The fight is still escalating, and the cat-and-mouse game is coming to an end.

This banquet was not polite, taking advantage of Gao Haoqiong's back to the empty door of the ring, he twisted and rushed up, and a sword was about to slash Gao Haoqiong's shoulder and neck.

Gao Haoqiong dodged with some difficulty, but turned over and attacked Fang Fang with a knife that was still behind him and suddenly circled around in front of him.

She didn't panic when she was in trouble, and she tapped her toes, and she was about to fly off the ring when she jumped. Gao Haoqiong didn't let it go, and several consecutive splits in mid-air were easily dodged by the banquet party. She was in mid-air and had no place to stay, but she still did not show defeat, her posture was as light as a flying light feather, as if she had no weight. She leaned forward with a smile and twisted her body, and her toes touched the hemp rope the thickness of her arm. As if a feather had fallen to the ground, she stood on the rope, steady.

In order to avoid affecting the viewing of the ring, all the bluestone sides were removed and replaced with hemp rope, but there is no venue like a modern boxing ring, and Ninghua Yuan is only a temporary ring, not to mention that this ring is just the original martial arts training ground, how can so many details be thought of in a hasty transformation? She thinks she should get a low-to-high spiral stepped seat, a ticket is charged according to the best viewing point of the seat, even if it is ten copper plates per seat, it is a considerable income.

At this time, Yan Fang's mind was all about things that had nothing to do with the ring, and she thought that if she opened a dance hall and designed it like that, she didn't know if it would be profitable?

Gao Haoqiong pulled back his flying thoughts, stood in front of him with his arms in his arms and asked with a smile: "Brother Yan, can you wait for the end of the game to fly out of the sky?" ”

Yan Fang laughed, laughed at his own inexplicable distraction, and laughed at Gao Haoqiong's itchy look at this time, but he refused to take advantage of her shaking spirit to secretly make a black hand.

Gao Haoqiong was dissatisfied, "Why should Brother Yan keep his hand? There are countless battles in the ring, and there are crises everywhere, so why dodge everywhere? ”

But she smiled silently, but did not answer.

How can you say that there is a raunchy old man squatting in a tree in the distance? How can you say that although this old man seems to be unkempt and heartless, he secretly hates to hurt his fellow disciples? How can I say that this old man watched the bloody conflicts in the martial arts test competitions, and couldn't help but promulgate regulations to prohibit the same door from hurting each other, and he knew very well that the sword was eyeless, and he was helpless?

At this time, some people smiled bitterly, knowing that she was watching the ring like this, but she would rather fight reluctantly than bloodshed and clash to win the beauty, knowing that she was more concerned about whether she would be injured than the sword and eyeless ring, knowing that she understood the matter but insisted on working hard according to the requirements that she felt was unreasonable? Knowing that he was angry and leaving, how could he secretly be sad and never beg for mercy?

This clumsy child, a smart child, looks at the child who has grown up with one hand, what if you are a little rebellious? Can I really do anything to you?

No one paid attention to the complicated thoughts in Situ Lie's mind, who was squatting far away on the tree, but at this time, they all paid attention to the ring, listening to the mysterious words of the two.

"If you cut my neck, I might be able to hide a little easier." Gao Haoqiong asked with a smile, but he was secretly scolding in his heart: The angle is so tricky! And at this moment, the light joke seems to be discussing not the bloody issue of cutting the neck or the shoulder, the tone is flat and even slightly dissatisfied, more like complaining that today's porridge and salt are not enough?

Yan Fang pouted, "To make it easier for you to cut your neck?" She looked indifferent, but it was enough to choke people to death when she spoke again, "What if you don't react and blood splatters on my clothes?" ”

Gao Haoqiong really didn't expect the next sentence to mend the knife, as if he wanted to say something, but he choked and choked with tears.

"Cough cough cough, brother banquet you."

