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ten o'clock.

stadium.

Feng Wudao, who was wearing a black double-breasted jacket and mille-layer cloth shoes, dressed in standard martial arts style, walked from the stands to the middle of the gymnasium.

His expression was very indifferent, because his combat effectiveness was slightly higher than that of Huang Lianying.

Even without yesterday's challenge, he was sure to defeat Qin Yu.

Not to mention, Qin Yu and Huang Lianying were both injured and had almost no fighting power.

"Qin Yu, come on!"

Lu Wenrou patted Qin Yu's arm gently.

"Well, I will give Feng Wudao a surprise!"

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he deliberately "limped" and walked down the stand.

Many people admired Qin Yu's willpower, even though he was so injured, he still dared to accept the invitation to compete with Feng Martial Arts.

"Haha, brother, why are you doing this?"

After Feng Wudao waited for Qin Yu to approach, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The Shenzhao Sutra is not originally your Qin family's thing. Wouldn't it be better to hand it over and share it with everyone? I have to go to the discarding place. This step of fate?"

"Yes, the Shen Zhao Sutra doesn't belong to our Qin family. But it doesn't belong to your Martial Alliance either. If I want to give it to you, I'll give it to you. If I don't want to give it to you, you have to grab it, right?"

Qin Yu looked at Feng Wudao and said coldly.

"The law of the jungle and survival of the fittest are the rules of the game in this society. Don't tell me, you want me to teach you such a simple truth?"

Feng Wudao couldn't help but frowned when he saw that Qin Yu still looked indifferent.

In his opinion, it is not difficult to defeat Qin Yu, but what is difficult is how to pry his mouth open. This kid's mouth is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

"I don't want to listen to your gangster logic. Let me ask you, did you kill my grandfather?"

Qin Yu looked at Feng Wudao closely, his eyes flashing with cold light, and his fists were slightly clenched, suppressing the pain in his heart.

My grandfather's old, kind face kept flashing through my mind.

"So what? Who told that old guy not to appreciate praise!"

Feng Wudao said with disdain.

It's like an ant. You trample its parents and grandfather to death. When it says it wants revenge on you, will you take it to heart?

"good very good."

Qin Yu gritted his teeth: "You want the Divine Illumination Scripture, right? Come on, knock me down first!"

"Hmph, with your appearance, I can crush you to death with just one finger!"

Feng Wudao stretched out his index finger and quickly poked Qin Yu's eyebrows.

If he had to go all out to deal with a weakling with bandages all over his body and no fighting ability at all, then where would he put his face as the deputy leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance?

"Swish"

"Crack."

Just when everyone thought that there was no doubt that Qin Yu would be defeated by Feng Wudao with just one finger, an accident happened.

Qin Yu took the initiative to rush forward, grabbed Feng Wudao's index finger, and broke it hard.

At the same time, the other hand clenched into a fist and hit Feng Wudao's throat.

"Hiss!"

By the time Feng Wudao reacted, his index finger had been broken by Qin Yu, but he raised his arm to block Qin Yu's heavy punch. If it hit his throat, it would definitely kill him instantly.

Despite this, he still took a step back slightly embarrassed.

He looked at Qin Yu with a shocked face: "Why are you stronger than yesterday?"

"secret."

Qin Yu finished speaking calmly and walked towards Feng Wudao step by step: "I don't know if Guiying told you or not, but I swore that I would use your head to pay tribute to my grandfather."

"Boy, why are you so arrogant? I was careless just now!"

Feng Wudao said angrily.

"What's going on?"

In the stands, Tang Xuanwu blinked his eyes, his face full of astonishment.

Qin Yu was able to defeat Huang Lianying yesterday, which shocked him. However, after a night's rest, not only did his combat effectiveness recover, but he was even able to force Feng Wudao back. Isn't this too false?

"Hehe, it seems that dual cultivation with women with extremely yin physiques has really made great progress for Qin Yu. How about we find a few more women with extremely yin physiques to accompany Qin Yu in dual cultivation and smash him hard? Forget about becoming a master of Dan Bao, who would dare to bully him?"

Miao Xian'er rolled her big, bright eyes with a somewhat proud smile on her face.

"Well, miss, even if he can find a second woman with a very yin physique, and practice double cultivation with my uncle, his gains will not be so great. Only the first time is the best!"

Grandma Ghost couldn't help but remind her.

"Hehe. I just said that casually. I am very satisfied with Qin Yu's current condition."

Miao Xianer said with a smile.

at this time.

hotel.

Yan Mingyu and Zhou Zixuan were sitting by the window. There was a mobile phone in the middle of the table, which was broadcasting the entire fight between Qin Yu and Feng Wudao.

"Mr. Yan, it's time to fulfill your promise, let's have a drink!"

Zhou Zixuan poured a full glass of red wine for Yan Mingyu and pushed it in front of her.

Seeing the otherworldly temperament of the woman in front of him, he couldn't wait to strip her naked and conquer her until he cried.

"Look, the two of them started fighting again. If I hadn't told Feng Wudao to let go, do you think your bodyguard could have forced the deputy leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance to retreat in the first round?"

In fact, Zhou Zixuan was also quite puzzled as to why Qin Yu was so fierce that he could break off Feng Wudao's fingers.

But this is not important, as long as Yan Mingyu believes that it was she who asked Feng Wudao to let go.

"Mr. Yan, drink quickly! Otherwise, I will call Feng Wudao and ask him to kill your bodyguard!"

Zhou Zixuan stared closely at Yan Mingyu's slender and tight body, his eyes full of desire.

"Okay, I'll drink!"

Yan Mingyu bit her teeth, picked up a full glass of red wine and drank it.

A little red wine flowed down her fair chin and into her charming career line, making the fire in Zhou Zixuan's heart burn.

He looked at Yan Mingyu eagerly, hoping that she would get drunk after just one drink.

"If Qin Yu can walk out of the gym safely, I will drink most of the remaining bottle!"

Yan Mingyu wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and said.

She knew her drinking limit was about the size of a bottle of red wine. By then, he might be drunk, but as soon as Qin Yu walks out of the gym, his bodyguards will rush into the hotel to rescue him.

Otherwise, did she really know that this was a fire pit and still stupidly jump into it?

"Okay, Mr. Yan, we have an agreement!"

Zhou Zixuan narrowed his eyes. As long as Yan Mingyu was drunk, wasn't he at his mercy?

"Then watch the live broadcast!"

Yan Mingyu turned her attention to the mobile phone. Qin Yu and Feng Wudao were already fighting.

The two were not very fast, but their punches and kicks were so heavy that they left many footprints on the ground, and grass clippings kept flying into the air.

Even through the screen, you can feel how dangerous this competition is.

boom.

Qin Yu's body swayed, and Feng Wudao punched him in the chest, causing him to retreat several meters.

"Mr. Yan, if you want your bodyguard to suffer less, just have another drink!"

Zhou Zixuan glanced at his phone and poured another glass of red wine.