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www.xSHUOTXT.Com () Actually, what Qiu Yeyu said is also half-true, his father was a scholar, so it is not deceitful to answer the question of the sixty-year-old man, and he can also hide his identity and origin very well. In his opinion, this is the best answer.

However, the sixty-year-old man didn't think so, Qiu Yeyu's weird martial arts even the old man himself didn't think he was an opponent, where could a scholarly disciple have. couldn't help but feel unhappy, and thought that Qiu Yeyu deliberately concealed it.

"Since Qiu Gongzi gave up the opportunity to shake the dice, according to Xiao Lao'er, Zhuo Gongzi will choose the opponent. The first opponent to shake out thirty points, do you have no opinion?" The sixty-year-old man turned his head and glanced at the four people in front of him, and he was speechless, which was completely different from Fang Cai's kind appearance, which made several people mutter, secretly sighing how quickly the old man changed his face.

Seeing that no one objected to the four of them, the sixty-year-old man nodded and motioned for Zhuo Sheng to choose someone, and all of them seemed to be under his control.

The corners of Ji Xiaoqian's mouth curled, she looked at the ring with hatred, and said dissatisfiedly as if she had seen a farce: "Brother Shuifan, why don't Brother Yeyu shake it, they bully us and don't understand, isn't it? ”

"Not exactly, the second brother also has his own considerations. Thirty points is already the highest point, even if he is lucky enough to shake thirty points, it will not be his turn to choose someone, so it is better not to shake it. The second brother has already thought about it very thoroughly. Gu Shuifan looked thoughtfully at the ring, as if he had an understanding.

"I see! These people are not Brother Yeyu's opponents, why are they making such trouble?" asked Ji Xiaoqian puzzled.

"Silly girl, that's not what we're talking about. Gu Shuifan smiled bitterly, and felt a little crying and laughing at Ji Xiaoqian's simple words.

For some reason, Gu Shuifan was a little worried. He didn't know where this feeling came from, but it was so real, as if something had happened. Years of experience in the rivers and lakes told him that this qiē exudes a strange atmosphere.

Seeing Gu Shuifan like this, Ji Xiaoqian suddenly felt an inexplicable coolness rise in her heart, and an ominous premonition quietly arose in her mind.

Zhuo Sheng chose Wu Xiaoniu as his opponent, and the remaining Liao Wuxing and Qiu Yeyu naturally became opponents. This result is not unexpected, after all, Wu Xiaoniu has been full of luck all the way, and he is completely unrhymed with martial arts, who else can he choose if he doesn't choose.

Moreover, in Zhuo Sheng's opinion, Qiu Yeyu and Liao Wuxing are not ordinary people, and the situation of the two tigers fighting is also the result that he is happy to see.

"Zhuo Gongzi and Wu Gongzi competed, Qiu Gongzi and Liao Gongzi competed. Qiu Gongzi and Liao Gongzi will compete first, what do you think?" the sixty-year-old man once again took the trouble to explain, but he seemed a little chattering.

Liao Wuxing glanced at Qiu Yeyu with a raised eyebrow, and he couldn't wait to leap up and fall in the middle of the ring. Without a trace of movements, smooth and almost flawless skills, the light work is indeed unique.

Qiu Yeyu walked forward disapprovingly, standing silently opposite Liao Wuxing, he repeatedly observed the aura around Liao Wuxing, and finally shook his head and sighed in disappointment.

The aura emanating from Liao Wuxing's body was clearly only the appearance of the seventh layer of martial arts, and even the threshold of a master had not yet been entered.

When he saw Qiu Yeyu's careless expression, Liao Wuxing only felt that Qiu Yeyu was so arrogant that no one could see him, and his hatred for Qiu Yeyu became a little stronger.

Liao Wuxing's right hand flipped over, and a cone-shaped object hung in his hand, and then his left hand clasped up, and a black shadow appeared and disappeared.

Qiu Yeyu waved his wrist lightly unmoved, and showed disapproving arrogance at Liao Wuxing's actions.

"Boy, you're so arrogant, don't think you can win me with just one figure. Just now you intervened in my competition, and Young Master Ben has put up with it for the time being. Don't get an inch!" Liao Wuxing was angry and looked at Qiu Yeyu hatefully.

As soon as he finished speaking, the more Liao Wuxing thought about it, the more angry he became, and he took the lead in Qiu Yeyu like he couldn't bear it.

