Yun Ni saw it and was worried, and she could not help but worry about Huaikong.

Guan Qianjian smiled and said, "Huaikong has stabbed the hornet's nest now."

Yun Ni walked closer to him, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, reached out to hold his sleeve and asked, "Do you think the little bald donkey can still control this lunatic?"

Guan Qianjian said: "Why do you ask me? You are tired of being with him every day, and you should know the depth of him the most clearly."

Yun Ni said, "I ask you to respect you!"

Guan Qianjian said bluntly: "In my opinion, Huaikong has only one situation that can control a madman, that is, he himself becomes a madman. This is called scaring madness with madness and fighting poison with poison."

Yun Ni said anxiously: "Is there any other way? So Huaikong's martial arts skills are not higher than him? What should I do? He will die! That madman was abominable, and now he has become a wild beast, and he has no human nature at all. He will kill Huaikong..."

Guan Qianjian still looked like he was not attentive to him and smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. There is another possibility that the madman committed suicide."

Yun Ni ignored him and whispered for a while: "I know you are happy. I really didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Guan Qianjian was shocked and asked himself: "I'm gloating when I see that Huaikong is unlucky?"

At this time, Huaikong's face was solemn and he was careful everywhere. He had to admit his opponent's strength. Yue Dong seemed to have lost his mind and was crazy, but his every move was still strict and there was no sign of confusion. The anger was enough to increase his brute force, but it did not weaken his cultivation.

Huaikong has been retreating step by step, striving for a moment of breaking away, waiting for work, and attacking the enemy indirectly. Therefore, Yue Dong's thousand-pound power is often like a mud cow entering the sea, and the rage of a rushing cap is always like a geese leaving without a trace. But in general, he still has the upper hand; Huaikong is gradually forced to the edge of the arena, and he is almost in retreat and has no way to retreat.

Huaikong knew in his heart that if he could not turn the situation around within three or five moves, once he was forced to get out of the arena, even if he could still escape without a single lottery on his body, he would be considered a defeat. If he really reached this point, the Haikou that had been praised before would become a pleasant laughing stock.

He was anxious, but his move was slower. He pointed out with one sword, which was originally aimed at the enemy's sword thigh, but it was in the middle of the sword body. In this way, the enemy's sword slipped and shook it straight towards his wrist, so that it was too fast to increase.

There were screams in the audience, and the woman's voice was even more prominent, obviously worried about the handsome and elegant Huaikong. Guan Qianjian noticed that in addition to Yun Ni's "the deep love between husband and wife", there was also many girls who couldn't help but feel affection, and there was another person who said to Huaikong, which was the condensation. "Is she really thinking about something strange?" This thought flashed through. He did not delve into it, but instead said to Yun Ni: "It seems that your little bald donkey and I will inevitably meet on the ring."

Yun Ni said he was gloating and he was too lazy to explain. However, Yun Ni felt that he was a little too much and felt guilty in his heart. He didn't say anything for a long time. At this time, he heard him speak again and became angry again: Seeing Huaikong in danger and saying such words... He raised his eyes and saw that the two people on the stage changed positions. Yue Dong faced the edge of the ring and almost rushed to the bottom of the stage. Huaikong turned over and fell in the middle of the ring, with a sword in his hand and his arm, safe and sound.

I don't know what method he used to turn defeat into victory and escape from death.

Colorful sounds and thunderstorms.

Yun Ni was full of joy and jumped up and shouted, "The little bald donkey is so good. I really didn't expect that he has this trick!" After clapping his hands for a while, he was now continuing to watch the battle seriously. It's not good to be too arrogant. He calmed down and asked Guan Qianjian: "If you two were on stage, who would I hope to win?"

Guan Qianjian smiled and said, "Are you afraid that I will ask you this question, so I will ask me first? But I still have to ask, who do you want to win?"

Yun Ni stood in front of him, with a pretty face that was facing him, but his eyes were deliberately avoiding him, as if he was caught. He jumped up first, then turned to the right, then fell down, and finally moved to the left, turning a circle in a whole, but still did not look at him.

Guan Qianjian guessed that she was looking for an answer to avoid the importance, but he didn't know that in just a few breaths, the girl's heart was already full of tenderness.

When she thought about this question seriously, she realized that she had made the most serious mistake: she thought the answer was obvious and self-evident. The facts were just the opposite; in terms of her relationship and status with Huaikong, she was naturally only if Huaikong wins, but in this way, the other person would leave the market in disgrace, which was not what she wanted to see. So what if Huaikong fails?... She couldn't answer.

The question that followed was, did Guan Qianjian really have such an important position in my heart, and was as good as Huaikong? His few "sister" really played such a big role?... She couldn't answer.

Seeing that her face changed several times, Guan Qianjian never said a word, and said, "Are you considering my problem? Or have you thought about going somewhere else?"

Yun Ni said: "I'm still looking for the answer!"

Guan Qianjian said: "As long as you think this is a question that needs to be thought about seriously, it will satisfy me more than telling me the answer. Because I will not like any answer. - If you say you want me to win, I will not believe it. If you say you want him to win, I will only be more sad..."

Yun Ni said seriously: "But I already have the answer and I'm about to tell you: I hope both of you can win."

Guan Qianjian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Huaikong's sword tip was once again fixed in front of Yue Dong's eyes.

He couldn't hide his complacency and smiled and said, "If you don't know where you lost, you might as well compete."

Several people on the stage shouted: "Compare one more! Compare another!..."

More than half of the people who made the fuss:

"Grat one more game, another game!"

"You guys played so well, we haven't seen enough yet!"

"According to my opinion, how can one more match be enough? The rule is to win three games in five games, and Mr. Yue only lost two games, so he should have three more games!"

Some people who were booing took over the conversation: "Again three games? Do you guys have to let others defeat an integer?"

"Save the remaining three games, let's lose again next time. What's the point of losing one time? Is that a real prodigal son?"

Youyou never wanted to sympathize with the weak. He originally did not give face to face, and only a few people said sarcastic words, but these words were extremely painful when Yue Dong's ears fell into his ears, as if the whole world had abandoned him. He took a few breaths, suddenly turned the hilt of the sword, raised it high above the top, and aimed the tip of the sword at his heart.

The crowd was boiling, and then all the sounds stopped.
Chapter completed!