After making the announcement, Qi Yu walked to the VIP table and sat down to watch the battle.
Now that his identity has been revealed, he is naturally no longer suitable to sit in the crowd.
The officials in the ceremonial room at the scene had already understood the meaning above, and hurriedly sent someone to bring in a very elegant Taishi chair, and covered it with a cool bamboo mat as a butt cushion to welcome Mr. Qi's arrival. .
Don't tell me, it's pretty cool when you sit on it!
Surrounded by everyone, Qi Yu finished the task very leisurely.
After a while, he looked at the scorching sun in the sky and said, "I didn't expect that the sun in early autumn would still be as dazzling as it was in summer!"
After saying that, he took out a pair of black sunglasses from his side pocket and put them on in front of his eyes coquettishly.
This lens is a preliminary sample produced by the glasses factory and has not yet been officially mass-produced. As a fashion pioneer and chief designer, Qi Yu naturally has to be the first to experience it.
After putting on his sunglasses, he lit a cigarette and started smoking it seemingly leisurely.
The smoke rings came out of his mouth one after another, and then turned into dense smoke under a gentle breeze, looking endlessly comfortable.
Qi Yu, is he really comfortable?
Actually, it is not!
At this moment, he was more nervous than ever, for fear of making any mistakes.
It was precisely for this reason that he put on sunglasses and lit Hua Zi on fire to hide his inner uneasiness.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, his move is more fashion-oriented.
After appreciating Master Qi's outstanding style, the audience turned their attention to the ring again.
At this time, Wang Zhifan did not choose to take action. His eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
He felt that the upcoming fight seemed to be missing an important link. As for what it was, he couldn't remember it for a while.
Naturally, Xiaotong would not specifically remind him that the two parties had not signed a contract. On the contrary, she deliberately talked about irrelevant topics to interrupt his train of thought.
Xiaotong would not tell him that if he had just compromised his father's request for an armistice, he would have escaped disaster. However, this guy insists on fighting. Isn't this the rhythm of pushing himself into a pit of fire?
As the saying goes, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die!
these words
At the moment, it is perfect.
"Girl, are we going to compete in fists and kicks, or spar with weapons?" Wang Zhifan said with a look of contempt on his face and his nostrils pointing to the sky.
Xiaotong replied calmly: "In order not to hurt you too much, let's try our fists and kicks. Swords and guns have no eyes, what if I can't hold it back?"
"In order not to hurt me? Haha... This is the biggest joke I have ever heard since I set up a competition!"
"Haha, I hope you can laugh like you do now!"
"you!"
What Xiaotong said about not wanting to be seriously injured was indeed the truth in her heart.
Wang Zhifan was the number one scholar in Yudian. If he was too strong and accidentally killed him, wouldn't that bring trouble to his father?
Therefore, this time it is not possible to kill him directly.
However, you can't be too cheap on him.
Why should he leave some deep thoughts about this? Otherwise, how can I eliminate the anger in my heart?
Wang Zhifan's thoughts were completely opposite.
He has secretly decided that the next contest must be cruel and cruel, otherwise, there will be no way to vent his anger.
What's more, the woman in front of me is so arrogant! Her attitude was almost catching up with hers.
Do you want to compete with fists and kicks?
Well, I'll make it happen for you!
"Girl, stop nagging and take action quickly!"
"Wait!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Tongyuan pointed at Fan Yao who was injured before and said: "Just now, when you competed with this person, you won completely using only two feet. Well, I will also follow your example and use only one foot." My hand will fight with you, but the other hand and both feet will not participate. If I break this rule, I will lose! What do you think?"
"you you……"
After hearing this, Wang Zhifan immediately became furious.
This is not a slight, it is clearly a naked contempt!
In fact, the most surprised person was Qi Yu who was watching the battle.
At this moment, he was continuing to light a cigarette, but after hearing these words, he trembled suddenly, almost burning his beard like a beautiful little man.
I'm talking about my daughter, are you underestimating your enemy?
but
Now that things have come to this point, it seems that the only option is to hold on.
He secretly made a decision that if his daughter was in danger, he would not hesitate to shoot immediately and kill Wu Zhuangyuan's son. Even if His Majesty accuses him of being guilty, he will admit it!
Enemy! Just do it!
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the people shouting.
In addition to the vigorous cheering, there were also a lot of cheers.
Qi Yu quickly came to his senses upon hearing the sound and turned to look towards the ring.
But I saw that the arena competition above had already begun.
Wang Zhifan was the first to attack, using both fists and feet at the same time, launching a fierce attack with lightning speed.
That momentum, the punching wind, the mighty tiger, it looks so domineering!
However, his rain-like attack was not effective at all.
Opponent Qi Xiaotong acted as if nothing was wrong, and actually made a move to evade in a leisurely manner.
Her movement seemed neither hurried nor slow, but each step was taken just right, almost barely avoiding Wang Zhifan's fist. The precision was as if it had been calculated in advance.
It was her graceful and graceful steps that won the applause from the whole house just now.
Even a layman who doesn't understand martial arts can see the clues of this level of dodge, not to mention that there are also martial arts practitioners with formal training at the scene.
Judging from the momentum, Wang Zhifan's fists were quite domineering, but they were all useless extra skills.
You said that this crazy attack for most of the day only caused light roar level damage to the air, but it didn't even touch a corner of the opponent's clothes.
How infuriating!
No, we need to speed up our offense!
Therefore, Wang Zhifan increased his strength again and launched a violent storm of blows into the air.
When the melon-eating crowd saw that he missed the target time and time again, they began to laugh at him.
"I said No. 1 Scholar, you have been playing for most of the day, are you performing a personal performance?"
"Yes, yes, you hit the weak point every time, but be careful of using too much force and dodging your waist!"
Upon hearing these sarcastic remarks, Wang Zhifan's face immediately turned the color of pig liver with embarrassment.
At this moment, Qi Xiaotong suddenly said calmly: "The monkey walk is over, now it's my turn to fight back!"
