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Li Wanshu and Su Tian were discussing about that strange master when they heard a girl's voice and cheerful footsteps.

"Brother Li, tomorrow there will be a martial arts competition in front of Fangyue Building, why don't we go and see?" Su Yuehua called Su Tianyi obediently as he walked, his tone full of excitement for joining in the fun.

"Contest to recruit relatives? I don't plan to want that girl, what are you doing in the past?" Li Wanshu said helplessly at first, then he was taken aback as if thinking of something, and said to Su Yuehua, "...Wait a minute, why don't you Maybe I want to disguise myself as a man again..."

Su Yuehua was startled, and hurriedly interrupted Li Wanshu's words that were about to blurt out, looked at her father with a guilty conscience, and then said: "That's Ruoqing's martial arts contest to recruit relatives, why am I making trouble?!"

Li Wanshu raised his eyebrows when he heard this familiar name.

Ruoqing, the only female disciple among the dead disciples under the head of the Fuling Sect, announced the martial arts competition outside Fangyue Building to recruit relatives two days ago. The head of the Fuling Sect did not start the matter. , but Ruojia Patriarch's words.

Although everyone doesn't know why this happened so suddenly, but Miss Ruo's family has a shy face and good martial arts, so many people usually think of winning a smile from a beautiful woman.At this moment, martial arts competitions and recruiting relatives naturally became lively.

When Su Yuehua and the others reached Fangyue Building.There are already three or four circles of people around the arena for martial arts competitions and relatives. The people who are crowded in the front are mostly preparing to fight, and the people who are chatting and laughing in the back are just waiting to watch the fun. Among them are disciples from various sects.

Li Wanshu stood on the far side and watched. In the middle of the arena sat Ruo Fang, the Patriarch of the Ruo Family, and next to him was Ruo Qing in a lavender dress.

At this time, Ruoqing was obviously not very happy, she moved her eyes left and right, scanning the surrounding crowd as if looking for someone.

Li Wanshu smiled, and asked Su Yuehua: "Miss Ruo, are you looking for Mr. Fu? But it seems that he hasn't arrived yet."

Su Yuehua was in high spirits: "Hehe. The ones in the arena at the scene will definitely not be the sum of Mr. Fu's generals. He doesn't like trouble. He probably won't go on stage until they have discussed it all over."

Along the way, Su Yuehua had already talked about the matter of Mr. Fu who proposed marriage to Ruoqing, but due to the status of the salary and other reasons, the head of Ruojia did not agree.It's about fighting in the ring, if he can be the last one to agree to the marriage.

Li Wanshu knew that even though he hadn't met that person face to face, those who could get acquainted with Ah Yun probably wouldn't be of a decent family.

This martial arts competition started quickly under the auspices of the head of the Ruo family. Most of the people who came up were disciples of some sects. Of course, there were also a few who came to test the water.

The martial arts that came up in the front are not high, but at least they are still a bit attractive, and the crowd applauded and booed with dignity.

Ruoqing became even more restless, looking at those people who gave her all kinds of flattering smiles on stage, she could only barely show a smile, Ruofang glanced at her, then turned her attention to the people fighting in the ring, and said: " It seems that your Mr. Fu is not doing well, it has been an hour and he has not been seen, so is such a person worthy of your entrustment?"

Ruoqing gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"I think that Chen Shaoxia on the field is not bad, the martial arts of the disciples of the Green Sword Sect are not weak, and the Chen family is also a big family." Ruofang continued.

At this time, the situation in the arena suddenly changed. A big man with a fat head and big ears, holding a sword suddenly jumped in from outside the arena, knocking down Chen Shaoxia who was in the arena within a moment.

The audience outside the arena was stunned for a moment, and then a burst of shouts broke out.

"Hahaha! Thank you very much!" The big man stretched his upper body, scratched his head foolishly, patted his fleshy chest and laughed, then turned his head to look at Ruoqing, who was sitting on the high platform, who had already slipped her tongue, and acted presumptuously. Said: "Miss Ruo, I have admired you for a long time! After finally getting this opportunity, I will definitely not let you down!"

"Who gave him hope! This fat man!" Su Yuehua in the audience yelled dissatisfiedly, "How can he be worthy of Ruoqing with his reckless appearance!"

Li Wanshu raised his eyebrows, and was about to sigh, but turned his eyes to the crowd on the right.

