Chapter 31: The Sick Cat

"Well, boss. I'll go first, and if I lose, you'll come again!"

Fang Hu rubbed his hands.

"Hmm!"

Nodding slightly, Qin Feng followed him to the fighting platform in the center of the first layer.

There, quite a few warriors began to gather. It's just that these people have more or less lost, so they are extremely cautious before acting. Even Qin Feng saw that many people were secretly probing the strength of the other party.

If you find out that the opponent's strength is stronger than your own, you will come forward to make an appointment. Otherwise, it will be rejected.

In this case, a stalemate has been formed on the scene. Basically no one dares to go on stage to fight!

Jumping forward, Fang Hu laughed and said loudly: "Tiger Bucai below, ask for advice from heroes from all walks of life!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused laughter.

No, Fang Hu's words really caused everyone to discuss.

"What is this stupid boy doing?

"It's not that it's incomprehensible, what boy doesn't have a heroic dream? But even if this kid is looking for death, then it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame. ”

After speaking, a young warrior was about to step forward to challenge. Clinker, I saw a figure in front of me, a harrier turned over, and stopped steadily on the fighting platform. Stand in front of Fang Hu before everyone else.

This person is six feet old, looks good, wears gorgeous clothes, and his strength is already sevenfold.

"Boy, that's why you want to be a hero. Then Pei Huan will play with you today, just don't cry and don't admit it later. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Fang Hu's face was furious, and he pointed at the visitor: "Hmph, the surname is Pei." What kind of hero is the kung fu on his lips, he is a man, so he will practice with me. ”

"Okay, practice practice, practice. But first we have to say, how big is the bet?"

Taking it out of his arms, Fang Hu took out four small snow pills and said, "I have these four little snow pills on me." Within four people, you can bet as big as you want. ”

"Oh!"

Pei Huan was suddenly ecstatic in his heart, he had a sevenfold spiritual breath, and he was one realm higher than this kid. Fight against it, nine out of ten. This little snow pill doesn't make money, it doesn't earn in vain!

But he pretended to be hesitant on his face and said, "Well, so be it." Seeing that the little snow pill on your body is not easy to come by, I will not be embarrassed by you. How about we bet on two?"

When others heard this, they were already feeling sorry for themselves.

"This damn guy is cheap and good. ”

"Huh, two?"

Fang Hu patted his chest generously and said, "Little white face, you are really not a man. If you want to gamble, of course, you have to bet a little bigger, so be it. One game is decided, how about I bet four with you?"

"Four?"

Hearing this, Pei Huan was a little vigilant. Glancing at Fang Hu again, seeing his stupid face, his mind was alive again.

"This kid looks silly, not like a pig and a tiger. Moreover, his realm is indeed a sixfold work of spiritual breath that cannot be faked. Hey, hey, you're going to fulfill me. Then I can't blame me!"

At that moment, he also took out four Xiao Xuedan and said: "What a crazy boy, you have to gamble." Then bet, but you can't lose later!"

"Of course, this is the Snow Mountain Temple. I don't dare to deny it!"

But what made Pei Huan a little uneasy was that he was weird to see the silly boy in front of him suddenly smile strangely.

"Stand still, I'm going to make a move!"

Fang Hu picked up the snatched nine-ring broadsword, and his spiritual power skyrocketed. The earthy yellow spiritual power instantly enveloped the whole body and spread to the blade.

Feeling the momentum on Fang Hu's body, Pei Huan's eyes widened. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said viciously: "Boy, suffer death!"

Then I saw him take out an iron fan out of nowhere and throw it casually.

"Bleeding without a trace!"

The iron fan flew towards Fang Hu at an extremely fast speed, and it could even be seen that there was a trace of blood-red spiritual power mixed with the fan body.

This blood-red spiritual power was full of two wisps of evil qi, and it was extremely cold.

At this time, Fang Hu was still running his sword momentum, seeing that the fan body had already attacked him, he still didn't see him make a move.

Seeing this scene, Pei Huan already felt that the victory was in his hands and put his mind at ease.

"Boy, admit defeat!"

Just when he was sure that he was going to win with one move, he only felt that the air around him seemed a little strange.

"The wind is blowing?"

The next moment, the wind was raging, and Fang Hu, who had never moved, finally swung a knife.

"Goose Walking!"

Oh, like a wild goose soaring in the sky. The beautiful sword qi left a fluctuation in the air, directly passing over Pei Huan's iron fan.

Under the collision of the two phases, the iron fan was quickly shot down.

"Not good!"

Seeing this turbulent and terrifying move, Pei Huan only felt that the overwhelming power was constantly attacking him. Just as he tensed his nerves, ready to force the blow. Suddenly, when the attack was a foot in front of him, the terrifying sword qi actually collapsed on its own.

"It's ......"

The surprise of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made Pei Huan stunned for a while.

When he raised his head, he saw that the fool on the other side was scratching his head, and laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I haven't practiced this trick yet." The power can't be used......"

Hearing this, Pei Huan was overjoyed. estimated the distance between himself and the kid in front of him, "Yes, Sanzhang." An ordinary warrior of the Spiritual Rest Period. There is a certain range limit to the release of spiritual power. Although this kid's moves are extremely powerful, he is only a six-fold kid with spiritual breath. One is that the spiritual power is not enough to support the moves, and the other is that the learning art is not surprised. It's just a pity that this kid has such a high-grade martial arts. If you learn it yourself......"

He didn't think about it anymore, but his eyes were obviously full of jealousy when he looked at Fang Hu.

"If you can learn a high-grade martial art yourself, why do you need to stay so much in this first layer. You must know that the students of the same class as themselves have already entered the second layer, and there, their cultivation speed is faster. It only takes a short time for the gap between them and themselves to widen and widen. ”

"No matter, I can't wait. ”

As soon as his heart was crossed, Pei Huan immediately withdrew the iron fan. Bombarded towards Fang Hu at great speed!

"Sword Dance in the Sky!"

With the dissipation of his true qi, the iron fan in his hand instantly decomposed, turning into twelve small swords, flashing with a fierce cold light and shooting towards Fang Hu.

In the face of this dense offensive, Fang Hu, who was still extremely clumsy, suddenly moved flexibly. waved the nine-ring broadsword in his hand in an orderly manner, like a clown, flashing and jumping.

The twelve flying swords chased after each other, and the appearance of chasing and catching up amused the warriors in the audience. It also made Pei Huan quite complacent.

"This kid is really a piece of rubbish. ”

At the thought that he would win four Little Snow Pills after staying for a while, Pei Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud triumphantly.

"Hahahaha, boy, admit defeat. Otherwise, your grandfather Pei won't spare you. ”

(End of chapter)