Feng Qihao saw that Feng Wuchen was going to resist himself, and he was disdainful in his heart, and secretly cursed, "I can't do it myself!" and when he saw the pair of mottled jade rulers in Feng Wuchen's hand, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You country boy is also shabby, this can also be called a magic weapon?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Bai Jian in Feng Wuchen's hand quickly became the object of ridicule and sarcasm by everyone.

Under the ring.

Someone said: "It's ridiculous, this must have been picked up by him on the road!"

Someone said: "The wild boy in the countryside can take any tree root as a treasure......"

In the midst of the noise, the whip in Feng Qihao's hand was like a vicious white spirit python, with blue runes in the sky, and rushed towards Feng Wuchen with great agility. The white and blue colors rolled and surged, dazzling and violent, and instantly drowned the wind and dust.

Someone said, "It's over so soon?"

Someone responded, "How else? Will he be able to escape?"

Someone sighed and said pitifully: "It's good to be able to save a small life!"

When Han Lin'er heard the discussion around her, her pretty face turned pale, and she muttered, "Brother Wuchen will be fine, right?"

"Miss Lin'er, don't worry!" Hou Tao was not worried at all, "Are you just waiting to watch a good show?"

"Really?" Han Lin'er looked at Hou Tao directly, with tears in her eyes and half in disbelief.

Dugu Yang naturally wouldn't let Hou Tao be in the limelight alone, and hurriedly said: "Miss Lin'er, ...... Feng Wuchen looks vulnerable, but in fact, he is still very powerful, this sissy will naturally not be his opponent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Han Lin'er looked at Dugu Yang, but everyone around him looked at him, and many of them rolled up their sleeves and glared at him angrily, as if they were about to make a move! Dugu Yang secretly said: "Not good!" Knowing that he was speechless, he hurriedly remedied: "So, Feng Wuchen's sissy must be ......."

Before the words were finished, they only heard a loud "bang" in the ring, and everyone moved their eyes to the ring. I saw that the white long whip was rolled up in a corner of the ring, and its owner was lying on the ground, using his red mouth and white teeth to "compete" with the green stone of the ring. It was only at this time that Duguyang's two words "finished" came out of his mouth. Everyone was stunned, and no one paid any attention to him.

In all directions, the ridicule and sarcasm came to an abrupt end. Everyone looked at Feng Qihao who was "gnawing on" for a while, and then looked at Feng Wuchen who was holding a pair of inconspicuous broken jade rulers, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

In the ring, Feng Wuchen took advantage of Feng Qihao's carelessness to underestimate the enemy, and won a blow, his body flashed, and he attacked again, trying to beat the water dog. At the critical moment, Feng Qihao flipped his right palm, shook his head back without looking back, and a bright blue light came out of his hand, like lightning. A flicker blocked the way of the wind and dust.

Feng Wuchen's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that this was a blue ice pick magic weapon that was more than a foot long. As soon as this icicle appeared, the entire ring was immediately covered with white mist, and the temperature around it dropped sharply.

Feng Wuchen knew at a glance that this magic weapon was not an extraordinary product, at least it was also a second-order middle grade or above, and it was not very easy to deal with, so he did not dare to trade in, lest stealing chickens would not become a handful of rice. After a little hesitation, he let Feng Qihao go for the time being, and tried his best to deal with this ice pick first.

Feng Qihao took the opportunity to turn over and get up, gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Wuchen, his face was pale, his eyes were on fire, while pinching the trick with his left hand, and volleying towards the ice pick with his right hand, he shouted viciously: "You bastard who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth dare to plot against Lao Tzu, see that Lao Tzu doesn't let you live or die!"

Before the words fell, the ice pick shook violently, and thousands of small blue Xiaoice needles immediately appeared around them, flying towards the wind and dust like a swarm.

In the ring, the cold wind was blowing, the dustless clothes were moving with the wind, and the hunting was sounding, but he was not afraid at all, and some just had the urge to make persistent efforts to beat this sissy all over the ground to find teeth.

The next moment, Feng Wuchen pounced directly on the ice needle, and the two jade rulers turned into two impermeable walls in front of him, a faint light flashed on the jade ruler, and there was an endless crackling sound in the ring, and all the ice needles that came into contact with the jade ruler turned into ice chips flying in the sky, and then turned into dots of water droplets.

Feng Qihao was shocked, he didn't expect that such a pair of broken jade rulers would have such great power in Feng Wuchen's hands, seeing that Feng Wuchen was about to break his trick "Rainstorm Cold Ice Needle", he was in a hurry, and hurriedly continued to control the "Ice Spike" to block Feng Wuchen, while silently transporting the Ice Scale Sutra, quietly condensing the water vapor in the air, and preparing to sneak attack Feng Wuchen.

The wind was unstoppable, and after a while, he smashed all the ice needles to pieces, and with both hands, a pair of jade rulers smashed fiercely into the ice thorns. Feng Qihao's brows furrowed, his left fist clenched, and the cold ice spike suddenly burst out with several fist-sized runes, crashing straight into Feng Wuchen.

The wind is dustless and does not dodge, and still shoots fiercely. I only heard the sound of "pop", and several runes were all slapped into scattered points of light by Feng Wuchen.

Under the ring, everyone stared at the two of them intently, their hearts were all raised, and no one said a word. Han Lin'er was also nervous, but her eyes were a little strange.

In the ring, Feng Qihao was shocked, and his heart suddenly went up and down, and he was in chaos, thinking secretly: "What is the origin of this guy's broken jade ruler, how can he even break runes?"

