Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 73 Winning the Championship

Everyone in the school martial arts field was silent.

Before, Bai Zijun killed Jin Kaishan and Sun Yibang. Although his methods were cruel, his clothes were not stained with blood. He had a smile on his face and a gentle voice, like a young man from a gentle book.

But Lu Ye is now standing in the ruins of the arena. He shot Bai Zijun in the head with one shot. His face and body are dripping with blood, and his body is filled with blood and murderous aura. It is as thick as substance, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Even his words were full of murderous intent, and every word was dripping with blood!

Who dares to go on stage?

Haven't you seen a fierce man like Bai Zijun, a majestic steel-framed martial artist who was beaten to death?

Damn it, if you kill a steel-framed martial artist, your words will remain the same.

It's too scary to think about victory or defeat, life or death. Who wouldn't want to fight on stage if they want to live longer?

No wonder this young lady calls herself "Ghost Sees Sorrow"!

Look how much hero blood was shed in the ring today!

Therefore, no one appeared on the stage anymore. Everyone even held their breath, for fear that they would be out of breath and be considered a provocation by the killing god on the stage.

Among the crowd, only a handful of people did not dare to make any noise, but they had smiles on their faces.

He is an old subordinate of Pan Furong's women's camp. Now that Lu Ye has guarded the ring, the eldest lady no longer has to marry someone she doesn't like.

"So majestic..." Wang Hu murmured, "Third brother, the eldest brother also said that we should stop practicing that evil skill, but he practices harder than anyone else. It seems that we still have to practice more."

Zhang Cunyi swallowed his saliva and nodded fiercely.

On the high platform.

Pan Furong breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was a trace of blood on her pale face.

She wanted to save Lu Ye's life just now, but she didn't expect that Lu Ye saved her life in the end.

Sister Hong still remembered the gag order and didn't dare to speak, but she had a smile on her face.

The smile on Chuang Potian's face was like a sculpture, a little stiff, and the military counselor Bai Yushan next to him had already broken half of his beard, and he forgot to cry out about the pain!

How come this is different from what was planned!

The young lady’s husband should be chosen from among the talented people who have taken refuge with the king on the high platform!

Why did the fat water flow back to the women's camp in the end?

Moreover, according to the agreement, Chuang Potian would also need to bring 300 horsemen!

This is this...

In the arena.

Lu Ye bowed his hands to everyone on the high platform.

"Ten breaths have passed and no one has come forward to challenge me."

"Dare you ask me if this arena can be considered defended?"

She Taotian stood up bravely. He was recruiting a bride, so he couldn't avoid this situation.

Damn it, if I had known I would have shot this evil and weird kid to death last night.

He turned to look, only to see Chuang Potian put away his stiff smile and glared at him fiercely - She Taotian, don't you want to marry Pan Furong? Don't you want to expand your troops? Come on! Use your bow to teach him how to behave and shoot him to death!

But She Tuotian thought, this old boy Chuang Potian is angry, well, the longer it takes, the more embarrassing it will be. Now that I am under the eaves, it is hard to slap him in the face.

He nodded at Chuang Chuang Po Tian and gave him a look that said you can rest assured that I will do something for you.

"This is the announcement of the marriage envoy," he turned around and shouted with all his strength, "Today's contest to recruit a bride, and the final contestant will be the female camp Lu Ye!"

"Miss Pan's husband is this young talent!"

After hearing the news, Pan Furong softened onto the chair and let out a sigh of relief.

Chuang Potian crushed the armrest of the seat and walked away. As soon as he left, the generals followed him.

She Taotian was confused, why was this second boy throwing a tantrum like a child?

Off the field, everyone in the women's camp finally cheered, and the people watching the excitement inside and outside the field cheered too.

Today, although I was frightened to watch it, I enjoyed watching it.

The cheers diluted the bleak and solemn atmosphere in the ring.

Lu Ye got off the ring and climbed onto the high platform.

He wants to go to a high platform and make a promise to Chuang Potian in person. From now on, you won't have to worry about Pan Furong's marriage, and let her choose her own husband.

For such a big rebel king, can you be more open-minded and broaden your horizons? Your major is rebellion, not Yue Lao!

