Sword wash rivers and lakes

Chapter 83

In the arena, Tang Zhicheng was the second representative of Xijian Villa. At this moment, he was standing quietly in the center of the arena, waiting for the players from Feilong Pavilion to enter the stage.

"Next, let's invite the second contestant from Feilong Pavilion to come on stage." The master of ceremonies shouted from the stage.

The emcee's face was very calm, but he didn't want his appearance to be so calm in his heart. He was praying in his heart, hoping that the contestants in Feilong Pavilion this time would not behave like the guy in the last round, and behaved so unbearably .

After all, the master of ceremonies was invited to Wuyou Valley, and what he was going to host was the First Crowing of the Eagles Competition, not the Funny Competition at the First Crowing of the Eagles.

Fortunately, the guy who represented Feilong Pavilion second on the stage was pretty reliable. Although his hands were trembling slightly, he could at least hold the long sword.

Those guys in the audience who still wanted to watch the fun felt extremely disappointed when they saw that the player from Feilong Pavilion was not as miserable as his fellow disciples. , booing.

The scene under the stage is exactly what the old saying goes, watch the excitement, never be afraid of big troubles!
"The second match between Xijian Villa and Feilong Pavilion begins now." The master of ceremonies saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly announced the official start of the match.

He is really scared now, if there are people who automatically admit defeat in every match, how can this martial arts competition go on?
After the two guys on the ring started to ping-pong-pong, the emcee let out a long breath, thinking, this is finally a fight, and he stretched out his right hand, trying to wipe away the sweat on his forehead. Erase it.

But the master of ceremonies had just stretched out his hand, before even touching his forehead, when he heard someone on the ring say "Concession".

"This……"

The master of ceremonies was stunned immediately, he didn't even see the game clearly, so it's over?

In the middle of the ring, the contestant from Feilong Pavilion cupped his hands towards Tang Zhicheng with a face of shame, "I admire..."

Three moves, he didn't even catch the three moves just now, and he was already defeated, how could this make him feel so embarrassing?

To be honest, his real strength is not so unbearable, it's just that the performance of his fellow disciple before made him feel more pressured, coupled with the booing of the audience in the audience, it directly made him confused. This made him lose within three moves.

At this moment, the stupefied master of ceremonies finally came to his senses, rubbed his face vigorously, and then shouted loudly: "I declare that in the second match between Xijian Villa and Feilong Pavilion, Xijian Villa will win! "

As the winner, Tang Zhicheng raised his hands high, waved to the audience, and then walked off the stage complacently.

There is only one word in his heart for this Feilongge contestant: "vegetable".

If I had to say two more words, it would be: "Too good!"

This guy dared to be absent-minded during the martial arts competition. To be honest, the huge hole in his middle door made Tang Zhicheng feel that if he couldn't defeat him within three strokes, he would not even be able to defeat him with the long sword in his hand. I'm sorry.

Yu Fei in the audience looked at the stage with a surprised face at this time, good guy, he didn't even start shouting slogans this time, the guy from Feilong Pavilion on the stage has already declared defeat, this is What do you mean?
Alas, he had held back all his energy just now, but in the end he had nowhere to use it, which almost made him suffer from internal injuries.

This time, Yu Fei had no choice but to put his hopes on the third guy from Feilong Pavilion. If the third guy from Feilong Pavilion was still so unbearable, then his plan today would be considered a waste of time.

Yu Fei looked forward to the third contestant from Feilong Pavilion who was walking towards the stage. He hoped that this contestant from Feilong Pavilion could make a big splash so that his temporary cheerleaders could shine again .

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true. This player from Feilong Pavilion is destined not to make Yu Fei wishful, because he is now more nervous than his two previous colleagues. This guy has not even stepped on the stage. Already fell a big horse lying on the edge of the ring.

Yu Fei in the audience, after seeing this scene, directly covered his face, this... what kind of shit is this, at this moment, he really wanted to yell at that guy on the stage: "Are you a monkey or not?" Sent tease?"

Alas, the reality is so cruel, it is so difficult to realize a dream, unfortunately, no matter whether this scene is what Yu Fei wants to see, but the fact is already like this.

As for the audience in the audience, after seeing the unbearable performance of this Feilong Pavilion player, they immediately lost interest in continuing to watch the game.

Such a guy actually has the face to compete with the people from Xijian Villa. Does he really not know how the word "shame" is written?
The interest in watching the game was gone, but another kind of interest rose up, because those guys around Yufei still remembered the matter of the two taels of silver.

"Little brother, you see that this competition is coming to an end soon. Would you like to pay us the two taels of silver first?" A burly man with a beard next to him thought for a while, and then asked Yu Fei. road.

"Brother, the third match on this stage hasn't even started yet, so how could it end so soon? About the two taels of silver, shall we discuss it after the match is over?" Yu Fei replied very kindly.

"Little brother, this match is all the same. That guy from Feilong Pavilion, can he still beat your people from Xijian Villa?" The bearded man laughed.

Yu Fei also laughed and said: "Brother, no matter what, let's talk about the two taels of silver after the game is over. How about we shout slogans now?"

"Why are you shouting, little brother, look, that guy from Feilong Pavilion has already lost." The bearded and strong man stretched out his hand and pointed towards the stage.

"Uh……"

Yu Fei quickly turned his head and looked towards the stage. Sure enough, the guy from Feilong Pavilion had already been beaten by Du Anping from Xijian Villa and fell to the ground.

Yu Fei was immediately stunned on the spot, this...isn't it too ineffective, and he didn't even give him time to shout a slogan?
"Little brother, little brother? Can we talk about the two taels of silver now?" The bearded and strong man smiled.

These two taels of silver are related to his noon drink money, so he can't be careless.

"Uh... well, those who chanted slogans with me just now will follow me to the bank to pay two taels of silver." Yu Fei didn't want to rely on their little silver taels.

The bearded man was overjoyed when he heard the news, and then he yelled directly at the surrounding crowd: "Brothers, everyone, take the money!"

"Okay!" A tidy and loud applause rang in Yu Fei's ears.

Yu Fei looked around, his face suddenly changed, the current situation seemed to be a bit wrong, there seemed to be too many applauding people around.

Well, not just a little much, but a lot.

(End of this chapter)