C67 Little White and Little Ying!
C67 Little White and Little Ying!
With only twelve people left to enter the third round, then only six people would remain for the third round to catch up on their skills. Amongst the remaining twelve people, they were all experts of the Fang Clan's younger generation.
The ones with the worst Ninth Martial Disciple were all at Eighth Martial Disciple and there were at least five or six of them. It was just that they were not as eye-catching as Fang Shaofeng's Shui Mu Dual-Type Warriors.
Fang Shaobai's opponent for the third round was finally determined, but she was still not Fang Shaofeng. This made many people, who were looking forward to meet Fang Shaobai, sigh in disappointment.
However, when he clearly saw who Fang Shaobai's opponent was, he couldn't help but be shocked, and slapped his thigh, gloating: This round, I actually met Fang Shaoying, the number one expert of the younger generation in the side branch. Let's see what kind of luck you, a young master in the main branch, have, I don't believe that your luck will never run out.
Du Ruhui finally had a trace of a smile on her face. At least she no longer had to watch Fang Shaobai easily get past the trial to stand out in the spotlight.
Du Ruhui was extremely familiar with Fang Shaoying, although she looked gentle and refined on the outside, she was actually hiding evil intentions, and was a person who was good at hiding her identity. On the surface, this person's cultivation was Ninth Martial Disciple, but in reality, she should have the strength of a peak Martial Disciple. She might even be a step away from the first samurai, or even have broken through.
Tell Fang Shaoying to give Fang Shaobai a bit of suffering first, humiliate him, and finish off her path of progress before using Fang Shaofeng's final attack to make him scram out of the Fang Family, although it was not as bad as she thought it would be, it was still only a slight flaw.
"Fang Shaobai's opponent is Fang Shaoying? "Hehe."
They were very clear about what kind of experts the Fang Family's young generation had, especially this Fang Shaoying who was known as the strongest amongst the young generation of the branch families, even the first samurai who gave some trouble to Fang Shaofeng before, was not as famous as Fang Shaoying today, even before she revealed her cultivation.
If Fang Shaoying did not win against Fang Shaobai, then there would be no justice at all.
In the eyes of the five patriarchs, this should be a battle of attrition, but it was just that the attrition was about to turn into Fang Shaobai.
"Brother Han Tian, since the competition hasn't officially started, should we bet once more?" Lin Shanhe looked at Fang Hantian sinisterly.
"That's right, Brother Han Tian, why don't we make a bet again. The bet is still on peak Hong-rank skills.
"If you keep gambling, Brother Han Tian, you can't just run after winning."
The other patriarchs who had lost once felt extremely pained, but they thought that it was all an accident, and that it was entirely because of their miscalculation of Fang Shaobai's strength. This time, there really seemed to be a solid profit to be had as everyone stood to the side and spoke up.
As he continued to talk, he continued to watch the battle. He was afraid that the battle between Fang Shaobai and herself would start, and Fang Shaobai would quickly be destroyed, leaving no chance for Fang Hantian to make a comeback.
Fang Hantian looked at the faces of the five Patriarchs and her face twitched. She cursed in her heart, these bastards, they obviously could not afford to lose, they actually wanted to bet on two peak Hong Rank martial skills.
Fang Hantian didn't want to agree. Although Fang Shaobai had easily defeated Fang Yumei, the one facing him was actually Fang Shaoying. The probability of winning was too small, almost zero. He did not believe that Fang Shaobai could change from a warrior with Sixth Stage Martial Disciple to a warrior that could defeat Fang Shaoying in a short span of one month.
That's right, against Fang Shaoying, if she reached the cultivation level of first samurai or higher, she would have no chance of winning.
"Humph, brother Han Tian, you aren't really thinking too much are you?" Seeing how Fang Hantian was looking left and right with hesitation, Lin Shanhe was obviously trying to stall for time.
"That's right, Brother Han Tian, you are the master of the family after all, don't tell me that you are also the kind of person who cannot afford to lose even after winning?"
"Brother Han Tian, if you are truly like this, then we view your opponent's family in a new light."
