Everyone didn't have hope for Qin Yu, after all, they had been in the daughter country for so long, and everyone knew that Building No. 2 was almost all some waste, and the slightly better ones were like Zhou Kui.

"Fan Lao, what do you think? Do you think that kid has a way to survive against Qiao San?"

The second elder on the east table, a long-haired old man on the left, asked the bald old man on the opposite side.

"I'll sit and watch! But that kid is so rampant, damn it. ”

Fan Wei couldn't help but make a joke to the old man opposite, and looked at Qin Yu's gaze revealing Sen Han.

"Brother Song, what do you think of this kid from the Huashan Sect?" asked Fan Weiban.

"Well, I'm quite optimistic about him, he has courage and courage, he is skilled in footwork, he is a talent that can be created, if he can be used by me, with a little training, it will not be a problem to get a master fighter. The old man surnamed Song groaned.

His name is Song He, he was originally a hermit master in Huashan, and he couldn't cultivate in Huashan, but because he was obsessed with the way of immortality, he was also deceived by the envoy of the daughter country, thinking that he had come to the world outside the fairy country, but he was trapped here for more than ten years.

Fan Weiban is from the Northeast Desert, he is also a top master, and with his solid skills in the daughter country, he made a name for himself in the Colosseum and became the king of fighting, only one step away from becoming a messenger of the god of fighting.

Because the god of fighting means that he has escaped from the mortal world and entered the gods, and washed away the filthy body of the slave, he can enter the East Island to serve the national teacher.

However, neither of the two dared to go further, precisely because they did not dare to fight the old ghost easily.

After all, the old ghost has followed the national teacher for many years, and he has already obtained the benefits of the medicinal spring, which is definitely comparable to very people, basically the old ghost is immortal, and they can only be slaves forever, and they dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

But even so, the two of them are also top-notch existences in Hall 2, and they each win people's hearts in private, and their faces and hearts are not in harmony.

Because Qiao San is just a silver fighter, he is not qualified to join their gang, so he doesn't care so much whether he wins or loses.

"Okay, since Brother Song is so optimistic about him, the old man will not refute your face, if this kid escapes, it will be yours. Fan did not forbid it.

"Then Song will thank Fan. ”

Song He's vision is so vicious, he thinks he is not as good as Fan Weiban in terms of ability, but in terms of vision and insight, ten Fan Weiban is not enough to lift his shoes.

Song He had never seen such terrifying eyes as Qin Yu, this young man seemed to be ruffian, but the fearless aura exuded from his body was far inferior even to the head of the Huashan faction.

If a person can have such an aura, it must be from an extraordinary background, not a giant of the family, but also a genius of the sect.

There is no shortage of fighters under Song He, but he needs someone with ambition and brains, because he wants to get out of this damn place alive, not like Fan Weiban, who resigned himself to his fate and fought on this island.

People like Qin Yu, the more mysterious and unsimple their origins are, they are the targets of Song He's excavation.

Of course, if Qin Yu can't even handle Qiao San, it's a waste to keep it, and it doesn't have much value, after all, everything on this island is a floating cloud, and strength is the least prerequisite.

"Haha!"

Qiao San cut his legs, and his mouth burst into tears, like a tiger roaring before killing someone, which is called a menacing momentum.

If it was usual, the three souls who were already scared of the enemy against him had left his body, and the seven spirits were out of his body, to his surprise, Qin Yu not only did not have the slightest fear, but a cold smile appeared on his face.

This kid must be crazy!

Soon, Qiao San's forked triangle completely blocked Qin Yu's retreat, and with a clamp between his legs, he burst into tears like thunder, and he was about to break Qin Yu's neck.

"Brother Qin!"

Shahu and the others covered their eyes, and they couldn't bear to look at them directly.

"Idiot, hahaha, eat. ”

But seeing Qin Yu laughing loudly and not seeing any movement, Qiao San was suddenly stunned, as if he had been hit with a hammer in mid-air, his body was crooked, he lost his center of gravity and slammed it on the ground.

What's the situation?

Everyone's eyes widened, and their faces were confused.

It's obviously Qiao San's winning game, why did it suddenly collapse?

But Qin Yu didn't move anything, he stood with his arms crossed, even if he was sprayed, he didn't have to self-destruct his magic skills, right?

"Third master, get up, you really got up and him. ”

Zhou Kui was anxious and shouted at the top of his voice.

Qiao San's mind was like a paste, the sky was spinning for a while, and there was a strange smell in his mouth and nose, which spread from his heart and liver to the bone marrow, so that his eyes were full of gold stars, and his legs were weak.

"Wow!"

Qiao San struggled to get up, but he couldn't stand the stench, so he lay on the ground, vomited and vomited, and he wanted to vomit his stomach and intestines.

"Water, bring water. Qiao San raised his hand and shouted in pain.

"Quick, hurry up and serve the third master soup, who still has soup. ”

Zhou Kui shouted, seeing that the excitement was slow, he hurriedly brought up the leftover soup, Qiao San took it and drank it, the stench diluted a little.

"Whew!" Qiao San hiccuped.

Suddenly, a foul smell came out of his mouth, and everyone on the side fanned their noses and hid to the side, "Qiao San, you won't secretly run to eat Xiang in the morning, why is your mouth so stinky." ”

There was a slave in Hall 2 who couldn't get along with him on weekdays, and he laughed sarcastically on the side.

"Boy, what kind of magic did you do, and what did you do to me?"

Qiao San didn't care about others, staggered towards Qin Yu, and shouted.

"What can I do, everyone is watching, I can't move, it's your own mouth that you steal to eat that. Qin Yu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

His technique was extremely hidden, and he flicked the stinky fruit into Qiao San's mouth in the blink of an eye, even Song He, Fan Weiban and others, who had lost their internal strength on the side, didn't see a doorway, and thought that Qin Yu was making some kind of spell.

It is also Qiao San's mouth that owes, and he has to scream in a fight, if he changes his mouth tightly, it is really hard to say whether Qin Yu can succeed.

"I'll steal your eighteenth aunt!"

When Qiao San heard this, his lungs exploded, and he couldn't care about it so much, so he rushed towards Qin Yu angrily, wanting to be ashamed.

This is exactly what Qin Yu wants, Qiao San is still in the dizziness of the stinky fruit at the moment, his steps are unsteady, and his body is weak.

The smile on Qin Yu's face was cold, and he was like lightning, and he greeted Qiao San sideways.

The two overlapped in an instant.

But a crackling sound was heard.

Qiao San's face changed, he snorted, and trembled.

Neither of them stood still.

Everyone straightened their heads, trying to see who lost and who won!

"Woo, woo!

Qiao San snorted, his cheeks twisted and trembled, and his body slowly slid down along Qin Yu's shoulder, and with a snap, he knelt softly on the ground.

(End of chapter)