Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 30

The friction between the younger brothers and younger sisters and other disciples from the two peaks did not attract Fei Yun's attention.

In his opinion, the conflict between several people is nothing more than a few quarrels. As for meeting to discuss and discuss, it is also very common in the sect.Regardless of victory or defeat, at most it is just a little bit of flesh and blood injury.

Luo Lin is not very interested in fighting. He just broke through a few days ago, and he wants to take advantage of these two days to stabilize his realm.

But the bet of 100 taels of gold made Liu Xiaolu very excited. Among the new disciples of the sect, there is no one with a higher realm than Luo Lin. This so-called bet is simply a door-to-door gift of money!
As for kneeling and apologizing, it was not in her consideration at all.Please, not only is his skill absolutely suppressed, but Luo Lin usually practices hard and is proficient in martial arts, how could he lose!
Under the lure of a lot of money, Liu Xiaolu tried his best, and finally got Luo Lin to agree to the fight proposed by Fang Gan.

The next afternoon, the two rushed to Yuehua Terrace as agreed.

Yuehua Terrace is located on Yuehua Peak, the main peak of Muyue Mountain.Although the name is Yuehua Terrace, it is not an ordinary platform, but a huge venue composed of several bluestone platforms of different sizes in the middle of Yuehua Peak.

The largest platform in the middle is thirty or forty feet wide, and it is surrounded by five smaller platforms, about ten feet in size.

As soon as the two entered the arena, they saw a dozen people surrounded by the small platform on the left.

The group of people wore uniform blue disciple costumes, headed by two young men and women, surrounded by a dozen or so young men and women of similar age.

"Look, they are coming!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Hey, let our Senior Brother Fang teach these little bastards of Bright Moon Peak a good lesson today." A skinny male disciple with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes nodded and bowed and flattered.

"Yo, there's another little girl, senior brother Fang is going to destroy flowers with his hands." Another male disciple with a yellow face saw Liu Xiaolu following Luo Lin, and teased in a strange way.

"I don't hit women." Fang Ganbai glanced at the speaker, and walked out with a haughty expression.

Liu Xiaolu looked at Fang Gan with a smile, he is a very kind person!You must have a good attitude towards the boss and serve with a smile!
Looking around for a week, I saw that the group of people were smiling and gloating.

In such a big battle, they don't know whether they will still laugh after being beaten up by Luo Lin.

Fang Gan walked up to Luo Lin and stood still, without even looking at Liu Xiaolu, he said with a haughty attitude, "Luo Lin, right? Two wins in three rounds, or one round to decide the outcome, you choose."

Fang Gan had also heard about Luo Lin's identity, but he obviously didn't have a good impression of this so-called cousin, and he didn't even have any intention of admitting his relatives.

"One round, I'm in a hurry."

Luo Lin didn't care much about the other party's attitude. From his point of view, this time he was just accompanying Liu Xiaolu to earn some extra money, and he would go back to practice kung fu sooner.

Fang Gan frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied with Luo Lin's self-confidence, but it was hard to say anything at this time, so he could only say dryly: "Please."

"Brother Gan, come on! Beat these two annoying guys to the ground!" Li Qingwu cheered Fang Gan in the crowd.

The two boarded the platform, one left and one right facing each other, and each took out their weapons.

Fang Gan's weapons are two red gold scimitars, with two cat's eye-sized rubies inlaid on the scarlet handles, and the golden arc-shaped blades, which look more majestic and majestic under the afternoon sun. .

And Luo Lin untied the sword case that had been carried behind his back all the time, and took out a silver long sword from the sword case. This sword was given to him by Hu Fengzhu. It was called Bai Zhan. The sword body was two fingers wide and three feet long. No frills of frills.

"Be careful!" Fang Gan shouted, and rushed towards Luo Lin, wielding two scimitars.

Luo Lin didn't rush, and started to use the spirit fox steps, his steps were staggered, and he easily avoided Fang Gan's double knives with a twist.

Fang Gan didn't feel discouraged when he missed a hit, and quickly slashed out with two knives in his hands again, one left and one right sealed Luo Lin's movement, trying to force him to take this move head-on.

Luo Lin saw Fang Gan's intentions, but he didn't panic at all. He jumped up, slashed at one of the scimitars with a sword, and kicked at the other with a flying kick.

Seeing Luo Lin jump into the air, Fang Gan's eyes lit up. It seemed that this Luo Lin didn't have much fighting experience, and he showed his flaws so easily in the battle.

Then he exerted great strength, intending to repel Luo Lin with one move, and then take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack while the other person is still in the air and his body is unstable.

