Chapter 17 "Attricks"

Chapter 17 Martial Arts "Recruiting"

"You, you... Is it from Lingzong?" A shy voice came.

Qing Yu and Murong Hong hurriedly put on their clothes, and they could only secretly pray that they were not seen by this uninvited guest.

Murong Hong's powerless way,

"Are you?"

"Oh, I'm a visitor from Zucheng."

This surprised Qingyu and Murong Hong even more, "What? Then how did you get here..."

The man blushed,

"I'm sorry, I was going to visit the martial arts conference, but I'm lost..."

Puff!! The two almost fell down unsteadily and got lost? Will the adventures of such small sects appear on human beings?

"Ha ha, but I'm really lost, please..." The man approached Qingyu and Murong Hong. Murong Hong just wanted to say something, but he was stunned, and Qing Yu was also stunned.

What kind of beauty is that? If Xia Rong is a lotus flower, then this is the flower bud of Wanhua Chaozong. Although it is still immature, the domineering and heroic spirit are imprinted on her face. The peerless face is better than the Xuanling of Qingyu. Is she...

Murong Hong screamed,

"You are a princess!!! Princess Zucheng, right?

The man was stunned,

"Do you know me?"

Murong Hong smiled,

"Someone may not guess, but I am the sister of the suzerain, Murong Hong!!"

Ah? Oh, that's great. Would you like to go together... On the martial arts conference?"

Murong Hong glanced at Qing Yu, and Qing Yu said,

"Okay, let's go together"

Qingyu and Murong Hong are still ashamed. Have they been seen by her...

"Listen, everyone"

Muronghe, the suzerain, walked slowly on the platform, and everyone under the stage quietly waited for the rules and rewards that the suzerain was about to announce. The people of Lingzong were very friendly and diligent, but they did not despise or hate the limelight, so no matter who came to participate, as long as no one was injured until the point, they would be happy.

"Master!"

A subordinate came to Murong He's ear and said something. Murong He immediately looked happy.

"Welcome to the return of the princess!!"

What they didn't expect was that Murong Hong came back with the princess

"Princess, are you all right? Where have you been for so long? I'm so worried about the four maids and servants under you."

An old man looked anxious, but his expression was not rigorous.

At this moment, the princess has no longer been ashamed to meet the two of Qingyu. She is at the age of Fenghua and cooperates with her peerless face and smiles at the suzerain.

"The suzerain, it's better to... In this way, wouldn't the martial arts conference be more meaningful?

Murong He was shocked when he heard it,

"This, how does this make... They are all such big girls, no way..."

"Why not? They are the maids of the princess, and the princess wants to choose a pair of guards and maids from the winning Lingzong warriors. Why not?"

"This... Well..."

The suzerain stepped on the stage and shouted to the bustling crowd under the stage,

"At the beginning of martial arts, any man in the clan who thinks he has martial arts can participate, and the reward is... The winner can choose one of the maids accepted by the princess as his wife..."

As soon as this word came out, swirling... There was an uproar, and then many people called in surprise,

“.... No, isn't it, those immortal-like beauties? Then I'm going to participate in it," said a man named Xiong Kun, and Zhiliu smiled, "Don't think I'm waiting for a play."

The bear smiled,

"The number of wins and losses has to see the real kung fu in the stands, but one person can't..."

"Who?"

"Fan Bo, haha, you have a wife. Let's see how you dare to participate. Although Yanhong is good, but... Tut.. It's one level worse than the immortals on the stage."

Zhenliu praised and kept tweeting. At this time, Yanhong came out and looked at Zhiliu with a gloomy face. Zhiliu had not found it yet. Xiong Kun laughed.

"You will pay for what you say..."

Stop six hips and say,

"Well, what are you afraid of? Your tiger doesn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yan Hong come over angrily and wanted to peel him alive and quickly shouted,

"Wow, Fan Bo, your wife is strict. You don't even remind my brother to value sex over friends!!!"

Everyone rubbed their hands to prepare for a big fight. Reputation and beauty received both this round of martial arts. Whoever does not participate is a fool. Murong Hong gently knocked on Qingyu,

"Xiao Qin, do you want to try it? Although the four maids are not as good-looking as the princess, if you win, become a guard and slowly approach the princess, there is also a chance. You don't have to stare straight at others.

Qing Yu looked at her feebly. This woman wants to find a woman all day long. Does she really care about what she didn't satisfy herself that day? Looking at her situation, she felt that she couldn't stand it, or did she want to play dragons?

"You don't have to worry too much about it, Sister Murong. I'm free and measured."

"Look at the hilarious Zhiliu, the sloof Xiong Kun, they are all masters"

Murong Hongdao, Qingyu smiled faintly,

"Let's see."

"Then I will be the first to play, and whoever doesn't accept it can fight!!"

A figure took to the stage of the martial arts competition. His strong figure and developed muscles couldn't help but brighten the eyes of the princess and others. Such a majestic guard was not bad. Of course, the patriarch knows that Xiong Kun, the peak of the nine-star swordsman, is a very good warrior.

