Qian Xiaoqian puffed up his chest and was about to fight, but he heard Wan Huaiqing reprimand: "His opponent is me!"

Her body flashed, just right in the middle of the two, so that Huang Weicheng couldn't look at Xiao Qian.

"Sister Qing......" Xiao Qian saw that Huang Weicheng's strength was good, and he was a little worried about Wan Huaiqing's safety, at this time Wan Huaiqing said: "I Wan Huaiqing can lose, but I can't be afraid! I know that he is not simple, but I just have to try!"

"Don't measure yourself!" Huang Weicheng snorted coldly: "Qian Xiaoqian, wait until I get this immeasurable woman off the stage and then compare with you!"

Qian Xiaoqian frowned, unconsciously clenched his fists, and his heart was full of eight strokes, not only wanting to fight for Wan Huaiqing, but also knowing that Wan Huaiqing's decision was something he could not change, he hesitated for a long time before he sighed and said, "Sister Qing, be careful!"

Wan Huaiqing made a reassuring gesture, her body floated out, and the old man in the referee's seat glanced at her lightly, and then let her enter the gambling arena.

"Hey, I hope you can pick me up three times!" Huang Weicheng sneered, stomped his feet and came to the stage, twisting his neck before saying disdainfully: "How is it?

"Slanted eyes yellow, where did you get so much bullshit? If you want to fight, you can beat it, if you don't call the old lady, get out!" Wan Huaiqing frowned and directly called out the other party's nickname.

Huang Weicheng can be said to have good facial features, and he can hardly find anything wrong, and I don't know who said that his left eye is a little slanted, which should be called "slanted eye yellow".

The others didn't think there was anything at first, but after listening to this nickname, they observed it intentionally or unintentionally, and found that his left eye was really a little slanted, and the title quickly spread.

But his strength is amazing. Those disciples of the Daoyan Holy Land only dared to call it that in private. In person, few people dared to offend him. I just don't know where Wan Huaiqing found out!

"It's really looking for death!" Huang Weicheng rose extremely quickly among the disciples of the Daoyan Holy Land. The influence is increasing day by day, and he already hates the person who gave him the nickname in private, but when he heard the words "slanted eyes yellow" at this moment, he really gritted his teeth with hatred, and pointed at Wan Huaiqing angrily: "This is you looking for death, but you can't complain about others!"

Seeing the other party's fierce eyes, Wan Huaiqing chuckled in her heart, but she has always been very aggressive. He didn't care, and hummed: "Others are afraid of you, but the old lady is not afraid of you!

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Huang Weicheng to make a move, Wan Huaiqing turned his hands into claws and swung them out one after another.

A hissing sound sounded, as if the air had been torn in half, and white light flashed where Wan Huaiqing's claws passed.

"Sister Qing's strength has increased so much?" Zhang Qiang frowned, looking very incomprehensible.

He was instructed by Rouhu and Jiang Chengzi successively. Only by understanding the method of using power can the strength be greatly improved, but by what means did Wan Huaiqing improve his strength?

"Sister Qing seems to be very powerful. Can you win that person?" Fan Shuyao looked at the imcritical situation on the field, and sweated in his palms.

"Although her strength is much higher than I expected, she is not that person's opponent!" Zhang Qiang frowned, his eyes moved to Qian Xiaoqian and Zhang Qiaobi, and found that the two of them had deep eyes, which was also a sign of great strength.

......

Zhang Qiaobi stood beside Qian Xiaoqian, looking at Wan Huaiqing with a worried face, at this moment she felt that there was a gaze passing by, and her expression moved, so she followed the trajectory and looked back, seeing Zhang Qiang looking at herself from a distance, her face was red, and it became hot.

"Sister Qiaobi?" Qian Xiaoqian noticed Zhang Qiaobi's strange appearance, looked over curiously, and couldn't help but show joy when he saw Zhang Qiang nodding at them.

"I don't know if he has gained anything from retreat for a few days?" Zhang Qiaobi's voice was very low, but Qian Xiaoqian could hear it clearly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I see that Zhang Qiang has an excellent talent for strength perception, but I am afraid that his strength is not weaker than yours." ”

"Not weaker than us?" Zhang Qiaobi's face was different, and she looked at Qian Xiaoqian deeply, I don't know why, she felt that the little money in front of her seemed to be different from before.

Qian Xiaoqian asked, "Sister Qiaobi, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Qiaobi made a reassuring gesture to Zhang Qiang before saying, "Xiao Qian, can you tell me, why has your strength improved so much in the past few days? According to my estimate, you are only afraid that you can fight with Senior Brother Jiang Chengzi, right?"

Xiao Qian's brows furrowed, his eyes flashed slightly, he turned his head to look away and said, "Can it be why? Isn't it all the credit of the Void Spirit Formula?" he shook his fist at Dao Qi, revealing a playful smile.

Dao Qi was originally angry in his heart, and at this moment, looking at Qian Xiaoqian's proud appearance, he wanted to step on his face, but that void spirit trick was really extraordinary, Qian Xiaoqian seemed to be a different person, and his strength was far superior to him at this moment.

"Hmph! See how long you can be proud?" Dao Qi muttered, thinking to himself: "The master is really! I have already admitted that I lost the Void Spirit Technique, he is not nervous at all, and he still makes me a little patient, waiting to see a good show! What good show can I have? Don't you want me to watch the power of the heavenly machine? What is the point of a former leader, even if he overwhelms everyone? I really don't know what the master thinks!"

