Wang Shiyi didn't even raise his eyes when he saw Lu Shangyi's words, as if he couldn't see this person in his eyes. This attitude naturally made some people on the other side feel a little embarrassed.

On the other hand, Mo Dahai sneered and said, "What kind of personal grudge is not personal grudge? Do you really think I don't know the purpose of your motivating me to come out for a duel?

I might as well tell you directly, Lu Shangyi and you Fang Wenyuan, I will agree to the duel, because I can't stand the faces of you two and want to beat you up. As for what bets are not bets..."

His eyes were stunning, and he swept across the faces of the people opposite him. Mo Dahai snorted coldly: "Bah, do you really think I will be angry and lose my mind?"

Humph, just say it directly, she is the one who decides everything about Senior Sister Mei.

Moreover, I, Mo Dahai, didn’t know how to use women as a bet, and now I can’t do it, and I won’t know how to do it in the future.

So, if you want to beat it, then come out and beat it quickly. In front of so many people, you guys' actions were just to lose faces from the Lu family and the Fang family."

The Lu family and the Fang family are both one of the seven surnames of Jinlei Fortress. Although the two people named by Mo Dahai are still younger, they are connected by blood and have a huge influence. From this, it is not difficult to see why Mo Dahai cannot invite someone to help the boxing.

However, when his words came out, Lin Qing's eyes couldn't help but lit up. It seemed that after half a year of change, Mo Dahai was indeed no longer the young boy he used to be.

With this, no matter whether the duel is a victory or a loss, Mo Dahai has been invincible. All the embarrassing things were thrown to the opponent. The only thing that the opponent could fight for was to lose the bigger or the smaller.

"Okay! OK! OK! OK! Mo Dahai, you are seeking death by yourself!"

Sure enough, the faces of the direct person on the opposite side had begun to turn pale. Even those who were invited to help with the boxing were unable to hold back for a while, while those who were watching the fun were having another burst of laughter.

Seeing this, Lu Shangyi gritted his teeth, and heard a choking sound, and the sword on his waist was unsheathed. One step later, he jumped out again.

"If you want to fight, then come out. If you don't beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will take a detour when I see you."

The bright long sword pointed directly at Mo Dahai's throat, and Lu Shangyi's eyes narrowed into a slit, as if a poisonous snake was spitting out a letter, staring at Mo Dahai's eyes tightly.

The eyes are opposite to the eyes, just like life and death are incompatible, and no one will retreat at all.

But at this moment, Mo Dahai suddenly had a crack in his mouth, and a sarcasm flowed out. He turned his head and looked directly at Wang Shiyi beside him: "Brother Wang, I'll ask you."

The unwritten rule of crossing the Fengkou is that unless there is no one hitting, or if you are too confident, it will be fists and feet against fists and swords against swords.

Mo Dahai was confident in his fist and foot skills, but he had never been exposed to real swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have to work hard to invite Wang Shiyi.

"Just remember that thing."

After a light sound, the man with his hair stepped out lightly and heavy. Then, the sky seemed to suddenly become cloudy, and a cold meaning spread for no reason, making his pores shrink.

"This kid's swordsmanship is pretty good, but unfortunately he is a little less talented, otherwise I would have some interest and fight with him."

On a giant tree twenty meters away, a woman in silver was standing lightly on a branch. When she saw Wang Shiyi appear, her eyes lit up at first, but then she shook her head and some regrets flowed out of it.

"After all, the Wang family is not our Qi family and the Xie family. Since the Wang family's ancestor's deadline arrived ten years ago, they have been on the decline. Otherwise, Wang Shiyi should be qualified to take the marrow-cleaning pill."

There was a girl in blue-shirt sitting next to the woman in silver. Seeing that the fight had already started on the field, and just a few moves were fought, the sword light quickly pressed the sword light into the wind. Her eyes seemed to be plain, but a hint of joy came out of the corners of her lips.

"Actually, the present of the Wang family may be the future of our Qi family, otherwise you won't have to be wronged."

After more than ten moves, Wang Shiyi shot down Lu Shangyi's sword with one killer move. He slapped him with another slap, directly hitting him with a bleeding slightest slightest. He couldn't get up on the spot, so he easily won the first game.

Then, after dragging Lu Shangyi back on the other side, a bare-handed man jumped out. So Wang Shishi, Mo Dahai personally met him.

After practicing hard work, Mo Dahai is no longer practicing tiger-shaped fist, but a set of exquisite upper-level boxing techniques that combine hardness and softness.

Once this set of boxing was used, the endless changes made the opponent feel overwhelmed. In addition, Mo Dahai's rapid advancement, he had already gained an absolute advantage in just over a dozen rounds and turns.

Seeing this, the woman in silver sighed at first, but then smiled and said, "Fortunately, this kid is quite successful. She is not the kind of ignorant person. In addition, the relationship with him is barely worthy of you."

