In the northwest region of the Lan Dynasty, there was a tribe that was called a vassal to the Lan Dynasty during the reign of the first emperor, and the first emperor called it the Tianmang tribe, where the people were tall, dark-skinned, did not understand speech, and were naturally reckless.

The person on the stage is probably a person from the Tianmang clan, but compared to the Tianmang clan people Xiao Yang has seen, this one is ...... No, this guy is obviously a little shorter.

Loulan people can sing and dance, and in this song and dance, they naturally have their unique subtleties, and there is a stunt of "after a song is finished, no one survives".

And at this moment, the iron fan was unusually light in the hand of the folding fan, his expression was charming, and his feet were light, as if there was really a dance music fluttering, and for a while, the eyes of everyone under the ring were almost occupied by the corner of the smoke and rain building.

Looking at the opponent's Tianmang clansman again, he held an iron rod in his hand and looked at the petite man in front of him with a sneer.

Under the ring, people began to talk loudly again.

"Loulan's folding fan is lightly curved, and there is an indescribable viciousness in the femininity, and it has always been danced by women, and the throat is sealed with blood."

"Yes, yes, it's the first time I've seen this man's folding fan dance, don't say it, this graceful figure is not inferior to a woman's ......"

"Be careful, this fan dance is not something that ordinary people can see."

The black-faced strong man on the opposite side knocked the stick in the ring with an earth-shattering sound, and the air flow exploded like thunder, and Xiao Yang could feel this extraordinary sense of oppression under the ring.

The folding fan was forced to take a step back, and in the next second, she was like a light bird, flying to the black-faced strong man at a very fast speed, and hit the strong man closely.

The black-faced strong man is tall and naturally relatively sluggish, while the folding fan has been speeding up the pace of the attack, striving for a quick victory.

The body of the folding fan is very soft, and Xiao Biao has never seen a man whose figure can be so soft.

This also makes him very handy when dodging attacks.

As soon as the iron fan in the folding fan was opened, it left a striking blood mark on the strong man's body, and the strong man felt the threat, and rounded the stick in his hand and swept it away, but fortunately, the folding fan reacted quickly and retreated in time, and the stick thicker than his arm did not hurt him.

The black-faced man's stick was as chaotic as a whirlwind, but it was crazy, and his iron rod swept by, bringing up a strong and powerful air current, making it difficult for people to approach.

The folding fan frowned, and said loudly: "Stupid big man, are you afraid?" The stick is so hard, is it afraid that I will get close? ”

The black-faced strong man couldn't help but wave the iron rod towards the folding fan, and the range of the rolled up air flow was very large, and the folding fan was not in a hurry to dodge, and was hit by the air flow, and he was immediately speechless in pain.

Xiao Yang clenched his fists under the ring, and the airflow brought by the black-faced strong man was extremely strong, and it was enough to fold the fan after taking a hit.

The folding fan covered his abdomen, gritted his teeth and said, "This stupid big man is not so big in vain, it hurts enough to beat someone." ”

The folding fan endured the pain and wrestled with the strong man, and suddenly, the folding fan seized the opportunity, like an off-string arrow, and quickly rushed behind the strong man.

And the strong man didn't feel the pain, and when he turned around, he slapped the folding fan away.

The folding fan was lifted away, and although he could still stand firmly, his head was still buzzing with this shock.

After the folding fan stood firm, he immediately took two steps back, and said with emotion: "This is simply not a person, not only is the skin rough and the flesh thick, but he still has so much strength after being reckless for so long......"

The "fighting" in the eyes of the alien race is different from that of the Central Plains, they are very optimistic about the victory and defeat, and they are not dead in the ring, which is the so-called battle of trapped beasts.

The folding fan calmed down for a moment, and his afterglow caught a glimpse of Xiao Biao under the ring, and his eyes became firm.

Fold the fan and said, "Silly big man, don't let me lose face in front of the little general......

The folding fan took a false step, straight close.

The pace is extremely illusory, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch the movement of the footprints, just like a ghost.

Xiao Biao was very surprised when he watched it from the audience.

This is...... The ghost step of the Oriental family? How can a folding fan be? Oriental Wood Sect?

Xiao Biao shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart: Most of them are from Dongfang Mu's sect, and the Dongfang family has a descendant like Dongfang Mu, and sooner or later everyone will have a copy of their martial arts cheats.

After the folding fan got close, he directly started to attack frantically, his body was as soft as a bone, and the folding fan in his hand went back and forth on the strong man's body and drew a lot of scars, the ghost shadow was unfathomable, and the strong man was obviously not an opponent.

