One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 439
With the sound of the gong of 'Dangdang', today's competition begins.

The atmosphere of the entire competition field became tense, and everyone knew that today's competition would be completely different from the previous two days.

The five Yan Qingzhi had already found their seats and sat in a tea house not far below the ring.

At the beginning of the competition, everyone was in good shape, and there were not many people in the tea house.

Meng Yuchang leaned on her head, looked at Yan Qingzhi, and then at Yu Jinger, her eyes were about to roll up to the sky.

After a long while, seeing that Yan Qingzhi was about to drink up two bowls of herbal tea, he asked impatiently.

"You're not going up yet! The sun will come out later!"

Yan Qingzhi was too lazy to pay attention to her, and slowly drank the tea in the bowl. Mei Heng, who was in a wheelchair, stretched out his hand and poured Yan Qingzhi another bowl with the teapot.

Seeing his slender, white hands stretched out in front of him, Meng Yushang suddenly closed his mouth.

Guan Shao also put down the tea bowl in his hand, not knowing whether to appease Yan Qingzhi or explain it to Meng Yushang.

"Don't worry too much, there's only one day left!"

Yan Qingzhi smiled and shook his head.

"I can't wait for a day, by the way, whoever of you can help me take a look later, and if there is a suitable one, help me buy some, if you have money, you won't make it!"

As she spoke, she raised her chin towards Chaliao, who was gambling money not far away.

Guan Shao glanced at him and was about to speak, but Mei Heng was the first to speak.

"Okay! I'll buy you to win when you take the stage! But how much are you going to pay?"

The fan in his hand shook, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes looked in the direction of Yan Qingzhi, with a smile in his eyes, and Yan Qingzhi saw a deep feeling of affection.

Yan Qingzhi hurriedly raised her hand and pushed Mei Heng's face farther away, what a foul for a good-looking person!

"Ten coins! You lend me first... If you win, it's mine, and if you lose, it's yours!"

After speaking, she ignored Mei Heng's objection, picked up her gun case and walked out of the tea house.

At this moment, on the ring in front of her, a strong man with a height of nearly two meters was standing there carrying a large knife.

His hair, eyebrows, beard and beard were unmanaged, very messy, with a fierce look on his face, wearing a bunt, revealing his thick and powerful arms.

Not many people around are eager to try.

This person is not from Tianjing Division, nor is he the weakest among the forty contenders, but Yan Qingzhi chose him without hesitation.

For no other reason, the main reason is that there is a big gap between the two of them, and the casino's odds for Yan Qingzhi will be higher.

For this reason, Yan Qingzhi didn't even want to be a master of her own, she just pushed the crowd and squeezed past.

Someone was registering under the ring, because no one was on the stage for a long time, and he was feeling irritable. When he saw Yan Qingzhi, a little girl squeezed out of the crowd, he immediately smiled.

As for whether Yan Qingzhi can win or not, it is not their business, they are only responsible for not letting the scene cool down.

If it wasn't for Yan Qingzhi who jumped out recently, as usual, they would go out and beat the gongs to stir up the emotions of the surrounding warriors!
Yan Qingzhi put her hero post in front of the two of them, picked up the brush beside it, dipped in ink and waved her name on the life and death certificate beside it.

The entire name was written down in one stroke, and the mad cursive script with flying fighting spirit instantly overshadowed the momentum of everyone in front.

After taking the pen, Yan Qingzhi didn't turn her head back, she swung the brush back with her backhand, and the brush was firmly inserted back into the pen holder.

When the man standing on the ring looked at the person who came up, surprise flashed in his eyes, and the rough face hidden under the beard was slightly red.

This little girl can't beat me at first sight!

But she still came up!

She must have been moved by my strong demeanor...

Could it be that she loves me...

I must play well!

In an instant, thoughts appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously adjusted his posture to make the whole person look stronger.

Yan Qingzhi walked up the stairs step by step. After coming up, she did not forget to look at the tea house where she came from. The people under the ring have already moved. Yan Qingzhi's name has been heard by many people recently, after all Standing behind her is a team of professional storytellers, which has taken up a lot of public opinion. I heard that Uncle He has recently started to contact the drama troupe and wants to arrange those stories into a play!
In this way, Yan Qingzhi's reputation has naturally risen again.

However, such disadvantages are also very obvious.

Although everyone knew who she was when they heard her name, no one thought she had strength.

Now if I look at the real person again, the good girl is so young and beautiful, the strength stories are all fake, and it is most likely to gain a reputation.

Jianghu people, fame is much more important than Billy!

So when Yan Qingzhi's name spread, the odds soared instantly, and no one thought she could win over another person in the ring.

In order to win higher odds for herself, Yan Qingzhi was not in a hurry to prove anything. As soon as she got into the ring, she surrendered to the person on the opposite side.

"Yan Qingzhi, Poyun Gun, came to ask for advice!"

The man on the opposite side slammed his mouth, and he didn't match the name he had heard in the restaurant a few days ago with the person in front of him, but he still raised his head and returned the salute to Yan Qingzhi, saying loudly.

"Bawangquan Guanwu."

Yan Qingzhi nodded with a smile.

"Happy meeting!"

Seeing her being so polite, the man was a little naive and didn't know how to deal with it. He frowned, the expression on his face looked even more fierce, he nodded vigorously, and only choked out a word.

"Please!"

His sound exploded like a thunderous explosion, causing a roar of applause under the ring.

Yan Qingzhi waved his hand to remove his gun case, waved his hand to shake off the straps wrapped around it, and set it up on the ring.

The black lacquered wooden box was heavy and stable, and after a dull sound, it stood upright like a monument.

"bring it on!"

As soon as Yan Qingzhi's voice fell, he took the lead in attacking, and stepped forward to go straight to Guan Wu.

The black lacquered wooden box was still standing there, and Yan Qingzhi had no intention of opening it.

In the face of a tall and strong person like Guan Wu, he even directly met the enemy with fists and gave up the advantage of weapons!

Guan Wu's face also sank. Although there was a lot of charm in his heart, there was no such thing as Lianxiangxiyu in his straightforward head.

Seeing Yan Qingzhi attacking, he instantly opened his fist, and when his heavy fist was clenched, he looked no smaller than Yan Qingzhi's head.

Yan Qingzhi, who was already very tall, looked slender and delicate in comparison with the person opposite, and her fair fist seemed to be fluttering.

Guan Wu stepped out and waved his fist to meet him.

The fists of the two seemed to collide without any fancy skills, and many people in the ring exclaimed, showing shock and excitement at Yan Qingzhi's impulsiveness as soon as he came up.

However, Yan Qingzhi's punch was only a feint, but to shorten the distance, when he turned around, the other hand had already caught the opponent's punch.

(End of this chapter)