The Evil King's Favorite: The Wastewood Princess is going to defy the sky

Chapter 235 Martial Arts Tournament 3
At this time, Luo Shui couldn't help it, she stared at the scholar coldly and shouted: "That man is obviously going to admit defeat, it's too cruel for you to hit so hard!"

The scholar raised his head and glanced at Luoshui, his expression was still cold and evil: "There is no such thing as cruelty in a battle. Since your strength is not as good as others, then hide your head like a turtle and don't come out in the crowd!" Fan Zi pointed to the circle of people at the bottom and continued: "With me, those who don't admit defeat and dare to come up to compete with me will end up like that! Those who are brave will come up, and those who are not will continue to hide below Be a shrinking turtle!"

The onlookers were talking again, but thinking about the fate of the butcher just now, the weaker ones were just trying to show off their quick tongue, and did not dare to go up and really challenge the scholar.

After a while, when Luo Shui was about to play, an old man stepped out from the crowd.

The old man looked kindly, with a long beard hanging down his face, almost reaching his waist.

After the old man stood on the stage, there was a lot of cheers from below, but the old man was not disturbed by the atmosphere below at all, probably because he was guarding against another sneak attack from the scholar. As soon as the old man entered the yellow line, he looked at the scholar very vigilantly, and did not salute like a butcher .

The scholar saw the old man coming up, and his eyes looked even more contemptuous: "Old man, I said that you are very old, and it is not easy to cultivate mysteries. I advise you to roll on now. You have lived to such a long age, and you will lose your life." It’s not worth it here!”

The old man has the strength of the Great Perfection of Xuanqi Realm, and his strength is higher than that of the scholar. Even so, the old man still dare not underestimate the strength of the scholar.After seeing the scholar's cruelty just now, the old man didn't have a friendly look towards the scholar, he said coldly: "The old man has lived enough to live to this age, and now getting rid of a cruel and tyrannical person in this world can be regarded as a blessing One side of the people, even if they lose their lives here, it is a good deal! Today, just see how I deal with you!"

The scholar smiled evilly and said, "Since this is the case, don't blame me for being rude!" After speaking, the scholar opened the fan in his hand, then turned the fan in his hand and attacked the old man.

The old man looked at the flying fan very calmly, he let out a low drink, and saw that his waist-length beard had grown longer like ramen noodles!

I saw the old man's beard dexterously wrapped around the scholar's fan, and with a strong pull, the scholar's fan was pulled from the air and flew to the ground.

The scholar was not worried when the weapon was knocked down to the ground. He looked at the old man's beard in surprise, and then shook his head regretfully.

All of a sudden, the scholar exerted his strength, and saw his hands melted into a circle, and a vortex of profound energy boiled in his palm. The vortex of profound energy was transparent, but there were streams of hot air spreading out, especially around the palms of the scholar. The air in the room was scorched by the hot air, which showed how strong the hot air in this mysterious vortex was.

After the old man felt the heat in the vortex, his expression was very dignified. His beard became longer as he danced in the air. Before the vortex in the scholar's palm attacked, the old man took the lead in attacking.

The old man poured profound energy into his beard, and the beard immediately condensed into a strand, becoming straight and hard, like a steel bar.

(End of this chapter)