There was a sound in the curtain behind her, and a maid walked out with a tray. "This is what Mr. Luo Jiang Beiluo meant." the maid said, taking out the paper from the tray and holding it up. There were three handsome and elegant characters on it:
"Zhang Buyu"
The font on the rice paper is elegant and delicate, and Zhang Buyu's name is written on it.
"Mr. Luo Jiangbei said that he will withdraw from this competition and make way for Mr. Zhang Buyu." the maid announced.
Hua Fan was completely confused. "Give way? What do you mean? What kind of medicine is sold in Luojiang Bei Hulu that has never shown up before?"
The white-bearded judge was also startled for a moment, and the audience began to whisper.
"Then please invite Mr. Zhang Buyu to compete with Mr. Guan Heling. The winner this time will be among you."
Hua Fan's heart skipped a beat, wasn't this the time for him to challenge Guan Heling in a duel?
Could this be Luo Jiangbei’s purpose? Does he know that he is not really Zhang Buyu?
While the drums were beating, Hua Fan looked at Guan Heling. The little old man in gray clothes actually walked to the middle of the ring in a serious manner, bowed his hands to the spectators, then turned to Hua Fan, and bowed to the bottom. His movements were smooth and powerful.
Hua Fan said, which was in huge contrast with his shriveled appearance. Hua Fan smiled so hard that the tendons on his face were about to fall out. She felt that if this little old man was not a master, her surname would not be Tang.
The Peony Garden is crowded with people, so she must not reveal her whereabouts, and she must not use her powers.
"Anyway, it is Zhang Buyu's reputation that is being lost." Hua Fan gritted his teeth, walked to the middle of the ring, bowed his hands to the spectators, turned to Guan Heling, bowed to the end, and then began to wave and frown, indicating that he did not want to compete.
, admit defeat.
The audience began to whisper to each other, and the crowd became noisy.
"I have long heard that Zhang Buyu is not only an outstanding painter, but also unmatched in martial arts. Now it seems that he is just a vegetable dumpling."
"Yes, you are so timid and have less courage than sesame seeds."
Hua Fan could only comfort herself, Zhang Buyu was just a vest.
But Guan Heling didn't seem to understand Zhang Buyu's meaning at all, "Since Mr. Zhang said so, let's start the competition!" He calmly said.
Hua Fan frowned, did he really not understand or was he pretending not to understand? He had to use his hands and feet again, arrogantly expressing that he did not want to compete and would admit defeat.
Now I'm afraid even the idiot will understand what she means. But Guan Heling looked stupider than the idiot. He didn't look away, his face didn't change, and he even took a martial arts stance and said word by word: "Go on -
--trick--"
Before Hua Fan could think of how to deal with it, Guan He Ling had already stepped forward, and with a dexterous hand, he pushed directly towards Hua Fan's door. Hua Fan was filled with confusion and surprise, and used his strength to push the bookcase forward to block it.
He ducked aside in great embarrassment.
"Kara!" The bookcase was cut off in the air, ink dripping all over the arena, and rice paper fluttered like snowflakes.
The onlookers exclaimed that this move was very dangerous, not like a martial arts competition, but like it was about to kill someone.
"Wait a minute!" A voice suddenly came to mind. Hua Fan looked down the stage and saw the scholar in blue. He hurriedly walked onto the stage and stood between Guan He Ling and Hua Fan. Guan He Ling had to stop there.
hand.
"Mr. Guan Heling," the scholar in blue said righteously: "Mr. Zhang Buyu has made it clear just now that he does not want to compete with you and has already given up defeat. Why does Mr. Guan still deliberately make things difficult? Is it because he is bullying Mr. Zhang because of his inconvenient speech?"
?”
"Mr. Guanhe Ling, you are so arrogant today, what trouble are you going to cause?" Judge Whitebeard also spoke, and the judges immediately accused Guanhe Ling one by one.
"Oh, it seems that I, Guanhe Ling, have really interfered with your affairs." Guanhe Ling's language became very provocative, "How about we settle things with you today?" He kicked out, and that
The half-broken Aoki bookcase flew straight towards the audience. The audience burst into commotion and exclaimed. In less than a moment, all the tourists in the garden dispersed.
Hua Fan looked at the situation in front of him. It would be better to say that the judges and the blue-clothed scholars had united to confront Guan Heling. Zhang Buyu was just an unfortunate trigger, and was awkwardly caught between the two groups.
.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy. Even if there is huge trouble between them, as long as it has nothing to do with him, it is not trouble. Thinking like this, Hua Fan casually saluted and hurriedly walked off the stage.