As soon as the words came out, the girl in the green shirt had a bright red color on her face, and she said angrily: "Sister Xue, what are you saying? I was just ordered to teach him martial arts. I have nothing to do with this young man."

Judging from the sound, the girl in green clothes is Qi Mei, and the one she can call Sister Xue is naturally the Rouge Tiger Qi Xue.

"Okay, I believe you are still innocent now, so you don't need to emphasize it."

Qi Xue smiled silently and said that when she was still, she strengthened her tone more heavily. The meaning of it naturally made Qi Mei's face more shy.

However, this expression shows that the matter between Qi Mei and Mo Dahai is not entirely just obeying the orders of the family.

It should be that after more than half a year of contact and Mo Dahai's growth have indeed touched her heart, especially the words he scolded Lu Fang and others before, and the momentum he was so angry.

The battle on the field continues.

If he was invited by Lu Shangyi and others, the people on the opposite side could be considered young and handsome.

Although Mo Dahai's boxing technique is exquisite and his strength is even better than Xiaocheng and pointed directly at Dacheng, he also took thirty or forty moves to finally knock down his opponent, and the power of qi and blood burst out many times.

The loss of qi and blood power is often the most difficult to recover, but the opponent seems to have set his sights on this.

Mo Dahai had just won, and before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, another bare-handed man jumped out.

"Brother Mo, let me meet this person."

Of course, Mo Dahai would not fight in succession. Zhou Mushan, who came from the Xuanyi Guard, rushed out in one step and met directly on the opposite side.

One of these two people is a solid tiger-shaped fist, and the other is a big open and close mountain palm. The strength is almost the same. As soon as the handover is handed over, the sound of the fists and feet colliding with hard moves sounded densely.

"There are twenty people opposite, and we only have seven of them, four of them can only drag down the four people opposite.

In other words, I, Dahai, and Wang Shiyi, have to face at least a wheel battle of sixteen people."

The confrontation on the field was still anxious, but vaguely, the advantage seemed to be beginning to shift to the person who used the Kaishan Palm.

Watching the battle with a plain look, Lin Qing's face remained unchanged, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.

"With the mysterious sword technique, Wang Shiyi's qi and blood power should be able to support several more rounds, but the opponent seems to have the intention to avoid him, specialize in fists and feet, and point directly to the sea.

With the strong qi and blood of the sea, even if you can get some rest time, at most you will have one or two more games. There will be no too powerful masters on the other side..."

The thought flashed, and Lin Qing knew that it was obviously impossible for him not to take action. Even if he still took action without reservation, he would not be sure to defeat the opponent. After all, there were too many people on the opponent.

"The interval between playing and rest must be grasped well, and the advantages of the immortal body should be used to the limit as much as possible."

At this time, Zhou Mushan was beaten to the ground by a mountain-opening palm, but his desperate kick made the opponent spit out a mouthful of blood, which almost ruined the possibility of the opponent continuing to fight.

"Where is in Yue Yunpeng, I wonder who will come up to give me some advice?"

They dragged the injured person back and applied the injured medicine that had been prepared long ago. It was not necessary to say that the connection was tight. Another person jumped out from the opposite side, clasped his fists and signaled to Lin Qing and the others.

"I'll do it."

Having made a decision, Lin Qing took a small step without waiting for Mo Dahai and others to discuss.

It is light, very light, and there is almost no sound of falling to the ground, just like a cat's claws placing the floor.

But when he walked out, he made a crackling sound, and all the bones on Lin Qing's body were trembling at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, he arched his spine and leaned his hands against his waist.

roar!

It seems like a cat is in danger, with a bow on its body and a hair blowing up on its back, and it is about to pounce at any time, but it is more like a tiger roaring, a hungry tiger, and a hungry tiger that has already accumulated its momentum and is about to pounce on it.

Just this small step, I was still hidden under the abyss the moment before. Even if I saw it, there was no danger at all. At this moment, Lin Qing's fangs were finally revealed.

"I will accompany you to see the duel. In addition to seeing if that kid is worthy of you, I also need to observe the progress of this person."

On the branch, Qi Xue's eyes finally moved again: "What I passed on to him is the complete version of the Tiger Fist Quiet Practice, and he did not allow him to practice other martial arts. However, according to the reports of those people, he only received some regular injury medicines in the law enforcement hall, and the amount was not large."

"Specialized in practicing the static skills of tiger-shaped fist?"

Qi Mei's eyes couldn't help but shrink. She also practiced tiger shape and even practiced static skills. However, she didn't dare to practice the full version of static skills alone. Moreover, even so, the medicine she used to assist in practice every year was a very large number.

If she had not had outstanding talents in this regard and had almost reached the threshold for cultivating internal strength, even if she was a direct child, the family might not have cultivated her like this.

She has family training and is so good. How could Lin Qing specialize in practicing such skills with just the regular injury medicine?

roar!
Chapter completed!