C65 (1/2)

Under the siege of the five Patriarchs, Fang Hantian and the others in the spectator stands, they had just reluctantly agreed to the next big gamble.

Of the twenty-four people who deserved to be eliminated in the first round, twenty of them had already been eliminated. The remaining four were still in the middle of their battle. It was clear that the two sides were of equal strength, and it was difficult to determine who was stronger.

His opponent was actually a first samurai, at this moment, his face was flushed red, the aura he was holding in was imposing and imposing, his martial skills and moves were continuously being exchanged with each other, each attack carried a strong killing intent, a burst of wind roared out, as though they were being pushed about like a big box, causing people to feel that, this was not a battle of skill, but a battle of life and death.

Especially Fang Shaofeng's mother, Du Ruhui, whose face was already as gloomy as water. Seeing that Fang Shaofeng's opponent was even more frightening sinister, he couldn't help but want to personally kill that small first samurai.

Time flew, about ten minutes.

Seeing that in the last four battles, Fang Shaofeng had already fought another three battles, leaving behind only Fang Shaofeng who was perspiring profusely from fighting with her opponents, no one felt that this battle was interesting, but instead had a strange expression, their gazes focused on Fang Shaofeng who was looking at Fang Shaobai as if nothing had happened. They silently compared to the two of them, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, why was their luck so lacking?

”Damn it!” Damn it! ”Damn it!”

Du Ruhui scolded three times, but still could not vent the anger in her heart. She had originally thought that with Fang Shaofeng's strength, she should have been able to easily win against her opponents in the contest conference, especially in the first round where she should have defeated her opponents in one move and enjoyed the cheers of the audience.

”Reality and imagination are vastly different, vastly different”

But what made Du Ruhui puke blood was that at this moment, the battle stopped. Without any warning, he stopped, but it was not because of Fang Shaofeng's sudden explosive strength that defeated his opponent, but because his opponent had taken the initiative to stop him, indicating that she was willing to admit defeat. )))

What did this mean?

Since you admit defeat, why don't you admit defeat like how Fang Shaoyan did before he fought, and instead admit defeat when Fang Shaofeng was at a stalemate with him, it didn't mean that my strength is not inferior to yours, it's just that you are the second young master of the main branch and I am of the side branch, so I might let you win.

”Shh!”

That scene unavoidably caused Fang Shaobai to recall the football field in her previous life, as if a certain team had already become famous before the tournament began. As a result, after a long period of confusion, they were unable to come to a conclusion, and caused those who had been coaxed into a daze before the competition and were filled with hope to directly fall down the cliff.

Everyone had their mouth agape, who could stop them?

Hearing the boos, Fang Shaofeng was immediately stunned, his face flushed red.

The servants surnamed Du looked at each other, dumbstruck. After a long while, they finally managed to utter a single sentence: ”This is too infuriating, how can they possibly treat Second Young Master like that?”

Since the booing started, Fang Shaobai's face had been twitching. He had to fight with all his might to hold back her laughter, she could not help but sigh, there is pain in this world that can't be smiled at all, there's a feeling of her thighs turning green, do you understand?