The few of them said it one after another, making their words sound extremely unpleasant, to the point that Fang Hantian was almost unable to suppress her anger.
"Everyone, it's not that I don't want to bet with you, but this is our clan's contest conference. Honestly speaking, if I were to win, you all should think that I was just faking it and luring you all into gambling. Besides, this is not the way to treat our guests. "
Fang Hantian looked around and continued: "I think it's best if we drink and watch the battle. Men, whoever it is, come over here.
"Wait!" Lin Shanhe panicked, and stood up and angrily said: "Brother Han Tian, you're really too unlucky, who doesn't have good wine in their house, if you came all the way here just to drink, then we might as well stay at our own house."
The few patriarchs saw and stood up, their mouths were full of yes ah yes yes, with an expression as though Fang Hantian, if you do not want to bet, then you must not think of escaping.
Seeing that, Fang Hantian knew that she could not hide any longer, and sighed in her heart, she had just earned the power of five of the best peak Hong Ranked Martial Skills, and was about to return them, but if she did not rush out, she would still need to send the five of them back, it was truly a loss, Fang Shaobai, Fang Shaobai, oh Fang Shaobai, look at how much trouble you have caused me.
Fang Hantian had no choice but to agree to the second gamble, but she was unresigned, and snorted: This is something you want to bet with me, if Fang Shaobai wins again, don't say that I'm lying.
"Don't worry, we're not people who can't afford to lose."
Lin Shanhe and the other three Patriarchs were afraid that Fang Hantian would not bet, as long as he bet, they would be fine, they did not care about Fang Hantian's words. If Fang Shaobai could still win against Fang Shaoying, then there would really be no justice in the world.
All in all, in short.
Lin Shanhe, Huang Feihe, Wang You Kun, Xu Suo Zhen, and Li Tong Tian, the five Patriarchs, were full of confidence that the moon would fall down, and they would rather believe that Fang Shaobai would win again.
If Fang Shaobai had such a powerful skill, they wouldn't have let their subordinate companies offer such a high betting rate.
In this atmosphere of intertwined interests and schadenfreude, the third round of the competition of skills began.
Just like last time, the majority of the gazes were focused on Fang Shaobai.
What was surprising was that from the moment Fang Shaobai and Fang Shaoying started to fight, no one had expected it to be like this.
"Mountains shaking and mountains pulling a mountain!"
"Refining Fire Dragon Fist!"
"Immersed Rock Shattering the Heavens!"
"pyretic palm!"
At first glance, the two of them seemed to be fighting back and forth, attacking with martial skills and not giving up on defending. It was as if they were both afraid of each other. As onlookers, this wasn't the kind of show they wanted to see.
On the other hand, the other five pairs of battles were on par with each other and were incomparably fierce. As long as he could win against his opponent, he would be able to enter the top three in the next round.
contest conference had endured until now, but no one was willing to fail because of their own mistakes or lack of effort.
In comparison, Fang Shaobai's and Fang Shaoying's battle, was indeed something that no one dared to praise.
The two of them did not erupt in an intense battle, which proved that Fang Shaobai did not have the strength to take Fang Shaoying down. The reason why the fight was not intense was completely because Fang Shaoying had the experience and experience to first probe Fang Shaobai's strength and then attack him heavily.
If he didn't attack, then so be it.
This was the attitude that a victor should have.
Lin Shanhe's gloomy face finally revealed a trace of a smile, and intentionally teased Fang Hantian: "Brother Han Tian, Fang Shaobai is actually quite good, the cultivation level of Eighth Martial Disciple is truly shocking. For a trash like this to be scolded by others for so many years, I think that after Fang Shaobai loses, you, as the Patriarch, would still have the duty to prove him. At the very least, he, the young master of the Fang family, should not be scolded as trash anymore. "
was immediately angered to the point that smoke rose from his head. Damn, am I the Fang family's patriarch or are you the patriarch, do you want me to teach you on behalf of Fang Shaobai's honor? After Fang Shaobai lost, how the f * ck did you know he would definitely lose?
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