Chapter 89

"Keke, young master Fusu is a good man of profound cultivation." The injured Li Hou said so.

"Ha ha, I don't know that brother monkey Li has the power of the first World War."

"Willing to bow to the downwind" finish saying, faltering off the stage.

"This game will help Su win." The referee on the stage announced the result immediately.

"Monkey, are you ok?" Li Hou, who got off the stage, was quickly held by Hu Hai.

"Thank you for your concern. I just suffered some internal injuries. I'll be fine after a short rest."

"Well, I told you to go up and give up. Why don't you listen?"

"Young master, if you know that a person's strong stool dare not fight, I'm afraid my cultivation is here."

Hu Hai also knew this, but seeing his brother like this, he was still a little sad. "I have a bottle of good healing pills here. Take it first."

"Young master, this is what you finally asked for from martial uncle Cui. You prepared it for this contest. Now give it to me." Li Hou's face is unbelievable.

Hu Hai smile, "nothing, I have more."

"Well, thank you very much, young master." Then he took the medicine bottle, poured out a golden pill, and breathed cross legged after swallowing it.

"I don't know which brother is willing to challenge." Fu Su glanced at all the people under the stage. When he saw Hu Hai, he stayed on him for a while. It was obviously easy to see the meaning.

But Hu Hai is not moved, there is no intention to go on stage, time goes by, the referee frowned on the stage.

"If there is no one to take part in this competition, Fu Su will be the first one." There is no way for the referee to say this after consulting Han Xuan.

The eyebrows of those who have reached the level of flying swords under the stage are wrinkled inadvertently. This sentence is also forcing them to take the stage now.

"Ha ha, I'm not talented. I'd like to ask Mr. Fusu for advice." After a while of silence, a burst of laughter came out in the field, and the speaker was already on the big stage.

"Please" Fusu made a please gesture.

"Well, that would offend."

"Look, look, there are experts on the stage again." A group of people who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos made a fuss, which reduced the number of people who were watching the competition of other disciples by more than half.

"Han Xianren, I think the most important part of this competition is in the No.1 challenge arena. There are only a few people in the other challenge arena." On the high platform, Qin Shihuang said with a smile.

"Ha ha, your majesty, what you want to say is Fusu. It's just that he has to face so many experts alone, so the chance of winning the first prize is not big."

"Oh, who do you think has a better chance?"

"I think your youngest son has a better chance of winning."

"Hu Hai, can he win the first prize?"

"Ha ha, wait and see."

"Boom"

The fierce collision on the stage made the dust flying all over the sky.

... "Mr. Fusu is a man of profound cultivation. I feel inferior to him."

"Brother Wang is not bad either, but he is late in cultivation. I believe he will catch up with me soon."

"Master Fusu doesn't have to comfort him. If you lose, you lose." Then he walked slowly down the stage.

"Ah, young master Fusu has won another round. I think he will reach the top in this contest."

"Cut, I don't believe he can compete with so many experts. It's only a matter of time before he loses."

"Yes, although Fu Su is powerful, he can't compete with so many experts at the same time."

"No, no, I'm sure that you can help Mr. Su to get on that stage. He must have some trump card that doesn't work."

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