While Liu Xiu and the others were chatting, the competition on the ring did not stop. In just a moment, Wang Lin on the stage actually defeated five challengers and stood on the stage.

I have to say that Wang Lin is still a bit of real skills, at least he is the best at the level of martial artists practicing medicine.

Of course, he was seriously injured in defeating five challengers in a row and would fall down at any time, but he was still persisting, as if he wanted to fight the last drop of blood for Chen Wanqiu, which made him very popular.

There were many masters gathered in the square, but such people were still waiting and watching. Without taking action, Wang Lin was undoubtedly dazzling and the most beautiful child who could persevere until now.

Are you angry? Will you be angry?

Wang Chan and Liu Xiu didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Sanjian's inexplicable nerves.

Rolling his eyes, Wang Chan looked at the stage and changed the topic and said in a deep voice: "It is not unreasonable that Ye Cheng can be his own place on the land of the Huxin Fort. It can be seen from Wang Lin's performance."

It is obvious that Wang Lin's performance has been fully recognized by Wang Chan, and even Liu Xiu guessed that Wang Chan had regarded Wang Lin as a strong enemy, although there was no grudge between the two sides.

Many times, warriors are so inexplicable...

Seeing that both of them ignored him, Zhao Sanjian smiled awkwardly and said, "Wang Lin's performance is certainly worthy of praise, but he can't hold on for long. Not to mention that he was seriously injured, I'm afraid some real masters in the crowd can't help it..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Sanjian paused, looked at Wang Chan and bewitched: "Brother Wang, are you really not going to the stage? If you don't go to the stage, you probably won't have a chance."

Wang Chan frowned, as if he was a little moved, but he was struggling.

It is obvious that there are now gathering heroes from all over the world. Going to the stage is an opportunity to prove themselves. Many people know this, so when Wang Chan was struggling to go to the stage, someone had already taken the lead.

The one who came on stage was a young man in white, about twenty years old and looked quite handsome. He held a long sword in his hand and smiled at Wang Lin: "I'm going down to the south, I'm going to see Brother Wang's masterful tricks. He came to ask for advice for a moment, but I just saw that Brother Wang was seriously injured now. Should I rest for a while?"

It is not difficult to hear from the words of this young man named Xiangnan that he should not be a person with a dark mind. He did not rush to prove himself because Wang Lin was injured, but gave the other party a chance to recover.

However, everything cannot be looked at the surface. At least Liu Xiu, who was watching, felt that this guy was a little hypocritical. With Wang Lin's injury, it was impossible for him to recover in a moment or three seconds. He said that, it was a bit unnecessary. After all, if Wang Lin wanted to continue to stay on the stage, he had to fight with his injuries. Others would not wait for him to recover because of his injury and challenge him. Otherwise, I would not know how long it would take to recruit a marriage competition.

No matter how others do, it doesn't matter to Liu Xiu, no matter whether Xiangnan is a two-faced person or not, he has nothing to do with him, so he has not expressed any opinions.

"Thank you for understanding my brother. Wang is not seriously injured, please."

Hearing Xiangnan's words, Wang Lin smiled and said, standing with a knife, he made a gesture of invitation, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. It would be fine if Xiangnan didn't say that, but he didn't think so, but the other party said it, which made Wang Lin look down on him.

Why should I say so high-sounding if I want to take advantage of others' danger? Wang Lin's heart is as clear as a mirror.

Perhaps because he felt the sarcasm in Wang Lin's eyes, Xiang Nan frowned slightly, realizing that he had gone a little, so he stopped talking, just said something offended, and rushed towards Wang Lin with his sword.

Xiangnan's body movement was elegant and approached Wang Lin in an instant. His wrist trembled, and the long sword exploded with cold lights, covering all the vital points around Wang Lin, obviously trying to defeat Wang Lin in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, a trace of coldness flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Not only did the other party take advantage of others' danger, but he was just a competition in the ring. It was not a feud between life and life. Is it necessary to have such a heavy murderous intent?

Wang Lin was injured and had already made great inconvenience in his movements. He simply did not dodge and endured Xiangnan's sword while avoiding the key points!

