Looking at Fang Hou who collapsed on the ground, Hua Yuan'er shook his head, put the spear back behind his back, walked over amidst the discussion of the bandits, and stretched out his hand to the latter: "From the first day you enter the mountain stronghold, you will
Give me your favorite snacks, and I will treat you as a brother, so I really never thought of taking anything away from you."
"You don't need to pity me!" Fang Hou slapped his hand away, with a fierce expression on his face, but with mixed emotions in his heart. He stood up, picked up the big knife, and walked towards the audience.
Seeing this, Hua Yuan'er sighed and walked off the stage. After returning to Tang Ji, he said: "Fang Hou has wanted to surpass me in everything since he was a child, including martial arts. However, his health is not good. I thought he would surpass me in everything."
He will give up, and who knows, he will keep practicing like a demon, but you also know that practicing martial arts requires not only hard work, but also mastery. If this continues, even if you don't go crazy, it will be difficult to improve your martial arts."
Tang Ji nodded slightly, and it seemed that he had guessed correctly: "So today's competition is actually because your adoptive father wants to use your help to wake him up."
"Maybe!" Hua Yuan'er exhaled, but her eyes were still on Fang Hou in the distance.
Fang Hou walked all the way back to the stands, sat down on the ground next to the tiger leather seat, and said in a low voice: "Dad, why, why do I lose to him even though I have reached the first level?"
"Hou'er, you take winning or losing too seriously. Once you find out that Yuan'er likes or is good at something, you have to compete with him. Living like this is too tiring." After Fang Wei answered, he raised his pair of shoes again.
She touched his head with calloused hands: "If you want to become a strong person, you must first be able to accept your own failures. In previous competitions, Yuan'er would deliberately let you down to make you feel that you had a chance to surpass him, but little did you know
, the gap between you has become wider and wider, that’s why dad let him defeat you without reservation today, I hope you can understand dad’s good intentions.”
After listening to his words, Fang Hou was a little stunned, so when he and Hua Yuan'er fought back and forth before, the other party deliberately gave way to him?
So what does it mean to say harsh words in front of Hua Yuan'er?
Fang Hou was like a deflated rubber ball, his body slumped down, his head drooped and he didn't speak anymore. He sat quietly like this for an unknown amount of time before he clenched his fists and raised his head: "Dad, I know, one day, I will
Defeat him with dignity!"
Seeing his appearance, Fang Wei also breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that this strong medicine would hit him before, but now it seems that the effect is pretty good: "Hahaha, you are indeed my son. Take a good rest these days. From now on, dad."
I will teach you how to cultivate, and I believe that within a few months, you will be able to truly compete with Yuan'er."
In this way, the competition between Hua Yuan'er and Fang Hou came to an end, and Hua Yuan'er finally won, allowing them to win the first game.
"Next, Brother Su, do you want to go up and try?" Hua Yuan'er looked at Su Qing and asked.
"Okay." Su Qing replied calmly, holding the sword in both hands, she jumped and landed on the stage.
In the stands, Fang Wei adjusted his expression, squinted his eyes and observed the opponent for a few times, and then asked: "Hou'er, who do you want to compete with this person?"
Fang Hou stood aside, touched his chin and thought for a while, and finally his eyes fell on the man on the seat in front of him on the left: "Just Uncle Dong!"
Fang Wei also nodded in agreement: "Well, this guy looks really difficult to deal with. Third child, just go up and meet him."
Hearing this, the big man sitting on the chair next to him stood up, flexed his muscles a few times, and laughed and said: "Brother, you think too highly of this little baby, but since it is the young master's order, then I will go and meet him."
Meet him!"
Soon, as the sound of "the second competition begins" came out, the battle between Dong Dagui and Su Qing, the third master of Black Dragon Village, officially began.
"Little baby, don't say I'm bullying you, I'll give you three moves!" Dong Dagui smiled and hooked Su Qing.
"Then thank you, senior!" Su Qing was not polite, pulled out the long sword, threw the scabbard aside, and flew over to attack. His attack was very fast, and he directly attacked the opponent's throat.
"Haha!" Dong Dagui seemed to have seen through his moves. He grinned and stepped back. However, he realized that Su Qing's blow just now was just a feint. What he really wanted to attack was his chest. He quickly turned sideways and looked at his clothes.
When I saw the small cut, I immediately realized that the other party was not simple: "The idea is very strong!"