However, it is full of people watching the show, and there is nothing special about it.But just now it is clear that Youdao is not really friendly, the aura is very close to him, could it be an illusion?But the targeted meaning in this breath was not aimed at him.

Sure enough, this incident shocked a lot of people, did the group of unknown people make any moves?

After such a delay, the big man on the stage had already beaten up the six people who came up to the stage, and threw them off the stage with one hand. The six-game winning streak is already very remarkable for an individual, and those people who were eager to try were gnashing their teeth. They don't want Miss Ruojia to put such a flower on cow dung, but it's a pity that they are not even as good as this pile of cow dung.

Sitting on the high platform, Ruoqing's mood was even more complicated. Of course, she hoped that Fu Qi could come up to challenge this big man, but she was also afraid that even Fu Qi would not be his opponent.

"Who else wants to come up and fight next time?!" The big man was very arrogant, he thrust his sword into the ground, and showed a smirk proudly.

Fu Qi was standing silently in the crowd, but Su Yuehua guessed half right, he was indeed waiting for the last guy on the stage, that would save a lot of trouble, but more importantly, he was in the crowd Something abnormal was found.

There were two unidentified guys with good martial arts mixed in, and they looked at the disciples of the righteous sect and the head of the Ruo family on the high platform intentionally or unintentionally.

He also heard from Ruoqing that recently there seemed to be strange guys making troubles among the righteous ways of the Central Plains, trying to infiltrate the various sects without anyone noticing, anyway, it was definitely not a good thing.

Fu Qi happened to see the yelling, reckless man on the stage raise one foot and was about to walk out of the crowd, but a figure stepped onto the stage faster than him.

This person has a tall and straight figure, and his steps are calm. Seen from behind, he is no different from those outstanding disciples of the orthodox sect, but his way of getting on the stage is very honest, without any fancy light work, just relying on a pair of human legs to walk up step by step.

Li Wanshu in the audience glanced up casually, but suddenly turned his gaze back, frowning at the person who was standing with his back facing him.

The man who just came up was very polite, he bowed his hands to Ruoqing who was on the ring, and then turned around to salute the big man.

"Which family and faction, report your name!" The big man took a look at the stature of the unlucky ghost, who was completely of the type who would be knocked down with one punch, so he had no intention of taking a knife.

"My surname is... Fu. I have no family or sect. Please give me some advice." The man surnamed Fu shook his left hand as he spoke, pulled out the saber hanging by his side, and held the sword very smoothly. flower.

With just this subconscious action, the two people in the audience instantly recognized the origin of this guy who claimed to be surnamed Fu.

Is it... Ah Yun?The man he thought he would never see again.

At this time, Li Wanshu turned a blind eye to all the hustle and bustle around him, only saw this person in his eyes, and silently squeezed the broken bone fan in his hand.

No matter how many layers of skin the man put on his face, he would never mistake his actions, his tone of voice... However, he only appeared for a moment in such a gaffe, because he didn't know if Ah Yun hated him already. To the bone.

The big guy on the ring was ready to fight, but he heard the seemingly vulnerable man on the opposite side say, "Don't you have a knife?"

The big man smiled contemptuously: "Do you need a knife?"

The man surnamed Fu raised his eyebrows and said, "If you really don't need it, I'll wait a while because I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to take the knife."

The big man said in his heart that since this man wanted to seek death, he couldn't let him go, so he grabbed the knife with his big hand and put it on his shoulder: "Let's start!"

The next moment, the wobbly Mr. Fu leaped forward lightly, and the big man swung his big knife and slashed at the opponent's body fiercely.

This is simply a battle between giants and ordinary people. A big knife is half as wide as Mr. Fu's. Thinking of the fate of the previous fighters, everyone can't help but look sideways, with expressions of unbearable expression on their faces.

But there was a 'slap' sound, something broke out of the ring, shattered along an arc, and suddenly fell down the stage!

Everyone backed away again and again, and the thing that went into the ground a few inches deep turned out to be a big knife in the hands of a big man.

On the ring stage, the members of the Ruo family were astonished.

In the arena, the unarmed big man was being beaten helplessly by Mr. Fu with the hilt of his sword, yes, just with the hilt of his sword. It was broken at the sound.

"I give up!" The big man grabbed his trousers and screamed hoarsely, "I give up!"

Mr. Fu put his sword back into its sheath, and his movements were clean and neat. Facing the cheers from the audience, he seemed not surprised: "Thank you, everyone, thank you."