Who would have thought that Er Chuang was so thin-skinned that he just ran away.

Even the young lady, who only saw her back wearing a curtain hat, slipped away.

However, the ugly orangutan in the red robe, She Taotian, was still there.

He gave Lu Ye a token and said it was a tiger talisman for the mobilization of three hundred horsemen. He said some polite words about the future being formidable and congratulations, and then left.

She Tuotian has come to his senses now, and he may have misunderstood what Chuang Potian meant.

The high platform was empty in the blink of an eye. The drummers played the big drums, and the horse soldiers were all gone in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ye looked around and saw that he was the only one left and cursed angrily. You fight a great battle, your clothes are stained with blood. Is this how you treat the winner?

Are you still polite?

Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi rushed over from the audience at this time, looking excited.

"Brother is mighty!"

"Brother, your hands are beautiful!"

Two people complimented him, which somewhat satisfied Lu Ye's hurt heart.

"Brother, I've thought about it," Wang Hu spat, "This Way of the King of Hell is so easy to use, I have to study and practice it diligently, so that I can win the prestigious title in the future!"

"Miss, I don't dare to think about it anymore. Do you think I will ever encounter such a beautiful thing as a martial arts competition in the future?"

Snapped.

He received a slap on the head from Lu Ye, who cursed angrily with a black face.

"Practice, practice, practice, you big-headed devil!"

"Who will enter the bridal chamber with the bride after practicing so hard that her life is gone?"

He also left with his hands behind his back.

When he returned to the women's camp, everyone on the way said congratulations to him. Lu Ye could only nod and smile in response, but did not dare to speak. This time he was saving the situation, not trying to steal the bride.

Now that the scene has been saved, is this young lady my own wife?

Before going on stage, I really didn’t think much about it.

According to the three views of this world, in the eyes of outsiders, Pan Furong is his benefactor.

What Lu Ye did today may seem a bit ambiguous and bold in anyone's eyes, as he wanted to repay his kindness to his loyal servant.

But who would have thought that he would actually become the ringleader in the end? According to the rules, wouldn’t that mean he would become the young lady’s husband?

It is simply an inspiring story of grassroots counterattack.

But for Lu Ye, it's not that complicated.

Before going into the ring, he just wanted to repay the kindness of a spring, and a favor for a favor. There was absolutely no feeling of admiration...

But after winning the challenge, he suddenly thought of the young lady’s wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional and deep facial features, her two life-threatening long legs, and her magnificent mind...

Maybe, I still have some feelings for it?

I just don’t know what Miss means?

Along the way, he had one thought after another in his mind. He had to deal with the congratulatory people and the old woman called him uncle. He didn't dare to agree or respond. He could only smile in response, his face filled with tears. Laughing stiffly.

He walked to a courtyard gate and hesitated.

To the left is my own courtyard, and to the right is the lady's courtyard.

He walked around the door with his hands behind his back and finally returned to his courtyard.

When he arrived at his house, he pushed the door open and saw Pan Furong sitting on a chair waiting for him.

Lu Ye showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and said nothing.

Pan Furong chuckled.

"Shepherd," her tone did not change, "the book continues from the last chapter, where should we go?"

With the sound of "horseman's son", Lu Ye felt relaxed and his spirit was shaken.

"Miss, after that one-foot-long sword chopped off the head of the lecherous Gao Yanei..."

This story-telling only made Lu Ye's mouth dry.

Who made Miss Jin listened intently, staring at him with sparkling eyes? Maybe it was because the room was getting hot, and her cheeks were filled with mist, but she never meant to stop.

I heard it was already getting late outside, the watchman had knocked a few times, Sister Hong had come in to deliver tea several times, and in the meantime she was whispering something to the lady...

Lu Ye has the ability to update every day.

But the lady asked him to put it on the shelf for twenty updates today, and her head almost started to smoke.

Today, Yizhangqing has killed Pan Qiaoyun's buddy Pei Ruhai, Yan Poxi's partner Zhang Wenyuan, and Lu Junyi's wife Jia's caring manager Li Gu.

If we go on, the adulterer and adulteress in Water Margin are not enough.

He started to think about recruiting Li Ping'er from Jin Ping Mei to save the situation...

(End of this chapter)