Chapter Thirty-Seven: Not an Adversary at All
"Little Marquis...... "After all, the man is cloth, and he doesn't dare to be disrespectful to this Tianhuang noble, so he hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and said with a bitter face: "It's easy to serve the country, but can we talk about it after the competition?"
The audience was speechless, this little marquis was really ...... This is the stage, is it appropriate to stand on it and say this?
"Oh, hehe......" The little marquis knocked on the door of his head with a fan, "I really love talents, I forgot about the current situation, let's fight ...... That's it. ”
The two of them started the fight again, but they were disturbed by Qi Xiaohou like this, and the momentum that the man had accumulated for a long time had already gone down for most of the time, and his hands and feet were softer.
"This little marquis is amazing. Yun Yangzi whispered: "I haven't made a move yet, and I have vented the opponent's momentum with just a few words, this scheming is really terrible!"
Xiao Hua originally looked at it as a joke, at this time, he recalled it, and then looked at the comparison of the momentum of the two people, and sure enough, the little marquis was more calm, and the man even had a short waist, as if his subordinates saw their boss.
"It's really amazing!" Xiao Hua was shocked, this guy really can't be underestimated, there are too many flowers, and compared to them, he is a rookie at all. Fighting this thing, relying on momentum at the beginning, is now made like this by him, and he lost three points before he even fought.
After getting ready, the two of them immediately began to fight, and the man may have also noticed his psychological changes, hugged his fist and saluted "offended", and rushed to punch first. Halfway through his fist, a layer of blue light appeared on the fist, bringing out a "rumbling" sound, which was not small.
In terms of power, even Xiao Hua, a layman, can see that the power of this fist is definitely greater than that of Hu Tian.
Qi Xiaohou was not surprised at all, smiled, and fanned the fan twice against his fist, and with a gust of wind, two colorful butterflies flew out of the fan and met the fist.
The two flower-wearing butterflies were extremely agile, and began to wrap around their fists, and the man was shocked, as if a weight had been hung on his arm, and immediately rushed to the weight, and it became heavier and heavier, and his strength was leaked a little bit.
The figure flashed, and Qi Xiaohou's figure was lost on the spot, and the onlookers were in an uproar, and at the moment when he was about to be hit, Qi Xiaohou slapped the fan hard, and his body seemed to have no weight, and he was so fanned that he flew out of the stage upside down and floated in the air.
Only if you fall off the stage can you lose, if you don't land, it doesn't count, although Qi Xiaohou is outside the stage, he doesn't land, but just a piece of paper slowly floats down.
The man on the stage was dumbfounded, his fist strength could only hit out a foot at most, and now he can't reach it, how can he fight it?
After floating down for a while, Qi Xiaohou chuckled lightly and slammed down, his body seemed to have encountered a strong wind, and began to float upwards again. And two butterflies flew out of his fan again, vibrating their wings and flying towards the man on the stage.
Next, Qi Xiaohou opened one on the left and one on the right, and his body floated around the stage and floated over, but it didn't land, and more and more butterflies were fanned out by him, and soon surrounded the man. The man was anxious, and simply punched those butterflies, but the effect was very small, the butterflies were fluttering lightly, and a punch might not be able to break one, far less fast than Qi Xiaohou's shot.
There were more and more butterflies, and gradually they formed a big colored ball, completely enveloping the man inside. After struggling for a while, he finally lost his strength and collapsed on the ground.
At this time, Qi Xiaohou chuckled, slapped the fan in reverse, and landed beside Dahan.
"You lost. The closed fan was pressed against the man's throat, and Qi Xiaohou said leisurely.
The butterflies all disappeared in an instant, and the man was stunned for a moment, sighed and gave up resistance, so he lost inexplicably......
Xiao Hua's heart moved, and he asked Yun Yangzi, "Isn't it forbidden to use weapons?"
Yun Yangzi explained: "It is true that weapons are not allowed, but the fan is not a weapon, not to mention his identity ......."
Xiao Hua understood in seconds, speaking of which, isn't it because of people's royal status, it turns out that the Immortal Cultivation Sect is not exempt from vulgarity. But so many people here don't have an opinion, what do you care about him? As for what to do with him...... He already had an idea in his mind.
This game is over, although the final result has not yet been decided, but Qi Xiaohou's final victory is certain, Xiao Hua is not interested in watching anymore, and turned to the next stage.
The final battle is underway on this stage, and the two sides are Yan Nan and a woman dressed as a village girl.
"This is the swordsman Yan Nan, known as the first swordsman in Qingzhou, and his swordsmanship is superb. Yun Yangzi introduced.
Yannan Xiao Hua had seen it before, and he couldn't imagine that this heroic man was so famous, but weapons were not allowed in this competition, how should his swordsmanship be displayed? Speaking of which, Xiao Hua was most worried about this person.
The next moment, he had the answer.
That village girl is not a mortal, she entered the Xuan Immortal Realm Festival a month ago inexplicably, and she also comprehended an exercise that she had never seen before. I saw her hands clasped in front of her chest, pointed forward, and a little spark appeared out of thin air at her fingertips, flying towards Yannan.
As soon as the spark was sent out, it swelled suddenly, and immediately turned into a flame fox, and it was extremely agile and jumped towards Yan Nan.
In such a competition, the caster with cultivation is very advantageous.
The scorching fire fox attacked, Yan Nan was calm and waveless, and did not dodge at all, at the moment when he was about to be pounced, his right hand, which had been behind him, moved forward a little, and his fingertips immediately transmitted a three-foot cold light, which was cut on the fox's head.
Everyone was shocked at this moment, especially the sword cultivator Wuyazi, who suddenly got up, and his eyes burst with light, "What kind of sword qi is this?!"
The sword qi of sword cultivation is forced out through the blade, that is, the sword qi can only be emitted if there is a sharp blade first, and this kind of sword qi that can be emitted with just fingers has never been seen in the Tian Yuan Continent.
Needless to say, this guy is also a beneficiary of that divine rain a month ago.
The blue sword qi instantly cut through the fire fox, and Yan Nan's figure stretched out, cutting towards the village girl from the middle road.
The fire fox was cut in the middle, turned into two fireballs, and brushed past Yan Nan's side, the village girl's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly retreated, and the magic trick in her hand changed again. The two fireballs swelled again, turned into two fire foxes again, and turned around to chase Yan Nan, but it was too late.
Yan Nan's figure was as fast as lightning, and with Sen Han's sword qi in the middle palace, he rushed to the village girl with only one dodge, and the sword qi directly hit her forehead.
Death was approaching instantly, and the village girl's face turned pale in an instant, and her magic tricks were scattered, and her legs were weak, and she collapsed on the ground. The two fire foxes who lost control let out a wail, rolled on the ground for two weeks, and chased Yan Nan into little sparks and dissipated.
Yan Nan still didn't kill after all, the sword qi was collected as soon as he vomited, this time, he only won with one sword, domineering and unparalleled!
Xiao Hua looked depressed in the audience, this person, he couldn't fight at all......