Just when Feng Qihao was in shock, Feng Wuchen had already made a pair of jade rulers slash on the ice thorns. With a loud "bang", the ice thorn stagnated slightly, and flew out violently. Feng Qihao was shocked, and the blood in his chest surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Wuchen's figure moved, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he suddenly gritted his teeth and flashed to the side unwillingly. The next moment, a cluster of blue-bladed ice blades suddenly appeared out of thin air where he was about to set foot, which was the Ice Scale Sutra that Feng Qihao secretly cast.

Feng Wuchen saw that the ice blade was no longer as powerful as before, so he wanted to take advantage of the situation to take down Feng Qihao, and hurriedly dodged the ice blade and attacked again. Feng Qihao hurriedly retreated while turning his skate blade and slashing towards Feng Wuchen again.

Under the ring.

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but widen their eyes and was speechless.

Spectate the game upstairs.

Feng Changwei's eyebrows were furrowed, and his steel teeth were clenched: "Hateful! Feng Qihao, this kid is too big! What's even more hateful is that country boy, who wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

On top of the boulder.

Feng Changbai saw that Feng Changwei was as impatient as an ant on a hot pot, and said with some schadenfreude: "There is a good show to watch!"

In fact, if Feng Qihao really loses to Feng Wuchen, there is no real benefit to Feng Changbai at all, not only does there be no real benefit, but in terms of benefits, he will not get the spirit stone behind Feng Changwei, and in righteousness, he is also sorry for Feng Changyu and Feng Qihao. However, at this moment, he still has the urge to let Feng Qihao lose. Because, if Feng Qihao doesn't lose, Feng Changwei will pick up a bigger advantage, so won't he suffer a big loss?

While Feng Changbai was thinking about the little Jiujiu in his heart, he didn't know that someone on the upstairs had already scolded him thousands of times in his heart, and he was squandered tens of millions of times. This person is none other than Feng Qihao's grandfather, Feng Changyu. Now the old man has a hatred in his heart, a regret, and a hatred is that Feng Changbai, a clever gambler, and that bold country boy are dustless;

In the ring.

Feng Qihao didn't think about it that much at all, he was thinking about how he had ever suffered such a great humiliation, and he was thinking that he must cut the bastard in front of him into eight pieces to vent his hatred. Retreat to the left of his magic weapon "White Wave Whip", and with a right hand, the whip flew into his hand. Don't dare to have the slightest underestimation of the enemy, and try your best to pour spiritual power into the long whip. The spiritual power of the long whip was dense, and it shook violently, making a piercing sound, and then it spun in circles, turning faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, dense runes burst out, dazzling.

Feng Wuchen broke the ice blade, stood motionless opposite Feng Qihao, and carefully observed the flaws in his moves, only to see that the long whip was as flexible as a clever snake in his hand, and as powerful as a dragon going to sea, he did have some real skills, and there was really no good opportunity.

Under the ring.

Everyone saw that one side of it was a stormy wave, and the other side was a lonely thin body, which made people can't help but think of the flat boat in the stormy waves, as if it would be sunk by the waves at any time.

It was only at this time that the crowd, which had been silent for a long time, finally regained its vitality again.

A woman in strange clothes gloated: "This wild boy is now poor in donkey skills, so he can only wait obediently to die, he really deserves it!"

Beside the woman, a thin woman with long hair and waist-length said coldly: "This is also retribution! He, such a humble wild boy, still wants to pull out his teeth, and he is too self-conscious!"

Someone else chimed in: "Let this ignorant yellow-mouthed boy know that in the face of real strength, all tricks are useless!"

For a while, all kinds of discussions came and went, and they returned to their original appearance, and Feng Wuchen was killed by everyone.

Han Lin'er frowned, and couldn't help but worry: "Brother Wuchen, is it true that he doesn't have any moves to deal with?"

He ...... Dugu Yang was about to blow it loudly, but when he thought of the previous scene of public anger, he immediately wilted again, immediately lowered his voice and changed his words, "He still has a lot of means." ”

Han Lin'er gritted her silver teeth, but she was still relieved.

In the ring.

Feng Qihao shouted: "Bastard, suffer death!" At the same time, the long whip rolled in horror, and the huge waves rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed down angrily, as if the Milky Way above the nine heavens had suddenly arrived in the world to exert its ferocity.

Feng Wuchen still stood there motionless.

Under the ring.

Someone said, "Look! That kid is stupid, just waiting to die!"

Someone said: "This fool, I guess I don't even know how to admit defeat now!"

Laughter ensued.

Spectate the game upstairs.

On the side, Feng Changwei's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he said secretly: "Feng Qihao has such a ability at a young age, but he is really a manufacturable material! Now, I can ......" His eyes turned to Feng Wuchen's body, and he raised his heart again, "What the hell is this kid doing, it always makes me a little uneasy!"

On the other side, Feng Changyu looked at Feng Qihao and let out a sigh of relief, with a look of relief, thinking: "Good boy, it's really good!" When he looked at Feng Wuchen again, his face immediately turned into a resentful look, and he gritted his teeth and thought: "Kill this bastard boy to vent the hatred in my heart!"

On top of the boulder.

Feng Changbai sighed and thought secretly: "Feng Qihao won, let's win! Although it is cheaper than Feng Changwei's iron rooster, it can be regarded as having an explanation with Feng Changyu's old boy, and I can also get some spirit stones back! This time, I must rely on these spirit stones to return to my roots and win back all the losses I lost before!"