The streets and alleys of Pingcheng were discussing this martial arts conference arena competition.

In everyone's mind, the Baishan Sect can definitely take the lead, and the leader of the martial arts world is the leader of his sect, Bai Yue.

In the early morning, Luo Jiaojiao and her party came to the ring with Bo Langjun. She privately thought that there would be fewer people watching the ring today, but she never thought that the audience was still full of darkness.

People like to watch the fun, right?

Miaohua is the candidate today, so the child hugged Brother Yao's arms. Feng Yue stood by Brother Yao's side without leaving any steps, protecting her and the young master.

Brother Yao didn't like watching the fun, so she and Feng Yue stayed in Bo Mansion.

After being attacked by thieves last time, Brother Yao and Feng Yue, who were still scared, hid from Qingyuan Xiangxie.

The Miaohua was not allowed to go to the arena, so she still sat on the roof with her brother to watch.

The first opponent that the Bo Mansion team faced today is Nanpai.

If the Southern School wins the Bo Mansion team and the Yiyang School, then they still have a chance to compete with the Baishan School.

But what the Southern Patrol never expected was that they lost completely in the first three games.

The people who appeared in the Bo Mansion were Luo Jiaojiao, Luan Chong and Hongye.

The audience in the audience began to whisper.

The people from the Baishan Sect and Yiyang Sect who were watching on the platform were also quite surprised.

"Maybe the Bo Mansion team is just lucky!"

"Yes! The Southern Sect must be underestimating the enemy!"

The Southern Sect did underestimate the enemy! The top three of them did not send out the strongest martial arts person. The three competitions have already decided, and it will be useless for them to be upset.

The next competition is the Bo Mansion team vs. Yiyang Sect.

In order to make a quick battle, the Yiyang Sect sent out the three strongest masters to the stage.

Luo Jiaojiao's opponent is the brother of the Duan family, and the true master of Yiyang, who has mastered palm power.

When Luo Jiaojiao walked onto the ring, Bo Langjun winked at her and asked her to speak closer to her.

Luo Jiaojiao walked to Bo Langjun and leaned down to listen to his whisper.

"Have you ever worn soft armor?"

"Um!"

"Avoid his palm power and win with light skills and sword skills!"

Bo Langjun solemnly instructed his wife.

"good!"

Luo Jiaojiao naturally understood what Bo Langjun meant, so that she should not underestimate her.

This Yiyang Zhenren must be a powerful character, and I can't lose to him!

True Man Yiyang bowed to Luo Jiaojiao who walked opposite him.

The swordsman of this uncle’s wife is indeed superb! I have to deal with it carefully!

True Man Yiyang said in his heart.

Luo Jiaojiao has never been the kind of person who is timid.

She held the sword and stabbed directly at Yiyang Zhenren.

True Man Yiyang waved the whisk in his hand, and when Luo Jiaojiao's sword reached in front of him, he turned his head and used the whisk to wrap the tip of the other party's sword with his backhand.

Luo Jiaojiao stabbed the sky with a sword. When she saw the whisk entangled, she quickly pulled the sword and turned around and flirted back.

"So fast!"

Seeing this, Zhenren Yiyang flew up and flew over Luo Jiaojiao's head.

How could Luo Jiaojiao miss this opportunity? She turned around and flew up, and was lucky to chase and stab her.

"Yeah! Why are you doing so impatient?"

Bo Langjun was shocked, but he could not stop Luo Jiaojiao.

Sure enough, as soon as Yiyang Zhenren landed, he used a whisk to clear Luo Jiaojiao's sword and pushed it out with his left hand.

Luo Jiaojiao's sword was blown away by a powerful force, and her body leaned forward involuntarily, and she could not avoid the palm of Yiyang Zhenren.

Bo Langjun knew that even if Luo Jiaojiao was wearing soft armor, she would not be seriously injured, and would be knocked off the stage by the palm of Yiyang Zhenren. Therefore, he closed his eyes helplessly.

How could Luo Jiaojiao not know this? When Yiyang Zhenren hit her right shoulder with her left hand, she quickly grabbed his wrist with her left hand.

