"Competition? What a joke! What are you competing with? Why are you competing? If I don't compete with you, what can you do to me?"
Xu Huairen chose to ignore Hu Qiuying's words.
He had noticed them from the moment they entered the garden.
This woman is very beautiful, but unfortunately her brain is not very bright and she still hasn't seen the situation clearly.
His eyes did not leave the porcelain bowl at this time.
I have to admire the pottery craftsmanship of our ancestors, which can never be surpassed by modern people.
Although Xu Huairen didn't understand antiques, he used his spiritual consciousness to sense them, and he could still feel an aura of history from them, which was simple, thick, and pure...
"Haha! This thing, tsk tsk! What a treasure..."
"No! Do you think you can leave?" It was still the woman's voice.
Xu Huairen's expression turned from joy to boredom, "Compare, who is competing with whom? My senior brother Song is already half a cripple, and my niece Tianjiao, I think it's better to forget it!"
Xu Huairen looked at his uncle, then at Song Tianjiao, and shook his head.
"I'll compete with you!" Song Tianjiao took a step forward. She has always been a girl who doesn't give up easily.
Xu Huairen took a step back, obviously afraid of Song Tianjiao's impressive performance just now.
"I won't compete with you. If I compete, it will be my uncle who takes the initiative. However, let's be honest, you are no match for my uncle!"
"Your master uncle is your master uncle. My aunt has never been afraid of anyone!"
Song Tianjiao's attack just now was blocked. She also wanted to test the opponent's ability and compete openly and honestly, which she wished for.
In response to Song Tianjiao's challenge, Long Zaiye, who had not spoken a word, glanced at several people with a contemptuous look, "Girl, with your cultivation in the middle stage of divine transformation, you are no match for me, so you might as well forget it!"
As Long Zaiye spoke, he didn't show any flashy moves. He punched lightly, aiming at a rockery not far away.
Boom---
A huge boulder on the rockery was broken into powder, and small stone particles rolled down.
An Ruyu frowned slightly. Long Zaiye's attack just now seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it contained rich ancient spiritual power.
It's not about relying on brute force to cause damage, but just the right amount of intensity and accuracy.
Being able to use spiritual power to such an extent that he can do whatever he wants shows that this person has a high level of cultivation.
Experience told him that this old guy was scary.
"Try it before you tell me!" Song
Tianjiao was not intimidated by the strength shown by the other party, and whipped her in hand.
"Grandma! Let me do it!" An Ruyu stepped forward and stood in front of Song Tianjiao.
"Qiu Ying, you and Grandma Fu Song, please stay away! I'll meet him!" An Ruyu turned around and told Hu Qiuying a few words, with a solemn expression on her face.
"Be careful!" Hu Qiuying was shocked by Long Zaiye's action just now. She realized that she might have been a little rash.
Her idea is very simple. Since the other party can openly rob, that means everything can be solved by force.
As long as the porcelain bowl is taken back from the opponent's hand, all problems will be solved.
The reason why she thinks this way is because of her trust in her husband's strength.
An Ruyu smiled, "Don't worry!"
"I'm An Ruyu, please give me some tips!" An Ruyu turned around and saluted Long Zaiye with cupped fists.
Don't wait for the other party to answer, then bully him.
To strike first is to gain strength, to strike later is to suffer disaster.
An Ruyu's behavior is actually due to his lack of confidence in himself. At the same time, it also shows that his combat experience is unparalleled.
His speed is so fast that he doesn't give his opponent time to react.
"Hi!"
When Long Zaiye reacted, An Ruyu's right fist was already close to his chest, and he could feel the fist wind carrying huge brute force, skill, and a hint of ancient aura, full of game.
He didn't bother to answer, he shouted loudly, moved his left hand in a circle, deflected the punch, and punched forward with his right fist, with the same force as he had just hit the rockery.
"Well done!"
An Ruyu did not dodge or dodge. While retracting her right fist, her left fist met the opponent's right fist.
Canopy! The two fists really hit each other.
Long Zaiye was pushed by a huge force, and he stepped back and forth to buffer himself from the oncoming force.
An Ruyu stagnated for a moment, then attacked again.
It follows him like a shadow, giving the dragon no chance to breathe in the wild.
Faced with An Ruyu's fighting style, Long Zaiye's eyebrows knitted into knots and he had to sigh in his heart at how powerful this kid was.
He stretched out his hand to explore around his waist, and six rays of cold light struck An Ruyu.
When the hidden weapon attacked, An Ruyu still used the same fighting method as at the beginning. The attack speed was faster and her body swayed slightly.
Seize the opportunity for the opponent to launch a hidden weapon, pause for a moment, and attack Long Zaiye again. He raises his leg and kicks Long Zaiye in the chest.
Kick, kick, kick, plop.
As Long Zaiye sat down, his blood surged, and he quickly took a breath of Qi to suppress the surge.
One move
After succeeding, An Ruyu was about to attack again, but An Ruyu staggered and almost fell down.
Song Tianjiao rushed over and helped her.
Two willow leaf flying knives pierced An Ruyu's right rib and left shoulder, and the blood instantly turned red.
"Ruyu!" Hu Qiuying ran over, her face showing tension and anxiety, and her eyes filled with tears of distress.
There was still a trace of imperceptible guilt on Hu Qiuying's face, which An Ruyu could see clearly.
"Grandma, I'm sorry, I lost!" An Ruyu's face was pale, obviously she had used all her strength during the fight.
While An Ruyu apologized to Song Tianjiao, she grabbed Hu Qiuying's hand and comforted her, "Qiuying, don't worry, I'm fine, just a minor injury! It's not in the way..."
"You guys go!" Song Tianjiao said coldly.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Xu Huairen helped his uncle up.
He looked towards Song Tianjiao, his eyes rolled, and he hesitated for a moment, but then he heard Long Zaiye say, "Huairen, let's go!"
Long Zaiye saw Xu Huairen's intention.
They just want to take advantage of his illness and kill him!
At least to obtain greater benefits, not just be satisfied with two porcelain bowls.
However, only Long Zizi understood in his ambition that this An Ruyu had extraordinary fighting power. If the fight continued, the outcome would be unpredictable. He had to admit in his heart that this boy was really good at fighting!
Fortunately, I suppressed the blood just now and didn't spit out the blood. Otherwise, I would be the one who should admit defeat.
Xu Huairen is no match for Song Tianjiao.
If you love fighting, you are taking a risk and risking your life!
"Huairen, take the bowl!" Long Zaiye warned after walking out of Song Mansion.
Xu Huairen looked into the Qiankun bag and said, "Don't worry, uncle! This time, I will remember you for your first contribution in front of Secretary Liang!"
"Uncle Master, why didn't you just take advantage of the victory and pursue it to expand the results!" Xu Huairen was still unwilling to accept the opportunity just now.
He was thinking that this Song Tianjiao might have many more...
"Haha! Taking advantage of the victory to pursue it? Huairen, do you really think your uncle has won?"
Long Zaiye smiled bitterly and asked Xu Huairen.
Xu Huairen did not answer, with a puzzled look on his face...
Long Zaiye did not continue, but shook his head. Suddenly, poof----, a mouthful of old blood spurted out...
In the small garden,......
"Ruyu, it's all Qiuying's fault, you can't die!..." Hu Qiuying was still worried about An Ruyu's injuries.
For a moment, I didn't know what to do except blame myself.