Chapter Five Hundred and Fiftieth Chapter Invitation to Battle
Neither of the two beauties from the East China Sea wanted to lose their momentum. They were quarreling with each other, and they had actually begun to discuss ways to create a rivalry. The situation at the moment was probably getting more out of control.
Li Luo tried to persuade others, but no one listened. Instead, he blamed Li Luo for speaking for the other party.
Li Luo felt very embarrassed. He sighed and was about to walk away, when suddenly a strong man pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and strode in.
He looked at Li Luo and said loudly: "Cong Fu praised you for your extraordinary bravery and being able to enter the sea and slay dragons. I think it's all nonsense. Come on, come on, you and I will try a few tricks and see what you, Prince Dagan, are really capable of."
"It is Hua Douhan Zhang.
"Hanzhang, it's not your turn to invite a fight here. If you want to take action, you have to have a few fights with my aunt first." Congfu shouted first.
"That's right, why are you interrupting when we are talking?" Jiucai'er wrinkled her delicate nose and said.
Hanzhang laughed loudly and said: "Congfu, are you afraid that he will be embarrassed? Fu Cong's spiny-backed arowana, Flying Whale's water monster, you two, don't be impatient, wait until I try to see if he is worthy of you two
scramble.
We, the East China Sea, value heroes. If he is really capable, you two can snatch him away. If he is just a straw bag, and we two beauties from the East China Sea have to fight over him, wouldn’t it make others laugh out loud, don’t you think?"
The last sentence was a question raised to the onlookers of the East China Sea Islanders. As soon as the words fell, a chorus of responses came and went.
Hanzhang and his son were extremely rude to Li Luo, but they were very prestigious in the East China Sea. Once a word was spoken, it was not far off from a hundred responses.
Li Luo's expression remained unchanged. This fight was probably unavoidable.
Li Luo glanced lightly at the people around him. Unlike the crowd who were watching and making noises, the leaders of the Three Islands and Ten Alliances all carefully paid attention to how Li Luo responded. The expressions in their eyes were changing, and they were making their own calculations.
Li Luo let out a breath and said: "Since Mr. Han is interested, then I..."
Before he finished speaking, Hanzhang stretched out his palm the size of a cattail leaf fan and slapped it over, yelling: "Fight if you say you want, why is there all this nonsense!"
Li Luo frowned, kept his body still, slipped his feet, moved three feet to avoid Han Zhang's palms, and said calmly: "Young Master Han must decide the winner?"
"You've already made a move, but if you can still retreat, let everyone see whether the character you Congfu talks about is a hero or a pustule."
Hanzhang shouted loudly, and his men did not stop for a moment. The wind of his fists whizzed, not leaving Li Luo's vital parts. He was afraid that not only would he win or lose, but he would also lose face to Li Luo.
Li Luo wandered between Hanzhang's fists as if he were strolling in a courtyard, advancing and retreating like passing clouds, not even a speck of dust.
Hanzhang's fists are very powerful, but his boxing skills are just ordinary. Compared with the monk Zhangkong of the Nine Guards in Dagan Palace, they are vastly different.
Li Luo saw every move, he defended more and attacked less, and he didn't want to confront Han Zhang head-on.
However, Li Luo also saw that there was a hidden back move in Hanzhang's fist strength, and he did not use all his strength. Simply speaking, the strength was not as strong as Wuta's, and it seemed that he deliberately showed it to the onlookers.
The sand beside the lake was soft, and Han Zhang brought up waves of flying sand as he ran. Looking at Li Luo, his feet were as light as nothing, and there was not even a single footprint left on him.
While Li Luo was taking the move, he paid attention to the expressions of the spectators. The reason he used such a shocking light skill was to retreat despite the difficulties.
Unexpectedly, Hanzhang fought for a long time without success, which aroused the anger in his heart. He rushed to attack with every move. He just wanted to determine the winner and failed to notice Li Luo's feet.
