Chapter 708

Under everyone's expectation, the young man suddenly moved!

"Hey, ha!"

His tongue burst into a deafening roar.

"What a strong internal power!"

Monk Huang Shan exclaimed and hurriedly put his hands around his chest to get ready for the next attack.

However, after the young man burst into a drink, he didn't attack forward, but slowly stretched out a fist at the big monk, and then a middle finger slowly stood up.

what?

The audience was silent for an instant.

"Referee, I protest!"

Monk Huang Shan suddenly raised his hand and said angrily, "I reported that he insulted my personality!"

The old man was so angry that he took out a red card from his arms and angrily said to the young man, "the challenge arena is for war, not for insulting personality."

"Because you have seriously violated the competition rules, I will show you a red card and go down to me immediately to cancel the competition qualification!"

Then, several strong local people rushed onto the stage, holding the young people's arms and dragging them off the stage.

"I'm wronged. I'm not insulting my personality. I'm making moves!"

The young man argued loudly, but no one listened to him. He was directly driven away from the scene, and even the connected games were not allowed to watch.

The people under the stage covered their stomachs and laughed back and forth. Yang Xuan also laughed, "this is a funny force. Hahaha, I'm dead!"

Xiao Ziyi couldn't help smiling, "I think this man is more and more interesting."

This episode makes the fierce arena relaxed and happy.

Yang Xuan shook his shoulder. "It's time for me to go up and get a knife."

Looking at Yang Xuan's thin body walking onto the stage, the people below suddenly burst out a burst of boos.

I thought today was really a special day, and wonderful flowers gathered together.

With his physique, can he fight with the man who has developed the dark strength of terror?

Even the old man nearby couldn't see it anymore. He kindly persuaded him, "young man, this knife is more precious."

"But your body is more important. If you really like knives, I'll give you a discount later. Go down quickly."

The middle-aged man's arm was broken just now, which made the old man feel very sorry.

Although this is a challenge arena and it's normal to get hurt, it doesn't mean he likes to see such a scene.

"Mr. Xie reminded me, but my friend likes this knife, and I can't help it."

Yang Xuan smiled easily at the old man, and then walked towards the great monk Huang Shan with a smile.

With a long sigh, the old man told the big monk, "take it easy and don't hurt people. Just wait until the point."

But the big monk smiled at the old man, "sorry, it's not that I want to cripple people, but that I can't control it at all."

"I can't stand in place and be a sandbag for people. I haven't practiced to be able to receive and receive freely."

When the monk said this, he was very sincere and didn't mean anything strange or evil.

Because he was telling the truth, it was difficult to practice dark strength. It took the great monk decades to barely touch the threshold.

But it's still far from being able to retract and release freely. Either he can't work hard. Once he plays, he can't control his strength.

"Little brother, you'd better go down. I just want a knife and don't want to hurt people."

The great monk sincerely persuaded Yang Xuancheng.

Yang Xuan walked up to him, smiled faintly, then slowly stretched out his palm and put it on the monk's chest.

The people under the stage looked confused and thought, what does this person want?

The monk was stunned and his face turned red. "Sir, I'm a monk. Please respect yourself..."

Boom!

The next moment, just halfway through his speech, the big monk suddenly made a dull sound on his back. Then the whole man staggered back a few steps and fell off the challenge arena with a bang.

Everyone under the stage was stunned and couldn't understand what was happening on the stage.

"The master is so compassionate!"

The old man looked at the disheartened monk who got up from the ground and said, "in order not to hurt people, the master would rather lose the game and give up the purple feather knife. I admire you on behalf of the whole town!"

"Master mercy!"

"Good master!"

People below also raised their fingers at the big monk one after another.

Yang Xuan picked up the purple feather knife, arched his hand at the monk and said with a smile, "thank you for your permission."

After that, he walked down the stage with a smile.

The big monk was surrounded by the crowd and was praised by the crowd. He immediately felt a little confused.

After a long time, he reacted and quickly explained, "I didn't let him on purpose. It's his dark strength that has......"

"Master, don't be modest. We admire your mercy. We'll set up a fast banquet. Please enjoy it!"

While talking, a group of people surrounded the big monk and walked towards the village head's house. The more the big monk explained, the more they felt that the master was modest.

But only the monk himself understood that he didn't deliberately lose the game just now, but that the young man's dark strength had been trained to a terrible state of being able to send and receive freely!

The palm seemed to stick up softly, but the silence had penetrated his body. If the young man was more cruel, the palm just now was enough to break his internal organs, not just to shake him down!

"This knife belongs to you. It just matches you. It's beautiful."

Yang Xuan smiled and handed the purple feather knife to Xiao Ziyi.

Xiao Ziyi took out the knife. Under the refraction of the sun, the blade showed a faint dark purple, which was very dazzling.

"Thank you for the sword."

Xiao Ziyi smiled and joked with Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan also laughed, "just like your mother."

Every time he was with Xiao Ziyi, Yang Xuan could feel an unprecedented lightness and pleasure.

This woman seems to have a strange magic that can melt all people's unhappiness and troubles.

"Beauty, please stay!"

At this time, a cry came from behind.

They turned around and saw the young man with the middle finger coming in a hurry.

"Why, do you want another red card?"

Yang Xuan joked that it was funny to think of what happened just now.

The young man shook his head like a rattle, ignored Yang Xuan and said sincerely to Xiao Ziyi, "Hello, beauty, my name is Shangguan middle finger. I want to know you."

Poof!

As soon as he said this, Yang Xuan suddenly puffed out, "Shangguan middle finger? Unfortunately, this surname is ha ha ha!"

Xiao Ziyi couldn't help laughing, "don't we already know each other now?"

"No, no, no, no!"

Shangguan middle finger shook his head, looked at Xiao Ziyi and said sincerely, "I'm not talking about this kind of understanding."

"Oh? What kind of understanding is that?"

Xiao Ziyi said with great interest.

The Shangguan middle finger said solemnly, "I want to marry you!"