At the moment when the new Oiran of the Red Powder Pavilion threw out the colorful hydrangea in his hand, more than ninety percent of the people in the field were tensed, once the hydrangea left the range of the high platform, they would shoot to grab the ball at the first time!

The rules of this competition for hydrangea are very simple, that is, before the hydrangea lands, there must be a person to catch it completely, no matter what method is used, whether it is above board or with strength, or by the despicable means of making the next three indiscriminate, as long as it can be grabbed, it is considered a victory, and you can obtain the qualification to be alone in the room with the Oiran.

And in this process, you can't destroy the hydrangea, and if anyone destroys the hydrangea, then don't participate in this activity from now on.

In the last competition for hydrangea, Ji Chenggang inadvertently broke the hydrangea, but this time he could only watch everyone compete for the hydrangea, of course, he was still praying in his heart, praying that everyone either didn't grab the hydrangea, or they all destroyed the hydrangea.

Boom!Boom......

When the hydrangea flew out of the high platform, at least dozens of people flew out at the same time, and they each leaped up, trying to grab the hydrangea in their arms before everyone else.

"Hey!"

A strong man in green clothes swung his thick arms, directly pushed the people around him, and then jumped up, reaching out his big hand to grasp the hydrangea in the air. However, just as his hand was no more than a foot away from the hydrangea, a palm print of true qi suddenly struck him opposite him, and it hit him on the chest with a bang.

Although the palm print did not hurt him, it also forced his body back a few feet, but he was a martial artist, and he had not reached the realm of being able to fly in the air, and he could not deflect his shape in the air, which also caused him to pass by the hydrangea.

"The hydrangea is mine!"

Several people kicked under their feet in a row, and rose into the air like arrows, directly picking up the hydrangea that had begun to fall in the air. It's just that there is only one hydrangea, and if they want to win the hydrangea smoothly, they have to beat the rest first. In this way, the original competition for hydrangea turned into a scene of crowds.

Whenever the hydrangea is about to land, everyone will temporarily abandon the opponent, and the hydrangea will be sent into the air again, and then continue to fight. Fortunately, they all knew the importance of the Dao and deliberately controlled their true qi, otherwise the huge Red Powder Pavilion would be demolished by them in minutes.

"Stupid, hit him with your right fist!"

"Raise his leg and sweep, forcing him to not get close!"

"In the face of the enemy's powerful punch, it is obviously incapable of the enemy, you can temporarily avoid its edge and wait for the opportunity to move again!"

Over there, everyone caused a chaotic battle for hydrangea, and the fight was in full swing, while on the other side, Ji Chenggang was gesturing with his hands and feet, while chattering non-stop, in his opinion, these people can't compare with the people last time, if they can participate this time, they will definitely be able to beat the crowd!

Jin Buchou bumped into Yu Qingwu, who had been shaking the silver fan beside him, and said, "What, why don't you go up and give it a try?"

Yu Qingwu smiled and replied, "I think what you mean is that you want me to give up, and you can win the ball yourself, right?"

Being thought about by Yu Qingwu's words, Jin Buchou smiled, revealing a look that you still understand me, and then said: "Although I can't see how strong you are now, I am not the same person I was a year ago, plus this is a ball, not a battle, it is not so simple for you to win!"

When the words fell, he had already floated forward. Almost all of them are martial cultivators in the field, and he is the only one who is a Taoist cultivator, so as long as Yu Qingwu doesn't make a move, he has full confidence that he can win the hydrangea, and even if Yu Qingwu participates, he is not without the possibility of winning, after all, he is very experienced in winning the ball, and Yu Qingwu is the first time.

Jin Buchou did not go deep into the crowd, but stopped behind the crowd, pinched the seal with both hands, and recited the incantation in his mouth. A moment later, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the field, and the hydrangea was rolled up and came to him. At the same time, a flying sword flashed under his feet, carrying him into the air.

"I'll go, I actually used a spell!"

"Let's him first!"

Seeing that Jin Buchou actually used a spell equivalent to cheating, everyone couldn't care about Jin Buchou's identity, and rushed towards Jin Buchou one by one with a scream. And Jin Buchou also has self-knowledge, knowing that his two fists are invincible to four hands, so he harnesses the flying sword and pulls the hydrangea to play hide and seek with everyone.

The original melee became because of Jin Buchou's joining, and it became Jin Buchou, who was chasing and pulling the hydrangea and flying. Jin Buchou is a Taoist cultivator, and his flexibility in controlling the flying sword in the air is much stronger than that of Wu Xiu, but no one is willing to be easily seized by Jin Buchou, so he has to jump up one after another, in a vain attempt to drag Jin Buchou down.

"Can't catch it! Can't catch it!"

Jin Buchou on the flying sword flew wantonly in the air more than four feet high, or rolled or flew diagonally, dodging the figures jumping up one after another. As for the hydrangea, once out of his control, he performed a breath to pull the hydrangea to his side, and for a while, he became the target of the audience.

