The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 809
The streets and alleys of Pingcheng are discussing this martial arts tournament.

In everyone's hearts, the Baishan faction will definitely win the top spot, and the leader of the martial arts alliance is none other than Bai Yue, the leader of the faction.

In the early morning, Luo Jiaojiao followed Bo Langjun and his party to the arena.She privately thought that there would be a lot fewer people watching the group arena today, but she never thought that the audience would still be filled with darkness.

People like to watch the excitement, don't they?
Miao Hua was the candidate today, so the child was held in Brother Yao's arms.Feng Yue stayed by Brother Yao's side every step of the way, protecting her and the young master.

Brother Yao didn't like to watch the excitement, so she and Feng Yue stayed in Bo's residence.

After being attacked by the thieves last time, brother Yao and Feng Yue, who had lingering fears, hid in Champs Elysees in Qingyuan.

Miao Hua was not allowed to go to the ring, so she still sat on the roof with her brother to watch.

The first opponent that the Bofu team will face today is the Nanpai.

If the Southern faction wins the Bofu team and the Yiyang faction, then they will have another chance to compete with the Baishan faction.

But what the Nanpai never expected was that they lost completely in the first three games.

The people from Bo's house were Luo Jiaojiao, Luan Chong and Hongye.

The audience in the audience began to whisper.

People from the Baishan School and the Yiyang School watching from the sidelines were also quite surprised.

"Maybe the Bofu team is just lucky!"

"Yes! The Southern faction must have underestimated the enemy!"

The Southern faction really underestimated the enemy!The first three of them did not send out the strongest martial arts.The three matches had already decided the world, no matter how upset they were, it would be of no avail.

The next competition is the Bofu team versus the Yiyang faction.

In order to make a quick decision, the Yiyang faction sent three strongest masters to appear on the stage.

Luo Jiaojiao's opponent is not only the brother of the head of the Duan family, but also the real Yiyang who has perfect palm skills.

As soon as Luo Jiaojiao stepped onto the ring, Bo Langjun winked at her and asked her to come closer and talk.

Luo Jiaojiao walked to Bo Langjun's side and bent down to listen to his whisper.

"Have you ever worn soft armor?"

"Ok!"

"Avoid his palm strength and win with light work and swordsmanship!"

Mr. Bo Lang solemnly instructed his wife.

"it is good!"

Luo Jiaojiao naturally understood what Bo Langjun meant, so she should not underestimate the enemy.

This Yiyang real person must be a powerful character, I can't lose to him!
Master Yiyang exchanged salutes with Luo Jiaojiao who walked across to him.

The swordsmanship of this uncle and wife is indeed superb!I have to be careful!
Yiyang real person secretly said in his heart.

Luo Jiaojiao has never been the kind of person who is timid.

She held the sword and directly stabbed Yiyang real person.

Immortal Yiyang waved the whisk in his hand, and when Luo Jiaojiao's sword came in front of him, he turned his head, and used the whisk to wrap around the opponent's sword tip with his backhand.

Luo Jiaojiao pierced the air with her sword, and when she saw the fly entanglement, she quickly drew her sword and turned around to tease her back.

"So fast!"

Seeing this, Yiyang real person flew up and flew past Luo Jiaojiao's head.

How could Luo Jiaojiao let go of this opportunity?She turned around and flew up, with luck on the blade, chasing and stabbing.

"Hey! Why are you so impatient?"

Bo Langjun was shocked, but he couldn't stop Luo Jiaojiao.

Sure enough, as soon as Yiyang Daoist fell to the ground, he used his whisk to evade Luo Jiaojiao's sword, and pushed it out with his left hand.

Luo Jiaojiao's sword was brushed away by a powerful force, and she couldn't help leaning forward, she really couldn't dodge the palm of Master Yiyang.

Mr. Bo Lang knew that even if Luo Jiaojiao was wearing soft armor, she would not be seriously injured, but she would be knocked off the stage by the palm of Master Yiyang.So, he closed his eyes helplessly.

How could Luo Jiaojiao not know this?When Yi Yangren's left palm hit her right shoulder, she quickly grabbed his wrist with her left hand.

