The third duel officially began under everyone's expectations!

The two young men named Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe were originally brothers, and their tacit understanding with each other was very high. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the battle, the two exchanged glances and quickly launched an attack from the left and right flanks.

"Kill him at any cost!"

This is the primary goal of the two.

As soon as the two of them made a move, several rapid ice arrows shot out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and before Nan Yan could dodge, his body was already bruised by the sudden ice arrows.

One of the ice arrows even pierced his shoulder, blood gushing out.

"Brother Nanyan......!"

"Master!"

Aya'er and the three trumpet cuties in the audience were suddenly shocked.

Nan Yan didn't expect the other party to start so quickly, and he was a little confused for a while.

Seeing that Nanyan's movements became sluggish, Na Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe immediately seized the opportunity, palms of both hands back, and used a "flame spray", and the two bodies suddenly turned into a phantom, staggering and rushing towards Nanyan.

Chilling ice arrows and scorching fireballs pierced the void at the same time, scattering the sky.

"Damn! Labor and management haven't had time to merge yet! ”

Nan Yan scolded and immediately dodged.

Just as he rushed out, a strong thigh hit him, and the hard knees were hard as stones on Nanyan's lower abdomen.

"Gurgle!"

Nanyan's body was knocked backwards and fell.

At the same time, seeing that Wan Dashan's attack was successful, Wan Dahe in the other direction immediately kicked over.

Nan Yan's calf was kicked, his whole body was crooked, he suddenly lost his center of gravity, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled a few times before stopping.

In this fall, Nan Yan was already covered with blood when he got up.

The martial arts Tiangang Fist and the art of fire control, Nan Yan has mastered it perfectly, but he is very rusty with this real hand-to-hand combat.

If it weren't for the spider king's chain mail made by Bone Hime, he would have broken a few ribs.

Getting up from the agitated dust, Nan Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to use the merger skill.

But Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe didn't give him a chance, and the fists and feet of the two of them smashed heavily again with strong wind pressure.

"Grass!"

Nan Yan subconsciously crossed his hands and took the brute force blow.

His steps kept retreating, ready to unload the attack power just now, but he was already on the edge of the ring behind him, and he was afraid that he would fall off the stage if he took a few more steps.

It's too late to brake!

Nan Yan was in a hurry, ready to use the flame spray and stop retreating.

At this moment, the two brothers in front of him actually appeared behind him like ghosts, kicked his back with two feet, Nanyan was kicked and eaten by a dog, grabbed the ground with his head, and almost knocked out his front teeth!

Seeing this, there was a suspicious voice in the audience.

"What's going on? Just now, the two of the Wan families clearly took the lead and could knock the young master of the thousand families out of the field, why did they take action to stop him from playing? ”

"These two people seem to be ruthless in every move, huh? What's going on? That little young master of the Qianjia family seems to be in a very bad situation! ”

"That guy named Wan Dashu hasn't made a move, I don't know what the situation is?"

……

On the VIP stage, the old man Qianzhan also seemed to see a clue, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyebrows.

He looked at Wan Lang, who was proud of the spring breeze on the opposite side, gritted his teeth, and returned his gaze to the field again.

Now that the other party has not directly shown bad intentions, even if the old man of Qianzhan protests on the spot, I am afraid it will be useless.

He had to wait and see, but his hands were clenched into fists.

The same is true of Qian Yunhao in the stands, he knows that Nan Yan's physical strength and strength have been almost exhausted after the first two duels, and his eyes are also full of worry when he sees his son being beaten and rolled around.

"Maybe I should have stopped him just now......"

He couldn't help but feel remorse.

Stage.

Nan Yan stood up again, and then was knocked to the ground by Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe, and the two seemed to intend to consume Nan Yan's physical strength a little bit through such continuous blows, and finally give him a fatal blow.

Just when Nanyan was a little unable to stand, the third player of the enemy, Wan Dashu, that is, the young uncle who had shaved half of his beard, finally made a move!

