Fei Xuan'er is different. She has always been sought after by everyone. Can she really have three wives and four concubines with others?
Although Situ Cunyu does not necessarily marry Lan Yang.
Wei Yang didn't care, it was just that she felt deeply towards Fei Xuan'er. She couldn't say she disliked her or disliked her, but she simply couldn't get too close to her.
Feng Suiran is a good buddy.
Don’t pick up girls, don’t value sex over friends.
So often, Feng Suiran, Concubine Xuaner and Weiyang were together.
But Situ Cunyu was even more malicious towards her, Wei Yang could guess it, and it was not surprising.
As for the initial competition between the martial arts leaders, Weiyang has also successfully passed the third round.
Not only the preliminary comparison, but also the first two rounds of the re-competition.
Fu Bi is worthy of being selected.
After eliminating one-third of the inferior contestants, the opponents Wei Young encountered became stronger and stronger, and her interest in watching the show became stronger and stronger.
And similarly, the surprises she gave everyone became more and more enthusiastic every time. Feng Suiran finally understood what she said at the beginning, "How do you know that I can't take things by surprise?"
As for Lan Yang, he directly skipped the first competition and participated in the rematch, but even so, his strength allowed him to pass all the way. He was on stage one moment and came off the next.
A match without any doubts.
Weiyang was not surprised either.
Until the third round of the rematch comes.
The last rematch between Lan Yang and Wei Yang happened to be on the same day.
The cold wind was still blowing in the early morning, but at noon, the sun actually came out.
Although the sun is not strong, at least it is not that cold.
Weiyang is happy about this, cold is her nemesis. Isn't it cold, that is of course the best.
Lan Yang's competition was still so simple, and he also won the most applause.
His opponent this round is a scholar holding a fan.
Wearing a white robe, he looked extremely elegant.
Weiyang tilted her head slightly and continued to listen to Feng Suiran's explanation.
"This person is known as Bai Xiaosheng and is a famous figure in the world."
Feng Suiran said with a smile.
"Bai Xiaosheng?"
Weiyang was startled.
It turns out that overhead and TV are similar.
There are all kinds of Bai Xiaosheng in all kinds of rivers and lakes.
In these days, she has met many sects, such as Wudang and Shaolin.
He is just the leader of the sect, but he is not a legendary figure in the 21st century.
"Do you know her again?" Feng Suiran was used to her appearance.
Many famous sects, figures or nicknames would make her so startled, making him always wonder if she had ever been in the world.
She shrugged and smiled, "Legendary figures can only be heard but not seen."
Looking back, Lan Yang was about to take action.
This transvestite is different from those so-called decent people. They are all conceited. They first clasp their fists and pack their bags, then they are humble and patient, letting their opponents make the first move.
And he, without saying a word, took action when he got on stage.
Only occasionally, he stood on the stage for a long time, until the opponent was frightened, and then he suddenly struck, catching the person off guard.
Weiyang thought, this shouldn't be a guide.
Why does he need any strategy? He is obviously just trying to be cool!
And this time, he also walked onto the stage leisurely and stood with his arms crossed.
The white-robed scholar Bai Xiaosheng is a bit brave.
When I saw him, his expression only changed slightly and he calmed down.
"Young Master Lan, I have long admired your name!" Bai Xiaosheng clasped his fists.
Lan Yang smiled slightly and looked at each other, "To each other."
"I heard that Mr. Lan is very cheerful, so let's just fight him."
When Lan Yang heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
Before he finished speaking, he had already passed over it with extremely fast Qinggong. Using both hands together, he used the most common acupuncture technique. With a swish, he tapped Bai Xiaosheng's forehead.
This time, the person stopped moving.
Lan Yang seemed to be smiling, but looked at him and flew off the stage.
Suddenly, applause sounded like thunder.
Everyone cheered.
"Tch, act cool, act cool, just keep acting cool."
Wei Yang rolled her eyes and muttered.
That acupuncture point was the martial art she hated most in her life.
Especially the acupuncture points used by Lan Yang.
Damn it, it was just like this at the beginning, she was helpless and was wrapped up in a gauze curtain by this shemale.
Her body was completely exposed that night...
Now that I think about it, I still feel hatred in my chest.
Lan Yang came off the stage, and with his sharp ears, he immediately heard her murmuring.
With a smile, he possessed me like a monster.
"What's wrong, Xiaoyang'er is thinking about our first night?"
"Number one! If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you!"
Weiyang blushed and growled with a straight face.
"Xiaoyang'er is willing to give up?"
"..."
shameless……
Glancing at him with disgust, she stopped talking.
And the competition on the stage started to get heated again.
The last round of the rematch can be regarded as a competition among experts. Many of the people on the stage are famous figures in martial arts or well-known sects. Naturally, their martial arts skills have also improved. Similarly, the quality of the competition is no longer the same as before.
The competition is uneven, and there are often situations where two people can't tell the winner for a long time.
People like Lan Yang who go up and down as soon as possible are very rare now.
However, rare does not mean absent.
In the round after Lan Yang came down, everyone clearly saw a man in black kicking his opponent until he couldn't stand up and rolling on the ground within a second of taking the stage.
Everyone was stunned, and they did not forget to applaud despite being shocked.
Because those kicks on the ground are so beautiful!
If everyone didn't know who his opponent was, they might not find it surprising.
However, the man's opponent was a ruthless man who had risen in the competition before. He relied on his strength and strong internal skills learned from nowhere to get to this round. I didn't expect that there would be such a master.
He was beaten so hard that he couldn't even use a single move.
Weiyang looked at the back of the man in the stands, then turned to look at Lan Yang.
Well, it seems that Lan Yang has met his opponent...
But that's fine, we can't always let him be blessed, right?
As if sensing her thoughts, Lan Yang didn't seem to care, turning his head and raising an eyebrow at her.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the man in black came off the stage.
Although the seats of Weiyang and others are close to the competition stage, the place to step off the stage is on the other side.
But the man seemed to have deliberately stayed away from the straight road and turned towards them.
Weiyang raised her eyes and met the eyes of the man in black.
He has a pair of cold eyes, and his facial features seem to have been carved by a master, with sharp edges and corners. He has a benchmark-like upright and slender figure, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, sharp eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and a thin but tight lips.
His lips and a pair of pitch-black eyes flashed dark green from time to time, and there was a cool aura about him that was hidden in the city.