Waste material against the sky: the supreme concubine

After Lan Yao's wonderful competition for the first time, he has accumulated too much popularity.

When Lan Yao's name came out, there was a burst of exclamation from the venue.

Lan Yao smiled and stretched out her hand, beckoning to everyone, like the head of a country.

"Crack!" A sudden voice made everyone fall silent.

After regaining consciousness, I saw Lan Yao stretched out her right hand towards the sky, made a ding, raised her head and said boldly, "Who is the winner of the competition?"

"Lan Yao, Lan Yao, Lan Yao..." Immediately, shouts came from all around the venue.

Hai Jun and Ouyang Yu, who squeezed to the front of the ring, heard what happened yesterday, and they all cheered for Lan Yao. They didn't squeeze in yesterday, and they went to the wrong place. That's why they didn't see Lan Yao's match.

I didn't expect to see Lan Yao's appearance as soon as I arrived at the competition venue.

What surprised them even more was that all the martial artists who were watching shouted Lan Yao, which really made Hai Jun and the others feel ashamed. This is probably the first time in history, right?

"Crack!" Lan Yao stretched out her left hand again, and asked loudly with a ding, "Do you still want to watch yesterday's performance?"

"Think!" There was another cry of anticipation, which made everyone's blood boil. Yesterday's game was really exciting.

At the end of the match, many people gathered around the teahouse and tavern to discuss Lan Yao's match the most, and the other matches lost their color one after another.

Of course, those people on the rostrum were also indispensable. They also discussed Lan Yao's game and attracted several referees to watch Lan Yao's game.

They didn't expect Lan Yao to be so strong that everyone almost obeyed his orders.

Lan Yao walked to the edge of the ring, touched her chin, and asked, "Who has brought good wine! If there is no good wine, there is no good-looking one!"

"Yes, I have!"

"For you, we have specially prepared the best wine!"

"Just say, we'll give it to you right away!"

"..." There was a sound of support, and some people had already raised their wine jars and arched them towards Lan Yao.

Hai Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to Ouyang Yu, "I said Ouyang, I... Did I read it right?"

"No!" Ouyang Yu said with a wry smile, shaking his head.

He also didn't expect Lan Yao to be so powerful, so many people gave her good wine.

Suddenly, a jug of wine flew over from the rostrum, and Lan Yao turned her head to watch the gradually growing wine jug behind her head straight towards her.

Lan Yao stomped her feet and flew into the air, reached out to catch the wine jar in the sky, and fell from the sky in a circle.

"Little guy, if you don't give me a good performance, I will pay for this wine!" A voice came from the rostrum.

Everyone couldn't believe it, all the referees on the rostrum came, it was really amazing.

Lan Yao smelled the aroma of the wine and said gratefully, "Since this is the case, then the younger generation would rather be respectful than obedient!"

The referee on the ring yelled, "Wu Lei is welcome! Play against Lan Yao!"

"Touch!" A burly man, who was half the height of Lan Yao, landed on the ring, and a cloud of dust kicked up under his feet.

Lan Yao hugged her wine jar and looked up at Wu Lei. She didn't expect to fight against a tall man.

"Okay! Since it's delivered to your door, how can I, Lan Yao, refuse?" Lan Yao smiled slightly, and said to Wu Lei, "Brother, you also know that everyone wants to see my performance, so can you Let me drink this altar of wine!"

"Hmph, I watched your martial arts competition yesterday and it's nothing special, just drink it!" Wu Lei waved his hand, and very "stupidly" agreed to Lan Yao's request.

Lan Yao drank nearly one of the three wines, hiccupped while holding the wine jar, and put the wine jar on a corner.

Turning around, Lan Yao looked at Wu Lei, her footsteps began to be vain, and she made moves on the ring.

"Let's get started!" Lan Yao hooked her hand, turned her head and said to Wu Lei.

"Hmph!" Wu Lei snorted coldly, clenched his fists with veins popping out of his fists, he looked like a master of strength.

Lan Yao didn't want her Taiji to be exposed again, and planned to reveal it at the end.

I saw Lan Yao swaying in front of Wu Lei, "Hoo hoo..." Wu Lei rushed towards Lan Yao with both fists.

Lan Yao leaned back to the sky, or her body rotated in circles with her waist, as flexible as a snake.

Wu Lei stretched out his hand to hold Lan Yao's wrist, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And Lan Yao looked up, looked at the smile on Wu Lei's face, and said, "Do you think you can catch me?"

Before Wu Lei could react, Lan Yao withdrew his hands like strips from Wu Lei's hand, then somersaulted a few times, and was already five steps away from him.

Looking at his feelings, Wu Lei felt like a loach just now, but he didn't expect Lan Yao's hands to be so nimble.

"In that case!" Wu Lei sneered, and attacked Lan Yao again.

Lan Yao raised her left foot, put her hands on both sides in a hook style, and threw it towards Wu Lei.

Regardless of their burly stature, generally these people's feet are not very stable, so Lan Yao attacked Wu Lei's feet.

"Bang bang!" Lan Yao flicked Wu Lei's knees with both hands.

Wu Lei stepped back a few steps, bent down and touched his knees with both hands, looked at Lan Yao, thinking to himself that the little guy's hand strength is really not ordinary weak.

Lan Yao smiled, then leaned back to the sky again, as if drinking.

"This little guy's move is very strange! Who taught this?" On the rostrum, the rough man who gave the blue Yao wine just now asked suspiciously.

"I said Li Yi, can you sit down and take a good look at it, you are blocking our view!" A middle-aged man kindly reminded Li Yi who was standing.

Li Yi turned his head and stared dissatisfiedly, "Feng Weilun, what's your name? I want to see if you can still stop me? I want to take a good look at how he practiced such a powerful move!"

Li Yi usually sips like this, but he didn't expect Lan Yao to be better than him, and he can play so well after drinking, so he must ask for advice.

"Oh, your temper is still the same!" Feng Weilun shook his head helplessly.

He had heard them talking about Lan Yao a long time ago, and he had met Lan Yao once before, so Feng Weilun also came to join in the fun, but Li Yi blocked him in front of him, and he could only find a way to watch Lan Yao Wonderful performance, to be honest, it is really extraordinary as Lin Zhian said.

The men on the podium looked at Li Yi and Feng Weilun and smiled helplessly. They didn't want to miss such a wonderful performance.

Seeing Lan Yao's strange moves, but also full of profound meanings, they were all very interested.

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