The friction between the junior fellow apprentices and the other disciples of the two peaks did not attract much attention from Feiyun.

In his opinion, the conflicts between a few people are just a few quarrels. As for making an appointment to discuss things, it is also very common in the sect. Regardless of victory or defeat, at most it is just a flesh wound.

Luo Lin was not very interested in a duel. He had just broken through a few days ago and wanted to take advantage of these two days to consolidate his realm.

But the bet of one hundred taels of gold made Liu Xiaolu extremely excited. None of the new disciples in the sect had a higher level than Luo Lin. This so-called bet was simply a door-to-door gift of money!

As for kneeling down to apologize or something like that... it was not within the scope of her consideration at all. Come on, not only was Luo Lin absolutely suppressed in terms of skill, but Luo Lin also practiced diligently and was proficient in martial arts. How could he lose?

Under the temptation of huge sums of money, Liu Xiaolu tried his best to finally get Luo Lin to agree to the fight proposed by Fang Gan.

The next afternoon, the two of them rushed to Yuehua Terrace as promised.

Yuehua Terrace is located on Yuehua Peak, the main peak of Muyue Mountain. Although it is called Yuehua Terrace, it is not an ordinary platform, but a huge platform composed of several bluestone platforms of different sizes in the middle of Yuehua Peak. site.

The largest platform in the middle is thirty or forty feet wide, and is surrounded by five smaller platforms, about ten or more feet in size.

As soon as the two entered the venue, they saw a dozen people gathered around the small platform on the left.

The group of people wore the uniform blue disciple uniforms of the sect, and were headed by two young men and women, surrounded by about a dozen boys and girls of similar age.

"Look, they are coming!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Hey, let us, Senior Brother Fang, teach these little bastards from Bright Moon Peak a lesson today." A lean male disciple with sinister features and stern eyes nodded and flattered them.

"Hey, there's a little girl here. Senior Brother Fang is going to destroy the flower with his hands." Another male disciple with a yellow complexion saw Liu Xiaolu following Luo Lin and joked angrily.

"I don't hit women." Fang Gan rolled his eyes at the person who spoke, and his expression became more and more arrogant.

Liu Xiaolu looked at Fang Qian with a smile, he is a kind man! He must have a good attitude towards the boss and serve with a smile!

Looking around, I saw that everyone in the group was smiling, looking like they were gloating about their misfortune.

It was such a big battle. I don't know if they would still be able to laugh after being beaten by Luo Lin.

Fang Gan walked to Luo Lin and stood in front of him. Without even looking at Liu Xiaolu, he said arrogantly: "Luo Lin, right? Win two out of three games, or decide the outcome in one game. You choose."

He had also heard about Luo Lin's identity, Fang Gan, but he obviously had no good impression of this so-called cousin, let alone any intention of acknowledging him.

"One round, I'm in a hurry."

Luo Lin didn't care much about the other party's attitude. In his opinion, this time he was just accompanying Liu Xiaolu to make some extra money. He would have to go back to practice Kungfu after finishing the work early.

Fang Gan frowned, a little dissatisfied with Luo Lin's confidence, but it was hard to say anything at this time, so he could only say dryly: "Please."

"Brother Fang, come on! Knock these two annoying guys down!" Li Qingwu jumped on her feet and cheered Fang Gan in the crowd.

The two people boarded the platform, facing each other from a distance, and each took out their weapons.

Fang Gan's weapons are two red gold scimitars. The vermilion handles are embedded with two cat's-eye-sized rubies. The golden arc-shaped blades look even more majestic and majestic under the afternoon sun. .

Luo Lin took off the sword case that he had been carrying on his back and took out a silver long sword from the sword case. This sword was given to him by Master Hu Feng. It was named Bai Zhan. The sword was two fingers wide and three feet long. Not a shred of extraneous decoration.

"Be careful!" Fang Gan shouted, and rushed towards Luo Lin with two scimitars.

Luo Lin took his time and took up the Spiritual Fox Step, staggered his steps, and easily avoided Fang Gan's double swords by twisting his body.

Fang Gan was not discouraged after missing a single hit, and quickly slashed out with both swords in his hands, blocking Luo Lin's movement one left and one right, hoping to force him to take the move head-on.

Luo Lin saw Fang Gan's intention, but did not panic at all. He jumped up, slashed at one of the scimitars with his sword, and then kicked the other one with his flying kick.

Seeing Luo Lin leap into the air, Fang Gan's eyes lit up. It seemed that Luo Lin didn't have much fighting experience, yet he showed his flaws so easily in the battle.