With a squeak, the sharp sword in Xiangnan's hand pierced directly through Wang Lin's shoulder. This situation made Xiangnan stunned for a moment. He thought that Wang Lin was not weak. Even under the premise of being injured, he took him down so simply?

It was the moment when he was stunned that Wang Lin, who had to bear his sword, swung his long sword. As the air sobbed, the long sword slapped Xiangnan's face!

puff……!

Xiangnan immediately blew his blood and flew backwards, his cheeks swollen in an instant, and his teeth were shot away by a few, and his whole body fell out of the ring and slammed on the ground.

On the stage, Wang Lin's body staggered, and his shoulders were bleeding. He looked at Xiangnan from the stage and said calmly: "Take the way"

Xiangnan was dizzy and star-stirring. He finally stood up and looked at Wang Lin in the stands. His face was really hot. He bowed his hand and left in shame without saying a word.

If you step on someone, you won’t be able to rebel. This is a typical representative of the south...

On the stage, Wang Lin no longer looked at Nan, took a deep breath and looked around, without saying anything bold, but the meaning was self-evident, and he had to meet the next challenger.

"Why do you have to do it? If it's just to prove yourself, it's enough. There's no need to ask for trouble anymore. However, he is still persisting. Could it be that he has true love for Shen Wanqiu?" Looking at Wang Lin and Liu Xiu on the stage, he couldn't help but murmur.

Whoosh ~

A figure flashed, and another person appeared on the ring. The man was wearing black clothes and holding a long sword to face Wang Lin. It was Wang Chan. This guy finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Standing on the stage, Wang Chan didn't say anything nonsense, looked at Wang Lin seriously and said, "Wang Chan, the nameless man, Brother Wang, offended him."

Even though Wang Lin was injured, Wang Chan still took it seriously and obviously gave the other party full respect.

His actions made Wang Lin quite happy and said with a smile: "No matter what the result is, Brother Wang, please, if you are interested in it afterwards, I want to have a drink with you."

"Please!" Wang Chan said in a deep voice, and the long sword was unsheathed.

After all, I have been together for a few days and can be considered a friend. When Wang Chan came on stage, Liu Xiu was a little excited to watch. What surprised Liu Xiu was that Wang Chan's sword was not a magic weapon, it was just an ordinary iron knife at all, and there were even vague rust and gaps on the blade.

"This Wang Chan is not so poor that he can't even afford a better knife, but he just uses this ordinary iron knife, obviously with two brushes." Looking at Wang Chan and Liu Xiu on the stage, muttering in his heart.

At this time, Wang Chan and Wang Lin on the stage had already taken action.

Wang Chan rushed towards Wang Lin, dragging the iron knife in his hand, without any fancy moves, and his eyes were staring at the other party, as if he could not tolerate anything else except Wang Lin.

Faced with Wang Chan like this, Wang Lin's heart shrank and felt unparalleled pressure. Not only did he not have any fear, he was eager to fight.

"Good come!" Wang Lin roared, as if he had forgotten that he was injured. He waved a long sword in his hand, and the harsh and sharp roared endlessly. The blade was as sharp as snow, cold and swift, and like a storm of waves, moving forward like a surging wave. When he swung his sword at Wang Chan, he actually gave people a feeling of surging rivers that were about to destroy everything.

Since Wang Lin came to the stage, this is almost his most peak knife!

Wang Chan seemed to ignore Wang Lin's sword, and rushed into the endless blade with his sword alone. When he entered the endless blade, Wang Chan waved the sword in his hand, but there was still no fancy moves, just a simple and unpretentious knife.

That knife gave people a heavy weight like a mountain. After one knife, the thousands of blades that Wang Lin waved disappeared, and the picture suddenly freezes.

Wang Lin's hand was trembling, and the long sword pointed to the ground as if he was about to be unable to hold the knife in his hand. He was surprised and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "Good knife skills, you are defeated."

Wang Chan stood one meter ahead of him, with the iron knife in his hand crossing Wang Chan's neck, and with a slight move, he could cut off Wang Lin's head.

The outcome between the two is obvious.

Wang Chan moved away the long sword and did not feel complacent about defeating Wang Lin. Instead, he nodded and said, "You were injured before, and I won't win. If you have a chance, we will fight again when your injury recovers."

