Chapter 128

The man in green shirt comes to Luhao. He wants to confirm whether Luhao really falls down.

Just came to Luhao's side, Luhao looked at the man in green shirt with a painful face, "I give up, you help me up, I give up."

The green shirt man didn't doubt it, so he picked up Lu Hao. Lu Hao bumped into the man's chest and buried his head in the man's ear? But it's really painful. In return, I'll give you a surprise. "

The man in the green shirt looks scared. He wants to break away from Luhao, but he finds that Luhao is like a sticky candy. How to break away is useless.

There was a sudden chill in his chest, and a knife went into his chest. He was just a child of a small family. He was going to be famous in this contest, but he was too careless.

And he fell into a pool of blood, and there was no elder, and there was no master of the house to renew his life.

Lu Hao raised his hands to listen to the thunderous applause, but his reply was abusive.

"He's sneaking and attacking when others help him. He doesn't deserve to win!"

"Yes, he is a disciple of the lower sanlan sect for this shameless means!"

"It's obvious that he is a disciple of a small sect. Who of a large sect would use such despicable means?"

Suddenly, someone reminded him that he was the son of the leader of Shanquan sect, and he was silent. Some people who said bad things looked around for fear of being recorded.

Lu Hao is disdained to return to the lounge, the man was soon carried away, the ground was wiped clean.

The contest is still going on. Chen Cheng takes only a few breaths to come back. Soon the contest comes to the last group. Yang Yangyang is against a young man who writes. The young man is born with a veil on his face. When he sees that his opponent is a girl, he doesn't want to continue to compete. After all, if he wins, he will be told that he won't win. Besides, they still know each other.

The young man felt the veil on his face. Fortunately, his camouflage skill was powerful, otherwise he would be recognized.

He pointed to Yang Yangyang, "bang, surrender, or I'll beat your ass!"

"Brother Su, I'm not going to talk to you all. You need to be light."

The young man, named Su Ying, came with his family behind his back to prove that he was the first genius of the state of Chu.

As for the rewards, he didn't want them all.

Su Ying took off the gauze and looked at Yang Yangyang, "you can see my good disguise?"

"Brother Su, at first I was not sure it was you, but when I heard the hoarse voice like a duck, I was sure it was you." Yang Yangyang's big eyes flashed, as if waiting for Su Ying to praise her.

In the Western grandstand, a middle-aged man and a plump woman ran directly to the edge of the grandstand. They looked at each other awkwardly, then they shook their heads and went back to the chair.

Soon, up and down, the people from the East and West lounges have come to the competition platform, and they shake their heads one by one, looking at the two people who are shooting on the platform.

They don't know how long this will last.

But soon they all compromised and decided with stone, scissors and cloth.

"Brother Su, you should let me order, stone scissors, paper..."

Su Ying produced the cloth and Yang Yangyang produced the scissors. The two of them decided the outcome at once.

"Brother Su, I won. I won."

Su Ying looked at his hand and walked helplessly to Yang Yangyang, "you need to refuel."

"I know, brother su." Yang Yangyang pads his feet and kisses Su Ying on the cheek.

This startled Su Ying. "What are you doing? I'm innocent. How can I marry a daughter-in-law if you do this?"

Yang Yangyang covered his mouth with a sweet smile, which made the audience forget the boring contest, followed by thunderous applause.

The draw went on very quickly. This time, Yang Fan drew another lot. He was Jian you, the eldest disciple of Jianya. He was gentle and easygoing, and ranked second among the top ten talents. Mo Ruyu got the wheel. The other one was Wu and the person who changed the lot. Chen Cheng was the eldest disciple of Huanyin sect, Yin Lu, who ranked last in the top ten talents list, But her strength is to let everyone dare not despise.

Yang Yangyang is to draw and, naturally brilliant she directly ran to Lu Hao in front of, with his implicit warmth, and let him be merciful.

Lu Hao, who didn't know Yang Yangyang's identity, naturally cheered.

Then one by one, the sword cliff with a long sword comes to Yang Yangyang and shows her kindness. So is Yin Lu.

On the stand, Gong Yu looked at them with a satisfied smile. "Five of the top ten geniuses have come. Who do you think will win the first prize, master Guo?"

The old woman beside Gongyu narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, don't you already know the answer?"

Gongyu is clearly dressed as a man, but when he laughs, he has a kind of feminine expression. "Master, are you going to kill him or take him in?"

"Your Majesty, although you have a grudge against him, he can help you stabilize the whole country." The old woman warned.

Gongyu laughs and leaves the stand with the help of his servant girl.

At the moment when he walked out of the door, he glanced at Yang Fan. His beautiful face made his heart beat. When he became emperor, he did not care about the past. Now he just wanted to stabilize the country as soon as possible, and then announce his true identity to the world.

Out of the arena, Yang Yangyang was grabbed by a plump woman and went home. The others were the same. They became three again.

After a few steps, a strong man blocked their retreat. Since the failure, he left the field angrily. Once he left, he couldn't go in. This is the rule.

He wanted to wait for his brother, but he got the news of his brother's death from the mouth of a young man with a black belt on his forehead and two vertical bangs covering half of his face. He was angry and killed Yang Fan and Wu people.

Because he knows who number three is.

"There are rules in the arena, and there are my rules outside, so you two take your lives!" The strong man felt that his defeat was due to Yang Fan's ingenuity. He never thought that his strength was inferior to Yang Fan's, but he still used his full strength in this fist. Unfortunately, Wu Renhe directly blocked Yang Fan's face, stretched out his right hand and made a sword finger, "the young Master said: life should be scorned!"

Boom, a great pressure hit the strong man directly. The strong man flew out, his five six Fu organs were broken.

"The Wu people are very good at it." Yang Fan, with both hands on his back and a smile, reminded him.