Chapter 33 You Hit Me

  Time passed slowly, and the battles in each arena were in full swing.

   Liu Xuan was still clamoring wildly in the arena, but no one responded.

   "It's time for you to occupy a ring." Seeing that the scene he was worried about did not happen, Deacon Lin felt relieved.

  Lin Yang and others took orders one after another, and each went to find a ring to challenge.

  Song Qian jumped onto a ring, punched the original ring leader off the ring, looked around, and shouted loudly: "I am Qian Song from Nanzhou! Where is Kuang Qing? Get out!"

  His voice was loud, mixed with hysterical hatred! Kuang Qing humiliated him so much in the Tomb of King Nianhua, how could he let it go?

  When Liu Xuan showed his power, he looked around the arena, but found no one suspected of Kuang Qing.

  If it wasn't for Deacon Lin's pressure, he would have played to provoke Kuang Qing to play! These days, he begged his master to give him some pills to help him soar. He has already reached the peak of a second-rank martial artist, and there is only a thin line between him and the third-rank.

  He was overjoyed when he learned that Kuang Qing had participated in the imperial examination. He wanted to return the humiliation in King Nianhua's tomb tenfold and a hundredfold!

  Seeing Song Qian yelling for Kuang Qing to fight on stage, Gu Hongyi looked at Mo frivolously with interest: "I'm looking for revenge for you, Mr. Kuang."

   "Qian Song? The pinnacle of the second grade, earth-type exercises! It's Song Qian!" Han Yan'er's eyes burst into a cold light, it was Song Qian who almost ruined her reputation!

  Mo Qingkuang didn't care, he didn't even bother to pay attention to a clown like Song Qian, and he was always looking for it, but what he was looking for was Lin Yang!

  Mo Fan told him that his biggest opponent this time is still Lin Yang!

   "Aren't you going to fight?" Tang Yu carefully pulled the Ninth Princess who was about to run away, and asked Mo frivolously.

  But I was thinking in my heart, people have pointed their noses and scolded you, why don't you go? If this little aunt is really allowed to go up, it would be a shame to lose face.

  Mo frivolously shook his head: "I'm not interested in him."

  Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and there was a slender young man standing on a ring not far away.

  The skin is a bit rough, and there is a scar on the face.

  But don't stare at him frivolously! He recognized it immediately, it was Lin Yang! That temperament, that figure, Mo frivolity will never forget in his whole life.

  Look at his shot, understatement, red light flashing, and sharp movements.

   "Sure enough, he is a second-rank martial artist." Mo Qingkuang's eyes were solemn, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

   "Don't worry, you will always meet in the knockout round." Mo Fan said to stop him. On Lin Yang's side, people with their own royal family will arrange to deal with it first.

   After a long silence, Mo frivolously nodded quietly.

   "If he has the ability, he will naturally meet in the knockout round. Let's go first to the top 100." He shook his head and went to another ring alone.

  Han Yan'er also gradually calmed down, and led everyone to find the ring to occupy.

  ...

   The arena that Mo Qingkuang was looking for, the current ring leader is not weak, she is a graceful woman, it is Chu Yanran who has entered the martial artist realm.

  She has beautiful eyes and a beautiful appearance, and she often wins three points before the battle.

  Battling with such a beauty, the audience naturally attracted a large audience. For such a girl, if you can fight against him a few times, you will still have a lingering fragrance.

  It's a pity that she doesn't care about the new fans she has. She holds a rapier and moves neatly. Every time she kills an opponent, she looks at Lin Yang.

   Seeing everyone's sour water bursting out of their hearts! Such a beautiful girl, why did she fall in love with such a scarred face?

   Mo frivolously looked at the figure that he had been thinking about day and night, his heart was full of resentment!

  Dogs and men, sooner or later, I will crush you to ashes!

  He turned on the stage, stared at Chu Yanran coldly, and lazily said: "Don't look, the neck is twisted."

Chu Yanran's pretty face turned red when she heard the words. Looking at Mo Qingkuang's dark face, she couldn't help feeling a little bit of resentment in her heart: He is really ugly and mischievous. He and Brother Lin Yang are flirting and flirtatious. The son has no eyesight, so he ran up to make trouble.

   "Who are you?" With resentment in her heart, her tone was naturally not good, Chu Yanran looked at Mo frivolously, and said coldly.

  Mo frivolously, his dark face became even darker, this bitch!

   Before Mo Qingkuang could answer, someone in the audience exclaimed: "It's Kuang Qing! The 49th on the young Lin list, Kuang Qing who knocked Li Ang flying with one palm!"

  The audience was in an uproar, Kuang Qing is here? He also took a fancy to this girl? Want to conquer it by force?

   "Kuang Qing?" Chu Yanran was shocked, how did Kuang Qing find her head?

   "Didn't he have Princess Nine? Why did he hook up with other women?" Someone immediately complained.

   "He is strong, what can you do?"

"I just don't want to. What kind of eyes do all the beauties have now? Princess Nine likes the black boy Kuang Qing, and the girl named Lin Yan in front of me actually likes that scarred face! Thinking of me, Yushu Linfeng, but I am alone. fair!"

  Mo frivolously heard the words, his heart became more angry, and he said with a half-smile: "Lin Yan? What an interesting alias."

  Chu Yanran's cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered, "What's the matter with you? I don't know what you're talking about."

  Looking at Chu Yanran's shy and shy look, Mo Qingkuang was even more furious, this was a look he had never seen before!

It's not my business? It's all my business to let you dog and man have a bad life!

  Mo frivolously said coldly: "Do it."

   "Wait, why did you come to fight me? Song... That Qian Song challenged you by name, and you didn't go to fight?" Chu Yanran stopped her.

  Song Qian was killing all sides in the ring, and every time he defeated an opponent, he would clamor for Kuang Qing to fight.

  Lin Yang said more than once that this Kuang Qing will definitely be his biggest opponent in the future. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds for Kuang Qing to fight Song Qian to death?

   "You still want me to hurt both sides?" Mo Qingkuang was no longer the fool who was willing to kneel and obey, and instantly understood Chu Yanran's intentions.

   "I just can't see showing affection in public!" He yelled violently, his green light flickered, and appeared beside Chu Yanran in the blink of an eye, and he slapped him across the face with a raised hand.

   There are still words in his mouth: "I tell you to throw yourself into my arms!"

  Chu Yanran only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then her pink cheeks hurt, and her whole body was staggered.

   "I'll go! Kuang Qing's cowhide is so angry, such a delicate girl, he actually slapped her! How could he do it?"

   "Kuangqing dog thief, don't hurt my goddess!"

   "Didn't he come to hook up with girls?"

   "Could this be his special technique? Could it be the Ninth Princess..."

  Mo Qingkuang turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments, his figure flickered, and another slap on the other cheek: "I tell you to change your mind!"

  Chu Yanran screamed and fell to the ground.

   When she struggled to stand up, she realized that she had been slapped twice!

  Since she was a child, she has never lived in the pampering and pursuit of everyone. How has she ever suffered such humiliation? Looking at Mo frivolously in disbelief: "You hit me!"

  She caressed her cheeks, the pretty apple muscles were already raised, and the two deep palms were extremely conspicuous on her face.

  (end of this chapter)

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