"Okay, okay, isn't there another game? Let's all go down, shall we? Don't just stand here stupidly!" Ye Lingxiao didn't have to pay, he laughed and smoothed things over, and at the same time made up his mind to hold Xia tightly in the future.
Li Shuang and Wen Ranran’s thighs.
After all, they have money...
Everyone quickly dispersed back to the auditorium, leaving Wen Ranran alone.
That's right, this is the last game of the day, Wen Ranran and Wan Ledan.
Wen Ranran let out a deep breath. His victory over Niu Daben in the last match could only be said to be a fluke. After all, strictly speaking, Niu Daben did not belong to the category of Jianghu people before. He used to be a military general.
But this Wanledan is different. There are many strange swordsmanship and knife manuals circulated among the people in the world, and there are also many things that have been passed down.
In fact, Wen Ranran has never practiced any messy skills. Her martial arts is more of a combination of hundreds of miscellaneous schools.
For example, Wang Shujun's martial arts, and another example, Qian Yujiang, Tang Xia Lishuang, who sparred with him every day, and countless battles, they were all figured out by themselves.
Wan Le Dan... Wen Ranran was not sure for a moment what kind of person the other party was.
But no matter how unsure, Wen Ranran was confident to deal with it. After all, her martial arts skills were much higher than that of Ye Junmeng. If she faced Wan Ledan, she might still have a chance of winning, but if Ye Junmeng faced her, it would be very likely.
It will turn into one-sided harassment and group fights.
So in order to protect the personal safety of teenagers, let me, as an adult, do it...
Wen Ranran shook his head and sighed, looking at Wan Ledan who came up from the stage.
This man... how should I put it... has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a treacherous face at first glance, but he still pretends to be a gentleman, with his hair tied into a pigtail behind his back, and he has a bit of barbarian blood.
Overall, apart from being treacherous, he is also vulgar.
And he’s still the sixth man of ten thousand years.
"Hey...didn't you say that the person I met was a little lolita? Why did she turn into such a beautiful girl now?" Wan Ledan smiled and looked at Wen Ranran with an indelible look in his eyes.
Obscene.
He has long been displeased with this pure and aloof saint. If Xia Lihong was watching from below, he might have restrained himself a little, but Xia Lishuang is not around now... maybe he can even wipe it during the fight.
Oil……
Wan Ledan smiled, took out his heavy-looking scimitar, and smiled slightly.
"Your Highness the Saint, I'm offended!"
Wen Ranran's face was expressionless, her long hair was calm and automatic, but the words she spat out made Wan Ledan freeze instantly.
"Wait a moment!"
Wan Ledan was stunned for a moment, and stopped subconsciously. The next second, he was suddenly slapped hard by the silver lin sword with the sound of breaking wind.
"I mean wait a minute, I'm going to draw my sword!"
Seeing such a heavy blood mark on Wan Ledan's face, Wen Ranran retracted her hand with a smile.
Wan Ledan was so angry that he covered his bleeding face and almost fainted from anger.
"You, you, you..."
"What are you doing? I'm already standing here. Why don't you blame me for not taking the fight seriously?" Wen Ranran rolled her eyes, but she didn't dare to relax at all.
"You're looking for death!" Wan Ledan finally turned on his real fire, swung his scimitar, roared and was about to step forward.
"Stop!" Wen Ranran shouted again.
"Stop the hammer!" Wan Ledan roared and came up, but suddenly felt his feet slip and he fell down.
Where no one sees it, a round pearl rolls on the ground.
Wen Ranran picked up the pearl and stuffed it into her purse.
"I said stop, watch your step!"
Wan Ledan wailed and angrily prepared to get up. Before he could get up, Wen Ranran suddenly tiptoed and kicked him directly in the chest.
This kick was so powerful that it hit the opponent's chest and broke several of Wan Ledan's ribs.
"Pfft--" Bright red blood spurted out from Wan Ledan's mouth, and he was already in a state of chaos.
Wen Ranran was holding the Silver Lin Sword, but he didn't use it much. He just kicked the opponent away a long way.
"Damn you! I have been displeased with you for a long time! There are so many little lolita at home, you are the second Ji Caixuan, right? They are all shameless, and you are still arguing with a little girl. You are really good in the martial arts world.
What a shame!" Wen Ranran cursed angrily and kicked the other person out without caring about his image.
Before Wan Ledan could react, he was beaten like a violent storm.