"Okay," Wang Lin nodded and smiled, and did not say much, leaving the ring to Wang Chan, and resolutely turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring.

When he arrived at the edge of the arena, Wang Chan paused and looked at the sedan chair where Shen Wanqiu was in and said aloud: "Miss Shen, I happened to be in Wanhua City on the day of the Hundred Flowers List that day. Although I have never seen your true appearance, the portrait made me admire you. However, I have a short relationship with you and I can only go to this point. I sincerely wish you a happy husband and I wish you a happy family crisis is not there. I can feel that you are looking at me now. I am not strong enough and dare not ask for too much. You can look at me now, enough."

After saying that, Wang Lin didn't expect Shen Wanqiu to answer, so he got off the ring. Although he was injured, he seemed to have put down a heavy burden and even his steps became much lighter.

He did not leave, but returned to his seat and took pills to heal his wounds, wanting to see with his own eyes who would eventually fall in Shen Wanqiu.

"This is true love, but why is fate so short... Since ancient times, love has not lived long. I have to say that Wang Lin is also a person who can take it and let it go. He has worked hard and fought for it. Although the result has been destined, he may have regrets in his heart, but he does not regret it." Looking at Wang Lin and Liu Xiu in the distance, he said in his heart.

There are too many people in this world who are obsessed with the consequences, but there are not many people like Wang Lin. Although Liu Xiu and Wang Lin have never met each other and may not have any intersection in the future, this doesn't mind Liu Xiu's look at him.

Perhaps because Wang Lin's words slightly touched some people present, many people's eyes turned to his direction for a while, but no one went on stage for a while, which made Wang Chan stand alone and slightly embarrassed.

On the other hand, in the gorgeous sedan where Shen Wanqiu was, four female warriors were protected by Shen Wanqiu in four directions. These four female warriors all had the cultivation level of the Marrow Training Realm. I don’t know where Shen Wanqiu invited him at the cost of the price.

With such cultivation, the four female warriors are not young anymore. The oldest ones all look fifty years old. It is difficult to see the age of high-level warriors from their appearance, and their actual age is unknown.

At this time, one of the eyes looked at Wang Lin through the gauze in the sedan chair and sighed slightly: "Yi Qiu Priceless Treasure, it is rare to be a friend. Wang Lin should really like Miss Chen, but the love is deep and the fate is shallow."

"Yes, I also feel a little bit of a pity. Putting aside other things, if he could be with Miss Shen, Miss Chen would definitely be very happy in the future, but there are not so many ifs in the world. Miss Chen will only harm him after him, and he is not enough to bear the crisis of the Shen family's wolf-looking around now." Another female warrior also echoed.

Another female warrior said, "You guys, I'm thinking too much, not talking about anything else. Miss Chen has never known him. He admires Miss Chen just because he is unrequited. How can he say it a pity?"

"This sentence is reasonable. Alas, time drives people to grow old. When people get old, they will inevitably feel a little emotional about the things between young people." The female warrior who spoke first said slightly melancholy.

Another person took the conversation and said, "That boy has already let go, and judging from his previous performance, there will definitely be many women who will admire him in the future. Although he will not be able to be Miss Chen, how can he be blessed?"

The conversation between several female warriors did not avoid Chen Wanqiu. When they were talking, Chen Wanqiu did not disturb her rashly. After they finished speaking, Chen Wanqiu spoke helplessly: "Actually, if possible, Wanqiu wants to be a farm woman with an ordinary appearance, without having to bear so much. She grows up, gets married, and spends her life every day. Does Wanqiu feel a bit pretentious when she says this? But this is Wanqiu's true words."

Even if it was inside the sedan chair, outsiders were not visible, Chen Wanqiu did not reveal his true face. The white gauze covered most of his face, only revealing the part of his eyes.

People often say the word "Beauty and Falling in the Misfortune", and Chen Wanqiu can undoubtedly fully deserve this title. Just those eyes, I am afraid that a man will fall into it when he sees it.

Use adjectives like Mei Ruoyuan, Dai Ming, and Qiu Shui to describe those eyes that look extremely pale. In short, it is the feeling that people can no longer tolerate other things after just one glance.

