Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Battle of the Top Ten is Over!
Feng Fan himself was on the No. 8 platform, walked to the No. 3 platform where the fat man was, and when he passed the No. 6 platform in the middle, he heard the tune of Hu Ji's eighteen beats again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although they are all tunes of Hu Ji's eighteenth beat, this time it gave Feng Fan a completely different feeling, the feeling he gave him last time was a sad and depressed mood, but this time it made him feel a sense of fierceness and killing.
Feng Fan frowned and looked at Mu Xiaohan on the sixth stage, only to see that the instrument he used this time was not a guqin, but an all-white jade vertical pipa, and every time she stroked the strings, there were air blades visible to the naked eye flying out.
His opponent was a rugged man, the spear in his hand was flying rapidly, and Mu Xiaohan's qi blade couldn't hurt him at all, but was approached by him step by step.
"Look, Gu Ziyao is going to fight back. ā
"I must win! I will be unlucky to lose this competition. ā
"Who said it wasn't! Changrong's fourth son, Yin Hongkuo, was just past his age, and the other three, Liu Yuwen was inexplicably injured and admitted defeat, and Ou Liangcai lost to the one named Li Mu in the second round, only Gu Ziyao has survived until now, and he can't lose anymore. ā
But I heard that this one named Mu Xiaohan is not simple, every game is the opponent automatically admits defeat, just like performing on stage, every time he plays a tune on stage and wins. ā
Feng Fan listened and looked at Gu Ziyao on the stage with a smile, not to mention that he is indeed quite strong, but he should not be Mu Xiaohan's opponent.
Really!
As soon as Feng Fan thought about this, the situation on the stage changed.
I saw Mu Xiaohan take a few steps back, and the melody changed from eighteen beats to an ambush on all sides, with the appearance of this song, Gu Ziyao fell behind again, and Gu Ziyao was defeated before the song was finished.
Gu Ziyao walked off the stage with scars all over his body, and the people on the low stage were disappointed and discussed.
"I lost miserably, but fortunately, I also pressed Situ Hongyu, and this time I was finally able to save my capital. ā
"What? If you press Situ Hongyu, then you really lose miserably. ā
"What do you mean? Could it be that Situ Hongyu lost again?"
"That's not it, the one who lost is called a miserable, if it wasn't for the emperor who saved his life at a critical time, he almost lost his life. ā
"How is it possible! Could it be that I was struck by lightning again!"
"This time I was not struck by lightning, I was defeated by a man named Feng Fan, today I must buy Feng Fan to win. ā
"Then I'll buy it too, and I'll make sure I earn it back. ā
Feng Fan saw that the winners and losers had been divided, so he didn't linger any longer, and came to the fat man's stage, he really wanted to see how strong the fat man's strength was, but he never had a chance to see it.
When Feng Fan arrived, it was already over, so he casually found an audience member and asked, "It's over so soon, do you know who won?"
"A dead fat man named Zheng Yi, I don't know that he came with such good luck, this has been several times, and those who fought against him either had an old injury, or fell out of the ring. Passers-by shook their heads and sighed.
"Thank you!"
After Feng Fan heard this, his heart was like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping by, this thing is too lazy!
It all depends on Xiaobai to win, but Feng Fan knows that he is very strong, and he should not be much worse than him.
"Hey, do you see the fat man?"
Just as Feng Fan shook his head with a wry smile, Gu Ning's voice came from behind him.
"He wasn't there when I came. Feng Fan shrugged and said.
"Oh!" Gu Ning sighed, turned around and left with a disappointed face.
"What are you doing, this!" Feng Fan said to himself as he looked at Gu Ning who was going away in confusion.
"Forget it, go back to the inn first!" Feng Fan said in his heart.
Inn!
Gu Ning sat in front of the window in despair.
The fat man and Jiang Zhishuang were talking about something on the side.
"What's going on?"
Feng Fan asked after walking in.
The fat man turned around and shook his head at Feng Fan and smiled bitterly, but did not speak.
Jiang Zhishuang also ignored Feng Fan, and continued to say to Gu Ning:
"It's okay! There's still a place at home, just go home and ask for one, don't do that. ā
Gu Ning still didn't speak.
Feng Fan also understood after hearing this, didn't he just lose!
"If you don't lose, you won't have to compete tomorrow, you can kill one or two, and then there will be a resurrection match, Xiaobai will borrow you again!" Feng Fan said with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Zhishuang glared at Feng Fan.
"This is nonsense, it was originally possible! This is a big loophole!" Feng Fan argued.
"Which one of the top ten is not a strong one, how can it be so easy to kill. Jiang Zhishuang said.
"Believe it or not!" Feng Fan said indifferently.
"Okay, don't argue, I'll just go back and ask for a quota. Gu Ning suddenly turned around and said.
"That's good, when are you going to go back?" Jiang Zhishuang asked.
"Let's go now!We'll see you at White Horse Academy!" Gu Ning took a deep breath, and after speaking, he went back to his room to pack his luggage.
"What are you anxious about? Wait for me, I have something to say to you. Jiang Zhishuang chased after her.
After the two left, Feng Fan said to the fat man.
"I said fatty, you are shameless enough, all the way down you rely on Xiaobai to open the way for you, and you don't plan to do it yourself. ā
"Cut! I don't do it for fear of hurting them, and I can't control it when I do it. The fat man glanced at Feng Fan with disdain.
"Okay! You won! Where did Xiaobai go?" Feng Fan really couldn't stand the fat man's narcissism, and said helplessly.
"If nothing else, it should be in Qunfang Pavilion, only since we have been there, he has been there. The fat man said.
"What is he doing there?" Feng Fan asked puzzled.
"What else can he do, isn't he just playing cute and mixing in the girls' pile, and sometimes he is quite envious of him. The fat man had a yearning look on his face.
"Let's go, go find him!" Feng Fan said.
"If you want to go, you can say it clearly, why bother to go to him, forget it, I'll go with you!" the fat man looked at Feng Fan with disdain.
"You two brothers don't have any good goods, all the way!" Feng Fan shook his head and said.
"How good can you be!" said the fat man.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the inn.
"The top ten are out, come and take a look!"
"Tell me!"
"No. 1 Taixi Nianhui wins!"
"No. 2 Li Mu wins!"
"No. 3 Zheng Yi wins!"
"No. 4 Jiang Zhishuang wins!"
"No. 5 Meng Gaofei wins!"
"No. 6 Tai Mu Xiaohan wins!"
"No. 7 Xu Cheng wins!"
"No. 8 platform Feng Fan wins!"
"No. 9 Kong Yun wins!"
"Liu Yuwen won on the tenth platform!"
"Everyone can be ready to bet, to reveal a news to everyone, there are two people who have the biggest winning prospects among these people, it is estimated that they are not small, and they all have a deep background. ā
"Those two, don't whet everyone's appetite!"
"Don't worry! Listen! The first is Zheng Yi, who has been unlucky all the way, and it is not a black-box operation, and the chance of winning is very big. ā
"The second is Feng Fan, who has the top supernatural powers and eight fingers, and it is estimated that he also came from a big family, which is amazing!"
Hearing this, Feng Fan and the fat man were dumbfounded, to say that among so many people with backgrounds, it is estimated that the two of them are the ones with the most no background!
Feng Fan and the fat man glanced at each other, and slipped out of the window very tacitly, if this is recognized, it will be a big trouble!