Thinking of this, Dao Qi turned his head to look at Zhang Qiang and Fan Shuyao, revealing a gloomy smile, and then waved his hand and gestured to the two people who rushed over......

Zhang Qiang saw that there were a lot of people around him, and Xiao Qian and Qiao Bi didn't mean to let him show up, so he crossed his hands to his chest and watched the battle.

Although he just glanced at the other party, he was already sure that this was someone he didn't know, and it was someone who inadvertently blocked his sight, which was a polite remark.

"Brother Tai, you two are standing like this, just blocking the sight of the two of us!" Fan Shuyao looked at the two of them strangely, and couldn't help but remind them at this moment.

"What's the point of standing here and watching, are you interested in going up and having a good time?" one of the black-faced men grinned and showed a row of white teeth, staring at Fan Shuyao with sparkling eyes.

Fan Shuyao was shocked by the momentum, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said to Ai Ai: "I...... I don't want to gamble!"

"Tsk, look at this scholar, he looks white and pure. Timid is also small!" another thin man reached out and pinched the scholar's face. Deliberately twisted a handful. Fan Shuyao screamed in pain and hurriedly dodged.

"You ......" Fan Shuyao showed timidity, knowing that these people could not be reasonable, leaned towards Zhang Qiang, and hid behind him with his neck bent.

"Yo, I've learned to find a backer!" The black-faced man looked at Zhang Qiang and said, "This kid is tall and strong!" said: "There are two kinds of people that Lao Tzu hates the most in his life!"

The thin man pinched his tone and asked sharply, "Brother Hei, tell me which two kinds of people they are?"

"The first one is taller than me!" the black-faced man straightened his face and glared at Zhang Qiang with cold eyes.

"And what about the other kind?" asked the thin man, and the black-faced man said, "the second is stronger than me!"

The thin man approached the black-faced man and looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I'm neither, but when I look at this kid, it seems that both of them have been taken up!

The two sang and sang a very high-pitched song, and the people around them looked sideways, and after a while, it attracted the attention of many people who did good things. They all cheered up.

"it, two-on-two. Fight!"

"That's right, beat that scholar!" Many people looked at Fan Shuyao with a cowardly look and wanted to watch a good show.

"Heizi, aren't they Dao Qi's people? Why are they bothering two low-level cultivators? Look at that scholar, it's even worse, not even a cultivator!" someone looked at Zhang Qiang and the others with some sympathy.

Fan Shuyao slurred: "I...... I won't fight! Senior brother, these people are unreasonable, let's go?"

"If you want to go, let's go!" Zhang Qiang said lightly, Fan Shuyao's face turned red, looking at Wan Huaiqing and the other party on the field who were nervous, he felt that he was too cowardly, and said ashamedly: "I...... I'm leaving, aren't I sorry for this man's body? Even Sister Qing and Qiaobi are not as good as them?"

"Then you go fight them!" Zhang Qiang moved out of the way with a flash of his body, thinking that it was time for this junior brother to go through it. Fan Shuyao saw the two of them, one black and one thin, staring at him like wolves, and couldn't help but beat in his heart.

Driven by his pride, he refused to run away, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to fight the other party.

"Look, look at this scholar, this isn't going yet, is it? Get out, get away from grandpa, get back to your Manniu Peak!" The black-faced man shouted, Fan Shuyao's head sank, and he felt a boom, and his body retreated one after another, almost falling.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qiang shook his head, thinking that the scholar really had no magical powers, but he didn't have the guts, so he couldn't help but feel pity.

At this time, the thin man laughed, Fan Shuyao was even more ashamed, his face was red directly to his neck, and he was groggy in his mind, only to hear: "Get away from grandpa, go back to your brute cow peak!"

"The book says 'If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan', but I can't let Manniu Peak be humiliated!" Fan Shuyao struggled fiercely in his heart, and suddenly puffed up his chest and said: "The sage has a cloud: 'Men should be self-reliant', I am a seven-foot man, how can I be humiliated by others?"

"Seven-foot man? haha!" The thin man laughed even harder, and said, "What's the matter?

The movement of the two became bigger and bigger, and even Huang Weicheng and Wan Huaiqing on the field looked over, Wan Huaiqing frowned and said to the referee: "Old man, they are making trouble offstage, don't you care?" Seeing that the old man just blinked his eyes slightly and closed them again, he said angrily: "Hey, Zhang Qiang, bring the scholar back, don't be embarrassed here! Don't you see that I'm going to fight with someone?"

Zhang Qiang glanced at Fan Shuyao, thinking that if this little junior brother retreated at this moment, he was afraid that no matter how strong his talent was, it would be useless, so he said to Wan Huaiqing: "Sister Qing, it's rare for the little junior brother to want to do something with someone, don't you let him come first?"

"Fart!" Wan Huaiqing glanced at Zhang Qiang, thinking that although this stupid scholar has a strange talent, he is as timid as a mouse, where can he fight with others?

"Haha, is this kid your junior brother? This is a teacher from a mortal private school, right?" Huang Weicheng laughed and said, "Little scholar, can't you bear to watch her be broken in the head by my fist......?