The most taboo thing for a master to confront is to be grabbed by the opponent's arm. Therefore, the left palm of Yiyang Zhenren instinctively stagnates, and the thrust naturally weakens. He also needs to shake off Luo Jiaojiao's hand with his backhand, so although it hit the opponent, it did not make her fly out of the ring.

Although Luo Jiaojiao was still standing on the stage, her right hand holding the sword was already trembling.

Bo Langjun did not hear Luo Jiaojiao flying down from the stage, and hurriedly opened her eyes.

"If Mrs. Luo admits defeat now..."

As soon as Qiu Jingshan, the deputy leader of the martial arts world, said halfway, he saw that the sword in Luo Jiaojiao's hand had reached his left hand.

Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao insisted on refusing to admit defeat, Zhenren Yiyang had to wave the whisk and use a thousand arrows to penetrate his heart, trying to force him off the ring.

Luo Jiaojiao saw that the whisk silk of Yiyang Zhenren suddenly broke and flew towards her, and was shocked to rise up from the ground.

Countless silver threads broke through the air, which shocked the spectators to retreat one after another, screaming one after another.

Luo Jiaojiao's sword swept over the leaves above her head and rebuked:

"It's not polite to come but not come!"

Yiyang Zhenren didn't expect Luo Jiaojiao to be so good at light skills, and she didn't expect that she could use her moves in the air and could not dodge as much as two leaves.

One shot into his left shoulder, and the other shot into his thigh.

Yiyang Zhenren's legs hurt and he was half kneeling on the stage.

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and pointed her sword at her throat.

"The first game, the uncle and wife won!"

The great elder of the Wulin League whispered loudly.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her hand and had her sword sheathed, and she held her right shoulder with her left hand and walked off the ring.

Bo Langjun also stood up and followed.

"I'm fine!"

Although Luo Jiaojiao's right shoulder was unbearable, she still said stubbornly.

"I'll send my wife back home, you'll win the competition!"

Bo Langjun turned his head and looked at Luan Chong and Li Zheng.

"Yes! My subordinates must do their best!"

Luan Chong and Li Zheng bowed.

Bo Langjun helped Luo Jiaojiao leave the arena, and Jiang Yu followed them back to Bo Mansion together.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

Luo Jiaojiao was so painful that she started to sweat.

"If you lose, my husband, I have a way to make Bai Yue unable to become the leader of the martial arts world! Don't worry, madam!"

Bo Langjun helped Luo Jiaojiao sit on the couch.

Jiang Yu hurriedly walked into Bo Langjun's study with Yao Gong.

"Unlock your belt quickly and let the old slave see his injuries!"

Yao Gong likes Luo Jiaojiao very much, so he is naturally anxious about her injuries.

Bo Langjun untied Luo Jiaojiao's belt, turned around and saw Jiang Yu standing beside Yao Gong with a worried look on his face, and hurriedly scolded him:

"Don't go out yet?"

"Yes! My subordinate was anxious for a moment and lost his manners!"

Jiang Yu's face turned red and she bowed and she left the door.

When Yao Gong saw that Luo Jiaojiao's shoulders were red, swollen and black, but no wounds were left, he felt relieved.

"It was Yiyang Zhenren's palm power that hurt her! Fortunately, she was wearing this soft armor!"

Bo Langjun is extremely grateful to be authentic.

Jiang Yu listened outside the door and slowly let go of her clenched fists.

"My Medicine! Help me reduce the swelling! I will have to fight that poisonous man tomorrow!"

It’s already this time, and Luo Jiaojiao is still thinking about the ring match with Wu Liang tomorrow.

"Mrs. I'm so injured. What are you thinking about going on stage tomorrow?"

The Yao Gong shook his head and took out the ointment to apply to Luo Jiaojiao.

"I'll do it!"

Bo Langjun took the ointment and personally applied medicine to Luo Jiaojiao.

"I went to decoct the medicine. Although it didn't hurt my muscles, Yiyang Zhenren's internal strength was domineering. Your arm would not be cured for ten days or half a month!"

Yao Gong's words made Luo Jiaojiao feel sank:

"What should I do about this ring match tomorrow?"

"If we abandon this game, we may not lose!"

Bo Langjun comforted Luo Jiaojiao with his mouth, but he felt unsure. After all, the strength of the Baishan Sect is there and should not be underestimated.
Chapter completed!