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Chapter 269 Beiyue Iron Fist

Suddenly I was called...

Not only Liu Haoran, but even Li Bai didn't react for a while.

After a while, Liu Haoran sat up suddenly, and then looked at Li Bai with excitement:

"Master!"

Li Bai frowned.

He originally wanted to observe the Beiyue Iron Fist's method first, but he never dreamed that the Beiyue Iron Fist was a coincidence and was caught off guard.

After thinking about it carefully, he reminded Liu Haoran:

"You and I don't know this Beiyue Iron Fist. Don't hold back after you come on the court."

Seeing that Li Bai agreed to let him play, Liu Haoran was overjoyed and nodded constantly and said:

"Don't worry, Master, I will do my best as soon as I get on the court."

The so-called son is worried about his mother who is worried about Li Bai's not worried at this moment, but he has no choice but to pat Liu Haoran on the shoulder: "The winner is not important, if you can't beat him, you will admit defeat."

At this moment, Beiyue Iron Fist on the other side of the ring saw that Li Bai had not responded for a long time and immediately shouted:

"Don't be too late. If you want to admit defeat, don't waste everyone's time!"

When Liu Haoran heard this, he was not angry but grinned excitedly, and then looked at Li Bai:

"Master, I'm going!"

Li Bai nodded: "Be careful, if you can't beat it, run away, if you can beat it, if you can, greet you to death."

He was well aware of the importance of a final blow and couldn't help but remind Liu Haoran again.

"I know!"

Liu Haoran responded with a cheerful voice, then jumped up with the Xueyin Crazy Sword in his hand.

Then he saw his body leaping like the wind, leaping twenty or thirty feet, and landing on the arena in three or two steps.

His skill of light body was not unique in his skills. The surging energy emitted by his body every time he leaped up, which made the spectators in the stands admire him.

All of us here are discerning people, and we can confirm at a glance that this unlucky guy named first is not a person who is just a substitute.

"You are pretty good."

Looking at Liu Haoran who fell on the stage, Beiyue nodded arrogantly with his arms crossed his chest.

Combined with his current status as a champion of three times, this arrogance is not too disgusting.

At least the spectators in the stands had no special reaction to this.

"Whoever signs up for the first time? When the competition begins, you will have no chance."

He then said, "I'm going to be a little bit louder to Liu Haoran."

Liu Haoran was in a good mood at this time, and immediately imitated others' wishes and bowed a little clumsyly:

"Senior Tiequan, please call me Alang, your real name... I won't say it anymore. I'll say it, my master will scold me."

This sound immediately caused laughter from the spectators around him.

"I thought I could practice, but I didn't expect that there would be a baby who didn't lose his breasts!"

Beiyue Iron Fist followed and sneered.

So the spectators in the stands around burst into laughter.

Liu Haoran was not stupid, so he naturally understood that Beiyue Iron Fist was making fun of himself.

But at this moment, he was still immersed in the joy of being able to go on stage and was still not angry.

In his life creed, as long as he can do something, he will never talk.

However, Li Bai, who was sitting in the stands at this time, had a pale face.

He directly used the notes to transmit voice to Liu Haoran:

"Whether you win or not today is second. Don't break a few teeth, and don't tell others that I am your master in the future."

Liu Haoran grinned, then held Xue Yin's crazy knife and raised his chin to look at the Beiyue Iron Fist:

"Have you finished speaking with Senior Iron Fist? We can do it after we finish speaking."

Beiyue Tieqin turned cold when he heard this.

In his opinion, a junior like "Liu Haoran" who doesn't even have the qualifications to talk to him outside the ghost market, now he dares to talk back, and he immediately becomes annoyed.

"Young people are not good at learning skills, but they are most afraid of being impatient. They don't even have the patience to be taught a few words by their predecessors. Such people will never make progress." Beiyue Tie Fist slowly put on a pair of boxing gloves, and looked at Liu Haoran and sneered.

This time, Liu Haoran simply didn't say a word, and pulled out the Xueyin Kuang Knife, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and looked like he was facing the enemy.

Seeing this, Beiyue Tieqin's face turned pale.

Liu Haoran's silent response was completely ignored by him.

So the Beiyue iron fist clenched his fist suddenly, and the Qi in his body exploded, forming a thick Qi in his body.

Liu Haoran also poured a Yuanli into the Snow Drinking Crazy Sword. The sword body that was already emitting coldness was immediately covered with a layer of frost. At the same time, the unique Aohan true energy of [Aohan Six Skills] was released from his body. Suddenly, Liu Haoran's body seemed to be wrapped around a layer of wind and snow, and his whole body looked a little blurred.

Then the two began to stare at each other and slowly paced around the ring, as if looking for an opportunity to take action.

The relaxed atmosphere on the field just now entered a tense state.

Even the spectators in the stands around him couldn't help but become nervous.

For a moment, everyone forgot that Alang on the field was the object of their teasing.

Just like the others in the stands, Li Bai's attention was also all on the ring at this time, and it was not until Mr. Bai came to him that he found someone approaching.

"The little guy is still not very lucky. This first game is when Beiyue Iron Fist is at its peak, and even I have to be afraid of it."

Mr. Bai sat down next to Li Bai and said.

"Mr. Bai is too modest." Li Bai crossed his hands and supported his chin, and his eyes were still staring at the ring.

Li Baiyun's calm and gentle words shocked Mr. Bai.

Because he heard from Li Bai's tone that Li Bai's words were neither perfunctory nor flattery, but he actually saw his cultivation.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a sudden explosion occurred in the direction of the ring.

I saw that the magic power at Beiyue Iron Fist, who was originally walking, suddenly dissipated like a ray of blue smoke, and then appeared less than two feet away in front of Liu Haoran.

And at this time, Beiyue Iron Fist had already lifted his fist and punched Liu Haoran with a fist shadow all over the sky.

Whether it was the timing or the amazing power that the punch was released, it made everyone on the field exclaim.

"It's over, once you're close to three meters, it's hard to get rid of it... Hum?"

"Bang!"

Mr. Bai was about to say that Liu Haoran would find it difficult to get rid of the Northern Mountain Iron Fist next, but suddenly he saw three huge sword auras rushing towards the fist shadows all over the sky like surging waves.

In just a moment, the Beiyue Iron Fist was slashed backwards by these three sword auras.
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