Yang Fei thought in his heart, and glanced at Shi Meizi, who made a grimace at him, indescribably naughty and cute.Shi Meizi secretly put her mouth to the side of Yang Fei's left ear."
Don't look at me like that, my mother told me that my father is a Chinese, and I can be regarded as half Chinese."
Yang Fei was taken aback, he didn't expect that a royal princess of the Sang Kingdom would have Chinese blood.He just wanted to ask what was going on, but Shi Meizi immediately covered her ears."
Don't ask me, I don't know anything, it's a secret, I told you when you were a good friend."
Yang Fei nodded, the royal princess of the Sang Kingdom actually had the blood of the Chinese.This is a big scandal.It must not be leaked.The two walked into Arena 04.The arena was packed, densely packed with spectators, surrounding the ring in the center.Under the ring, a warrior wearing a Chinese robe spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground, looking very miserable.Yang Fei understood as soon as he looked at the seal logo on his sleeve.This guy is a warrior of the Hongmen Alliance, and he didn't expect to suffer a crushing defeat here.He looked at the ring, and saw a thin and extremely powerful Sang Guo warrior in the ring, raising his hands on it.He was receiving the cheers of the crowd, and he looked very arrogant.Yang Fei looked at this guy and snorted coldly.He has been successfully promoted to the title of champion, and according to the rules, he only accepts the challenge of others and does not have to take the initiative to compete.But as the leading elder of the Hongmen, the Hongmen disciple was injured, and Yang Fei couldn't stand idly by.He just wanted to climb into the ring, and a figure with a straight waist, like a javelin, walked into the ring step by step.When Yang Fei looked at the man, he was immediately overjoyed.The silhouette of the man seemed to be carved out of marble, handsome and cool, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a look of determination.This person is none other than Fan Yi.Yang Fei didn't expect that Fan Yi would also come.He looked around, looked at a corner under the ring, and sure enough, he saw the rogue masters of the evil dragons.A crazy knife with a beard on his face, fat and fat, and a simple Cui Xiang.Long Xia, who looks like a black leopard, has a big head, a short body, and the three swords with extraordinary bearing, as well as Shen Feng, Phantom Wolf and others are all there.Everyone looked at the ring happily, and their spirits were flying.Yang Fei likes it in his heart.According to Yang Fei's military order, it would be a few more days before the evil dragon master arrived.It is estimated that this group of guys was really bored waiting, so they arrived at the Martial Arts Golden Sword Conference in advance.Fan Yi got into the ring, and a group of rogue masters of the Crazy Knife were loudly coaxing below.Crazy knife blowing beard glared at him, laughed, and cheered for Fan Yi."
Fan Yi, catch the soft eggs of the little devils, take a good look at you."
The words of the crazy knife caused a group of evil dragon masters to burst into laughter.Shen Feng whistled a sharp whistle, and he was in a good shape.Fan Yi stood quietly in the ring, as if he hadn't heard the words of the crazy knife at all, and the hustle and bustle under the ring was deaf to him.Yang Fei couldn't help but secretly admire.Fan Yi's talent is not too high, but his diligence and tenacity are essential qualities for a top martial arts master.The karate master opposite Fan Yi, looking at Fan Yi's appearance, seemed to know that he had encountered a strong opponent.His eyes were fixed on Fan Yi, and a cruel and bloodthirsty meaning flashed in his eyes.The audience under the ring held their breath and looked at the two masters in the ring.After two days of martial arts competition, a rule has almost been formed.As long as the masters of Sang Kingdom and the Chinese warriors meet together, they will definitely fight to the death, and the two sides will never show mercy.Therefore, as long as the Chinese master and karate martial artist compete on the same stage, the losing side is often seriously injured.In this battle, win or lose, but also divide life and death!
The atmosphere became solemn, and the air seemed to stop flowing.Everyone held their breath and looked at the ring.The warrior of the Sang Kingdom attacked first, his body like a hunting cheetah, and he pounced straight at Fan Yi.Fan Yi looked at him quietly, motionless.The eyes are as pure as water.The figure of the warrior of the Sang Kingdom, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, rushed to Fan Yi's side.Taking advantage of the forward momentum, he kicked Fan Yi directly in the chest with a heart-piercing leg.Bang!
The thunder rolled in the air, and the legs of the karate warriors kicked the air, making the onlookers let out a sky-shattering cheer.Whether it is martial arts skills or strong strength, this karate master can be regarded as a first-class master.Fan Yi watched his heart-piercing leg kick over, hugging his palms weakly.The power of his whole body, with a constant and endless smell, sealed the left foot of this karate master.Yang Fei couldn't help but shout hello.He could see at a glance that I was the starting hand of the Great Sumeru Palm.The mental method of the Great Sumeru Palm makes the whole body power like a wheel spinning, which is the most suitable for restraining this kind of direct attack.Sure enough, in the next second, the direct kick of the Sang State warrior involuntarily deviated from the direction, and the violent power suddenly melted away.Fan Yi grabbed his left leg, spun it slightly, and fell out violently.The body of the Sang State warrior soared into the air, and Fan Yi bowed up, like a long arrow shot out, and caught up with the Sang State warrior in mid-air.His inch fist came out like a storm, attacking the warrior of the Sang Kingdom.Everyone only heard the banging sound, and in an instant, Fan Yi attacked at least hundreds of punches, all of which hit the body of this Sang State martial artist.Bang!
The two landed together, and Fan Yi's whole person took root with a calm momentum.His whole body was like a javelin of a hundred battles, stuck in the ground.And the karate warrior was lying on the ground, and there was no place in his body intact.All his bones were shattered by Fan Yi, and he was completely paralyzed at this moment, like a dead dog.In the No. 04 Arena, at this moment, it became very silent, and all the people were speechless.From the attack of the Sang State warrior, to Fan Yi throwing him out, and then crippling this guy with his fists.The whole process of the jousting did not take more than a minute.The big upheaval was implemented too quickly, and everyone didn't react."
Well played!"
In the silence, the mad knife screamed loudly, waking everyone up.Everyone cheered and applauded enthusiastically.Fan Yi looked at the people under the ring coldly, without saying a word, like a statue.The referee went over and raised his left hand in the air while declaring Fan Yi the winner.The crowd clapped and cheered, and the applause was like thunder.The Martial Arts Golden Sword Conference is so cruel, the winner is infinitely beautiful, and the loser is defeated.A group of evil dragon rogue soldier kings shouted and congratulated Fan Yi loudly.Fan Yi glanced at everyone lightly, turned around and was about to walk out of the ring.At this moment, a gloomy voice spread through everyone's ears."
Please stay, Ihei Kimura will ask Your Excellency for advice."
With this cold voice, a young man jumped into the ring lightly.I saw that his cheeks were wrapped in bandages, but his eyes looked unusually clear and calm.As soon as Kimura Izpei's name was announced, there was a sudden uproar under the ring.