After more than a dozen moves, Li Ziyuan was able to do it with ease, and Fu Hongshuang also looked relaxed, seeming very happy to continue fighting the man like this.
Qianxue was a little dazzled. This competition was more exciting than what she had just seen. Both the whip and the sword were very fast, but she couldn't see the reason for the rest.
Qianxue asked: "Who do you think will win? Will Fu Hongshuang win the beauty?"
When everyone heard this, some were helpless, some ignored, and some were stunned.
Rong Yu once again felt that Qianxue was so interesting, extremely cute, sincere and without any pretense.[
Qianxue didn't hear anyone answer. She looked at a few people and said, "Let's talk and guess who will win."
Rong Yu said: "It's hard to say, but I guess Fu Hongshuang will win."
Rong Rong disagreed: "They have been fighting for so long and they are still tied. No one can take advantage. If the fight continues, Fu Hongshuang is a woman and her physical strength will definitely be exhausted, so I guess the young master of the Li family wins."
Qianxue looked at Yi Shuihan and asked, "Shuihan, what do you think?"
Yi Shuihan: "Fu Hongshuang wins."
Hearing this, Qian Xue said, "Shui Han, do you think Fu Hongshuang will win, or do you definitely think that Fu Hongshuang will win?"
Yi Shuihan: "It's up to you to understand it."
Master of Ceremony: "I also guess that Fu Hongshuang wins."
Qianxue glanced at the host and asked, "Why?"
Master of Ceremony: "Because I don't like Li Ziyuan."
Qianxue laughed. The master of ceremony was purely out of personal malice. He looked at the others and asked, "What about you?"
Qian Nuo: "Fu Hongshuang wins."
Cheng Bi: "Fu Hongshuang wins."
Rong Zhi: "Fu Hongshuang wins."
Mo Ningxun: "Li Ziyuan wins."
Qianxue smiled strangely: "Mo Ningxun, do you think the reason why Li Ziyuan won is the same as the master of ceremonies?"
Mo Ningxun: "It's up to you to understand it how you want."
Qianxue curled her lips and pretended to be sophisticated.
The two people on the ring were fighting hard to separate each other, Fu Hongshuang waved his whip mercilessly, and Li Ziyuan did not dare to neglect, and dealt with it carefully.[
Now fifty moves had passed. Suddenly, Fu Hongshuang smiled, turned her wrist, and the whip quickly wrapped around the long sword. The short thorns on the whip got stuck on the blade of the sword, and the long sword couldn't break away from the whip for a moment.
Fu Hongshuang suddenly kicked the man's leg. Li Ziyuan was caught off guard, his knee hurt, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out.
Fu Hongshuang had only used the whip just now, so this sudden move was a bit sinister.
The sword in Li Ziyuan's hand was thrown away, and the whip was swung down mercilessly. He could only catch the whip, but when he caught it, his hands were immediately covered with blood, and the thorns on the whip pricked his palms.
"Let go." Fu Hongshuang shouted. If he didn't let go, she would have no choice but to pull the whip. Once the whip was pulled out, not only would his hands be pricked, but also scars would be pulled out.
"What if I don't let go?" Li Ziyuan looked arrogant, and blood slipped from his palms and dripped onto the ring.
"Don't let go? Very good. If you don't let go, then follow me back to the Gate of Hell." Fu Hongshuang said with a smile, looking at the man up and down with her charming eyes.
People under the ring expressed their disdain for Fu Hongshuang. He was so debauched! He actually said such debauched words in a martial arts competition. He was indeed a crooked person.
Li Ziyuan's face darkened and he immediately let go.
"Haha, why are you so angry? When I saw your hand bleeding, I wanted to take you back to the Hell Gate for healing. Are you thinking wrong?" Fu Hongshuang shook off the blood on the whip. Although the whip was red,