She seemed to be smiling, disgusting, "Did I say it wrong?" ”

Gao Haoqiong worked hard to be smooth, and when his breath calmed down, he frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother Yan, chess is a rare battle for opponents, I don't want a competition for you to let me and I let you endless, I, Gao Haoqiong, am you the one who comes and goes, your playing style is too gentle, isn't it bad for yourself?" ”

Some people tilt their heads and innocently think, "What's wrong?" Isn't it very good for a boy to be gentle? ”

The words of the underbeating were undoubtedly a solemn silence in the silent arena, she jumped off the hemp rope, stood on the mottled ring and half turned around, the mottled behind her reflected the brightness of her smile, she asked: "Girls, do you say?" ”

I haven't seen anyone talking and laughing in the ring without swords and eyes, and they are still humorous and witty when life and death are at stake, at this time, the women outside the arena sure enough, someone covered her crimson cheeks, some people covered their lips and laughed silently, and some people shouted: "Xiaoyan~ I still like you to be domineering!" ”

When the banquet party heard it...... Well, the girl of the Warring States is really cheerful and bold.

Someone gritted their teeth, what is there to like to show their demeanor at this time???

So there was a strange situation in the venue, and the girls gathered on the side of the fans!

The men gathered here and watched the girls really show serious thinking about the nonsensical questions thrown by this kid at the banquet? couldn't help but curse secretly, and I couldn't wait to rush up and shout: 'Where is that little white face? More than my brother and my mother?! 'Sour air is rising above your head!

The banquet party looked at the woman waving a handkerchief to herself, dressed in colorful colors, like a palette...... She smiled stiffly, and then turned back and didn't dare to joke anymore.

Someone in the audience sneered and chuckled, "Qingsong, I see that the small banquet was eaten to death by the women of your Warring States, which is worthy of the openness of the people." ”

Fu Qingsong scratched his head in annoyance, "What's so good about such a woman?" Or the woman of Rongjin is gentle and generous, graceful and gentle, IKEA and IKEA IKEA ......"

Someone teased, "I see that you were also eaten to death by the women of your Warring States, do you have the ability to repent of marriage?" Why don't you let Xuan Zai Rongjin choose one for you? ”

Fu Qingsong finally stopped being shot passively, and came back at this time and asked: "My family is okay, Xiaojia, do you have the ability to get rid of your soft and weak beautiful lady and choose me from the Warring States?" ”

"Phew, don't say it, I like Rongjin's tone! When I go back, I'll quit the marriage and let Yanxuan find one for me! He Jia really showed a yearning expression.

"Huh? What about spinning? Where did you go? Speaking of Yan Xuan, He Jia turned around and found that Yan Xuan was gone, and when he looked around, he was pulled back from the ring.

Someone shouted dissatisfiedly: "If you don't fight yet, go back and adjust after flirting!" ”

Yan Fang half-covered his lips and showed a narrow smile, "Okay, the girls come down and talk." ”

Seeing the girls silently boiling with excited expressions on their faces, they didn't notice that the sour gas here was silently expanding until it was about to lift the roof.

No one expected a competition to be like this...... Easy and witty???

Yan Fang shook his hand and shook his sword, and gently swiped in mid-air to pull out a move, "Come on, continue." ”

Gao Haoqiong clenched the handle of the knife with a serious expression, "Brother Yan, I hope you don't keep your hands in a rare battle." ”

The audience was in an uproar, and someone shouted with sour breath: "Do you have a spare hand? I think it's a lack of strength! ”

Someone muttered in a low voice, "Nonsense, didn't you hear Brother Qiong say that he would flash a little easier to cut his neck, Yan Fang cut his shoulder, and it is more laborious to hide from Brother Qiong's angle, don't cut off your shoulder if you have a neck, isn't it what is keeping your hand?" ”

"Wow, I think it's just that the skills are not as good as others, and what is mysterious and unpredictable."

The banquet party didn't care at all, and lazily danced the sword in the air.

Gao Hao's dome technique had already rushed up, and suddenly the speed of the knife was eight points faster, obviously using all his strength.

The banquet party no longer hung on his hippie smile, and finally put on a serious expression and was ready to accept it.

'Qiang Qiang Qiang' made several crisp sounds one after another, and the banquet party took three steps back one after another, and his right hand trembled slightly.

Sure enough, the unloading force is not omnipotent, and if it exceeds the range of unloading, it can only bear it by itself, and at this time, the broken bluestone floor under the feet of the banquet party has sunk silently by three points compared to the surrounding area, and it can be seen that it has suffered a second injury.

Situ Mad had the best angle, looked at the ground intently, did not ignore the tiny details such as the tremor of Yan Fang's right hand, and couldn't help but purse his mouth and look at the barely visible figures on the tall branches in the distance, revealing three points of dissatisfaction.

