The fat man finally chose to challenge the ring master.

There was no way, Song Zhong reasoned with him, and when he reasoned, he subconsciously touched the sword.

This frightened the fat man, and immediately stood up and patted his chest to pack the ticket, and walked towards the ring with steady steps.

When the disciples saw the appearance of the fat man, their eyebrows immediately became angry.

"What do you want to do!"

"Do you still want to be embarrassed? You have lost all your face in the mortuary hall!"

"Please, be a man, don't go up and be embarrassed again. ”

"Xiao Never be afraid, the old lady will kill him later!"

The fat man shrunk his neck, and he felt that the disciples around him had deep malice towards him.

Maybe excellent people are usually so out of place!

The fat man came to the ring and began to choose soft persimmons that were relatively easy to pinch.

Dugu Jue naturally can't challenge anymore, this guy is already crazy, and if he gets into this guy's ring again, maybe half his life will be gone.

The fat man looked at him with both eyes, and secretly excluded Mo Xiaoxuan in his heart, this woman must be ignored, and she can't beat it at all.

Ding is undefeated, and He Donglai is not good, these two goods are too strong, but they are the right protector Taixiaoyun Sword - Ren Wuya's disciples, presumably the swordsmanship is not weak, the point is that they are still first-class masters, and they really can't beat them.

Du Zhuqing of Suzaku Hall, a female streamer, stood firmly in the ring, showing heroism in her eyebrows.

The fat man looked at it, Du Zhuqing of Suzaku Hall, he couldn't beat him, he was also a first-class master.

Xuanwutang's Yu Le looked kind, the fat man blinked, coughing, but he was also a first-class master.

The fat man glanced and saw a young man holding a piano in a ring.

The fat man fell into deep thought, this young man holding the qin should be called Negative Qin Sheng, but one of the four heavenly kings, the disciple of Ji Ruye, the Phantom Night Qin King, seems to be a first-class master...

Shangguan Feilong of the White Tiger Hall had a paralyzed face and was expressionless, but the fat man knew that this thing was a first-class master.

The fat man finally set his eyes on Xuanwu Hall Fang Ning's body.

Fang Ning is also a first-class master, and he has been beaten by him.

However, the current Fang Ning is different from that day, the current Fang Ning is cautious and careful, if the fat man goes up to challenge him now, he will definitely be beaten down.

The fat man glanced at Fang Ning deeply, and finally shook his head and sighed, forget it, don't mess with the first-class master for the time being.

Fang Ning looked sideways, with doubts on his face, he was still waiting for the fat man to come to the stage and die, but the fat man gave up on him?

At this time, the fat man began to look at the second-rate martial artist.

In the rest of the ring, the people standing were second-rate martial artists.

One of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Sect, the Gun King of the Northland, Chang Sheng, his disciple is called Tai Long, and he is also a good spear player, with second-rate peak strength.

Qin Keng of Qinglong Hall is good at using a scimitar, which is the strength of the second-rate peak.

Jiang Meisheng of Qinglongtang is good at using folding fans, and he is also the peak of the second rate.

Huang Fuyu, who entered the funeral hall, is good at making swords, and is the peak of the second rate.

The fat man pondered for a moment, in fact, there were still a few rings present, but the remaining rings were lined up.

The ringmasters of those rings are more like soft persimmons, and the fat ones can fight, but they still have to line up.

So, the fat man's target was on these second-rate warriors who no one cared about.

Finally, the fat man slowly walked towards Jiang Meisheng.

Jiang Meisheng looked dazed, completely unable to believe that the fat man would choose him.

There are so many masters here, the fat man doesn't choose anyone, just choose him, doesn't the fat man think he is easy to bully?

Jiang Meisheng was still pondering, the fat man had already come to the ring.

"In the lower funeral hall, Wang Cheng has admired Senior Brother Jiang's name for a long time, and asked Senior Brother Jiang to give advice. The fat man said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

When Jiang Meisheng heard this, the whole person took three steps back, for fear that the fat man would suddenly attack.

The high-ups under the ring looked stunned.

Sect Leader Mo Taixu showed a curious look at the fat man.

Last time in the house in the bamboo forest, Mo Taixu saw the fat man once, but I didn't expect to see you again today, the fat man's true nature was exposed, but he was really a talent.

Jiang Meisheng's move made the fat man feel very uncomfortable.

The fat man sighed: "Senior brother, I, Wang Cheng, act above board, how could I sneak up on you." ”

Jiang Meisheng, who is personable and quite bookish, pointed at the fat man with a folding fan.

"I believe you're a ghost, you dead fat man is very bad!"

The fat man sighed and said: "Senior brother, I am really not that kind of despicable villain, I was just playful just now, and now I will definitely fight you openly." ”

"Don't come here, keep a foot away, I'll do it if you come over again!"

"Senior brother, don't be like this, how can anyone do it as soon as they come up, how can I take advantage of your inattention? Let's get acquainted with each other first, competition second, friendship first. ”

"Stop!

"Okay, senior brother, I won't move..."

The fat man stood at a distance of one zhang from Jiang Meisheng.

Jiang Meisheng's right hand shook, and the folding fan opened instantly, seriously beware of the fat man.

Suddenly, the fat man stretched out his right hand violently.

Jiang Meisheng was startled and immediately dodged to the side.

As a result, the fat man gently scratched the back of his head with his hand, and his drastic action made Jiang Meisheng scold his mother.

Jiang Meisheng felt that the fat guy was too insidious, and whatever he said about the fair and honest decisive battle was absolutely fake!

This guy is the embodiment of shamelessness!

Jiang Meisheng was still thinking about the problem, but the fat man took advantage of this opportunity to rush over.

The fat man works very fast!

In the blink of an eye, he came to Jiang Meisheng.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man went on a "rampage" and directly knocked Jiang Meisheng into a daze.

"Step... Trample... Tread..."

Jiang Meisheng felt like he had been hit by a mad cow, and the huge force rushed against his chest, which was stuffy and painful, making people breathless.

The next moment, the fat man struck again.

The fat man's right hand slapped at Jiang Meisheng fiercely.

That fat hand faintly had the feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

Fat and big!

Jiang Meisheng's eyes widened.

Jiang Meisheng hurriedly waved the folding fan, hoping that the folding fan could block the fat man's slap.

Next, I only heard a "bang", and Jiang Meisheng fell into the ring with a folding fan.

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar.

Jiang Meisheng was also put into the ring by this fat man!

This fat man is really shameless!

It's shameless!

Disgusting!

Under the ring, Jiang Meisheng was even more dazed, am I defeated?

Jiang Meisheng lowered her head and looked at her hands, not at all believing that she had stepped down like this.

"Damn, you still said that you didn't sneak attack!" Jiang Meisheng picked up the folding fan next to him, and was furious.

The fat man blinked, and his little eyes were funny.

The fat man smiled honestly: "Senior Brother Jiang's words are wrong, I didn't sneak attack, I just didn't remind you when I made a move." ”

"Oh, the ring is like a battlefield, and the enemies on the battlefield won't remind you!"

"Senior Brother Jiang, don't be angry! Don't be angry! I'll admit defeat! The ring master is still yours. ”

"Hehe, let's be a joke, don't take it seriously. ”

"I'm such a nice guy!"