Chapter 31

"Don't go!" Nangong Wan crossed her waist, "Ms. Ben was worried about you for nothing yesterday and almost lost her life. Today you have to make up for me!"

Lin Yi's face was full of helplessness. In his previous life, he was most afraid of dealing with women. In this life, he still couldn't escape the clutches of the clutches. The sage said "only women and villains are difficult to raise", which is really a wise saying!

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Lin Yi looked like he was being slaughtered.

Nangong Wan's eyeballs rolled around, and she said with a chuckle: "Accompany Miss Ben to watch the fights, I like watching people fight the most!"

Lin Yi touched the tip of his nose, and didn't care what the girl said, "I'll only accompany you for half a day, and I'm going to hunt monsters in the afternoon."

"It's a deal!" Nangong Wan giggled, and bounced out the door.

The Wufeng competition platform is located on a small mountain in the center of the Wufeng. It is the place where all the disciples of the outer sects usually compete in martial arts. The Wufeng disciples hope to defeat their opponents on this competition platform and become famous.

At this moment, on the competition stage, two disciples, one fat and one thin, were competing with each other in swordsmanship. Although they were both at the second level of refinement, they fought extremely fiercely. As the sword shadows flickered, the figures of the two crossed dozens of times. Tired and sweating profusely, but quite hard.

"Come on! Come on!" Nangong Wan squeezed into the crowd, shouting to cheer up the people on the stage.

"You know him?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

Nangong Wan shook her head again and again, "I don't know him! But he is handsome!"

Lin Yi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Unfortunately, he lost!" Lin Yi shook his head.

"Impossible!" Nangong Wan clapped her hands excitedly, "Look, he's about to win!"

On the stage, the thin man had already pushed the fat man to the edge of the competition stage. Seeing that the fat man was about to lose, suddenly a cunning sword light burst out from between the fat man's arms and attacked the thin man.

The thin man had no choice but to block the sword, but at this moment, the other hand of the fat man had already grabbed it, and threw the thin man directly to the stage.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome has been decided.

Nangong Wan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face froze, "Why... you will lose! It must be you, Brother Lin Yi!"

have to! Lin Yi thinks he should shut up, it's the blame!

"Wanwan, Lin Yi, what a coincidence!" A figure suddenly came over and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, but it was He Qiu.

"He Qiu!" Nangong Wan laughed loudly, "You idiot, you know how to practice all day long, it's really not easy to see you once, huh? You have already broken through!"

He Qiu finally entered the second level of refining realm.

He Qiu scratched his head, "I'm stupid, I can only work harder!"

Lin Yi also smiled slightly, "Mind nature is rare, so it may not be impossible to achieve great achievements."

He Qiu could only laugh dryly, looking dumbfounded.

The three of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatting happily, but Lin Yi had been fighting monsters all day long, but he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. In Xuanzong of the day, and even the entire Ming Empire, he only had these two friends.

"He Qiu, come up to me!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the competition stage. A thin twenty-year-old man stared straight at He Qiu who was under the stage, with an unfriendly expression on his face.

He Qiu looked up and saw this person with complicated eyes, "Zhao Meng, what do you mean?"

The man on the stage chuckled, "Didn't you break through just now? Come and fight with me. Whoever loses will kneel down and call grandpa, dare you?"

He Qiu frowned.

Nangong Wan also clenched her small fists and stared at Zhao Meng bitterly, "Zhao Meng, don't bully others too much!"

"Smelly girl, mind your own business!" Zhao Meng hooked his fingers, the target was still He Qiu, "Bitch, dare you?"

He Qiu clenched his fists, raised his breath suddenly, jumped onto the competition stage in a few steps, and faced Zhao Meng resolutely.

"Boy, you have the guts!" Zhao Meng chuckled, his fists rattled, and when he lifted it, he threw it at He Qiu, at the second level of refinement.

He Qiu was not a vegetarian either. He took a step back, moved his body away, struck out with one punch, blocked with one punch, set up his punching formation, and responded calmly.

The two fought fiercely together, and it was hard to tell the winner.

"Do they have any enmity?" Lin Yi asked.

Nangong Wan glared resentfully, "This bastard likes to bully new disciples, especially He Qiu. He Qiu couldn't bear it last time and knocked out one of this guy's teeth when he resisted. He must hold his grudge!"