Liao Wuxing threw off the flying cone and attacked the place where Qiu Yeyu was in his heart, and the ruthlessness of his attack could be called leaving no room for the slightest, with a ferocity that wanted to kill people.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Qiu Yeyu's mouth, and he waved a palm without dodging, and pressed it on the flying cone unpretentiously.

With a bang, the cone flew backwards at several times the speed.

Liao Wuxing's surprise was not trivial, he hurriedly turned his head to the side, and his right hand shook sharply, trying to stop the flying cone from counterattacking.

It is also Qiu Yeyu who did not hurt his heavy hand, and the flying cone suddenly fell sharply three feet in front of Liao Wuxing.

A dull thud of a heavy object crashed into the ground, sinking into the ring stones. But there were no cracks in the slate, as if it was deliberately inlaid.

Liao Wuxing couldn't help but stare at the flying cone that smashed on the stone slab in shock, a taste of fear hit his heart, and his lips were dry unconsciously.

If you look closely, you will see a clearly visible handprint leaping over the body as if it had been specially inscribed. What kind of martial arts can this be achieved, it is clear that the masters above the tenth level of martial arts are slightly insufficient.

Liao Wuxing held the transparent rope in his hand and lifted it up a few times, but the flying cone did not move like a long root. He was ruthless in his heart, and gathered all his brute force to pull upward.

With a few clicks, the stone slabs around the cone slowly cracked.

By the time he pulled out the cone, the three-foot-square-thick slab had been unrecognizable. The mesh cracks were all over it, and it had been reduced to a hundred and ten pieces.

"What did you just do? You can't be so strong. Liao Wuxing was shocked as if he had encountered something extremely incomprehensible, he held the flying cone and looked up and down, trying to find the flaw in the broken flying cone, but he had no clue, and the more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.

"You might as well try again! If I'm not mistaken, you have a black gadget in your hand, and if you attack me with it, you might be able to get the answer. Qiu Yeyu kindly reminded.

However, Qiu Yeyu's unintentional words caused Liao Wuxing to be embarrassed for a while.

These almost provocative words, not to mention that the young and vigorous Liao Wuxing is unbearable, even the sixty-year-old man who is old and old can't help frowning. The so-called speaker has no intention, and the listener has a heart.

Liao Wuxing's face was hideous, and he said angrily: "Boy, you deceive people too much!"

As soon as the words fell, Liao Wuxing threw up the flying cone in his hand again, and threw it towards the place where Qiu Yeyu's heart was nested.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his left hand, and a small black sè thorn flew out and rushed towards the heart of Qiu Yeyu's eyebrows.

Even so, he had no intention of stopping. He stretched out his hand and threw it around his waist, and the two jet-black spherical bones slipped towards the place where Qiu Yeyu was standing.

After doing this, Liao Wuxing hurriedly leaned over and lay down. He held his head and squinted at Qiu Yeyu, the hatred in his eyes had turned into infinite light.

As the two dull roars spread, Qiu Yeyu's body turned into a red sè within a kilometer, and a smell of burnt paste overflowed.

Immediately after, two small jet-black thorns and a pitted flying cone bounced off and landed in the corner of the ring.

"Ahh

"Third sister!" Gu Shuifan hurriedly reached out to support Ji Xiaoqian in shock, and eagerly investigated, thinking that someone was secretly attacking.

When he found out that Ji Xiaoqian was just overfrightened and fainted temporarily, Gu Shuifan's hanging heart was mostly relieved.

If Gu Shuifan is not worried about Qiu Yeyu at all, it is self-deception. Although he is full of confidence in Qiu Yeyu's martial arts, he is still inevitably worried in the face of such a situation.

After confirming that Ji Xiaoqian was fine, Gu Shuifan handed Ji Xiaoqian over to the maid behind him to take care of. Then he put his wrist on the handle of his sword and watched the ring closely.

"Yellow Tiger, Miss Protection, Earth Ape, pay attention to your surroundings. Gu Shuifan said coldly, he glanced at Liao Wuxing, and there was a faint murderous aura in his indifferent expression.

Suddenly, a purple glow flew faintly from the red smoke, as if it was about to break through the smoke shroud, and gradually brightened and expanded.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find groups of small sword shadows walking downstream under the light of the light.