She didn't care what others said, but Pei Songhe had defected first, and the taunting and sarcasm at the moment was really intolerable!
However, it is in full view of everyone.
Lu Shuyao could only endure the bad breath and turned her anger into a smile.
"hehe……"
"Good sister, I didn't expect that a useless trash fish would become so loyal when he came to you. He would just talk dirty words when he opened his mouth."
"It seems that my sister has taught me well."
Her soft voice was full of yin and yang, and she was very skillful in throwing dirty water. The guests watched thoughtfully, and many young heroes had a strange look at Lu Xinlan.
As the saying goes, those who are pure should be pure themselves. Lu Xinlan doesn't care about the eyes of others.
As for the usual instigation and slander, she didn't bother to pay attention.
"No need to say anything else, let's start the competition."
A cold voice dispelled all the thoughts, and Lu Shuyao could only lower her eyes and look at the elders in the field, with a look of full confidence on her face.
"The elders are wise."
"Since my sister is determined to compete, I have no choice but to accompany her."
Hearing this, the elder of Wanbao Pavilion asked the elder of Wanda Pavilion for instructions.
Seeing the five adults nodding slightly.
The elder immediately clasped his fists and looked around the audience, presiding in a loud voice!
"Everyone."
"Two ladies!"
"This competition starts here according to the ancestral tradition. The two sides will decide the winner or loser by fighting against each other. They will send people to compete in turns until no one from one side comes on the field again and admits defeat!"
A deep voice echoed.
The guests in the audience cheered up, with faint smiles in their eyes. The millions of eyes they looked at Lu Shuyao were full of flattery.
The lineups of the two sides are very different, and the winner is almost clear at a glance. Many people have secretly prepared gifts and are waiting for the end of the process.
It was as if she was already the owner of Wanbao House.
Lu Shuyao became more and more confident, showing the magnanimity of the original poster.
"Good sister, don't say that my sister is bullying. For the sake of our blood relatives, it's up to you to send people out first. If you lose later, don't blame your sister."
Another burst of pretentiousness.
Lu Xinlan secretly clenched her fists after seeing this.
The opponent's lineup is very strong, and the choice of the first battle is extremely critical. If they lose the first battle, it will definitely affect their morale. However, if they send the strongest Mr. Pei, their chances of winning the next battle will be extremely limited.
When hesitating, Lu Xinlan could only look back and whisper, clasping her fists.
"Everyone, who wants to fight?"
Although she is smart, she is by no means arrogant. The seniors around her are all masters, and their cultivation and knowledge are far superior to ordinary people. There is nothing wrong in asking for advice.
The words just fell.
Pei Songhe and Sadong Lai looked at each other quietly, their eyes showing solemnity.
The two were about to clasp their fists and invite a fight.
Unexpectedly, a soft voice sounded first!
"Let me do it."
Whoosh!
Several people looked back in shock when they heard the sound.
Mr. Yi, who had been silent for a long time, has stepped out steadily.
Several people's eyes widened in shock, and excitement overflowed from their faces!
Sir, you actually want to take the lead in person?!
Lu Xinlan was also pleasantly surprised.
Mr. Yi had given her great dignity by agreeing to come to help. How could she dare to give orders to this person, let alone think that Mr. Yi would take the lead in the battle himself?
Who can challenge this person?
The front line is definitely solid!
Follow Yi Feng forward.
All the previous pressures turned into surprises in an instant. Lu Xinlan and a few others clasped their fists in excitement, their eyes filled with brilliance!
"Thank you sir!"
Seeing this formation, tens of thousands of guests came with surprise and attention.
The Yi Feng who ran away was ordinary, just a young man.
After an unexpected incident, many people released their spiritual consciousness to investigate.
Unexpectedly, I found that there was no power of the Great Dao at all!
There were sounds of surprise among the guests, and many old monsters had solemn expressions on their faces. Even the elders of the Five Pavilions, who had always been sitting firmly, frowned slightly.
Naturally, there are also young people who cannot see the abnormality clearly.
For a while.
The venue was filled with all kinds of whispers, with mixed praise and criticism.
"I can't see this person's cultivation level?"
"This person is young and dares to take the lead in the battle. He must be no ordinary person. It seems that Miss Xinlan also has strong support."
"Haha, can he have a seventh-grade cultivation level?"
"I think he is just being mysterious. If he is really strong, why should he be secretive about his cultivation?"
"If this man can defeat the eldest lady's guest, I will stand on my head and wash my hair for a hundred years!"
