Chapter 647

Three days is fleeting.

The Ming martial arts ceremony was held as promised.

It is obvious that even the city masters Yi Tianyi are not willing to come together with Xia Fukun. So, next to Xia Fukun, there is only one huaduo. On the other side of grey wolf, Xia Fukun lets him play in the room by himself.

Looking at the sea of people in front of the Ming Wu Dian, Xia Fukun also can't help but take a breath.

After his rebirth, he experienced this type of competition. The biggest one was the first-line College League of Odin college. However, at that time, the scale was far less than it is now.

Mingwu Scripture is on a huge floating stone platform. Around the stone platform, there are many seats.

At the moment, all the seats are full.

The whole field of the Ming martial arts ceremony is wrapped in red and yellow.

On the platform in the middle, there were ten figures dressed in blue. In the middle of it, there is still a space. Obviously, it's for the emperor in purple.

Xia Fukun doesn't care about these. He and Hua Duoduo find an empty seat and sit down. But he didn't expect that as soon as he sat down, he came across two yellow suit Ming soldiers.

Looking at Xia Fukun's white clothes, there was a little irony in his eyes.

"Stand up!"

One of the big yellow soldiers looked at Xia Fukun disdainfully and told him.

Xia Fukun:

tell the truth.

He hasn't been provoked like this in a long time. There was a little impatience in his eyes.

And after that, the soldier in yellow clothes was a little upset to see Xia Fukun still sitting there.

"What? It's stuck to the seat, isn't it? Can't understand Laozi or how? "

This big yellow soldier has a big voice. This speech, the eyes of those yellow clothes Ming soldiers around also all delivered.

At the beginning, when we saw that the Yellow soldier was facing a white soldier, we were still praying for the white soldier. But on second thought.

No!

How could the Ming soldiers in white come to participate in this Ming martial arts ceremony?

If there are any

Many people think of Xia Fukun who, a few days ago, took the staff of the registration office with a platform and hit him with no fighting power.

Take a closer look, sure enough... Zhenima is Xia Fukun!

At present, these soldiers did not dare to remind the soldier, but moved around one after another.

Looking at the yellow clothes soldiers around moving position.

The big yellow soldier didn't think so.

He just arrived here today. He was ready to find a seat after signing up in a hurry. As a result, all around him were Ming warriors in yellow. Although this time, he was confident that he would challenge Ming warriors in red. However, at present, everyone is of the same level, and he is not good at acting too much, right?

But

At this time, a white soldier appeared in front of him. If you don't make trouble for him, who else can you make trouble for?

In his opinion, these yellow soldiers moved their seats one after another. They should be worried that they might hurt them by attacking the white soldiers. However, it's a little strange that how do these people know that they have the strength of the red Samurai?

It doesn't matter.

The big yellow soldier sneered and looked at Xia Fukun with a smile in front of him.

"Are you deaf?"

With that, he stretched out his hand to Xia Fukun, trying to lift him up.

It was also at this time that a hand was on his wrist.

He looked at the yellow clothes soldier who suddenly shot, and his eyes showed a trace of discomfort.

"Do you mind your own business?"

The yellow clothes hell warrior, naturally, is sitting on the edge of Xia Fukun's flowers. He knows where it is and what occasion it is now, but in his heart, Xia Fukun, no matter how big the basket will be, as long as he is not happy, he will have to make a world shaking! Thinking of this, he squeezed out a smile:

"Brother, think twice!"

The big yellow soldier gave a sneer, and in a moment, his arms began to work.All of a sudden, he threw the flower away.

"After the end of the Ming martial arts ceremony of Laozi, there will be the Ming warrior in red. What are you and I pretending to be?"

With these words, he extended another hand to Xia Fukun.

"It's very shameful to give me face, but it's shameless to pretend to be deaf, isn't it?"

However

What he didn't expect was that before he touched Xia Fukun, he felt that Xia Fukun's body was full of terrible pressure.

Involuntarily, knees bent, the big yellow suit Ming soldier knelt down directly toward Xia Fukun.

"Hiss"

There was a sound of cool air around. However, most people have seen Xia Fukun and Xuewu fight before, so it's no surprise.

How can you fight a strong man in the underworld without fighting back? Can you be bullied by a yellow underworld warrior?

"Do you have a mine at home? How dare you talk to me like this? "

Also at this time, Xia Fukun's head slightly stretched forward, looking at the big yellow soldier who knelt on the ground and couldn't move. He licked his dry lips with his tongue.

"You... What did you do to me?"

That big yellow soldier can't stand this grievance! At that time, he wanted to resist, but he didn't have the slightest strength. Can only look at Xia Fukun with a face of fear.

"Hand in all the treasures in the seal."

Xia Fukun grinned.

It was also with this smile that cracks appeared on the ground under the two knees of the big yellow soldier. The cracks, like cobwebs, spread around.

At the knee of this big yellow soldier, blood overflows.

"I... I don't have a baby."

This big yellow soldier is also in a circle, but he can roughly know that the white soldier in front of him is very strong, absolutely, not what he can deal with!

And hear the other side say no money, Xia Fukun is also frowning displeased. Then, under the gaze of countless eyes around him, he raised his palm slightly, and the body of the big yellow soldier floated up and stood on his head, constantly shaking.

From the seal of mountains and seas, a pile of miscellaneous things fell out.

Xia Fukun took a look and found that NIMA was innocent and poor.

At the moment, Xia Fukun also lost interest. As soon as he raised his hand, the big yellow soldier was directly thrown away by him

Eyes, once again fell on another and this big man came over with the yellow clothes Ming soldiers.

"Are you here to grab a seat, too?"