Then he used all his strength to repel Luo Lin with one move, and then pursued him while he was still unstable in the air.

Unexpectedly, after the swords met with a loud clang, Fang Qian's right hand suddenly came with a powerful force that was far beyond his expectation. It shocked him so much that he took more than ten steps back. With his acquired power, With a sixth-level skill, he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

Luo Lin used the force to flip over nimbly in the air, his face remained as usual, and he landed firmly on the platform.

"You, you don't have acquired sixth-level skills?!" Fang Qian was shocked and angry as he endured the severe pain from the tiger's mouth.

"When did I say that I only have the sixth level of acquired skills? It's you who insisted on fighting with us." Luo Lin turned his wrist and put away the long sword, took two steps back, and said in a calm tone.

Fang Qian's face turned red and he was speechless for a moment.

"What? No more fighting? Well, you can just admit defeat." Luo Lin tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked seriously.

"Admit defeat? What a joke, we, Fang Gan, will never admit defeat!" Fang Gan's face was ashen, he held his neck and shouted in disbelief.

There was a moment of silence under the stage, and everyone in Shuiyuefeng who had originally planned to watch the excitement now widened their eyes and remained silent.

The two fought several more moves in succession, but Fang Gan was no match for Luo Lin and was completely overwhelmed by Luo Lin.

The delicate crown on Fang Gan's head had been knocked off at some point. There was a lot of dust on his body, and even his clothes had several cuts made by Luo Lin's sword. He looked disheveled and gray-headed. He doesn't look like he had before.

After hitting Fang Qian away with another sword, Luo Lin couldn't stand it anymore.

"You are no match for me, just admit defeat."

"In front of the nest, Lengsu, the wealthy man, is the richest man in the world!"

Fang Gan fell so hard just now that he hit the ground and lost one of his front teeth. His words were a little leaky.

The people in Shuiyue Peak didn't react until then and started speaking one after another.

"Fang...Senior Brother Fang, why don't we forget it."

"Senior Brother Fang, if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, let's let them go today."

"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood..."

Fang Gan's face became even more embarrassed, he turned his head and shouted: "Shut up!"

Then he struggled to get up from the ground, and with a low shout, the two scimitars flew in the air and slashed towards Luo Lin again.

Luo Lin shook his head and could only wave his long sword to meet Fang Gan's double knives.

The two knives and one sword collided hard together again, setting off a wave of air on the large platform.

Fang Gan was forced back by Luo Lin's long sword. A huge impact pushed him from the center of the platform to a corner, leaving two long dents on the ground.

Luo Lin forced Fang Gan into a corner. He wanted to knock him off the platform with his sword and end the battle, but Fang Gan revealed his big mouth with missing front teeth and smiled strangely.

Luo Lin felt bad, but it was too late to react.

Fang Gan suddenly pulled out the scimitar that was blocking his chest, and Luo Lin's long sword slashed directly into his chest.

Luo Lin was startled and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his attack, but Fang Gan slashed towards Luo Lin's face with a knife.

At this time, the distance between the two was only a stone's throw away, and it was too late to change his moves. Luo Lin had no choice but to get up, move to the right, and twist his head as hard as he could to avoid this fatal knife.

Luo Lin's long sword struck Fang Gan's chest, while Fang Gan's right hand scimitar struck Luo Lin's left shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the two men would fight so fiercely. Everyone present was stunned and the scene was chaotic.

"Senior Brother Fang!!!" "Brother Fang!!!"

"Xiao Lin!!!"

Luo Lin's pretty face turned slightly pale. He covered his left shoulder and took a few steps back. Blood was dripping from his shoulder, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Fang Gan staggered to steady his body. A huge gap had been cut in the clothes on his chest, but there was no trace of blood. Looking carefully, he discovered that a golden inner armor was actually exposed from the hole in his chest.

Although Luo Lin did not use all his strength, his seven-level acquired skills were there after all, and receiving such a sword actually left only a shallow mark on Fang Qian's inner armor.

Everyone looked at each other for a long time before someone whispered.

"This, is this gold silk armor?"

"What? Is this the legendary soft gold armor that only royal blood will be given?"

While everyone focused their fiery gazes on the soft gold armor, Liu Xiaolu stared nervously at Luo Lin on the stage.

She had forced Luo Lin to participate in this fight. If something happened to Luo Lin because of this, how could she feel so relieved?

Everyone in the audience was stunned, but the battle between the two on the stage was not over yet.

Fang Gan touched the inner armor on his chest and smiled proudly at Luo Lin, with a somewhat provocative look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!