After making the announcement, Qi Yu walked to the VIP table and sat down to watch the battle.
Now that his identity has been revealed, he is no longer suitable to sit in the crowd.
The officials in the ceremonial room at the scene had already understood the meaning above, and hurriedly sent someone to bring in a very elegant Taishi chair, and covered it with a cool bamboo mat as a butt cushion to welcome Mr. Qi's arrival.
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Not to mention, it’s quite cool to sit on!
Surrounded by everyone, Qi Yu finished the task very leisurely.
After a while, he looked at the scorching sun in the sky and said, "I didn't expect that the sun in early autumn would still be as dazzling as it was in summer!"
After saying that, he took out a pair of black sunglasses from his side pocket and put them on in front of his eyes very coquettishly.
This lens is a preliminary sample produced by the glasses factory. It has not yet been officially mass-produced. As a fashion pioneer and chief designer, Qi Yu naturally has to be the first to experience it.
After putting on his sunglasses, he lit a cigarette and started smoking it seemingly leisurely.
The smoke rings one after another came out of his mouth, and then turned into dense smoke under a gentle breeze, looking endlessly comfortable.
Qi Yu, is he really comfortable?
Actually, it’s not!
At this moment, he was more nervous than ever, for fear of making any mistakes.
It was precisely for this reason that he put on sunglasses and lit Hua Zi on fire to hide his inner uneasiness.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, his behavior is more fashion-oriented.
After appreciating Mr. Qi's outstanding style, the audience turned their attention to the arena again.
At this time, Wang Zhifan did not choose to take action. His eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
He felt that the upcoming battle seemed to be missing an important link. As for what it was, he couldn't remember it for a while.
Naturally, Xiaotong would not specifically remind him that the two parties had not signed a contract. On the contrary, she would deliberately talk about irrelevant topics to interrupt his train of thought.
Xiaotong would not even tell him that if he had compromised his father's request for a ceasefire, he could have escaped disaster. However, this guy insisted on fighting. Isn't this the rhythm of pushing himself into a pit of fire?
As the saying goes, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die!
These words could not be more appropriate now.
"Girl, are we going to compete in fists and kicks, or spar with weapons?" Wang Zhifan said with a look of contempt on his face and his nostrils pointing to the sky.
Xiaotong replied calmly: "In order not to hurt you too much, let's try our fists and kicks. Swords and guns have no eyes, what if I can't hold it back?"
"In order not to hurt me? Haha... This is the biggest joke I have ever heard since I set up a competition!"
"Haha, I hope you can laugh like you do now!"
"you!"
What Xiaotong said about not wanting to be seriously injured was indeed the truth in her heart.
Wang Zhifan was the number one scholar in Yudian. If he was too strong and accidentally killed him, wouldn't that bring trouble to his father?
Therefore, we can't kill him directly this time.
However, you can't be too cheap on him.
Why should he remember this deeply? Otherwise, how can he get rid of the anger in his heart?
Wang Zhifan's thoughts were completely opposite.
He has secretly decided that the next contest must be cruel and cruel, otherwise, there will be no way to vent his anger.
What's more, the woman in front of him is so arrogant! Her attitude is almost catching up with him.
Do you want to compete with each other?
Well, I'll make it happen for you!
"Girl, stop nagging and take action quickly!"
"Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Tongyuan pointed at Fan Yao who was injured before and said: "Shicai, when you competed with this person, you only used two feet and won the victory. Well, I will also follow your example and use only one foot.
My hand will fight with you, but the other hand and both feet will not participate. If I break this rule, I will lose! What do you think?"
"you you……"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhifan immediately became furious.
This is not looking down upon, it is clearly outright contempt!
In fact, the most surprised person was Qi Yu who was watching the battle.
At this moment, he was continuing to light a cigarette, but after hearing these words, he trembled suddenly and almost burned his beard like a beautiful man.
I'm talking about my daughter, are you underestimating your enemy?
But now that the matter has come to this, it seems that we can only endure it with all our might.
He secretly made a decision. Once his daughter was in danger, he would not hesitate to shoot him immediately and kill Wu Zhuangyuan's son. Even if His Majesty ordered him to plead guilty, he would admit it!
Enemy! Just do it!
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the people shouting.
In addition to the vigorous cheering, there were also a lot of cheers.
Qi Yu quickly came to his senses after hearing the sound, and turned to look towards the ring.
But I saw that the arena competition above had already begun.
Wang Zhifan was the first to attack, using both fists and feet at the same time, launching a fierce attack with lightning speed.
That momentum, the punching wind, the might of a tiger, it looks so domineering!
However, his raindrop-like attack was not effective at all.
Opponent Qi Xiaotong acted as if nothing was wrong, and actually made a move to evade in a leisurely moment.
Her movement seemed to be neither hurried nor slow, but each step was taken just right, almost barely avoiding Wang Zhifan's fist. The precision was as if it had been calculated in advance.
It was her graceful and graceful steps that won the applause from the whole house just now.
Even a layman who doesn't understand martial arts can see the clues of this level of escape, not to mention that there are also martial arts practitioners with formal training at the scene.
Judging from the momentum, Wang Zhifan's fists were quite domineering, but they were all useless extra skills.
You said, this crazy attack lasted for most of the day, only causing light roar level damage to the air, but it didn't even touch a corner of the opponent's clothes.
It’s so infuriating!
No, we have to speed up our offense!
Therefore, Wang Zhifan increased his strength again and launched a violent storm of blows into the air.
When the melon-eating crowd saw that he missed the target time and time again, they began to laugh at him.
"I said No. 1 Scholar, you have been playing for a long time, are you performing a personal performance?"
"Yes, yes, you hit the target weakly every time, but be careful of using too much force and dodging your waist!"
Upon hearing these sarcastic remarks, Wang Zhifan's face immediately turned the color of pig liver with embarrassment.
At this time, Qi Xiaotong suddenly said calmly: "The monkey walk is over, now it's my turn to fight back!"