As soon as Lu Huawan's words fell, Long Haoran and Lin Hongyuan replied almost in unison:

"Don't accept it!"

At this time, they had a very tacit understanding and even thought of going together.

In fact, they all understand that in this draw, whoever draws the first to play doesn't mean whose luck is bad?

Bad luck is also equivalent to losing the aura, they are not willing to draw lots, they want the other party to go first, and they all want the other party to make this concession.

In this way, the situation is even more embarrassing, even Lu Huawan, who is experienced on stage, doesn't know how to round the stage.

Just as Lu Huawan was thinking about how to deal with it on the stage, someone in the audience suddenly suggested:

"Since neither of you wants to go first, why don't you go up together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others began to be lively again, and they all said-

"Together? This is a sword dance show, not a fighting ring! ”

"What if you don't go together? None of them would budge. ”

"Then do they perform separately together, or do they practice against each other?"

"How do you perform together? If they have rehearsed, they can perform the same movements, like a multi-person dance, but are they willing to rehearse? ”

"Two men performing a sword dance at the same time? It's a little weird to think about it! What's more, how to distinguish the winner from the loser in such a performance? ”

"Since we don't give in to each other, it's better to have a good fight!"

"Yes, yes, a fight is the best solution, so that the effect of the performance can be achieved, and the winner can be determined by a fight, which is the best way to kill two birds with one stone."

"Won't the stage become a ring?"

……

While everyone was arguing, Lu Huawan also looked at the two sons curiously, and then asked in an inquiring tone:

"Since the two sons are unwilling to play first, can they accept everyone's opinions and play together?"

Lin Hongyuan said with a disdainful expression:

"Hehe, together? I'm just afraid that if I accidentally miss and hurt someone! ”

This is a disguised challenge.

Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked at Long Haoran together, wanting to see how he responded.

At this time, Long Haoran had just finished taking a sip of wine, and after he slowly put down his wine glass, he stood up and said:

"In that case, then Long will learn Lin Gongzi's tricks! It is rumored that Lin Gongzi is a martial idiot, and I am also very curious, how stupid is this martial idiot? ”

After finishing speaking, he jumped lightly, and his figure fell on the stage in a flash.

This style immediately amazed the audience, and an exclamation immediately sounded on the field-

"Huh? What kind of body is this Long Gongzi, it is so magical? ”

"What else is there, it should be the most famous Canglong Trace of the Royal Family of Longxiao Kingdom, it is really unique in the world!"

"It turns out that Long Gongzi is also a hidden master, with such a speed, it is not easy for ordinary people to defeat him."

"Yes, the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, if you can't even keep up with his figure, how can you fight?"

……

Only one beautiful appearance won the applause of everyone, and everyone was full of confidence in his combat effectiveness at once.

Seeing that Long Haoran had won the first place again, Lin Hongyuan's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, he forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said again in a contemptuous tone:

"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, flashy!"

After finishing speaking, he also jumped forward, as if Dapeng spread his wings and flew to the stage, because he was burly, although it seemed that the speed was not fast, but there was another different momentum, that is, arrogance and domineering, when he was about to fall into the ring, it seemed that the entire stage had been shrouded by his momentum, in comparison, Long Haoran seemed a little small.

When he landed on the stage, it felt like the stage was shaking slightly.

One is strong in elegance, and the other is strong in momentum, which can be regarded as having their own strengths.

Seeing him on the stage, the audience couldn't help but exclaim again-

"This momentum is amazing! What kind of trick did he perform? ”

"Kunpeng spreads its wings and soars to 90,000 miles! This is Lin Hongyuan's body skills, his advantage is not fast, but strong. ”

"It's really amazing, when he flies up, he looks like a powerful eagle, as long as he is targeted, he doesn't want to escape from his control."

"Kunpeng spreads its wings, it's really worthy of its name!"

……

If Long Haoran's ethereal and fast dragon trail has a sense of surprise that catches the eye, then Lin Hongyuan's strong atmosphere of Kunpeng spreading his wings has a powerful momentum that comes from behind, which makes people even more surprised.

Compared with the two, Long Haoran seems to be slightly inferior.

Long Haoran's face was calm, his expression was indifferent, and he calmly clasped his fists and saluted:

"Lin Gongzi's Kunpeng wings are really extraordinary, but it's a pity that this speed is ......"

He only stopped halfway through his words, but the meaning was very clear, as a body, although the momentum was amazing, but the speed was too slow.

Lin Hongyuan immediately replied-for-tat:

"No matter how fast mosquitoes fly, they are often slapped to death by people, hey, sad!"

Long Haoran was not angry, and still said with a smile:

"No matter how tall and mighty the ape is, when it meets humans, it is just a simple and thick-skinned face, stupid and demented, and it has nothing to show for it."