"Bastard, go to Kunlun to learn a spell and become like this!" Ji Chenggang, who was standing with Yu Qingwu, looked at Jin Buchou's smug expression, and jumped to his feet angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that the master couldn't participate, he would have to slap him down!"

Hearing Ji Chenggang's angry words, Yu Qingwu smiled, and was about to open his mouth to persuade, but he never thought that at this moment, a beautiful voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Is it because Yu Gongzi doesn't like the little girl, so he doesn't shoot to grab the ball?"

The voice in his head came from Dudu, who was alone on the high platform, Yu Qingwu looked up, and saw Dudu as if he was angry, looking at himself with resentment. The corners of his lips tilted slightly, and while shaking the folding fan, he said in a divine voice: "Miss Dudu is flawless in every aspect, it can be described as a celestial, and she is already fascinated by it, how can she say that she can't look down on it?"

"Why didn't that boy make a move?" Dudu's tender lips did not move, but her seductive voice sounded in Yu Qingwu's mind.

Yu Qingwu shook his head and smiled silently, and did not answer Dudu's words, but looked at the field.

Maybe it was because Jin Buchou was tired of playing, or maybe the mana in his body was too consumed, so he didn't continue to play, and after pinching the seal, the hydrangea flew towards his hand as if it was controlled by an invisible big hand.

"I won't let you get the hydrangea!"

Seeing that the hydrangea was about to be held by Jin Buchou, several people shouted wildly, and when Jin Buchou was controlling the hydrangea and had no time to doppelgänger, they jumped up on tiptoe, and each raised his fist to blast Jin Buchou.

"It's late!"

Jin Buchou smiled, pulled his hands suddenly, and then withdrew the spell, allowing the hydrangea to fly towards him by inertia. At the same time, the flying sword at his feet led him to turn over violently, and after dodging a few people, he opened his hands and hugged the whirring colorful hydrangea.

By this time, it was almost certain that Jin Buchou would win the hydrangea, and everyone sighed one by one and did not make another move.

Jin Buchou, who pounced on the hydrangea, looked back at Dudu on the high platform and smiled, and said, "Miss Dudu, you will be mine tonight!"

However, at the moment when his hands first came into contact with the hydrangea, the originally ordinary hydrangea suddenly burst out with a brilliant brilliance, and after shaking Jin Buchou's hands, it seemed that someone was manipulating it left and right, and flew towards Yu Qingwu, who was gently shaking the folding fan and smiling.

Bang!

The hydrangea was originally a mortal thing, but at this time, it seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, carrying a stream of brilliance to knock all the people in front to the ground, and shot at Yu Qingwu like lightning.

"Am I so handsome that I let the hydrangea fly towards me by itself?" Ji Chenggang, who was standing with Yu Qingwu, raised his eyebrows and said, only when the hydrangea was flying towards him, he involuntarily raised his hand to catch it. But when his hand was still a few feet away from the hydrangea, the light on the hydrangea trembled, and an invisible force shook his hand away. At the same time, Yu Qingwu, who had been unmoved, snapped the folding fan, and then his right hand reached out like lightning, grabbing the swirling colorful hydrangea in the midst of everyone's astonishment.

"This ...... This ......"

"Could it be that this little white face is strong enough to pick up objects from a distance of more than ten feet?"

"No, he looks young, he doesn't have such advanced skills!"

A group of people looked at Yu Qingwu holding the hydrangea in a daze, some people thought that Yu Qingwu took the hydrangea in his hand through the air, but some people thought that Yu Qingwu did not have that profound skill. And Ji Chenggang, who was the closest, opened his mouth wide, looked Yu Qingwu up and down, and said, "You are not much more handsome than me, why did you let the hydrangea fly towards you by itself?"

He is the closest to Yu Qingwu, and it is certain that Yu Qingwu did not have even a little skill just now, in other words, the reason why the hydrangea flew this way has nothing to do with Yu Qingwu at all.

At this time, Jin Buchou also flew over, he swept his eyes at Zhang Lian, and then looked at Yu Qingwu with a resentful face and said: "I think something must have happened between you and Dudu in the past year or so, otherwise she wouldn't have made a move to let the hydrangea come into your hands!"

Others don't know what to do, but he knows very well, the amount of power that erupts from the hydrangea is not Yu Qingwu's, but on the high platform! Such a result makes him have to think that the two of them must be unclear, and they may both have some feelings!

In this regard, Yu Qingwu did not give any explanation, he glanced at the hydrangea in his hand, smiled slightly, and said to the people who were still in a trance: "I'm sorry everyone, it seems that the wonderful opportunity to be alone with Miss Dudu is going to be mine!"

When the words fell, he raised his head to look at the dudu of all the initiators, but where was the figure of dudu on the high platform at this time?

"Childe!" At this time, a maid came to Yu Qingwu, owed him a debt, and said, "My young lady is invited, and I also invite the son and the slave to come!" After speaking, he led Yu Qingwu upstairs.