In the audience, Sun Yufu nodded silently: "This little guy is indeed good. Su Ling has a successor."
Tang Ji didn't say anything. He had seen Su Qing's strength before in the dense forest on the outskirts of Jingwang County. The nearly thirty assassins with relatively good strength couldn't even hold on to a stick of incense in his hands, so
I still have great confidence in Su Qing.
Seeing that his feint was dodged by the opponent, Su Qing knew that this person was difficult to deal with, so he used two exquisite killing moves in succession, almost forcing Dong Dagui off the ring.
"It seems that I have underestimated you!" Dong Dagui took a deep breath. If he was beaten by the opponent like this, then he, the third leader, would be really embarrassed. He did not dare to slack off anymore and shouted towards the stage: "Brother
, my sledgehammer!”
After hearing this, Fang Wei stood up, walked to the side seat, lifted two sledgehammers that were more than four feet long and weighed dozens of kilograms in total and threw them towards the ring.
Dong Dagui jumped up and took the hammer, looked at Su Qing and said: "Boy, come on, let me see how much more you can do!"
Through the three moves just now, Su Qing has tested the weakness of the opponent's slow attack speed. There is no ink mark, so he swings his sword to attack again.
However, although Dong Dagui's moves were very slow, they were very deadly, forcing Su Qing, who originally took the initiative, to passively defend. The two of them fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, during which they were almost killed.
The moment of defeat.
A little sweat broke out on Su Qing's forehead, but her cloudy eyes became clear.
"This guy is going to get serious!" Sun Yufu casually analyzed the battle situation.
The next second, Su Qing raised her sword in front of her and said intently: "Shadowless Sword Technique!"
Immediately, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Dong Dagui, suspended in the air, and kept swinging the long sword in his hand towards Dong Dagui. Coupled with the figure that could not be caught, the latter could only keep swinging the sledgehammer around him.
To resist.
"Hey~"
As the speed and strength of his sword swing increased, the energy in his body was gradually released, turning into sword energy to attack Dong Dagui.
"First-class peak!" Fang Wei, who was sitting in the stands, widened his eyes, but after observing a few more times, he shook his head: "No, this kid must have practiced a profound swordsmanship, but to deal with the old man
Three is indeed more than enough.”
Sure enough, just a few breaths later, Dong Dagui was obviously unable to deal with it. He suddenly noticed that Su Qing was stabbing him with a sword. He quickly waved his arms and crossed the two hammers to resist, but the sword was about to touch him.
When he hit the hammer, Su Qing suddenly moved his body, changed the attack direction of the long sword, and put it directly on his neck.
"Concession!"
Su Qing said calmly, and when he saw the other party slowly lowering his arm, he also put the sword back, cupped his fists and saluted, and then walked towards the scabbard where he had left it.
Dong Dagui was still panting and couldn't believe what just happened, but he still accepted the fact of failure and shook his head: "If I don't let you three moves, I really won't lose!"
Regardless of whether he underestimated the opponent or not, a loss was a loss. The old judge quickly announced that Hua Yuan'er's side had won two games in a row.
In the audience, Hua Yuan'er pressed Su Qing's shoulder: "Brother Su, you are so handsome. As long as we win one more game, we can go back and drink."
Immediately, he turned to look at Cheng Tie: "The rest is up to you, Brother Cheng!"
"Leave it to me!" Cheng Tie patted his chest with his head held high.
On the other side, Fang Hou clenched his fists. It seemed that the opponent had retained his reservation yesterday. Even Uncle Dong was no match. Looking at the eager man in the distance, he frowned. If Black Dragon Village could not win even one of the five games,
, that was really embarrassing. He thought for a while, turned his head and asked: "Dad, where is Aunt Mei?"
"Oh? Even your Aunt Mei is moving out?" Fang Hou asked casually, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, raising his hand to greet the bandit's men next to him: "Go and call the fifth master."
But as soon as he finished speaking, a woman in red clothes flew over from the roof behind. After landing safely, she said expressionlessly: "No, I'll always be here."
Fang Hou smiled and cupped his hands: "Aunt Mei, I leave it to you."
"Yes." Li Qingmei replied. Hearing the old judge announce the start of the competition, and seeing Cheng Tie stepping onto the ring, he easily jumped up and quickly followed.
On the stage, before Cheng Tie had time to say anything, when he saw his opponent coming on stage, he took the lead and rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled, then exclaimed: "Woman?"
Li Qingmei looked cold and said calmly: "Get out of here!"