Two white figures floated onto the ring like flying swallows.

The audience in the audience was helpless to find that the two of them looked quite similar at first glance.

The same white clothes are better than snow, the same elegant demeanor, handsome and elegant.

As soon as Qiu Shiyuan and Zheng Lun, the two young generations of Danling County, took the stage, they immediately attracted a sense of brilliantness and obsession among the girls watching the game.

The male audience secretly cursed the two of them in their hearts.

I don’t know which guy who tasted delicious said: “What else are these two guys hitting? Isn’t it better to compare your face.”

It actually caused a loud applause from the audience.

The two on the stage seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of attention, and the discussions of the people below could not shake their minds at all.

Qiu Shiyuan smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't expect that Brother Zheng, who has always been in the flowers and leaves, will also come to participate in Miss Meng Yelu's battle for the son-in-law. Brother Zheng's move will hurt many beautiful women who admire Brother Zheng."

Zheng Lun shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't want to do this, but my master's orders are hard to violate, so I have to..."

As Zheng Lun was halfway through his speech, he heard Bi Fan's angry voice coming from the awning of the Yushan School in the stands:

"Boy, if you like to fight, you will fight. If you don't want to fight, you will fall down. What's the matter with me?"

If you are scolded by your master like this, the disciples of ordinary sects should be so frightened and kneeling down to apologize.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Lun turned back without hesitation in front of so many martial arts people:

"Old guy, so many beauties who admire me are watching. Will you die if you act like a shield?"

Looking at the pair of live treasure masters and apprentices, everyone couldn't help but cover their faces.

The disciples standing beside Bi Fan were separated from him without any trace, silently saying that we had nothing to do with this uncontrollable guy.

This is a lifelong event that Meng Yelu has to do with her serious competition for Wu Luan’s son-in-law, and she is about to be brought out by these live treasures.

Manager Ye, who was in charge of the competition, stood up quickly and whispered:

"If you have anything, please talk about it later. Now, the competition will begin."

With a long Luo Ming, the two bowed and bowed as usual.

Just as everyone was wondering whether these two men would be like Zhu Yuchun and the others. Once they gave their salute, they would hand over half a cup of tea and then use one move to decide the outcome.

Who knew that both of them just gave the etiquette halfway, and they flashed at the same time and took action directly.

"Damn, I knew you would do this."

"Damn, I knew you would do this."

In public, the two men used sneak attack methods shamelessly, but both failed.

Those who feel very good about themselves stood on the commanding heights of morality and scolded the other party for their shameless behavior, then joined in one fell swoop and quickly fought together.

Looking at the two people entangled on the stage, Fa Chi covered her forehead and expressed the voices of all the audience in pain:

"How can one be so shameless as a human being?"

Zhu Yushoushen nodded with consent.

The way these two fights is different from the tough battles like Zhu Yuchen and Xue Liang.

They are all veterans who have been through the world for a long time, and they have extremely rich fighting experience. When they take action, their moves are useless.

Even if you occasionally fight with fists and feet, you will be at a loss and you will never fight hard.

In addition, they have elegant postures, light behaviors, and their body movements are even more graceful.

At first glance, this is not a competition. It is clearly two young masters of the turbid world dancing with the wind.

But a little knowledgeable expert was sweating profusely.

Among the seemingly elegant moves, the fists, palms, fingers and claws contained tens of all skills, and they were restrained without exerting them.

Moreover, every move and move are always in line with the opponent's vital points. Every move and every corner of the clothes seem to be a fatal trap.

If you are not careful and do anything greedy for merit and advancement, you will immediately be in danger of breaking your bones and tendons, and you will be in danger of death and defeat.

This kind of fighting method of restraining the true energy in the fist and palm, and using moves to dismantle, seems not as amazing as Zhu Yuchun and Xue Liang.

But the dangers are even worse.

What is even more shocking is that these two people occasionally have a whim.

In their respective martial arts, there were some tricks of lifting their vaginas and stealing peaches. The audience even felt numb and numb.

The two carefully tested nearly a hundred tricks, and they knew the opponent's martial arts skills in their minds. Suddenly, the two of them accelerated the speed of their fight.

The fists and legs brought out a sharp air and a whistling strong wind.

Two white figures flashed rapidly, and the palm shadows and fist strength of the sky covered the figures of the two, dazzling to see, and it was hard to tell who was who.

The battle situation became extremely fierce in an instant, and almost immediately entered a state of intense heat.

“Woo…woo…!”

In the battle circle, a low and melodious sound of flutes came out.

Zhu Yushou looked at it intently, but he saw that Qiu Shiyuan had a two-foot-long jade flute in his hand, which made layers of flute shadows in the void, pointing directly to the opponent's key points.

As the jade flute waving was blowing, the true energy poured into the flute body and above the flute hole, making waves of flute sounds.

Gongjiao Shang Huiyu, complete with five tunes, actually played a slandering song.

