's eyes seemed to be dotted with stars, and his body moved wildly, like a swimming dragon rushing into the sky, stabbing towards Shen Bailian with a sword.

His sword moves are not so fancy and gorgeous, and he does not have that kind of shocking spirit, some are just a kind of plain simplicity, this move is famous under the moon, and it is also the strongest sword move he can perform.

Facing Shen Bailan's sword move, a smile appeared on Shen Bailian's face, but this smile gave people the feeling that it was not a kind of confidence in himself, but a more indescribable emotion.

Flicking his sleeves, the long sword flickered, like a bright moon, all fell in Shen Bailan's eyes, this move was extremely familiar to the latter, because he had also performed it countless times.

If it is said that cultivating for Shen Bailian is higher than Shen Bailan, but in terms of comprehension of the three styles of Cangyue, he is still slightly inferior to the latter, at least for now, the limit of what he can do is only to show the willow under the moon that has long been familiar to the other party.

Between the sword moves, the cold sword light and shadow are confused, giving people a feeling of needle tip against wheat mang, between three or two breaths, short and short, the two sword moves stopped when they responded.

As the cold sword body that was lying across the side of his cheek stopped, and a strand of hair also fluttered to the ground, Shen Bailian took a deep breath and moved the sword body that was close at hand slightly.

"It is worthy of the thirteenth brother, this sword move is really powerful!" Shen Bailian put away the long sword in his hand, looked at Dehuai Zhenren and said, "I admit defeat!"

After speaking, he first glanced deeply at Shen Bailan, who was stunned, and then returned to his position and chatted with Tong Yu and the others.

"The eightfold loss of the sea realm is sevenfold, but there is really yours!"

Regarding Tong Yu's disdainful words, Shen Bailian just smiled, and did not look like he should have lost the game: "I compare with the thirteenth brother Fang Cai for simple sword moves, not cultivation, and it is not uncommon for me to lose to him!"

Taishang, Shen Bailan looked at the long sword in his hand, and he was also a little distracted for a while.

"I actually won...... Third brother?"

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Bailian has always been the best among his peers, the object he wants to surpass, and the person he admires the most.

The purpose of his hard work is to one day catch up with the former or even defeat the former.

Now he did, but it seemed so unreal to him at this moment.

On the other hand, after some recuperation, Li Shuirou's state also eased slightly, and when the competition in the ring was over, her eyes had already retracted, her beautiful eyes closed, and she fell into thought.

After a long time, her autumn-like eyes suddenly opened, and a touching smile blurred between the corners of her mouth.

"You're still so gentle......"

Yiren sighed lightly, and the smile on his face gradually flattened, replaced by an indescribable bitterness.

"It's just you, can you be gentle with me again?"

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