Lord of the night.

Chapter 38 You Want to Kill Me!
In the audience, a middle-aged man who looked to be only 35 or [-] years old had his arms folded and watched Fang Che walk away.

He smiled softly: "This kid, it's interesting."

Fang Che went all the way to the hospital affairs office and handed in the application for housing outside the hospital.

Inside was a bald old man, who looked up in surprise: "You bought a house next to the martial arts academy?"

He lowered his head and took another look, then said immediately: "Fang Che?"

He looked up: "Young Master Fang of Bibo City?"

Then: "Young Master Yi Boyun Tianfang?"

Finally: "No wonder so rich, no wonder no wonder, approved."

Duang!

Cover a chapter.

Fang Che felt dumbfounded when he got the approval letter.

This bald old man's yin and yang strangeness has almost reached a very awesome level.

But Fang Che was not angry.

This old man's three views are correct. You can't treat people as enemies just because they make fun of you.

Now that the matter is done, just say a few words when being said, who made himself a villain now?

Shi Shiran went home.

Practice for two hours, take a nap, and train Yemeng again, and then it shouldn't be too late to come back in the afternoon.

Fang Che left.

But the people on the other side of the ring are still bustling with noise.

From time to time, cheers sounded from the audience. It was the person who bet on him who had won.

It is worth mentioning that in this first game, everyone basically bet on the top three or six, and usually there would be no mistakes, but someone actually screamed.

This guy has a tuft of hair on his face, thin and dry.Because I lost too much in previous years, I bet on No.9, um, the lucky number for my birthday, I want to be upset.

As a result, the ninth guy was originally pretty good, but he was so unlucky that he bumped into Ding Juran in the first round of the draw.With one move, he was beaten so hard that he vomited blood and rolled off the ring.

So there was one more person down here who bowed and bowed and borrowed credits with a mournful face, but unfortunately, no one borrowed it.

Everywhere he went, he avoided him like the god of plague.

A solitary tuft of hair looks desolate among the crowd.

……

And Fang Che's performance aroused heated discussion.

Many people who were holding on to the points and waiting to see, abandoned Fang Che one after another and chose others.

Because although Fang Che won the first game quickly, he was fighting with bare hands.But everyone can see that although Fang Che seems to be much stronger than Lin Ziqing, he is still not as good as those who are winning cleanly in the ring now.

Moreover, many of Fang Che's victories were due to psychological factors - his vicious mouth stunned his opponent.

Therefore, Fang Che's support rate dropped significantly.

Of course, there is also a wave of good-looking girls who don't care about points and resolutely put their points on Fang Che!

"Winning or losing is not important, just for the beauty of this prosperous age, losing is worth it!"

It has to be said that there are not a few girls who are completely obsessed with sex.

The main thing is to play!

Hey, just play.

What are points?There are plenty of lick dogs!

……

In the ring, Fang Che's guess was good.

When he arrived slowly in the afternoon, he only hit No.40 five pairs, and he was still short of five pairs.

Fang Qingyun was waiting for him with a huge team. Compared with the previous day, the team was obviously much larger, with several beauties added.

"Cousin, why did you run away? I searched for you eight times around the ring!"

Fang Qingyun was a little angry: "This is such an important game for you, and you didn't stay at the scene to see the strength of others? How could you take it so lightly?"

"Isn't this cousin, are you here?"

Fang Che smiled: "You must have recorded all the news for me."

Fang Qingyun snorted and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve: "These are the winners of all previous battles. We analyzed them together."

Fang Che took it over and took a look, oh!
Very detailed.

Name, age, weapon, presumed cultivation level, combat characteristics, combat style, number of battles, and winning time.Then parentheses, doubts hide strength... blah blah blah...

"Too detailed!"

Fang Che took a quick look and saw that there were actually six people here, all of whom had won with one move.

Handy to the extreme.

And these six people are now the six with the highest support rates!

Huo Chulian, Ding Qiran, Qiuyunshang, Xie Gongping, Mo Ganyun, Ximen Rising Sun.

"It's basically as I guessed."

Fang Che looked at the six names.

In other words, these six people are the least exposed and have the highest support rate, especially Huo Churan and Qiu Yunshang, whose bets have exceeded [-]!
"How many people are beating me to win the championship now?" Fang Che asked.

"I don't know the number of people, but you have [-] points on you, ranking seventh!"

Fang Qingyun sighed.

"Why so many?"

"These are all points for appearance." One of the girls with big eyes said with a smile: "I bet [-] points on you. Who told our cousin to be handsome?"

"..."

Fang Che was speechless.He thought his approval rating had dropped, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

It can be seen that there is no cure for this troubled world.

"It seems that we need to keep a low profile. We will complete Huang Yifan's mission first and then focus on deceiving people."

Fang Che made up his mind: "As long as we can win. Let's talk about the rest..."

Four rounds completed.

Fifty people advance.

Draw lots again.

Fang Che is still No. [-], the first to draw.

Take it out and take a look.

Could not help but stunned.

The target is met so early: Ximen Xuri!

Fang Che immediately remembered the key words: hidden weapon, red blood snake!
But the information Sun Yuan gave him showed that he was an eighth-level warrior.

But I don't believe it at all; if you are a samurai of the eighth rank, it is absolutely impossible to kill monsters and grab points to get as high as No. 7 among so many people!
This kid is also an old cunt!

The two stood facing each other on the stage.