Unexpectedly, after the sword and sword intersected, there was a loud clang, but Fang Gan's right hand suddenly transmitted a powerful force far beyond his expectations, which shocked him so much that his jaw hurt, and he retreated several dozen steps.With his postnatal sixth level skill, he almost couldn't hold the treasured sword in his hand.

And Luo Lin turned over deftly in the air with his strength, his expression remained normal, and he landed on the platform steadily.

"You, aren't you a sixth-level acquired skill?!" Fang Gan endured the severe pain in his mouth and was shocked and angry.

"When did I say that I only have the skill of the acquired sixth level? You insisted on betting against us." Luo Lin flipped his wrist to put away the long sword, retreated two steps, and said in a flat tone.

Fang Gan's face turned red and he was at a loss for words.

"What? Stop fighting? Well, it's okay to admit defeat." Luo Lin tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked seriously.

"Admit defeat? It's a joke, Fang Gan will never admit defeat!" Fang Gan's face was livid, and he yelled in disbelief with his neck stuck.

All of a sudden, there was silence in the audience, and everyone in Shuiyue Peak, who had planned to watch the excitement, widened their eyes and fell silent.

The two went through a few moves in succession, and Fang Gan was not Luo Lin's opponent at all, and was completely suppressed and beaten by Luo Lin.

The exquisite hair crown on Fang Gan's head had been knocked off at some point, his body was covered with a lot of dust, and even his clothes were scratched a few times by Luo Lin's long sword. He looked disheveled and disheveled. , how could he still have the same air as before.

After Fang Gan was sent flying with another sword, Luo Lin couldn't stand it any longer.

"You are not my opponent, admit defeat."

"In front of the couch, Lensu is a rich man!"

Fang Gan fell so hard just now that he knocked out a front tooth on the ground, and his words leaked a bit.

The people from Shuiyue Peak didn't react until then, and they spoke one after another.

"Brother Fang Fang, why don't we forget it."

"Senior Brother Fang, heroes don't suffer immediately, so let's let them go today."

"If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

Fang Gan's face became even more embarrassing, he turned his head and shouted: "Shut up!"

Then he struggled to get up from the ground again, with a low shout, the two scimitars swung in the air, and slashed towards Luo Lin again.

Luo Lin shook his head, and had no choice but to wave the long sword in his hand to meet the double knives above him.

The two knives and one sword collided fiercely again, creating a wave of air on the wide platform.

Fang Gan was forced back again and again by Luo Lin's long sword, a huge impact pushed him from the center of the platform to a corner, leaving two long dents on the ground.

Luo Lin forced Fang Gan to a corner, and wanted to knock him off the platform with a sword to end the battle, but Fang Gan showed his big mouth missing his front teeth, and smiled strangely.

Luo Lin felt bad, but it was too late to react.

Fang Gan suddenly pulled out the scimitar in front of his chest, and let Luo Lin's long sword cut directly at his chest.

Luo Lin was startled, and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but Fang Gan slashed at Luo Lin's face relentlessly.

At this moment, the distance between the two was only a few feet away, and it was too late to change their moves, so Luo Lin had no choice but to get up, move to the right side, and try his best to turn his head away, thus narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

Luo Lin's long sword slashed at Fang Gan's chest, and Fang Gan's scimitar in his right hand slashed at Luo Lin's left shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the two would fight so fiercely, everyone present was stunned, and the scene was chaotic.

"Brother Fang!!!" "Brother!!!"

"Little Lin!!!"

Luo Lin's pretty face turned slightly pale, and he took a few steps back while clutching his left shoulder. His shoulder was dripping with blood, obviously seriously injured.

Fang Gan staggered and stabilized his figure. A huge gap had been cut in the clothes on his chest, but there was no trace of blood.Looking carefully, he found a golden inner armor exposed from the hole in his chest.

Although Luo Lin didn't use all his strength, his postnatal seventh level skill was there after all, and after receiving such a sword, only a shallow mark was left on Fang Gan's inner armor.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, someone whispered just now.

"Here, is this the golden silk soft armor?"

"What? Is this the golden silk soft armor that is said to be bestowed only by the blood of the royal family?"

Compared with everyone's fiery eyes focused on the golden silk soft armor, Liu Xiaolu stared nervously at Luo Lin on the stage.

She forced Luo Lin to participate in this fight, if something happened to Luo Lin, how could she feel sorry for it.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, but the battle between the two on stage was not over yet.

Fang Gan touched the inner armor on his chest, and smiled proudly at Luo Lin, with a provocative look in his eyes.

Luo Lin was also irritated by this knife, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You don't think you can defeat me with just a piece of inner armor, do you?"

(End of this chapter)