Fu Hanqing procrastinated, tried his best, but he refused to compete with each other, and everyone suddenly agreed so simply this time, Du Songpo and Zong Wuji felt confused and panicked, and for a while, they even forgot to be happy.

After Fu Hanqing finished speaking, seeing that these two were still in a daze, he had to ask again: "I said, do you still want to compete?" ”

Both of them blushed, and Zong Wuji hurriedly said: "We are here immediately, and if we don't compare the results, of course we won't leave." ”

Du Songpo smiled coldly and pointed at all the injured people around him: "Before you came, we had already competed in ten games, and all the good leaders in the Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall had already made a move." We are six wins and three losses, and there is still one battle that was separated by Qi Lao. ”

Zong Wuji interface: "How do you want to compare, do we start to compare the ten games counted?" You can't compete with a dozen or so games every time, you have a group of new people, who claim to be in charge, and we have to start from the beginning. ”

Fu Hanqing said lightly: "I don't care about the victory or defeat of the ten games, anyway, if you propose to me to compete, then only compare with me, whatever one of you comes up, it is okay to go on the wheel, it is okay to go up together, as long as you defeat me." We, Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall, admit defeat. ”

This was said so loudly that not only Du Songpo and Zong Wuji were all in awe, but even the others behind them were also moved. In fact, even the Shura Sect cadres and others, except for Di Yi and Di Jiu, all had different faces, could it be that they must have no use for this sect leader when they see death. Is it actually hidden? But don't just talk big, you won't end up in the end.

Everyone in the Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall was also shocked, and when they looked at Fu Hanqing's eyes, they added three points of respect and three points of worry.

This, this, this, where did this master come from? But you can't make it too big.

Fu Hanqing is now just looking forward to getting things done early, and he closes the door early to sleep. Seeing these two stunned again, he urged impatiently: "Is it okay or not, do you speak?" ”

Zong Wuji's face trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior, this is your own death, no wonder we are." We'll learn from you one by one. ”

When he said this, his slightly chubby face not only trembled twice. There is also a slight hint of red. It can be seen that it is the so-called old rivers and lakes, and the skin is not as thick as an iron plate.

With their status today, they actually want to fight a wheel war with a young man, even if they win, they are really invincible.

But helplessly, Di Jiu's weird body just now gave them too much psychological pressure, although they were embarrassed to agree to a bunch of people to fight one on the spot, but the wheel battle was already inevitable.

At this moment, Zong Wuji's voice fell, and the robe of his whole body was windless. Jun Songpo knew that he was about to make a move, and immediately stepped aside. Make way for them.

Qi Hao was worried about Fu Hanqing's safety, and took a step forward intentionally or unintentionally. But after listening to Di Jiu's cough, he immediately returned to his original position.

Zong Wuji raised his power to the extreme. After setting up the portal frame, he waited for Fu Hanqing to do it. He is a grandmaster, even if he has the cheekiness to make up his mind to fight in wheels, he is embarrassed to attack a young man first, so he has to wait for the other party to make the first move.

However, the other party is still standing crookedly so unserious, closing his eyes as if he is not sleeping, and from time to time he reaches out to cover his mouth and yawns, but he just doesn't move.

Gathering power is a slow process. Fill the whole body with true qi little by little, and when you reach the peak. How long it can be maintained depends on the depth of one's skills.

Zong Wuji put on the open frame early, and had enough internal qi early, but Fu Hanqing just didn't do it, he waited hard, endured, supported, and watched the best combat state slip away from the palm of his hand, angry and anxious, and in the end, because he was holding on to a breath, he wanted to keep the true strength of the whole body in a peak state, and his face was as red as red fire, and his eyes were almost on fire, after all, he couldn't bear it, and at the moment when he was mad, he yelled: "Why don't you do it yet?" ”

Fu Hanqing stared at him stunned: "What move?" ”

"It's a joust." Zong Wuji felt that he was about to go crazy.

Fu Hanqing frowned and glared at him: "You mean martial arts, and you didn't talk about fighting, we can use a more elegant martial arts method." Like you in the martial arts, isn't there often such a saying, you make a move, I make a move, don't attack each other, and judge from the top. Otherwise, you do one thing, I do one thing, and whoever can't do what the other party does will lose. ”

Zong Wuji was so angry that he almost fainted: "You didn't explain it earlier? ”

Fu Hanqing hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just saw that you hadn't moved for so long, and I was a little distracted, so I took a nap." ”

His apology was worse than not apologizing, Zong Wuji was really angry, took three steps back, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth and inhaled, and swallowed a mouthful of blood that came to his mouth.

At the right time, Fu Hanqing added in a small voice: "Besides, you also didn't explain in advance that you had to jump up and fight." ”

Zong Wuji's face was gloomy and shaky.

