An old man can actually control such a powerful weapon with ease. Ni Jun on the side smacked his lips repeatedly. Chu Yan was completely stunned by the scene in front of her. Her hands were frozen in the air. She wanted to applaud, but suddenly thought that this was not the case.
He was juggling, so he kept his hands in a clapping posture and looked dull.
Xuanyuan Ci's face was full of curiosity and longing. It would be great if he could be so powerful.
My father has always been depressed recently, and he actually knows the reason.
A country cannot live without qualified leaders. My father valued Xuanyuan Si, but Xuanyuan Si was poisoned by a strange poison, and the chance of being cured was almost zero.
As for Xuanyuan Mu, he is not bad in ability. Although he is not popular with his father, at least he will not be like him.
Compared with these two people, I am at the bottom.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Ci faintly showed an expression of inferiority.
If I had some ability, my father would never be so tired.
"Buhuan, have you learned it?" Master Taipu suddenly stopped and shouted to the dumbfounded woman on the side.
Yan Buhuan immediately came back to his senses: "Okay."
"Play it again." The servant waved his sleeves, and the two crescent moons flew sideways in an instant.
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The next day, dawn tore through the thick clouds and lazily shone light on the earth. But not long after, the dark clouds accumulated in the sky covered the light, seeming to indicate an upcoming storm.
The rapid drum beat reminded everyone that the game was about to begin.
It seemed that God was deliberately going against Yan Buhuan. The weather had been sunny and good the past few days, but when it was her turn to compete in the finals with others, there were actually signs of rain.
The real servant was secretly complaining in front of the audience.
Feiyue is afraid of water. Once it rains, Feiyue will be no different from a piece of scrap metal and will not be able to exert any effect at all. It will even drag down Yinyue.
Yan Buhuan also noticed the expression on the servant's face, but since she had already stood up, it was impossible for her to go down and ask.
With a burst of majestic gongs and drums, Zhao Yu walked up surrounded by more than a dozen people. His expressionless face really didn't look like a child.
Yan Buhuan was very puzzled. Although he didn't know Zhao Yu very well, from the past few times, Zhao Yu had a contemptuous face every time he came on stage. Why did he look like he was paralyzed now?
The only remaining sunlight between heaven and earth was swallowed up by dark clouds, and the earth became dark.
There was even the sound of rolling thunder in the distance.
Yan Buhuan frowned and decided to fight quickly.
Bang...the gong sounded, and Yan Hui waved a bright red flag from the observation deck to signal the official start of the game.
…
Xuanyuan Ci sharpened his head and squeezed from the back to the front. He stood panting behind Master Taipu. When he saw the two fighting on the stage, he circled his hands into a cylinder and shouted: "Bu Huan, come on, come on."
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But his little voice was drowned out by the cheers from all around. Only the servant's ears hurt from the shock.
"Buhuan is so amazing. Wow. Amazing."
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
Suddenly, Xuanyuan Ci heard the Master Taipu say: "Not good."
"Hey, what did you say?" Xuanyuan Ci asked doubtfully.
At this time, Ni Jun also came over.
The servant's lips trembled and his eyes stared at Zhao Yu tightly: "Damn it, Zhao Yu is under control."
As soon as Ni Jun arrived, he heard such exciting news.
"Master, are you sure?" Ni Jun was a little unconvinced.
But the servant of the real servant swore firmly: "I'm sure, you see."