Xiong Kun actually went to search for the four beautiful women directly. The four beautiful maids were ashamed and dared not go to see Xiong Kun, which made Xiong Kun even more impatient. There was a moment of ** on and off the stage. After a while, a sound sounded,

"Xiong Kun, I'll meet you." Everyone followed the voice and saw that it was Fan Bhuang Yixing Jianwu.

"Good!! Fan Bhuang defeated him!!"

"Come on, Xiong Kun!!" Xiong Kun stared at Fanbuzhuang. He knew that it was impossible for these people to endure loneliness and not go to the stage.

"Well, all right!"

"I won't show mercy"

"Me too"

Xiong Kun's eyes became sharp in an instant, and his whole body seemed to have endless murderous intentions. Fan Buchong shrugged his shoulders and put on a posture of wanting to attack, and everyone was also waiting for a wonderful game.

“Peng...”

Fanbuzhuang took a step forward, and the strong ground pressure caused a dull and loud noise, directly to Xiong Kun.

Xiong Kun was not willing to show weakness. He shouted and swept towards Fan Buchong's lower plate. Fan Buchong snorted coldly, concentrated his strength on his legs, and kicked Xiong Kun's legs together, making a banging sound.

Obviously, it is bone to bone. Xiong Kun supported the ground with one hand and swept out with his feet. He flew to Fan Bhuang's side like a leopard. When he arrived in front of Fan Buchong, it was too late for Fan Buchong to block it.

"Boom..." Fan Buzhuang was kicked on three legs and almost fell off the martial arts platform. He stood up. Fan Buzhuang wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth. "Xiong Kun, I didn't expect that your nine-star swordsman level could force me to this extent.

" Qingyu below was stunned. He had seen the comparison between the peak level and the world, just like his nine-star swordsman defeated the wave as a swordsman differently. This is about quality, not quantity. Looking at the level alone to determine the victory or defeat, he will definitely suffer losses. Fan Bzhuang snorted and rushed up again. Xiong Kun thought he had won. When he reacted, he found that Fan Buchong was fierce and unstoppable. Fan Buchong, who was at a higher level, had taken advantage of this time.

"Hey..." Fan Buchong's punch hit, like a surge of wind and thunder. Xiong Kun raised his leg to block this fierce punch, but he was a step late. Bang..." Xiong Kun couldn't support it and finally took several steps back. Xiong Kun, who had reached the limit, finally arched his hand.

"Lao Fan is still awesome" "Concede" "Hold the beauty back, but don't forget the brothers" Fan Nozhuang laughed, "It must be." Everyone was also amused. No one deliberately made heavy action in this friendly match, which caused unnecessary casualties. This is what the suzerain wants to see and the princess wants to see.

Fan Nonzhuang stared left and right and shouted,

"But is there anyone else who wants to come up and rob Lao Fan of beauty?"

His roar made not only the people below laugh, but also the four beauties were more blushing and charming, which was mouth-watering.

Only one person laughed and said, "If I don't come, won't I miss such a beauty..."

Everyone was shocked, and a thin man turned over the stage and stopped six. One-star sword. Fan Buchong approached Zhiliu step by step. He knew that there was absolutely no luck this time. Zhiliu was not Xiong Kun. Of course, Xiong Kun was not Zhiliu. Every step of Fan Buzhuang sounded like a drum, with momentum like a rainbow, and his eyes stared at Zhiliu tightly.

Zi Liu smiled slightly, shook his body forward, facing Fanbuzhuang sideways, and hit it out with his right hand, with a glory smile on his face. In Fan Buzhuang, it is only five steps away from Zhiliu, and there is a shout from Zhiliu,

"Drink..." His body suddenly moved forward, and his fists and legs attacked Fanbuzhuang together. In the eyes of others, he concentrated the strength of his whole body on his fists, or on his feet, so as to exert the greatest power, but this is the brilliance of Zhiliu. He can't defend himself. What he wants this effect.

Fan Buzhuang stepped steadily and was shocked to see the six-foot attack, and then sneered.

"This is not powerful..."

He stopped laughing and didn't say anything. Fan Bzhuang wanted to block the move of attacking together with his light leg fist with his solid defense.

"Bum bang bang..."

Fanbuzhuang blocked it. What everyone saw was that Zhiliu's fists and feet hit Fanbuzhuang's body together. Fanbuzhuang's arms and shoulders suffered a lot, but everyone knew that such hands and feet could not exert much power together. Only Fan Buch's eyes are cold. This is not powerful. His throat is sweet. Do you want to see so many people on the scene for fear of losing face? I'm afraid that he will bleed on the spot. The deep eyes took a deep look at the retreating Zhiliu on the opposite side.

Zhiliu is also a gentleman. When he was so severely damaged, he did not continue to launch attacks, but quietly waited for Fan Buzhuang's decision to see if he withdrew from the wheel of martial arts or continue. Of course, if he continued, Zhiliu would not show mercy, but he would not die. They were all the brothers of Lingzong. Just stop.

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