But the man turned to look at Ruoqing on the high platform again, and said with a smile, "Miss Ruo, it's too easy to win from below. I wonder if Miss Ruo has someone she chooses in her heart? Why don't you let him come up and compete with me in a fair and square manner?" field?"

Ruoqing's face turned pale immediately, she could tell that this person's swordsmanship was good, more than a little stronger than that big guy just now.

Seventh brother... can he beat this person?

Fuqi came to the stage under Ruoqing's worried eyes, and he had a bad look on his face. He didn't show any courtesy to the guy with a strange face on the ring, but just said directly: "Do you want to admit defeat?"

"You came up here to fight, why? You want to threaten me with words?" The young master said confidently, ignoring Fu Qi's increasingly dull face and the faint glare in his eyes.

Fu Qi drew out his weapon, thinking about how to beat this guy who deliberately made trouble and throw him into the river to feed the fish.

This Young Master Fu was not only arrogant in words, but also very proactive in his actions. Compared with the recovery who stood on the stage without moving his fingers for a long time, he drew his sword and attacked with one step.

Fuqi Hengdao dealt with it calmly and unambiguously passed dozens of tricks with the opponent. The back and forth between you and me can be described as suspenseful, which made the audience cheer and applaud endlessly.

The two of them on the ring were full of joy, and that was probably because the recovery didn't use any internal energy. He was just trying to see how much that guy could grow without seeing him for half a year, and then after seeing the rather smug expression on the face of Mr. Fu , he made a decisive decision and decided to avenge the old and new hatred together, so as to cause someone a big loss.

The spectators saw that Fu Qi suddenly raised his hand and sprang up from the ground, swinging a big knife tightly, and the speed became faster and faster, and then the cold light flashed, and the back of the knife swung towards Mr. Fu's space.

Everyone thought that if this blow was successful, Mr. Fu would definitely be sent flying out of the ring, and Fu Qi did have this intention.

However, at the next moment, a touch of blue rushed onto the ring with lightning speed, and pulled Mr. Fu who was about to step off the stage in embarrassment. Such a small step just happened to allow the latter to avoid the knife.

There were bursts of discussion in the audience, and pairs of eyes were sizing up the person who suddenly entered the ring.

The man in Tsing Yi who acted rudely and interrupted the fight turned around and cupped his hands at the two people on the high platform: "If the master, if the girl, my friend has already surrendered, and the master will belong to that one!" The young hero got it."

The discussion in the audience became louder, but Fu Qi on the ring took it for granted. He was sure of the champion, but he could understand that someone was reluctant to lose face.

Ruoqing on the high platform couldn't recognize the kind of hero Fu Gongzi was, but she definitely knew Li Wanshu, and she was quite impressed by this man who repeatedly blocked her from getting close to the person she admired, but she really didn't understand this. What happened once it came out.

Luo Xingyun naturally recognized who it was the moment someone approached him, but only after that person spoke, it seemed that a certain memory was awakened from the bottom of his heart.

The man is still alive, can eat, jump and run.

But in order to make himself let go of everything and forget about that person, he deliberately didn't ask for any news about that person.

During the past six months, he kept telling himself that the man was dead, under his palm.

Su Yuehua in the audience looked at the two people standing side by side in confusion, and suddenly felt that Mr. Fu's back was very familiar, as if a long time ago, the two people should have been at such a distance, naturally stand together.

Without waiting for anyone's consent, Li Wanshu stretched out his hand to buckle Mr. Fu, wrapped his arms around his waist, and swept away from the arena with his lightness kung fu.

Patriarch Ruojia looked at the leisurely and contented figure standing on the ring, with an extremely complicated expression on his face. Although he was worried about this unknown person, he was also surprised by the opponent's martial arts with ease.

At the same time as winning the ring, Ruoqing also agreed that this was said by him, the head of the family, and the whole family witnessed it, so now he had no choice but to accept it, and his niece was overjoyed when he glanced at it, and there was also a smile on the ring stage. Ruofang sighed at the guy's gentle gaze.

Women's colleges do not stay.

Li Wanshu brought him to the suburbs, and he had only recovered for a few days, and he was unlikely to be able to run too far with the two of them, so when he left the town, he put him down.

But as soon as he let go, the Mr. Fu turned around and left without saying a word.

"Ayun?" Li Wanshu called out, but the man walked away without looking back.

"You've got the wrong person." There was a light waving sentence in front of him. Mr. Fu walked very calmly, but his speed showed that Li Wanshu was like a scourge, so he couldn't avoid it.