His footwork was as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the three-person battle and struck out with one palm: "Ice Whirlwind!" ”

As soon as the icy whirlwind erupted from his palm, the strong wind hit Nanyan's body, causing him to whirl and fall under the ring.

Unexpectedly, Nanyan didn't do anything in the third game, and was knocked off the stage so easily, and there was a burst of boos from the audience.

"...... this?" When the old guy Wan Lang saw this, he almost burst out of his eyes.

What's going on?

I obviously ordered the three of them to kill this kid Qiannanyan, right?

How could you get him out of power?

In this way, wouldn't the battle end with a thousand defeats?

The one I just arranged was ...... Isn't it all in vain?

These three pieces of waste! You can't do this little thing!

Wan Lang was almost angry and had a heart attack, and he kept panting in his seat, and several Wan family elders on the side saw this, and they didn't dare to disturb him one by one.

"You...... What does that mean! Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe stared at Wan Dashu who had just joined the battle with a puzzled expression.

"Beat your opponent while he's not paying attention, that's all." Wan Dashu shrugged his shoulders with an innocent expression. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

The two companions both had a headache on their faces, and pulled him and whispered, "Damn! You're stupid! Just now, the head of the house told us to kill him! Do you understand! Kill him! You knock him out and the fight is over! We can't just do anything to him anymore! ”

"Ahh Wan Dashu had an expression like waking up from a dream, pretending to be very scared, "It's over!" Just now I saw that you played so well, and as soon as my head was hot, I beat him out of the field, how can this be good! ”

"You, you! What should I do now, the head of the family will not easily spare the three of us, and everything is over. "Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe are like ashes.

Although they won the duel, the two were really not happy at all.

The thought of the punishment that awaited them and the others made the two of them tremble.

Only the ten thousand trees looked lazy, stretched on the stage, and prepared to step down.

Originally, he didn't plan to participate in this unfair battle, and the reason why he came before he finished shaving his beard was purely because of the lewd coercion of the head of the family, and he had to obey as a member of the family.

Knowing that he had three adults with more than one royal rank to deal with a thirteen-year-old boy at the same time, and the other party's strength had just reached the peak of the mortal rank, this kind of obvious bullying thing was disdainful of his character.

What's more, the head of the family gave the order to kill, which made Wan Dashu feel that the head of the family was crazy.

So Shicai, I found an opportunity, and when Wan Dashan and Wan Dahe didn't pay attention, they came to a god to assist and beat Nanyan out of the field, so that the young man's fate was saved.

Even if he would be punished, it would not matter.

Anyway, he didn't want to do anything against his will, even if it was the order of the head of the family.

He is a collateral bloodline, and his status in the Wan family is not as good as Wan Peng's descendant young masters, and his feelings for the Wan family are not so deep.

"That's the end of it, let's go back and shave......"

Just when Wan Dashu thought it was over, the audience suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

"Wow! Look! The little master of the thousand families hasn't fallen off the stage yet! ”

"Great! He hasn't lost yet! ”

……

Under everyone's surprised and moved eyes, Nanyan was climbing on the edge of the ring with both hands, trying to climb onto the ring.

Just now, just as he almost fell under the ring, he sent a large jet of flames in the air, pushing his body to the edge of the ring, and he took the opportunity to grab the stone railing on the edge of the ring with one hand, maintaining a hanging posture, and climbing up little by little.

Looking at Nan Yan's embarrassed appearance and trying to climb, the clansmen of the Thousand Families couldn't help but redden.

So, when Nan Yan climbed back into the ring with difficulty, the audience erupted in the warmest cheers and applause since the opening.

"Come on! A thousand southern geese! Come on! ”

"Cousin Nanyan! Come on! We've got you covered! ”

"Brother Nanyan! Don't lose! ”

……

There were bursts of encouragement and cheers from the audience.

On the stage, Nan Yan wiped the blood on his face, spit out the blood clot in his mouth by the way, and scolded in his mouth: "Grandma Ground Bear!" This forced pretending to be too failed, it's a dog! ”