If you want to talk about bickering, Lin Hongyuan seems to be slightly inferior, and his reaction is not as good as Long Haoran's, and after such a conversation, Long Haoran seems to have regained some of the momentum he had just lost.

Lin Hongyuan pulled out the saber he was carrying and said proudly:

"I hope your swordsmanship can be as sharp as your mouth, and you won't disappoint me!"

Long Haoran also pulled out the saber at his waist, and replied indifferently:

"I will live up to your expectations!"

As soon as the two of them had a sword in their hands, the temperament of the whole person was completely different, and Ling Ran confronted each other, exuding extremely strong sword intent.

On the stage, one is fluttering in white, with a bit of handsomeness, and the other is standing near the abyss, full of domineering.

Both of them looked at each other quietly, hoping to find a flaw that could hit with one blow, and before they could make a move, they were already sword intent and horizontal.

There was no wind indoors, but the clothes of the two were windless, and they were all fluttering in the wind, such a confrontation made the audience below feel a sense of breathless depression.

The sword did not move, and it could be seen from the solemn expressions of the two that they were both under great pressure, and it seemed that they were temporarily in an evenly matched situation.

When a master makes a move, he will not make a rash move when he can't see any flaws, because when there are no flaws, whoever moves first may be the first to show the flaws.

At this time, the comparison is patience and cultivation, whoever can't hold his breath first may lose, and whoever is not enough in cultivation may be the first to show flaws.

Originally, everyone thought that Lin Hongyuan had an advantage in terms of momentum, but now it seems that Long Haoran's momentum and cultivation are on par.

After about a moment of confrontation, Lin Hongyuan finally moved first, and when he got up to attack, it was as if an eagle had launched a swift and fierce attack on his prey, and Long Haoran, who was standing opposite him, was like a food that was about to be hunted by an eagle, and was almost instantly enveloped by Lin Hongyuan's momentum.

It turned out that just now, Long Haoran seemed to be unable to bear the pressure, and secretly changed his breath, and the slight change in breathing was immediately captured by Lin Hongyuan, so he seized this fleeting opportunity and launched an attack violently.

A move that has been gaining momentum for a long time, once it is issued, there is immediately an unstoppable and powerful momentum, the sword in his hand carries the power of a thousand jun, and the sword light flashes, and it stabs into Long Haoran's throat.

In the midst of people's exclamations, everyone's eyes seemed to see that Lin Hongyuan's sword had pierced into Long Haoran's body, and it was still piercing into the throat.

However, when they looked closely, the figure immediately dissipated, and the place where Lin Hongyuan's sword pierced was empty, and there was nothing.

It turned out that what he stabbed was only an afterimage of Long Haoran, because Long Haoran's body was too fast, so the real body had already left, and there was only an afterimage left by him where he was standing.

It can be seen that the style he showed when he jumped into the ring was still reserved, and now what he shows in battle is his true level.

A sword pierced the air, Lin Hongyuan immediately dodged and retreated without hesitation, and did not love fighting, this kind of posture really exceeded his expectations.

However, just as he was retreating, his rich combat experience made him feel sharply that someone was attacking him on the left flank, and a sword stabbed him, also taking his neck, which was also a sharp killing move.

At this time, Lin Hongyuan clearly knew that he had fallen into a trick, and Long Haoran's ventilation was actually a plan to lure the enemy, he deliberately exposed a subtle flaw, that is, to lure himself to attack first, and he had already thought of a countermeasure, and at the moment when his figure moved, he would definitely expose a bigger flaw, giving the other party a chance to take advantage of.

He held a sword in his right hand, and when he launched an attack, the empty door on the left side was wide open, and he naturally became the opponent's preferred target for attack, so Long Haoran had already dodged and turned to Lin Hongyuan's left when Lin Hongyuan was just about to leave, and when he pierced the air with a sword, Long Haoran's sword had already locked on Lin Hongyuan's left neck, and a sword stabbed out, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Fortunately, as a martial idiot, Lin Haoran has rich combat experience and a sensitive sense beyond ordinary people, so he still found danger at a critical moment, and subconsciously took precautions and counterattacks.

He forcibly reversed his retreating form, and took advantage of the momentum to meet the sword in his right hand with lightning towards the long sword that stabbed at him.

With a sound of "dang", the two swords collided quickly, blooming with dazzling sword flowers, and in a few moments, they successfully blocked the sword in Long Haoran's hand.

However, after all, it was still a little too late, and a shallow sword wound was left on his neck, and blood flowed from the sword wound when the long sword passed.

For the first time, Lin Hongyuan felt that he was so close to death, as long as he was half a beat slower, it would pierce his neck, and even if it could be swayed, it would inevitably cut through his major arteries, and it would be a mortal injury.

This sword made Lin Hongyuan's heart palpitate, and at the same time, it also aroused an even stronger anger and killing intent in his heart.