However, several people outside the venue noticed something strange, and their expressions changed slightly, showing signs of surprise.
Congfu and Jiu Cai'er had already forgotten the quarrel they had just had and stood side by side cheering for Li Luojiao. Most of the others cheered for Hanzhang.
An ordinary fight suddenly turned into a face battle between Donghai and Dagan.
Li Luo was as indifferent as water, undisturbed by external objects, his mind was racing, thinking about how to retreat without leaving a trace.
Looking around, Xi Xingji Kong Lone Weasel suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Luo. His strange eyes suddenly lit up with a strange look, sucking Li Luo's mind like a whirlpool.
Li Luo didn't check for a moment, but his internal energy flowed and he paused. The flaw in his body skills immediately appeared. Han Zhang roared and grabbed Li Luo's shoulders.
After thirty moves of fighting, Han Zhang touched Li Luo's clothes for the first time. He was overjoyed and used his strength to lock Li Luo firmly.
For a moment, Li Luo's body was controlled by Han Zhang, and his Bingxin Jue turned sharply, breaking through Xizhen Jikong's demonic skills, and penetrated his shoulders to protect the key points.
A sudden change occurred, and everyone outside the venue saw that Rare Zhang had the upper hand, and everyone except Cong Fu and Jiucai'er cheered loudly.
Jiu Cai'er still looked nervous. Cong Fu had seen Li Luo's bravery when he entered the sea that day. Although he was a little anxious, he was still calm. He patted Jiu Cai'er's jade hand holding his arm and signaled that it was okay.
Han Zhang's left leg swept across, and Li Luo got angry and jumped out of the way. Han Zhang let out a laugh and took the opportunity to lift Li Luo up. He grabbed Li Luo's shoulder with one hand and locked his pelvis with the other hand. He roared angrily, like
If God.
This battle seemed to be over, and the people of the East China Sea cheered loudly, inadvertently showing a slight sigh of relief.
Li Luo held Han Zhang's left hand on his waist and calmly looked down at Han Zhang with cold eyes. If the Mu Tianlang soldiers who knew Li Luo were familiar with him, they would definitely know that Li Luo had murderous intent.
Han Zhang raised his head and glanced at Li Luo, and was about to laugh when he suddenly saw Li Luo's quiet and indifferent eyes. His heart sank. Before he could say anything, he felt two cold internal forces attacking along his arms.
Forced towards the fatal point of his confidant.
Han Zhang's face changed slightly, and he put more force with his palms, but Li Luo's body was as hard as stone, and there was a biting and painful chill.
Han Zhang was so frightened that he didn't dare to capture Li Luo anymore. He roared and threw Li Luo towards a bonfire.
Exclamations suddenly sounded, and several people shouted to stop. If Li Luo was disgraced, Da Gan and Dong Hai would probably have no room for maneuver.
Li Luo ran straight towards the bonfire. Han Xie quickly grabbed a wooden table and threw it out, trying to smash Li Luo away.
In mid-air, Li Luo's figure suddenly shook, he rose up three feet miraculously, got out of the way of the wooden table, spun around out of thin air, and stood firmly on a wooden pole that was an inch longer than the campfire.
The fire was so strong that Li Luo's clothes were about to be lit on fire. Cong Fu shouted quickly: "Come down quickly."
Li Luo turned a deaf ear and remained motionless.
The fire started to rise upwards, but before everyone in Donghai could recover, it suddenly rolled back down and started burning from top to bottom. The flames climbed from high to low, climbing on the firewood in the opposite direction.
Li Luo looked at Han Zhang quietly and said calmly: "Good work, Da Gan Li Luo, please give me some tips."
After speaking, he opened his right hand and the wooden table, which fell a few feet away from the fire and was thrown by Han Xie, trembled and flew back. Li Luo flicked his right hand and the wooden table returned to its original place.
Li Luo looked at Han Xie, nodded and said harmoniously: "Thank you very much, Leader Han, for your help. Mr. Han, please." (To be continued.)