The two of them were exchanging punches and kicks, which looked very boring.
But the children couldn't help but squeeze to the front. Although the other man didn't look good in clothes, he had an iron hand.
The iron hand can grasp and hold, turn into a fist to hit people, and even turn into a sword.
Every change made the children cheer, but gradually they couldn't see clearly. The two of them moved around, back and forth, moving faster and faster.
When the iron hand turned into a sword, Gao Xiaoliu also picked up a knife from the side, and the high platform was suddenly filled with cold light.
Accompanied by a harsh impact, something seemed to splash in the cold light.
The child standing closest to the audience raised his hand and wiped his face. Looking at the blood on his hand, he cried loudly. The other children also screamed and ran away.
There was blood! Other people also discovered it and screamed.
Mrs. Bai, who was sitting in the front row, held on to the armrests tightly and stared at the stage with her dim eyes, as if she could clearly see every move of the person in the shadow of the sword.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the golden legs and feet were like lightning, kicking one after another, kicking one person off the stage.
Meng Xichang fell down under the stage, his figure curled up slightly, there was blood seeping out from his clothes, and he did not move for a moment.
Shopkeeper Lu couldn't help but rush forward, and the master of ceremonies on the stage also came over. Although he said it to the point, the sword without eyes would inevitably cause damage, and the Bai family also prepared a doctor.
"Do you need a doctor?" the master of ceremonies asked.
Meng Xi took a deep breath to calm down and shook his head. Shopkeeper Lu helped him stand up.
Meng Xichang raised his hands and clasped his fists at the young master who was overlooking the stage: "Meng Xichang admits defeat."
Gao Xiaoliu smiled.
"Who's next?" he asked loudly.
The children looked at the young master on the stage with fear, while the adults burst into cheers and their hands turned red.
This is much better than doing somersaults and smashing boulders on your chest!
Another person jumped off the stage and started a new round of battle. Amidst the commotion, shopkeeper Lu helped Meng Xichang to the side of Wei Dong's house.
Seeing Meng Xi holding his chest to calm his breathing, Mr. Wei swallowed back his unpleasant words.
"These dice are quite powerful." He only said this, and then whispered, "Don't leave even if you lose, just forget about it."
Shopkeeper Lu laughed: "Meng Xia is not your kind."
Meng Xichang also smiled: "I'd better go." He lowered his voice and said, "You can also keep an eye on the situation outside and be ready to respond at any time."
As they were talking, there were loud cheers behind them. The three of them looked up and saw that the person who had just appeared was kicked off the stage by Gao Xiaoliu.
"This boy is indeed very skilled." Meng Xichang said, "He is not just a playboy with appearances."
People in front of the stage were shouting and cheering, and in the small building opposite the stage, the two people standing by the window were also smiling.
"You don't have to worry about your skills, young master." Zhike said with a smile.
Rich Man Gao said: "Of course, that is something that has been trained inch by inch through hard work since childhood."
Mr. Bai, who was standing behind them, was not smiling and frowned: "I just said that Liu Yan shouldn't be allowed to bring officers and soldiers. He will definitely be discovered."
Rich Man Gao said: "If he is not allowed to bring troops, someone else will come, such as the Du Cha Si. If the Du Cha Si really takes over this matter, do you think the officers and soldiers will just guard outside?"
They have already arrested everyone like wolves and tigers.
No, they didn't even get a chance to hold this party.
"I know what you mean." Mr. Bai said with a stern face, "But the matter is not over yet, and the leader has not been chosen yet. Everyone has discovered that there are officers and soldiers outside, and this matter will be questioned by the people in the sect."
The rich man said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if you find out. The competition is still going on. As long as the leader is selected, we can turn the tide and appease all doubts."
Having said this, he turned to look at Mr. Bai.
"What we should pay more attention to now is the masked person. Have you found out? Where did she come from?"
Mr. Bai frowned even more: "This woman has been competing with others everywhere, day and night, and we can't get close to her."
Zhike took a step forward and looked outside with squinted eyes.
"Never stop? Then will she still come to compete?"
Accompanied by cheers, another person fell off the stage. This time the person who fell was seriously injured and was carried away by the doctors.
Gao Xiaoliu's robe on the stage was also stained with blood, whether it was someone else's or his own, and the golden blood was particularly frightening.
The children didn't dare to look and hid behind. The adults became more and more excited, clapped their palms red and roared.
"so amazing!"
"This young master is the best in the world!"
"Next next!"
Of course, not all the children were scared away. A girl stood in the crowd, holding a bamboo horse in one hand and a dried meat skewer in the other.
"Why is she so awesome?" She hummed, "Sister Qixing is number one in the world."
Her voice was drowned in the noise, and her sight was almost blocked by the tall crowd. There were people standing around her. This made the girl very dissatisfied. She raised her head to roll her eyes, but saw a mask.
The girl bit down the dried meat with a crunch: "You, you are the one."
The smiling mask looked at her and suddenly stretched out his hand to her: "Ah Mao, let me lend you your bamboo horse."
Bamboo horse? Will you also ride a bamboo horse when you grow up? The girl subconsciously raised her hand and handed it to her.
Smiling Mask took off the horse's head, leaving only the bamboo pole, holding it in his hand and moving forward.
The girl held the horse's head and looked at her back, and suddenly thought: "How does she know my name is Amao?"
Although the audience kept shouting who is next, after the first few battles, those who were originally interested in running had a conclusion on whether they would win or lose, so they stopped thinking.
So no one showed up this time.
Gao Xiaoliu held the knife and shook his head: "What? No one can defeat me? Sure enough, I, Gao Xiaoliu, am invincible if I don't take action. I am truly a grandmother with both civil and military skills. With a grandson like me, I am
Isn’t it the biggest gift you’ve ever received?”
Mrs. Bai laughed loudly in the audience: "Yes!"
The sound in the audience became even noisier.
This Gao Xiaoliu is really awesome, and he is really arrogant in what he says and does, which is really annoying.
In the commotion, my vision blurred, and someone jumped onto the high platform.
coming!
When they saw this man, wearing blue cloth clothes and a smiling mask, the noise suddenly became even louder.
"Okay!" Some people even clapped and shouted.
Well, this is also arrogant. Let’s see who is more arrogant among these two arrogant people.
The people were puzzled by this shouting. How could they be shouting before they were beaten? Although the figure is that of a woman, but with a mask covering her face, one cannot see what she looks like. Maybe she is not as good as this young man.
It looks good.
Gao Xiaoliu looked at the woman on the stage and smiled.
"You're here," he said.
Qixing looked at him and raised the bamboo pole in his hand: "This is the weapon I borrowed. I hope you don't think I'm insulting you."
Bamboo pole, Gao Xiaoliu smiled again and held the long knife horizontally.
"The weapons are not important, the important thing is the people." He said, "Miss, please don't worry, I will go all out."
Qixing nodded: "Please enlighten me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo shadow broke through the air and pierced towards the tall six-sided door.
The sword flashed out and stood up in front of him, blocking the stabbing bamboo pole.
The feet of the two of them felt like they were treading on water, making ripples and the corners of their robes and skirts flying.
The people standing in the audience held their breath.
Behind the far window, the rich man also took a step forward.
