Huang Rong thought in her mind that she had lost the first game, so the "Tian Ji Horse Racing" was of no use. Among the remaining two masters of the opponent, Brother Jing would not lose even if he didn't win against King Jinlun, but Ouyang Feng was really unlucky.
People have headaches.
Although many famous sects were invited to this Beggar Clan Conference, all those who came were juniors.
That is to say, the Quanzhen Sect has good relations with Guo Jing, and two of the Quanzhen Seven Sons have come, and they are still the two with the worst martial arts. After all, no one expected that they would kill such top masters as Jinlun Dharma King and Ouyang Feng.
Huang Rong looked at Murong Fu and Xiao Longnu, but Murong Fu seemed to only care about eating and was not interested in the battle. Xiao Longnu only had Murong Fu in her eyes and didn't care about Huang Rong's gaze.
Huang Rong was secretly angry and was about to grit her teeth and take on the second scene. Murong Fu raised his head and raised his greasy index finger towards Huang Rong, pointing outward.
No one else understood what this meant, Huang Rong was also stunned, but when she saw that Murong Fu's lips were half-smiling, she suddenly realized that he was referring to the agreement of "three strikes". She couldn't help but rolled her eyes, but she still nodded happily.
Murong Fu turned to Xiao Longnu and said, "Long'er, are you full?"
Xiao Longnu nodded, "I'm full."
Murong Fu stretched out his hand to wipe away the oil stains from the corners of Xiao Longnu's mouth, "Exercise one or two after the meal will keep you slim. Go and fight the second round."
Xiao Longnu said "hmm", got up and came to the field.
When everyone saw that Murong Fu did not take action himself, but let a cute little girl take action, everyone's impression of Murong Fu dropped sharply, and they were also secretly worried.
Yin Zhiping was the most anxious and couldn't help but said: "Gang Leader Huang, I'd better fight in this second game!"
As soon as these words came out, Hao Datong, Sun Buer and others were puzzled. They knew that Xiao Longnu's martial arts, even if she couldn't win, was much better than the others in the Quanzhen Sect. How could Zhiping be so unwise!
Zhao Zhijing knew some of Yin Zhiping's thoughts and remained silent.
The woman in purple from the Emei sect also couldn't stand it, "Gang Leader Huang, please order us to fight in the second battle."
Yu Yin had been furious because his junior brother Zhu Ziliu was assassinated, but now he jumped out and said, "Let me do it!"
Even Song Qingshu was eager to give it a try, and couldn't help thinking that the beautiful girl was going to lose anyway, so why not go out and fight on her own, even if she lost, she could gain a good reputation.
Huang Rong waved her hand and smiled slightly, "If nothing happens, let this girl take action!"
Seeing Huang Rong's confidence, everyone thought that this girl was as secretive as Murong Fu. They had no choice but to retreat.
Only Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng present had some knowledge of Xiao Longnu's martial arts.
Huang Rong mistook Xiao Longnu for Murong Xue, expecting that ten years ago her internal strength had reached a first-class level and she had learned the Nine Yin Manual, but now her martial arts could no longer be measured by common sense.
Jin Lun Dharma King originally wanted to take action in person in the second round, but seeing that the other party sent a little girl, he couldn't hold back for a while, so he said: "Darba, you will take part in the second round."
Dalba jumped out in response, and Ouyang Feng's face turned anxious, "No!"
Jinlun Dharma King looked suspicious, and Huo Dou also said: "Mr. Ouyang, do you think that the second senior brother can't beat a mere little girl!"
He had just been hit by Murong Fu casually, and was half crippled. He was so humiliated that he couldn't help but hate Murong Fu.
But she didn't dare to cause trouble with Murong Fu, so she focused on Xiao Longnu, thinking that if such a delicate woman was hit by the second senior brother's hundreds of kilograms of vajra pestle, she would be destroyed.
Ouyang Feng snorted coldly and glared at Huo Dou with a sharp look. Huo Dou immediately did not dare to speak, because Ouyang Feng's martial arts was unfathomable and unruly.
He didn't take his status as a prince seriously at all, but his master treated him with great courtesy, so he didn't dare to offend him.
Jin Lun Dharma King asked: "What does Mr. Ouyang have to say?"
"That woman's martial arts skills are extraordinary. I'm afraid it will be difficult for your second disciple to win."
Jin Lun Dharma King looked at Xiao Longnu intently, but Xiao Longnu had been practicing Wuxiang Kung Fu since she was a child. Her inner strength was not visible when she was not doing anything, and she did not look very profound.
"Sir, you are overly worried. My second disciple is born with supernatural power. Even if the opponent has deep internal power, she is still a woman. Besides, it is difficult for us to deal with a child."
Ouyang Feng thought to himself, anyway, I only seek revenge on Guo Jing and his wife, and the position of leader of the martial arts alliance is not that rare. It doesn't matter what you do, so he shook his head and said nothing.
He met Jinlun Dharma King by chance in a restaurant a few days ago. The two of them fought hundreds of moves and were evenly matched, and admired each other.
Later, Jin Lun Dharma King mentioned the purpose of this trip, and Ouyang Feng was also planning to seek revenge on Guo Jing and his wife. The two hit it off and came together to attend the Beggar Clan Conference. In fact, they did not have much close relationship.
In the field, Dalba held a vajra in one hand and saluted, "What weapon did you use?"
He spoke in Mongolian, which Xiao Longnu didn't understand. A Mongolian officer and soldier stepped forward to translate. Xiao Longnu didn't bring out her long sword, and only had a golden bell rope on her body.
Just as he was about to take it out, Murong Fu said: "Which hero can lend me a sword?"
There were many heroes in the hall wearing long swords, and they all held out their own swords.
Sun Buer stepped forward and said, "My seven-star sword is very sharp, so use mine." She had the lowest martial arts among the Quanzhen Seven Sons. Wang Chongyang gave her his sword back then. At this time of crisis in the martial arts world, Don't hesitate to lend.
Xiao Longnu didn't know which one to choose, so she couldn't help but look at Murong Fu. When Murong Fu saw the woman in purple also holding out his own sword, he pointed at the woman in purple, "Just use hers."
Xiao Longnu took the sword from the woman in purple. Sun Buer looked unhappy, but it was hard to say anything.
Seeing that Xiao Longnu had the weapon in her hand, Dalba bowed again and said, "The little monk is about to take action!"
Although the little dragon girl didn't know what she meant, she secretly felt lucky when she saw the Dalba Vajra Pestle being mentioned. The long sword suddenly appeared with white light, and its energy was wavering. In the candlelight, it was extremely gorgeous.
Although Xiao Longnu was as calm as water, she was not ambiguous in a fight. As soon as she moved, she got ahead of Dalba and struck him in the face. Dalba raised the vajra with both hands and held it across his chest.
As soon as the blade of Xiao Longnu's sword turned, she changed the slash into a slap. The metal and iron intersected, and with a "clang" sound, the lower half of Xiao Longnu's sword was blocked, but the upper half was slightly bent, and the trend continued unabated. forehead.
Dalba was suddenly in pain and immediately flew back a few feet.
"Okay!" The heroes couldn't help but cheer, and then burst into laughter. A red sword tip mark was left on Dalba's forehead.
Dalba touched his forehead, slightly annoyed, and struck the vajra on the ground. With a "bang" sound, the stone slabs on the ground immediately cracked into several gaps.
The laughter of the heroes suddenly stopped, thinking in their hearts that the monk's arm strength was so amazing, and they didn't know how the little girl could resist next.