Murong Fu vertical and horizontal Douluo

Chapter 50 Swordsman
Murong Fu's physiognomy is mediocre, but even with his mediocre level, it can still be seen that the little fat man in front of him is no longer with Yuan Yang Jing.And the frequency of intercourse is probably not low!At least two days and three times!
Obediently boom! , This is a little pervert!But it's not right, the little fat man doesn't have any lustful look on his face.Murong Fu took a closer look and gradually discovered the problem.The little fat man's ears were slightly red, and his cheeks were also flushed abnormally.This is a manifestation of a problem with the kidney meridian of foot shaoyin.

However, the problem is not that the kidney meridian is damaged. On the contrary, because the kidney meridian of this little fat man is obviously stronger than other meridians for some unknown reason, this leads to excess kidney water, and his desire for intercourse will far exceed that of ordinary people.To put it bluntly, it is uncontrollable lust.

When you are young, you may be healthy, but when you get older, maybe 25 or [-], or early [-]s, the innate vitality will be exhausted, and the internal organs will be infected by the turbid qi caused by excess kidney water. , and then the whole person will age rapidly, and the person will be useless.

But why?

"Hey, I thought I was already a top genius with a mutated martial soul. But, you are even weirder than me." Ma Hongjun murmured, and then glanced at Ning Rongrong regretfully: "Goddess, can you Change the condition. I don't think I can beat this brother."

Martial soul mutation!Murong Fu's heart twitched slightly, thinking that this might be the reason for the abnormality of the little fat man's kidney meridian.

After hearing Ma Hongjun's words, Ning Rongrong immediately looked disgusted: "Then there is no other way, it's not that I don't give you a chance!"

"Ah, God, why are you being so unfair to me?" Ma Hongjun said with tears streaming down his face.Both Ning Rongrong and Murong Fu couldn't help smiling.

At this moment, a waiter couldn't come over quickly, and whispered something in a low voice beside the beautiful manager who was following Ning Rongrong.The manager nodded after hearing this, and came forward to ask a question respectfully: "Honorable lady, sir, the player I mentioned to you earlier is here, look, you two, are you going to compete now?"

"Yes, yes!" Before Murong Fu could speak, Ning Rongrong spoke first: "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Okay, both of you, please follow me. The competition is set to be in the NO.11 ring." The beauty manager said, making a gesture of invitation.

"Wow, NO.11 arena!" Ma Hongjun shouted, "Big arena!"

"What's the explanation?" Murong Fu asked casually.

"The smaller the ring number, the more intense the competition! I haven't competed in a ring numbered below fifteen. Boss Dai has fought, but not a few times." Ma Hongjun explained.

"Boss Dai?" Ning Rongrong had a strange look on his face: "You said, it can't be someone named Dai Mubai, right?"

"Ah, Goddess, do you recognize Boss Dai?" Ma Hongjun's expression suddenly became strange.

Ning Rongrong seemed to understand his thoughts in seconds, pretending not to care and said: "Yeah, that bastard also came over to strike up a conversation with you, but was taught a lesson by my flower protector!"

"No, flower protector, why are you so embarrassed?" Murong Fu looked at Ning Rongrong with disbelief.

"You defeated Boss Dai?" Ma Hongjun looked at Murong Fu with disbelief.

"Damn it, am I not prettier than Hua?" Ning Rongrong complained dissatisfied.As for Ma Hongjun's surprise, Murong Fu just smiled and didn't answer.

When they arrived at the NO.11 ring, the three of them saw the opponent Murong Fu had found in the Soul Arena.

With just one glance, Murong Fu's eyes lit up.

It was a handsome young man, about 20 years old.His face is like a crown and his eyes are like stars, although he is not as handsome as Murong Fu or Dai Mubai, but he is quite good.But what Murong Fu cares about is naturally not his appearance, but his temperament.It was an incomparably sharp temperament, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The young man was obviously quite extraordinary, and he was also accompanied by a service manager. He was talking to him at this time. Hearing what the service manager said, the young man looked over here.