In a master duel, the most taboo thing is to be grabbed by the opponent's arm.Therefore, Yi Yangren's left palm instinctively froze, and the thrust naturally weakened.He still needed to shake off Luo Jiaojiao's hand with a backhand, so although it hit the opponent, it didn't make her fly out of the ring.

Although Luo Jiaojiao was still standing on the stage, her right hand holding the sword was already shaking.

Mr. Bo Lang didn't hear the sound of Luo Jiaojiao flying off the stage, so he hurriedly opened his eyes.

"If Xia Luo admits defeat now..."

Qiu Jingshan, the deputy leader of the Wulin, had just finished speaking when he saw that the sword in Luo Jiaojiao's hand had reached his left hand.

Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao was determined not to admit defeat, Master Yiyang had no choice but to swung Fuchen and pierced his heart with a thousand arrows in an attempt to force her out of the ring.

Luo Jiaojiao saw that Yiyang's dust whisk thread suddenly broke and flew towards her, she stood up in shock.

Countless silver threads flew away through the air, causing the spectators to back away in shock, screaming one after another.

Luo Jiaojiao's sword swept across the leaves above her head, and lightly reprimanded:
"It's not rude to come and go!"

Master Yiyang didn't expect Luo Jiaojiao's lightness kung fu to be so good, and she didn't expect her to be able to use moves in the midst of danger, she couldn't dodge and hit two leaves.

One hit his left shoulder and the other hit his thigh.

Yiyang's legs hurt, and he was half kneeling on the stage.

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and pointed her sword at his throat.

"In the first round, my uncle and wife won!"

The elder of the Wulin League said loudly.

Luo Jiaojiao's back sword was sheathed, and she walked down the ring with her left hand supporting her right shoulder.

Mr. Bo Lang also got up and followed.

"I'm fine!"

Although Luo Jiaojiao was suffering from unbearable pain in her right shoulder, she still said stubbornly.

"I'll send my wife back home, you guys will win the competition!"

Bo Langjun turned his head to look at Luan Chong and Li Zheng and his wife.

"Yes! The subordinates must do their best!"

Luan Chong and Li Zheng and his wife bowed their hands.

Mr. Bo Lang helped Luo Jiaojiao to leave the ring, and Jiang Yu followed them back to Bo's residence.

"Husband, aren't you afraid of losing?"

Luo Jiaojiao broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"If you lose, your husband and I have a way to prevent that Bai Yue from being the leader of the martial arts alliance! Madam, don't worry!"

Bo Langjun supported Luo Jiaojiao to sit on the couch.

Jiang Yu led Yaogong into Bo Langjun's study in a hurry.

"Quickly untie the belt and let the old slave see the injury!"

Yao Gong liked Luo Jiaojiao very much, so he was naturally worried about her injury.

Mr. Bo Lang untied Luo Jiaojiao's belt, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yu standing beside Yao Gong with a worried expression on his face, and hurriedly scolded him:
"Still going out?"

"Yes! This subordinate was impatient for a moment, and lost his manners!"

Jiang Yu blushed and exited the room with her hands clasped.

Yao Gong saw that Luo Jiaojiao's shoulder was red, swollen and black, but there was no wound, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It was Yiyang's palm that hurt her! Fortunately, she is wearing this soft armor!"

Mr. Bo Lang said with great gratitude.

Jiang Yu listened outside the door, and slowly loosened her tightly clenched fists.

"Yaogong! Help me reduce the swelling! I have to fight that poisonous man tomorrow!"

Luo Jiaojiao was already at this time, and she was still thinking about the group arena match with Wu Liang tomorrow.

"Madam is so injured, what are you still thinking about playing tomorrow?"

Yao Gong shook his head, took out the ointment to apply to Luo Jiaojiao.

"Let me do it!"

Bo Langjun took the ointment and applied it to Luo Jiaojiao himself.

"I went to make soup and medicine. Although it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, but the inner strength of Yiyang is overbearing, your arm won't heal within ten days and half a month!"

The medicine man's words made Luo Jiaojiao's heart sink:
"What about tomorrow's group arena?"

"If we give up this game, we may not lose!"

Bo Langjun comforted Luo Jiaojiao with his mouth, but he had no idea in his heart.After all, the strength of the Baishan faction is there, and it should not be underestimated.

(End of this chapter)