The two were fisting and kicking in a lively manner, while Murong Canghai, who had always been at a disadvantage in the scene, was counting silently in his mind.
When the count reached fifty, he felt that it was almost done, so he got an opportunity at the cost of being punched three times in the chest by Huo Yi, and hit Huo Yi in the face with a headbutt, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose. , staggering back.
Murong Canghai was unreasonable and ignored the severe pain in his forehead. His eyes were stained red by the blood spurted by Huo Yi. He continued to bully Huo Yi and hit Huo Yi on the neck with a hand knife, knocking him unconscious.
As Huo Yi fell to the ground unconscious, the first battle ended with Qingfeng City's Murong Canghai winning.
"Where did Mr. Qiu recruit such a master? Even Yi'er is no match for him."
The Lord of Yanhuo City looked at the fallen Huo Yi and the miserable-looking Murong Canghai, frowned and murmured.
"Dad, the second brother is probably just careless for a moment, let the child find his way back to the situation."
Huo Jia, the third son of Yanhuo City and Huo Yi's younger brother, is eager to give it a try.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man carrying two big flags leaping down from the hill where Houtucheng was located. His heavy body, like steel poured into iron, smashed into the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.
"This brother is very skilled. I'm in Houtucheng, Zhao Yuanying. I dare to fight with him."
When the dust dispersed, a tall and strong young figure was revealed, he cupped his hands towards Murong Canghai and said.
"Damn it! The bastards from Houtucheng got the better of us."
When Huo Jia saw this, he immediately cursed in annoyance.
Not only Huo Jia, but the people on the other hills were also like this. They secretly regretted that they had started too late and failed to grab this advantage.
It was only because of Murong Canghai's superb acting skills that he was panting and exhausted, making him look like a soft persimmon who could be easily manipulated.
"Hey! What do you mean, hypocrite? If you have conscience, send us a flag."
After Bai Zizai saw the face of the young man who called himself Zhao Yuanying, he murmured in confusion.
"Zhao Yuanying is the number one master in Houtucheng. He is just as powerful as Huo Yi. Brother Murong has just finished a battle and is not strong enough. Why not just admit defeat and let Brother Murong come back to train and prepare for the next battle?" He responded to the challenge. Anyway, we have won two flags and lost one to him. We still won one, making only a profit but no loss."
Qiu Yue'e on the side saw this and quickly advised.
People on other hills had the same idea as Qiu Yue'e. At this time, Murong Canghai would definitely not dare to challenge. It would be like picking up a flag and a bargaining chip in vain. This kind of advantage would be in vain if you don't take advantage of it.
It's a pity that Hou Tucheng took the lead, which is really annoying and hateful!
Rong Fei ignored Qiu Yue'e's advice and looked towards Houtucheng, meeting Wei Junxian's eyes.
Seeing Wei Junxian smiling and nodding in greeting, Rong Fei had a clear understanding and said calmly.
"It's okay, keep going."
"you…"
Qiu Yue'e was angry and annoyed, and she secretly hated Rong Fei for letting it go without knowing it. She was about to continue to persuade, but she heard Murong Canghai's calm voice from the audience.
"please!"
Murong Canghai then wiped away the blood covering his eyes and fought with Zhao Yuanying.
"Brother Murong is so...too impulsive."
Qiu Yue'e said half worried and half blaming.
Hou Tucheng's divine power is to make his body as hard as rock, and his strength is also immense.
After Murong Canghai was punched by Zhao Yuanying, he only felt severe pain in his chest and difficulty breathing. He realized that he could no longer fight as hard as before. After taking a few steps back, he retracted his left hand into his sleeve and pinched an uncommon magic formula, murmuring something in a low voice.
Invite the magic talisman—Liuding Liujia Talisman Seal.
A ray of light fell from the sky and enveloped Murong Canghai. Then he heard Murong Canghai let out a soft drink and stepped forward with seven-star steps. Before Zhao Yuanying could react, he slapped his chest with a palm.
boom--
The next moment, Zhao Yuanying flew backwards like a cannonball, flying more than ten feet before landing with a crash.
"Bah, bah, bah...wow..."
Zhao Yuanying stood up with his hands on the ground, first spit out the dust in his mouth, then spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he held his hands towards Murong Canghai and said with sincerity.
"Good trick, I lost."
"Again...win...again! Brother Murong is so awesome."
Looking at Murong Canghai, who was glowing with halo and having extraordinary momentum, Qiu Yue'e's pretty face flushed and she couldn't help shouting.
Rong Fei and Bai Zizai looked at each other with amusement in their eyes.
Niubi is going to be lucky!
Although Murong Canghai still looked embarrassed at this time, with the momentum of winning two games in a row, those who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity did not dare to act rashly.
Qingfeng City's original three flags plus the four won by Murong Canghai now totaled seven, which immediately made Qiu Moyan and Qiu Yue'e smile with joy.
But before the two of them were happy for too long, Rong Fei stood up, stretched, patted Bai Zizai on the shoulder and said.
"Walk, stretch your muscles."
Then, Rong Fei pulled up a big flag and handed it to Bai Zizai, and the two slowly walked towards the competition arena.
"Rong Fei, you are crazy, what are you going to do!"
Qiu Yue'e shouted in desperation.
"Okay, everything is under control."
Rong Fei waved his hand and replied without looking back.
"What do you want to do?"
Bai Zizai asked equally puzzled.
"Don't you see? The two flags in Houtucheng were sent here intentionally by Wei Junxian."
"If you show your courtesy for nothing, you will be a thief if you are not a traitor."
"What are you thinking about? This is an invitation."
"What's the invitation?"
"Meeting."
"Meeting? What kind of meeting?"
Having no time to deal with Bai Zizai who was pretending to be stupid, Rong Fei strode into the competition arena in front of everyone's surprised eyes. He came to Murong Canghai's side, pulled up the five big flags on the ground, and walked to Houtucheng. Under the hill where he was, he inserted the flag that Bai Zizai had brought into the ground together with him, and then shouted loudly.
"Rong Fei, Murong Canghai, and Bai Zizai of Qingfeng City challenge Houtucheng."
The three of them challenged together, which had never happened in previous competitions.
Whispers suddenly sounded on all the hills.
On the hill where Houtucheng is located, Wei Junxian stood up and looked at Rong Fei, cupping his hands.
"Wei Junxian, Ouyang Liuyun, and Liaofan of Houtucheng responded."
The young monk Liao Fan, who had been lowering his head and clasping his hands to recite scriptures silently, raised his head and looked at Wei Junxian in surprise.
Why do you still have your own affairs?
Soon, Wei Junxian and three others came to the field each holding a big flag and stood face to face with Rong Feisan.
"Talking and talking at the same time?"
Rong Feidao.
"good."
Wei Junxian happily agreed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zizai suddenly raised his foot and kicked towards Wei Junxian's abdomen.
"Death to the hypocrite!"
"Bai Wuchang, you don't follow martial ethics."
Ouyang Liuyun stretched out his legs to catch it and shouted.
"Nerds know nothing about martial arts."
