Ye Nongying fought before them, and she won first.

After her fight, it was Duanmu Ya's turn to look at them.

When she came down from the stage, Yuan Lin Fan looked at her, squinted his eyes and said: "This time Young Master Mu performed much better than before. It seems that Young Master Mu is much stronger than many people thought."

"The original son joked."

Ye Nongying only felt that Yuan Lin Fan’s words were very uncomfortable. She hadn't hidden it before. At the time, she was dressed in this way, and her appearance was very half, plus it was not as sharp, plus Duanmu. Yawang was next to her, and after distributing a lot of attention for her, he would be like an invisible person, and everyone didn't notice her much.

However, this fact, speaking from his mouth, seemed like how stupid she had acted before.

Really...it's hard to hear.

Furthermore, he seemed to be eyeing her too.

This made her even more uncomfortable, and she had a cold feeling like a poisonous snake staring at her.

Yuan Lin Fan pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not a joke, I really hope to get Young Master Mu in the next round, you and I will fight."

Ye Nongying's eyelids trembled.

Yuan Lin Fan’s opponent is Duanmu Yawang. He can only enter the next round if he wins Duanmu Yawang. What does this mean is that he must be able to win Duanmu Yawang?

The humility that I said before is false, this is the truth!

Thinking about this, she glanced at Duanmu Yawang.

Duan Muya didn't look angry, and blinked at her without a trace.

Yuan Lin Fan didn't realize that he had said the wrong thing for a while, and coupled with the gongs and drums that let the next batch of contenders come on stage, his face was whole, and he looked at Duan Muya with a serious look: "Miss Duanmu, it's your turn. We are on stage."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang made a gesture of asking, "Original son, please."

"good."

Yuan Lin Fan seemed to be nervous about the rain, took a deep breath, and walked towards the platform.

Duanmu Yawang followed.

As soon as she took a step, Ye Nongying told her her heart voice: "I'm holding a breath in my heart. Give me a good lesson and teach him."

Duanmu Yawang smiled softly, with no smile in her eyes: "How do you think you can teach it to be relieved?"

"Um……"

Ye Nongying’s lips slanted, “This person is obviously from Yu Beier, and he is secretive about everything. If you want to beat him easily, it is unlikely that you should receive it or you have to accept it. Besides, how can it be counted? It depends on his methods, and whether they are fair enough, if the methods are fair and fair, and don’t play tricks, let’s save him some face, otherwise..."

"Understood."

Before her voice fell, Duanmu Yawang nodded and said in understanding: "Don't worry, you will be satisfied with the result."

"good."

Ye Nongying got down with a sigh of relief, waved her hand happily, and gave her four words: "Go ahead!"

"Will do."

Duanmu Yawang accepted it without humility.

On stage, Yuan Lin Fan conspired and asked Duanmu Yawang with a smile: "What did you whisper to Young Master Mu just now?"

He actually guessed that their heart words were transmitted...

Duanmu Yawang smiled, half-truth and said: "Original son, you are really observant, but since you know that we are whispering, naturally you can't tell outsiders, right?"

When Duanmu Yawang said it, the sound of the word "foreigner" was very heavy, and I knew it was meaningless when I heard it.

Yuan Lin Fan was not a stupid person, he immediately understood, his face stiffened.

Duanmu Ya didn't see it, her face was still smiling.

Yuan Lin Fan didn't seem to want to make the relationship between each other stiff, and quickly squeezed out a smile to round up the field, "Yes, yes, I am a person who loves to talk, please don't be offended by Miss Duanmu."

"..." I really don't know what he is insisting on.

Duanmu Yawang felt tired. Seeing him working hard and innocently spread his hands: "Original son, I'm just kidding, what's so strange about this?"

"That's good."

Yuan Linfan breathed a sigh of relief, but his brow wrinkled when he lowered his head.

On each stage, there was an emissary who took charge of knocking the gong. After they prepared for a while, the emissary soon asked, "Are you two ready?"