The tune is gentle, like a lover whispering softly in his ears, like crying and complaining, touching heart-warming, making people dissipate their fighting spirit without realizing it.

Above the jade flute, the green light flowed and full of spiritual energy, and it turned out to be a spiritual weapon.

"Haha! Brother Qiu's flute sound really lingers for three days, but it's just a pity that there is music or not."

During the fierce fight, Zheng Lun chuckled, waved his right hand, and slowly opened a folding fan in his hand.

I saw five lifelike beauties painted on the fan, with different expressions, some coquettish, some smiles, some charming, and unique charm.

What is even more amazing is that as Zheng Lun's true energy poured into the folding fan, the beauty on the fan seemed to have come alive, emerged from the fan, and danced gracefully with Zheng Lun's tricks.

This is a unique competition, without sword light and sword shadows, and blood splashing for five steps.

Instead, it's like a singing and dancing performance.

All there is only the sound of the flute and the ears are scattered, and the dance posture is fascinating and the soul is scattered. Under this endless and beautiful appearance, there is an invisible danger hidden.

Gradually, the sound of the flute and the dance of the beautiful women have reached the most exciting stage.

Zheng Lun waved his folding fan in succession, and the phantoms of the five beauties suddenly untied their clothes, their jade bodies were horizontal, their arms stretched out, and they rushed towards Qiu Shiyuan.

The graceful movements, charming expressions, and wonderful jade body all silently express an extremely erotic invitation.

The folding fan containing the powerful true energy followed closely, with its moves floating around, covering the vital points of Qiu Shiyuan's body.

Qiu Shiyuan seemed to be fascinated by beauty, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and the jade flute in his hand paused slightly, and the melodious and smooth flute tune suddenly turned off.

A flaw suddenly appeared in the movements like flowing clouds and water.

A divine light flashed in Zheng Lun's eyes, and the erratic folding fan swung out with all his strength, pointing straight to Qiu Shiyuan's flaws.

Just when Zheng Lun thought he was about to succeed, he saw the confused look in Qiu Shiyuan's eyes swept away, and replaced by a smile of a trick that was successful.

Zheng Lun's heart sank. He wanted to change his tricks, but it was too late.

I heard Qiu Shiyuan spit out two words gently:

"Shocking dream!"

“Buzz…”

A loud noise like a yellow bell was suddenly heard in Qiu Shiyuan's jade flute, which was breathtaking.

When the people heard the sound of the flute, they were all shocked and their confused expressions were instantly awake.

The five beautiful figures that Zheng Lun transformed into disappeared immediately.

The extremely sharp folding fan had already been handed to Qiu Shiyuan's chest, but suddenly the energy was stagnant and the strength was lost. He stopped there and could no longer move forward.

However, Qiu Shiyuan's jade flute had already gently tapped on Zheng Lun's throat, and the true energy was condensed without vomiting.

Qiu Shiyuan said calmly: "You lost!"

"Yeah, I lost!"

The defeated Zheng Lun's face was not a slight look of frustration, but instead said in surprise:

"What just now is the legendary ancient song of awakening the god - Jingmeng?"

Qiu Shiyuan smiled and took back the jade flute and said with a smile:

"Besides Jingmeng, what other songs can break Brother Zheng Lun's "Fantasy Heart Blossom Dance" in an instant?"

Zheng Lun nodded and said happily: "You can be defeated by Jingmeng, and you can be convinced if you lose."

"In this battle, Qiu Family Qiu Shi won the Yuan Dynasty."

As General Manager Ye announced the results of the competition loudly.

Qiu Shiyuan and Zheng Lun looked at each other with a sympathetic look, both smiled indifferently, used their wonderful light skills, and floated back to their respective positions and sat down.

The winner is indeed free and the loser is also calm.

Just this kind of mind has made everyone in the audience feel uneasy.

"The third scene, Zhu Yushou, Zhu family, and Zhang Fang, Wanzhou Villa."

Manager Ye's loud voice resounded throughout the audience.

On the stands, in the awning of Wanzhou Villa, a blood-colored aura burst out, and a beast's aura rose into the sky.

Zhang Fang stepped on the ground hard, and his whole body was like a cheetah, jumping up, leaping wildly in the air for more than ten feet, landing on the ring with a bang, splashing dust on the ground.

Zhang Fang glanced at Zhu Yushou with a slanted look and said proudly:

"Zhu Yushou, get out of here!"

Looking at Zhang Fang's first entry, Fa Chi sneered and said to Zhu Yushou: "Brother Yushou, come on, hit him a turtle flip."

Zhu Yushou chuckled and said calmly: "Is there any need to work hard against this guy?"

Then, in the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Zhu Yushou was like an ordinary person who knew how to do martial arts. He walked slowly on the stage step by step and stood calmly opposite Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang's eyes flashed with cold light, as if a beast staring at his prey, and said in a cold voice:

"Procrastination will not change your destiny of losing."

Facing Zhang Fang's declaration, Zhu Yushou rolled his eyes and uttered two words gently:
Chapter completed!