The folding fan jumped up at the right time, jumped directly on the shoulder of the strong man, and the dagger slipped out of the sleeve of his left hand and inserted it directly into the shoulder of the strong man, and the strong man twisted his body frantically, trying to throw the folding fan down, but the folding fan was like a lion biting its prey.

He was supple and clutched the dagger.

As soon as the folding fan in his hand was closed, a silver needle shot out of the tail.

"Hidden weapon?" The people in the audience discussed: "I didn't expect that there was a hidden weapon in the folding fan, but when you use a hidden weapon in the ring, isn't it a foul?" ”

Xiao Biao said with a smile: "As long as you use a short blade, you can use a hidden weapon, and there were people who relied on the hidden weapon to win the first place in the Phoenix Terrace competition." ”

Three silver needles shot out of the folding fan, and the strong man's movements became sluggish, and the folding fan pulled out the dagger and jumped down, falling to the strong man's side.

Xiao Biao looked at the folding fan with satisfaction, the silver needles into the acupuncture points can directly paralyze people, and there are two more needles to completely fix this Tianmang clansman.

The folding fan threw the blood stains on the dagger to the ring, and said, "Silly big man, I think the victory and defeat have been decided, do you want to continue?" ”

The strong man didn't seem to understand the words at all, and he screamed at the folding fan, as if he had no intention of surrendering.

"What's wrong, didn't you say that it would be better until then?" The folding fan looked at the strong man with a foolish expression, and the strong man did not show weakness, even if he was hit by three needles in the acupoint, he still used all his strength to wave the stick and hit the folding fan.

The folding fan deftly dodged, and the iron fan in his hand shot out a silver needle.

This time the strong man couldn't stand it at all, his huge body fell suddenly, and the folding fan unfolded the iron fan in his hand and directly pressed against the strong man's neck.

Now that the winner has been decided, the folding fan said very seriously: "You lost." ”

The strong man no longer resisted, he looked at the face of the folding fan, and said a vague sentence of "Duge", and the folding fan tilted his head in confusion.

The strong man said in very broken Mandarin, "Duge, my name."

Folding Fan's eyes lit up, he actually felt that this strong man didn't seem to be as terrible as it looked, he squatted down and pointed to himself, and said, "My name is Folding Fan, do you have time to come to Loulan to play?" It's kind of fun there. ”

The referee in the audience announced: "The victory has been decided, and the folding fan wins." ”

The folding fan happily jumped out of the ring, ran directly to Xiao Biao's side, and said, "Little general, how is it, I didn't disappoint you!" ”

Xiao Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "The ghost shadow step of the Dongfang family, you are very handy. ”

"Hey, hey." The folding fan scratched his head and said, "He likes to teach, so I learned it by the way, but I didn't expect it to be really used." ”

Folding Fan smiled, and was about to say something, but there was a "gurgling" sound in his stomach, and Folding Fan seemed to be particularly hungry lately.

Xiao Biao knocked on the head of the folding fan and said, "I just ate so much breakfast with you, why are you hungry again before noon?" ”

The folding fan pouted and said, "No way, it's a lot of exercise~ I remember that there is a kitchen in the martial arts arena, let's go see if we can touch something to eat." ”

The folding fan nodded helplessly.

On the viewing platform, Yu Wenjing watched Xiao Yang and the folding fan leave the competition arena like this, and his expression instantly became serious.

Dongfang Mu next to him was laughing heartily: "Hahahaha, the folding fan actually even uses our family's kung fu, is this the first game to fight the donkey skills poor hahahaha, wait, Yu Wenjing, where are you going??" ”

Yu Wenjing replied simply: "Go find her." ”

"Hey!" Dongfang Mu also followed, and said, "This ring match is not over yet, so you just leave...... Not so good. ”

Yu Wenjing glanced back at Yu Wenli, Yu Wenli blinked his eyes, and said, "What are you looking at me?" If you get bored, go somewhere else, I'm okay with that. ”

Dongfang Mu smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, Yuwenjing, slow down, the folding fan won't eat your concubine, why are you walking so fast?" ”

Yu Wenjing's thick eyebrows tightened, and he said firmly: "He has bad intentions!" ”

On the viewing platform, Yu Wenli also began to feel bored, and at this moment, the queen returned to the viewing platform, and the queen saluted Yu Wenli and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine is resting, and she will come over immediately, is the concubine coming back late?" ”

Yu Wenjing raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he seemed to be holding back some bad idea: "Queen, you came back just in time." ”

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