Seeing that Fu Hanqing would continue to speak, this generation of grandmasters could make people go crazy without making a move, Du Songpo hurriedly stepped forward and snorted coldly: "Although there is indeed a literary competition in martial arts competitions, there is generally no prior agreement, everyone defaults to martial arts competitions, and Your Excellency does not dare to compete in martial arts, it is not timid and timid." ”

He had the intention to suppress Fu Hanqing, and he spoke politely. Unexpectedly, Fu Hanqing nodded: "Yes, I'm afraid." ”

He replied calmly, causing a round of discussion around him, but he added without blinking: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, and if I die, it will be even more troublesome." ”

This time, even Juniper Slope was so angry that he fell backwards.

But Fu Hanqing could continue innocently and innocently: "I'm also afraid of hurting myself." ”

He's telling the truth. Although his own martial arts are actually a mess, except for internal force and light skills, he basically doesn't know anything, and he belongs to the standard eye master and low faction.

But clever light skills can protect him from being harmed, and the terrifying internal force that is perverted can easily hurt the top masters, so it is by no means easy to defeat him purely by force.

Fu Hanqing's embarrassment is that although his internal strength is strong, he lacks normal practice

Good at manipulation, never able to correctly control the sending and receiving of power, once the shot can't control the severity, if you really want to fight, he will definitely miss and hurt people, and even accidentally kill people.

If it was before, when he encountered something like a fight, he always felt that he was thick and not afraid of pain, so he let people fight a few times, and it was okay to hurt a little, and he always let people. However, in this situation, if he admits defeat, or because he refuses to hurt others, he is injured himself, who knows what terrible things Di Jiu will do in order to protect the dignity of the Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall for the benefit of the Shura Sect.

Therefore, he cannot hurt people or be hurt by others, and he cannot accept the duel method of fighting no matter what.

It's just that although he was sincere, the attitude he expressed was really inappropriate, and at that time, he was so angry that Zong Wuji was almost injured, and Du Songpo's face sank like water, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "We are not afraid of death, we are not afraid of hurting ......"

Fu Hanqing replied calmly: "But I'm afraid, life is precious, if I miss and kill someone, it will be too bad, I won't be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of my life." ”

Du Songpo felt that if he continued to speak, he would also follow in the footsteps of Zong Wuji, so he gritted his teeth and grabbed the hilt of the sword with all his might, restraining the urge to pounce and stab this guy through the heart.

The other challengers are also full of anger, they have seen arrogance, but they have never seen such arrogance, listening to that tone, it seems that they are nine out of ten, and they are undoubtedly victorious.

After all, Juniper Slope reads more books and has a more careful eye. Although his anger was extremely corrupt, and he barely had some ability to think, Lalazong Wuji quietly persuaded him a few words in his ear.

Zong Wuji thought in his heart, too, there will always be some reason why this person is so angry, plus his accomplice's body just now is too weird. If you really give it a go and are seriously injured by such a young boy, your reputation will be ruined.

Even if this person asks for Wenbi, then Wenbi, I will show my mastery. Let's see if you can do the same.

This side must have been mindful, and he regained his composure. looked at Fu Hanqing: "You must be Wenbi." ”

Fu Hanqing nodded firmly: "Yes." If I don't compare with the text, I won't compare. ”

"Okay, then Wenbi." Zong Wuji said coldly, "I will show that I can't get on the table, please correct my son." ”

Fu Hanqing muttered in a low voice, "Obviously very confident, but I can't say that I can't get on the stage, is this hypocrisy or modesty?" The use of words and language is really subtle and mysterious. Even if he has gone through seven lives, has life experience, and wants to change the first life, he must say this kind of sigh as soon as possible.

But the distance between the two sides is so close, and the internal force of the people is deep enough. How can you not hear it?

Poor Zong Wuji rolled his eyes in anger. I didn't dare to attack, for fear of scolding a word. was caught by this scoundrel, and said a bunch of angry words, endlessly, today's competition, I don't know how long it will drag on.

He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't hear it, and only focused on improving his luck.

Zong Wuji has the intention to stand up for power, and he wants to take out his most conceited tricks and do his best. Make sure you're at your best and show your most power.

He exhaled slowly. Inhaling deeply, after three long breaths in a row, his hands slowly raised, starting from his fingertips, gradually revealing a purple-gold color, and his fleshy hands slowly turned into gold and stone foreign objects.

With the powerful and devastating inner breath flowing through his body, his hands had completely turned purple-gold, and were extending inward from his sleeves.

Seeing that the purple gold was about to reach the elbow, and all the spirit and spirit had reached the peak state, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering roar in his ears: "Slow." ”

His whole body shook, his internal breath was chaotic, and his chest was so tight that he wanted to vomit blood.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to look ahead.

Looking into Fu Hanqing's innocent eyes that looked like a little white rabbit, I vaguely heard him say in a cheerful tone when he suddenly remembered something: "We have one more thing that we forgot to say in advance." We have to agree on the winning or losing conditions of the duel first, otherwise what kind of martial arts are we competing? ”

Zong Wuji wanted to cry without tears, staring at Fu Hanqing with straight eyes, his mouth was tightly pursed, lest if he opened his mouth, the blood that surged up because of the stirring of true qi would spurt out.

This and this, this person is not here to duel, not to compete. This monster must have been invited by Qi Hao, a certain weird killer, trying to murder him without a trace in front of everyone in front of the public with the most vicious means.