"Wei Qingping?" Ning Rongrong yelled strangely, then walked two steps quickly to the side of the man, then went up and kicked his calf: "Why are you here?"

"Miss Rongrong!" The young man, Wei Qingping, seeing that it was Ning Rongrong, cupped his fists and saluted: "Wei Qingping met Miss Rongrong."

"Know each other?" Murong Fu and Ma Hongjun stepped forward, looking curiously at the two who were obviously familiar with each other.

"That's right, this Wei Qingping, my younger brother." Ning Rongrong introduced to Murongfu and the other with a carefree face: "Don't look at this gentle guy, he's quite vicious in the soul fighting arena. Hey, I remember you Heaven Dou City has won eleven consecutive victories at most, right?"

"It's just a fluke." Wei Qingping nodded with a smile, then glanced at Murong Fu and Ma Hongjun, and finally fell on Murong Fu who had a more calm temperament: "This little brother can't be from the side of the fighting spirit field." The opponent I dated, right?"

"Yes, please advise me!" Murong Fu nodded with a smile.

"Two, can we have a competition now?" The executive referee of this field stepped forward and asked.

Murong Fu and Wei Qingping nodded in agreement, and then walked onto the ring from both sides.

"I heard that my little brother won three consecutive victories, and even his martial soul is useless. I wonder what you plan to do with me?" Wei Qingping looked at Murong Fu and asked with a light smile.

"It depends!" Murong Fu replied.

"Okay!" Wei Qingping flicked his right arm, and there was already a long sword with blue light in his palm, and three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared at the foot.Before he could make a move, there were faint streams of fierce sword energy surrounding him.

"Good realm!" Murong Fu secretly praised, the other party obviously not only possesses the sword martial soul, but also a person who loves swords.That's why he has this sharp sword intent, which is not easy given his age.

"Little brother, be careful!" Wei Qingping let out a soft whistle, and moved in front of Murong Fu, cutting his sword across Murong Fu's chest.Murong Fu only took a step back, the tip of the sword almost brushed against his chest, but it didn't hurt the slightest bit.When the sword edge passed by, he immediately turned over and took a step forward, turned his finger into a sword, and pointed at Wei Qingping's chest.Well, in fact, Murong Fu wanted to touch the other person's eyebrows more, but Wei Qingping was almost a head taller than him, so it was a bit difficult.

Seeing this, Wei Qingping smiled, turned her palms over, lifted the long sword upside down, and slashed at Murong Fu's arm with her backhand.If Murong Fu's finger is really pressed down, the whole arm will be cut off by him.

But Murong Fu noticed that the opponent's wrist made a slight arc, and the sword was a slash or a slap.

Are you humiliating me?Murong Fu secretly smiled, but the other party had good intentions, if he relied on this to force him to press him, it would not be upright enough.Immediately, he turned sideways to avoid the sword, and then made another backhand.This palm contains soul power, and there is a strong wind in the palm.

Wei Qingping's eyes were fixed, she drew back and at the same time swept her long sword, shattering the palm.Murong Fu chuckled, rubbed his body forward, then took two steps but suddenly turned to the side paradoxically, just avoiding Wei Qingping's stab, then took a step forward and lowered himself to avoid a sweep, then suddenly moved forward Back and forth, left and right, after avoiding several attacks in a row, he suddenly stepped forward, and actually got three feet in front of Wei Qingping.

Wei Qingping was shocked, and quickly pulled back again. At the same time, she swung out a sword, and at the same time the first soul ring on her side lit up.

Murong Fu stopped abruptly, and wanted to dodge the sword as hard as before.However, the tip of the sword was facing the side of his face, and he retreated suddenly.But even so, there was still a long slit in the chest placket.And the sword body was clearly more than three inches away from him!

"Sword glow!" Murong Fu's expression became serious in an instant, and he looked at the young swordsman in front of him in surprise.Yes, not a soul master, but a swordsman!

　A little bit powerful dragon suit~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)