Lin Yi nodded, so that's the case. It seems that it's not just Yifeng. In the other four peaks, new disciples have a hard time, except for Lin Yi, a pervert.

Not every new disciple can directly challenge a group of old disciples!

In the fierce battle on the field, both of them suffered some injuries, but obviously neither of them would admit defeat easily.

Zhao Meng's boxing is very vigorous, and his moves are all fierce attacks, while the boxing practiced by He Qiu is both offensive and defensive, not so overbearing, but more stable.

"Attack him!" Lin Yi saw the flaws in Zhao Meng's boxing at a glance, and reminded him in a low voice.

He Qiu nodded, and attacked again. This time, under Lin Yi's guidance, he no longer focused on Zhao Meng's fierce punches, but on the lower body, looking for flaws.

The way of fighting is not to pay attention to what is the strongest of the enemy, but to find out where the enemy is weak.

Suddenly, He Qiu seized an opportunity and kicked out, hard on Zhao Meng's calf.

Zhao Meng let out a scream, and the upper plate was instantly emptied. He Qiu took the opportunity to punch Zhao Meng again and again, hitting Zhao Meng's chest, knocking him flying, and fell heavily to the audience.

Won!

He Qiu clenched his fists excitedly, he was finally elated for once!

"Wow! That's amazing!" Nangong Wan jumped up excitedly, clapping her palms desperately, her eyes almost forming a line of laughter.

"It's time to kneel down and call grandpa, right?"

Everyone laughed.

"Hey, Zhao Meng, kneel down and call me grandpa, and call me aunt by the way, haha..." Nangong Wan laughed loudly.

Zhao Meng's complexion was even uglier than a pig's liver, and he was helped up by a burly man next to him, "Brother, I..."

The man waved his hand, jumped onto the competition platform, and looked at He Qiu coldly, "Zhao Gang is here to ask for advice!"

"Zhao Gang!" Nangong Wan's expression changed.

The laughter of the crowd also gradually fell silent. Zhao Gang was obviously at the fourth level of refinement, but he wanted to shamelessly challenge He Qiu, who was at the second level of refinement. This was obviously bullying!

Lin Yi also looked at him coldly. Obviously, this Zhao Gang was out to avenge his younger brother.

He Qiu was so scared that he trembled all over. It was not easy for him to defeat Zhao Meng, who was at the second level of refinement, and it was not easy for him to fight against Zhao Gang, who was at the fourth level of refinement.

"I admit defeat!" He Qiu turned around resolutely and stepped off the competition stage. There was nothing embarrassing about this.

"Admit defeat? Am I allowing you to admit defeat?" Zhao Gang clenched his fists hard, rushed forward, and grabbed He Qiu's shoulder directly.

He Qiu dodged subconsciously, and punched with his backhand, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great. When He Qiu punched out, Zhao Gang easily grabbed it and twisted it violently!

"Come up to me!" Zhao Gang roared angrily, dragging He Qiu to the competition stage forcibly, and then punched him out.

He Qiu raised his arm to resist, but Zhao Gang's strength was too strong, he punched He Qiu five or six meters away, there was a crack on his arm, and his forearm was fractured!

"Brother, kill him!" Zhao Meng shouted angrily.

"A waste! If you have the ability, let me resist again! You are still not convinced after being stepped on, did you turn over, huh?" The muscles on Zhao Gang's face twisted, and he grabbed He Qiu's collar with one hand, and lifted him up Get up, and then punched out fiercely, hitting He Qiu's face hard.

He Qiu was dizzy and his mouth and nostrils were bleeding. In front of Zhao Gang, he was indeed powerless to fight back.

"Get out!" Zhao Gang kicked He Qiu several times and fell off the competition stage.

Everyone was silent, although Zhao Gang was indeed deceiving too much, but no one dared to say anything, this Zhao Gang is also a tyrant among the three peaks, ordinary outer disciples dare not offend at all.

"He Qiu!" Nangong Wan hurriedly supported He Qiu, "How are you?"

He Qiu reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, "It's okay, just a small injury!"

"Bastard!" Nangong Wan stood up and jumped onto the competition stage, "Big bastard! How dare you bully my friend, this lady must teach you a lesson!"