This is not an exaggeration. The four female warriors who are responsible for protecting her have high cultivation and are also women. They are old. Even if they restrain themselves from looking at her eyes, their eyes seem to have magical powers, and they are afraid that they will be bent after seeing them!

It's just so exaggerated!

This is just Chen Wanqiu's eyes. If she showed her true face, she still didn't know how it looked.

She sat upright in the sedan chair in white, as if all the beauty in the world was concentrated on her. Even if she did nothing, she covered everything around her like a luminous body.

"I fully believe that Miss Chen's words are sincere, but this is what the world is. It seems that other people's lives are what they want, but when you envy others, others are also envious of you. Instead of worrying about these, it is better to calm down and live your current life well," the oldest female warrior smiled.

There were not only five of them in the sedan chair, but two maids were there to serve him next to Shen Wanqiu.

As a personal maid from a wealthy family, it is actually no different from a sister.

At this time, one of the maids didn't care about anything and said with great emotion: "Although it is impossible, my lady really yearns for the life of ordinary people. Ordinary women can do their own clothes and cook. My lady has always done it herself, and even mastered the cooking skills and girl-red that we are ashamed of, in order to one day be able to cook for our husbands by hand. My lady has imagined many situations in the future husbands. I imagined that if her husband was an elegant person in the future, my lady would specialize in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now she is proficient in everything, in order to be like her husband like the future husband.

The Qin and Se, I imagined that if he was born in a business family, my lady would have specialized in business. Now the entire Shen family business is actually managed by the lady behind the scenes, which is booming, in order to become a virtuous man in the future to help the family business. If the future lady’s husband is a martial artist who plays a stick, my lady will go to watch martial arts secrets. Although she cannot practice, she can also discuss with such a husband. If the future lady’s husband is an ordinary person, my lady can live a simple life... In short, my lady has thought a lot and prepared a lot and a lot. Unfortunately, hey..."

Another maid took over the conversation and looked at Shen Wanqiu's back and sighed: "It's a pity that those are just the wishful thinking of the lady. Her appearance and her background have long been destined to be impossible for her to live the life she wants, and she can't even control her future life. The lady's future husband is destined to be just a kind of person, and the other party can only be a strong man who stands up to earth. Only such a person can protect the lady and the Shen family from being hurt, and only such a person can not.

Being implicated by the lady's appearance and wealth, although this result is destined, what kind of person will the other party be? What kind of person is his personality? What kind of life does he want to live? These are all unknown. The lady was uneasy and confused countless times, not knowing how to face such a future husband. After all, she is just a weak woman who cannot practice. What should she use to cater to such husband? In front of such a person, her appearance and wealth are nothing..."

After the words of the two maids came to a silence in the sedan chair for a moment.

It is undeniable that Shen Wanqiu has a beautiful appearance, which is not an exaggeration. It can be said that any woman is envious. What’s even more annoying is that she has unparalleled wealth and is simply the darling of God.

However, others are not her. When people envy her appearance and wealth, perhaps few people have put themselves in their shoes and thought about her situation.

Only by truly standing in her position can you realize how tiring appearance and wealth are. To this extent, it is not an exaggeration to describe life and death as if it is not controlled by her own control. When you are alive, wolves are staring around and staring at them, and they are always worried and unable to sleep or eat, and death cannot solve the problem. Some guys who cannot ask for help will definitely implicate her family in anger. This is the real life is worse than death!

"Actually, you don't have to sigh for Wanqiu. I have been out of my mind in the past two years. So what if I can't help myself? God has treated me well. Giving me this face and figure has made me enjoy the wealth that has spread. What else can I not satisfy? God is fair. Giving me these but taking away the right to control my destiny is natural. Now I don't dare to ask for anything anymore. I just hope that my future husband can treat me a little better. As Xiaolian said just now, with my situation, my future husband can only be a strong man. What kind of life I can live in the future can only depend on his will. In fact, this is not bad, right? At least I don't have to be as confused and confused as I am now. At that time, I just need to hang my whole body and mind on my husband." Shen Wanqiu spoke in a silent atmosphere, his tone was open-minded and calm.

"Hey, everyone only sees your glorious side of Miss Chen, but how many people can understand your suffering?" A female warrior said melancholy.

"Senior, don't say that, Wanqiu is already content." Chen Wanqiu was calm.
To be continued...