There was a buzz around the venue.
Yi Feng always moved forward with a calm expression.
The so-called winning or losing is no longer within his scope of consideration.
Standing up now is just to seek death!
There are a lot of experts on the opposite side, and there may even be people in the seventh or eighth grade.
This opportunity must not be missed.
Later, I will fight with all my strength. If I win, I will be worthy of Lu Xinlan's reward. If I lose, I will try my best.
If you are killed by the opponent, you will gain blood.
In the future, if I am immortal, I will definitely improve my cultivation greatly. Even if I support Lu Xinlan, it shouldn't be difficult, right?
What happens if you lose the position of host?
Wouldn’t it be great for him to be the island leader?
This is a sure-fire way to make money!
The more Yi Feng thought about it, the more reliable it became, and he no longer had any psychological burden.
There are only three big words left in my mind - just do it!
Walk steadily to the center of the venue.
Yi Feng has finished brewing his emotions and is completely possessed by the movie king. The hair on his legs is covered with an invincible aura, and he looks like Zhang Fei and Ben Fei!
"Who dares to stand out and fight?"
It was obviously a soft sound, but there seemed to be invisible air waves spreading along with it!
The whole place suddenly fell silent.
One person's voice made tens of thousands of people even more astonished.
Good guy.
Where did this ruthless person come from?
Facing seven or eight top experts, this person dared to call the battle alone, and put on a look of disdain, looking at him coldly with his hands behind his hands?
What confidence is this!
The whole place was suddenly stunned, and thousands of guests felt their bodies tremble!
The guests beside Lu Shuyao also looked even more suspicious, and for a moment they couldn't figure out what level Yi Feng's cultivation level was.
Are you talking about pretentiousness?
That unfathomable aura is spreading continuously, and several seventh-grade masters are ashamed of themselves. Just being affected by it makes them feel like a mountain of pressure!
But if it's true...
That would be even more incredible!
With an aura of this level, his cultivation level is probably not inferior to that of Zhang Tonghai!
How could there be such an expert on the outer island?!
Several guests looked at each other in confusion.
Unable to look back quietly, he saw Zhang Tonghai also looking deep in thought. He was even more horrified and did not dare to fight without permission.
Yi Feng saw that the other party remained motionless.
I couldn't help but secretly praise him.
He is indeed a master.
It's not even remotely stable.
The usual methods of inciting hatred and calling for battle are no longer enough. We must come up with something exciting!
His eyes widened, and he stared coldly again.
"You fellow chickens and dogs, I can suppress them with a flip of my hand. If you don't dare to fight alone, let's go together!"
A deep sound resounded, and the whole place was in an uproar!
This is no longer just a call, it is clearly a contemptuous humiliation!
Lu Shuyao's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he glanced around with his peripheral vision.
"Um?"
"What do you mean by being indifferent? Do you want Mr. Zhang to take action first?"
finally.
There was a seventh-grade master who blushed with shame and couldn't bear it any longer!
"Miss Lu, I will take the lead!"
Lu Shuyao's expression improved and he nodded symbolically in praise.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Song."
After a while, the old man who went out to fight was already full of fierceness, and he stepped forward steadily with his fists clasped in response!
moment.
Everyone in the field retreated, and a magic circle appeared to surround the two fighting men.
The old man has been famous for a long time, but a real seventh-grade existence is suppressed in such a big scene. How can he gain a foothold on the Black Island in the future?
A strange young man is just pretending to win without a fight?
Idiot's dream!
The old man stepped forward with a fierce expression on his face, using his fists to exert the power of the terrifying avenue!
"Boy! How can this trick fool me? Who do you think I am?!"
The electric light and flint room!
The old man blasted out his fists with all his strength, strong winds blew up in the venue with tens of thousands of people, and the terrifying momentum rushed straight towards Yi Feng, shaking the world and changing color!
Seeing the terrifying punches coming like a wave.
Yi Feng was full of surprises.
Finally, someone ruthless takes action, this time it’s definitely safe!
The anticipation of imminent death appeared in his eyes, and Yi Feng matched the atmosphere and punched seriously!
"Bang!!!"
The power of the two fists met, and the sonic boom shook the sky!
The collision lasted less than a breath, but turned into a crushing wave!
Just one punch!
The large formation in the field dissipated like smoke and clouds, the venue was also penetrated, the fist wind traveled thousands of miles away without stopping, the figure of the punching master had disappeared, and even the consciousness could not sense the breath!
It seems that there has never been such a person in the world...