Duan Muya looked at him: "I'm ready."

Yuan Lin Fan stared at her and said, "I'm ready too."

The messenger nodded, knocked on the gongs and drums, and said: "The battle between the two has officially begun."

Seeing that the two are about to fight, but neither of them has set off yet, Yuan Lin Fan asked Duanmu Yawang: "Miss Duanmu needs a weapon?"

Duanmu Yawang heard him say this and smiled: "I heard from the original son that you don't plan to use weapons anymore?"

"Yeah." Yuan Lin Fan nodded and said meaningfully: "I prefer to fight with bare hands, without the help of any external force, so that I can show my personal strength better, what do you think?"

"The original son also makes sense." In fact...reasonable ass!

Is Yujian's strength also personal strength?

What he said is like using a weapon. It simply insulted the spirit chain and insulted the weapon. He has the ability to not use the spirit chain weapon!

Yuan Lin Fan behaved very generously: "Of course, everyone has different preferences and habits. I don't use weapons. If Miss Duanmu uses weapons, I will have no problem at all."

"No." Duanmu Yawang stretched out her index finger and shook, and said with a smile: "Fighting on the stage, I am willing to cooperate with the opponent, since the original son does not use weapons, and for the fairness of the original son, I am willing to cooperate with the original son. "

In Duanmu Yawang's words, the "fairness in the mouth of the original son" darkened Yuan Linfan's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Duanmu Yawang said again: "I wonder if there is anything else the original son has to say?"

Yuan Lin Fan pursed his lips and said, "I hope that Miss Duanmu will use her best and don't have to give each other humility. We don't have any regrets."

"That's natural." Ghosts will be humble to you, in order to let you win and lose yourself!

Yuan Lin Fan said: "Then let's start!"

"Okay!" Duanmu Yawang smiled: "I'm ready."

"So nervous!"

The people who said this were not Duanmu Yawang and Yuan Lin Fan, but the audience in the audience.

Many people in the audience were waiting for Duanmu Yawang to come to the stage to fight. After Duanmu Yawang took the stage, almost 90% of the people who did not fight were surrounded by the stage below her, crowded to watch her fight.

The audience in the audience was nervous and excited, but also hopeful and angry.

"Fighting with bare hands, it's finally Duanmu Ya's turn. I'm really looking forward to it, but Duanmu Yawang's sword seems to be very powerful. It's a pity that I can't see it this time."

"Yes, her sword is really powerful. If you can't use the sword this time, it is estimated that her Dao strength will be weakened by at least a few."

"It's a good thing to weaken it by a few percent. Now it's Third Street. I really want to know if anyone can throw her off this stage this time! Black hair and black eyes are really strange. I'm so tired of seeing her. , I wish I would never see her again from this street."

Someone sighed: "It feels difficult, I always feel how deeply she hides, and the power seems endless."

"Do you think she is a god?" someone snorted disdainfully: "It's still endless, her age, with black hair and black eyes, no matter how strong, there is a limit, every time she says this kind of ambition. Not too shameful!"

"That's right, aren't you on Duanmu Yawang's side?"

"Yeah, where are you on earth? Where are you stupid?"

The person who sighed before didn't expect that a word he said casually would lead to such a siege, and his face was pale with fright.

When everyone saw him leaving wisely, his face eased.

There was a lot of movement in the audience, and the battle between Duan Mu Yawang and Yuan Lin Fan on the stage was about to begin.

The two flashed away together, hitting with both palms!

"boom!"

A powerful aura exploded from Taiwan, and it was so heavy that people couldn't breathe!

The people on the stage are still fighting, and the people below are scattered a little, not daring to get too close to the stage.

"Reiki pressure is really strong!"

The people in the audience were amazed by the battle between the two, and they patted their chests and said: "It seems that this is a very worthy battle."

"right!"

The people in the audience were not easy to be excited, and while talking, they stared at the two people fighting endlessly on the stage.