"Where are you going, Mr. Zhang?" Guan Heling quarreled with the old judges, but his eyes never left his eyes.
Hua Fan was startled.
"Our competition hasn't started yet." Before Guan Heling finished his sentence, he had already jumped up, drew his sword, and stabbed straight towards Hua Fan. His body was as light as a swallow, and his movements were extremely fast. Hua Fan felt vaguely
This movement seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it before.
A cold light flashed, and a sharp long sword flew towards her face.
Hua Fan was agitated and hurriedly dodged to the side. However, the long sword seemed to have eyes. He couldn't dodge. Just when he was about to stab, the sword edge was slightly deflected, intentionally or unintentionally staggering.
Cold sweat broke out on Hua Fan's forehead. When he looked closely, Guan Heling was only an inch away from her. The two of them stared at each other. Hua Fan could even see clearly the distinct blood vessels in his eyeballs. Suddenly she
Realizing something, he stood still.
The scholar in blue suddenly appeared on the stage, and without any explanation, he rushed towards Guan Heling with a flying kick, and the danger was skillfully saved.
By this time, the audience had already dispersed, and the huge peony garden seemed empty.
The scholar in blue retreated to the side of the judge. The situation on the stage was now clear. The scholar in blue united with the six old judges and was determined to find trouble with Guan Heling. Guanhe Ling had no intention of giving in. Hua Fan was confused.
Sandwiched in the middle, there is a mysterious Luo Jiangbei behind the curtain.
The blue-clothed scholar focused his attention and looked at the Aoki desk that was thrown to the seat by Guan Heling. The broken desk suddenly rose into the air and hit Guan Heling directly.
"It actually has superpowers!" Hua Fan was surprised. But he didn't expect that Guanhe Ling even avoided this easily, and the Aoki case didn't hurt him at all. He ignored the blue-clothed scholar and the old judge, and waved away
The long sword stabbed Hua Fan. They were not far away from each other. Guan Heling's eyes flashed and Hua Fan immediately understood. Following the momentum of his sword, he fell backwards at the right time. The edge of the sword pierced his clothes.
It felt like he was being stabbed. Guanhe Ling stabbed him several more times, and with Hua Fan's cooperation, he almost hit the mark with every shot. Within half a quarter of an hour, he fled down the ring in a state of embarrassment.
The judge and the scholar in blue were already furious. In an instant, the chairs, coffee tables, and tea bowls all flew into the air and crashed towards the ring.
Guan He ordered to avoid them one by one without any injuries. The six judges and the scholar in blue stood together. Hua Fan suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes. The six old men who were weak just now looked like children with white hair now.
, his eyes are sparkling.
The seven people concentrated their efforts, and more seats flew up with tea bowls and plates. Flowerpots on the floor, tiles on the roof, and even the wall coverings were not spared. The messy things piled up to form an airtight wall.
, overwhelmingly smashing into the ring.
Seven of them actually have the same superpower!
Seeing that he was about to hit him, Ling Guanhe used lightning speed to pull over the remaining half of the green wood case with his sword, jumped up, stepped on the half of the case, and jumped up and down again as light as a swallow.
Not even a grain of soil or a drop of soup splashed on him.
The seven people frowned, and the pile of debris circled around the ring, and then hit Guan He Ling even harder.
"Boom" a blazing flame suddenly ignited in mid-air, sparks exploded, and ashes fell on everyone on the stage.
Hua Fan stood at the empty seat, his eyes flashing red.
"Go quickly." Guan Heling scolded her.
"Just kidding." It was Qixing who was playing Hua Fan. A bunch of small flames burst out and burned the old judge's long white beard. He watched as he hurriedly took out the sleeves of his robe to put out the fire.
"Who are you? Since we are both demons, why bother chasing me to this point?" Hua Fan pressed.
"What's there to ask? Everyone is his own master." The scholar in blue didn't look at him. The long sword flew out from his waist and was about to slit Guan Heling's neck, but the sword edge seemed to touch the void, drawing a
It made an arc and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Through iron and stone!" Seven people stared at them at the same time.
Guan Heling took off the mask and beard on his face, revealing smoky red tears.
"Everyone has his own master? But I am not serving anyone else. I dare to ask who your master is?" Hua Fan asked. She didn't know whether the master of these seven people was Shangguan Jinnian or Li Yuting.
Seeing that there was no chance of winning, the seven of them could only keep tight-lipped and not answer. Only the scholar in blue looked a little younger and could not hold his breath. Hua Fan noticed that his eyes were slightly looking towards the curtain on the ring.
"Luo Jiangbei!" Hua Fan suddenly remembered. With quick eyes and quick hands, he caught fire and the curtain instantly turned into ashes.