The banquet party became more and more difficult after a few moves, Gao Haoqiong laughed angrily, and blurted out with sarcasm, "Does Brother Yan think that Gao is not worthy of Brother Yan's best?" There was a bit of deliberateness in those words.

Yan Fang rubbed his wrist silently, but finally showed a wry smile.

No matter how good-tempered the man was, he finally began to be dissatisfied, "I see that you don't look like a timid person on the field, for another reason?" He squinted his gaze and tilted to the sidelines, knowing it.

The offensive in his hands is unabated, and each knife is more violent than the other.

Until the banquet party was forced into a corner and dodged a knife in embarrassment, the big knife slashed into the bluestone ground, and the debris flew all over the sky, and in front of the crowd ten feet apart, the bluestone floor was scratched by the white cracks of the rubble splashed on the stage.

Someone was dumb, just crumbs...... Just scratched the floor?! If that knife is taken......

'Hiss-' Thinking of this, someone gasped, and couldn't help but shiver and couldn't think deeply.

Yan Fang stood in the corner of the ring, unconsciously touching his chest with one hand, panting lightly.

The dissatisfaction in Situ Mad's eyes increased by three points, and he almost stared at the figure on the tree outside the field.

Situ Lie was also shocked when he saw the arena ringing, after all, he pursed his lips, and clenched his fists at the bottom of his sleeves to face the dissatisfied gaze cast from afar in the arena.

'Bang! With a bang, the momentum was huge.

She dodged the knife again, and the bluestone floor on the ring had already emitted an unbearable *, and with the trajectory of the banquet party's dodge, the field was already unrecognizable, revealing the rock base under the floor.

Gao Haoqiong finally saw this situation and was dissatisfied, "I didn't see Brother Yan so afraid of war in the first battle three years ago. ”

Someone speculated in a low voice, "Look, I just said that it was a trick, did you say that you had a back hand, but if you really have a back hand, you won't fight back when you are pressed and beaten?" ”

Some people are also frowning, and they can't help but wonder if they are really suspicious? Is it really just a tricky embroidered pillow?

Gao Haoqiong didn't care about the three-seven twenty-one knife slashing, the knife momentum was three points more violent, the sound of breaking wind could already be heard in the ring, and there was a low sound explosion in the silent air, and the banquet party had already dodged around the ring again, stopped at this time, gritted his teeth and looked at the long sword that Gao Haoqiong threw up on the field at his feet.

The left hand clenched into a fist and did not stretch out his hand after all, Situ Mad looked anxious.

The treetops in the distance shook slightly, like a breeze passing through a wave of shaking and then stopped, Situ Lie also had a complicated expression on his face, and murmured in a low voice, "Yan'er, do you really want to be so stubborn?" If I don't open my mouth, you just give up resisting, don't you? I want you to learn to rebel, but after all, ......" Before the words fell, a long sigh followed, silent and complicated.

Yan Fang gasped, leaning on the hemp rope on the sidelines, Gao Haoqiong simply smashed the bluestone floor inch by inch, and the ring under her feet was already unrecognizable.

At this time, Gao Haoqiong's eyes also flashed ruthlessly, and the big knife was furious and indomitable, seeing that the angle was tricky and difficult to dodge, there was a timid woman who had already covered her face and didn't dare to look! Almost predictably splattered with blood.

The man was still bold, but he was also frightened at this time, and someone asked, "Won't this kill anyone?" ”

Someone shook his head helplessly, "Unless one party falls into the ring or admits defeat, the competition cannot be stopped, the sword is ruthless, and the rules do not explicitly prohibit it from causing harm." Who paused with a complicated expression, "Is it intentional?" Otherwise, how could someone almost die without anyone condemning it? ”

Xuanyuan took the words in his ears expressionlessly, and there was an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, shallow. Almost merciless words spat out from the opening and closing of thin lips, "That way, it's not fun......"

The knife is not stopped, and the banquet party has no way to avoid it, and has allowed the knife wind to cut a crack in the sleeve.

About to touch the flesh, Yan Fang stared at the treetops in the distance and smiled helplessly, his left hand was slightly tight, and he finally leaned over to explore...... Bloodstains appeared, like ink rendering, lightly staining the indigo sleeves.

The strange bright red and indigo merged into a mysterious deep purple, spreading silently.

Sima Xuan saw it in his eyes, and he was frightened and silently suffocated.