"Student Fang." Ximen Xuri, dressed in white, looks very handsome, with fair skin, tall, neither fat nor thin, and has a good temperament.

Although the face is longer, it is still not a horse face, at most it is a donkey face.

He obviously knew how to hide his weaknesses, his chin was slightly retracted, and he nodded gracefully: "It's a surprise, I met you this round, I'm sorry, there is really no coincidence for this kind of real battle."

The implication is obviously to satirize Fang Che's use of tricks to get the first place.

Fang Che smiled kindly: "What Ximen said is that it's no wonder he got the seventh place. His strength is indeed extraordinary."

Ximen Xuri's face slowly darkened, and he said calmly: "Fang Che, does your name mean that you have completely lost?"

Fang Che smiled faintly, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Ximen Xuri with a condescending look, and said calmly: "Classmate Ximen, I have learned a lot, and I have done some research on interpretation and calligraphy. Your name is not very auspicious."

Ximen Xuri: "Oh?"

"Since ancient times, the sun rises from the east, how can there be a rising sun in Ximen? Your name, you have turned the five elements upside down, and you will be condemned by heaven."

Fang Che said kindly: "How about changing your name?"

Ximen Xuri looked indifferent: "As long as I'm here, wherever I go, there will be the rising sun!"

Fang Che smiled faintly: "I'm afraid you, the rising sun in the west, will be completely knocked down when you meet me."

I've run out of words.

It's just that from the moment they stood on the stage, the two of them felt at the same time: they are not the same.

That kind of hostility is very strong.

No one took advantage of the verbal attacks, and both parties were very stable.

Since you can't tear open the opponent's mental gap as a breakthrough point, you can only see the real chapter under your hands.

Ximen Xuri shook his sleeves, revealing his white palms, sliding under his feet, sliding out seven meters as smoothly as on the ice, and slapped him with one palm!
Fang Che took a half step back, then kicked off and stepped back again, his black robe fluttering.

The starlight shone faintly for a moment, and it had already crossed two feet, and the same right palm was exposed and shot.

boom!
The two palms met and they made a muffled sound.

The black robe and white clothes fluttered up at the same time, and the two took three steps back at the same time.

The two referees on the stage looked at each other with admiration in their eyes.

This palm was done on purpose to test the opponent's strength.But the point is that neither side did their best!
Fang Che used the strength of the peak warrior Jiuzhong, while Ximen Xuri used the strength of the first warrior.

On the surface, they look evenly matched.

Ximen Xuri's face darkened.

His body spun around, and a small whirlwind suddenly appeared on the spot. The whole person had turned into a shadow, surrounding Fang Che, and attacked like a violent wind and rain.

Fang Che fought steadily and never was greedy for merit. He just raised his cultivation level to the first level of martial arts. He used every move to make a move, three points to attack and seven points to defend.

In an instant, black and white circled together on the ring, and they were inseparable. It seemed that a black and white half-circle Taiji diagram suddenly appeared.

Ximen Xuri occupied the seventh level of offensive and could be said to have the upper hand.But his heart became increasingly heavy.

Can't break through the opponent's defense.

Fang Che's defense was flawless.And every time there is a collision, I can feel the shock.Ximen Xuri felt even heavier.

The other party's cultivation level is definitely higher than yours!
Don't look at yourself as having a superficial advantage, but if you fight like this, you will definitely lose!Once the opponent counterattacks, he will lose.

Everyone saw that Ximen Xuri had the upper hand and was playing against Fang Che, but only Ximen Xuri, who was in the middle of the game, understood.In fact, he was the one who was really at a disadvantage!
I want to win!We can't let this kid pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!

Make up your mind.

The white shadow flashed, flipped in the air, and the white clothes spread out, just like a white crane appeared in the sky, turned over, and three rays of cold light shot out.

It's his hidden skill that keeps him under the radar.

"Go!"

The hidden weapon was shot before he gave a loud shout as a reminder.

The two referees secretly shook their heads. They had already disapproved of Ximen Xuri's character, but they were already ready to save Fang Che.

Fang Che obviously didn't expect it, and hid in a panic, barely escaping.

But seven rays of cold light flashed in the air again, and behind the seven rays of cold light were three almost invisible lights.

Three dark lights, a pair of Yintang, a pair of Dantian, and a pair of heart.

The mother and son seize the soul.

The referees all had anger in their eyes.

This is a killer move!
It was just a competition between classmates, no hatred or resentment, but a killer move actually appeared!
Fang Che turned sideways and drew his sword out of its sheath with a swipe. He seemed to be furious and uncontrollable.

With two clanging sounds, two three-edged nails were knocked down. His body shook continuously and suddenly rushed out from the gap in the hidden weapon.

The sword light suddenly became brighter, like a sun appearing on the arena, shining brightly.

"mean!"

Fang Che let out a loud roar, and blood burst out on the stage!
Ximen Xuri let out a shriek, and one arm connected to half of his shoulder fell to the dust in response.

Fang Che had already put his sword across Ximen Xuri's throat. He probably couldn't control his rage, and his arms seemed to be shaking a little. He roared angrily: "It's just a competition between classmates, and you actually want to kill me!"

The broken arm on the ground was stepped on by Fang Che. The wound was immediately bloody and bloody. The pale palm spread out and rolled out a steel needle that had been pinched in the palm!
Silence!

On the stage, Toru was trembling slightly, his face full of aggrieved anger.

It seems like a huge injustice has been done to him.

(End of this chapter)