More than an hour had passed since the fight started, but the two people on the stage were fighting fiercely, with no intention of deciding the winner.

Fang Gan relied on the soft gold silk armor to protect his body, opened and closed the two swords in his hands, and used all his moves to injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred times.

However, Luo Lin's shoulder was injured and his left hand had difficulty moving. He could only hold the sword with one hand. Facing Fang Gan's fierce offensive, he was a little tired for a while.

Although the figures of the two men were flying on the court, the fight was still very fierce, but from the audience, the two men were attacking and defending, and it seemed that Fang Gan had the upper hand at this time.

Now, the people in Shuiyue Peak, who had just calmed down for a while, started shouting again.

"Haha, Senior Brother Fang fought well!"

"I just said, how could Senior Brother Fang not be able to beat that kid!"

"Hahaha!"

But everyone didn't know that Fang Qian was secretly complaining in his heart. Although he relied on the power of the treasure armor, Luo Lin's body skills were extremely dexterous. Nine times out of ten, his attacks were dodged by Luo Lin's mysterious footwork.

Although Luo Lin's attacks could not break through his armor, they shocked his internal organs again and again.

Fang Gan was already covered in sweat. Under this fierce fighting style, every swing of the sword consumed a lot of his little physical strength.

Although Luo Lin seemed to be dodging awkwardly, he still had a strong breath. Apart from the ferocious wound on his left shoulder, there was no obvious scar on his body.

Fang Qian's eyes flashed, Luo Lin's skill was already deeper than his, if he continued to use it up like this, he would definitely lose.

With another loud sound of gold and iron clashing, the two figures were separated once again. Under the influence of the force of the counter-shock, they each took a few steps back and distanced themselves.

Fang Qian was already at the end of his strength, and he could only see that his steps were sloppy, and he finally managed to stabilize his body, his chest heaving up and down, and he was panting violently.

Luo Lin frowned and said coldly, "You lose."

Fang Qian didn't say a word when he heard this. He just tightened the handle of the knife in his hand and slashed at Luo Lin's chest with another sharp slash.

Luo Lin had no choice but to retract his sword and defend himself, holding the long sword across his chest to block Fang Gan's sword light.

Unexpectedly, Fang Gan suddenly changed his stance and suddenly changed his attack from a chop to a sweep, sweeping towards Luo Lin's legs.

Luo Lin calmly bent his legs slightly and jumped up to easily avoid Fang Gan's sword strike.

Seeing that Luo Lin easily avoided Fang Qian's sword strike again, Fang Qian not only was not disappointed, but also looked happy.

"I said, there is no way our side will lose!"

Fang Gan flipped his wrist, and a cold light suddenly flashed from the cuff of his left hand, shooting straight towards Luo Lin in the air.

"Be careful!!!" Liu Xiaolu in the audience screamed.

From the beginning of the fight between the two, Luo Lin has always looked calm and calm. Even if he was injured just now, he still looks calm and unhurried.

At this moment, the expression on Luo Lin's face finally changed. Obviously, he did not expect that in a public fight in full view of the public, Fang Gan would actually use a hidden weapon like a sleeve arrow to deal with him.

Luo Lin quickly leaned back in the air, did a somersault, and the silver sleeve arrow missed the corner of his clothes and shot towards the platform behind him.

When the shot missed, Fang Gan raised his left hand again to prepare for another arrow.

But Luo Lin had already landed on the platform at this time. With a flick of his long sword and some mysterious footwork under his feet, Luo Lin was in front of Fang Gan in an instant before anyone could react.

Fang Gan was shocked and turned pale. He quickly raised his scimitar to block Luo Lin's menacing sword, but it was too late.

Luo Lin thrust out his sword, and the tip of the sword hit Fang Gan's chest directly.

Even under the protection of the soft golden armor, Fang Qian still felt a pain in his chest, his internal organs felt like they were in overflowing waters, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Lin's face was cold, he changed his thrust to a pick, and then knocked Fang Gan away from the platform with another sword blow.

"Senior Brother Fang!"

"Senior Brother Fang, are you okay?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. ( (Dear brother)) How are you doing?"

As soon as Fang Qian landed, Li Qingwu and Shuiyue Peak's disciples surrounded him with cheers and glared at Luo Lin.

"Wow! Xiaolin, you are great! Xiaolin is invincible!!!"

Liu Xiaolu clapped his hands excitedly and ran towards the platform.

"You dare to hit Senior Brother Fang, you are dead!"

"Our senior brother Fang is the second son of Prince Yu's family. How dare you do this to our senior brother Fang!"

The people at Shuiyue Peak hurriedly helped Fang Gan up. Fang Gan was covering his chest, his face was pale, and he was staring at Luo Lin on the stage.

Luo Lin glanced at the embarrassed Fang Qian lightly, opened his red lips and said slowly: "Chenghui one hundred taels of gold."

"You, you, you..." "Pfft." Fang Qian felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood again, then rolled his eyes, and fainted just like that.

"Senior Brother Fang!!!"

"Senior Brother Fang, wake up!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Everyone in Shuiyue Peak suddenly became confused. After saying a few harsh words, they picked up Fang Qian and left in a hurry.

"Xiaolin, are you okay? Come on, let me take a look."

Liu Xiaolu didn't know when he had climbed up the platform and ran to Luo Lin's side. He pulled Luo Lin's sleeve and nervously checked his injury.

"It's okay, it's okay. It seems like no bones were hurt. I'll give you some medicine when you get back and it'll be fine in half a month."

After repeatedly confirming that Luo Lin's injury was not serious, Liu Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief.

A fair and slender hand gently brushed Liu Xiaolu's face, "Didn't you win the battle? Why are you crying?"

Liu Xiaolu was stunned and touched his face, only to realize that his face had been wet with tears for some time.

It seemed that the fight they had just fought was too intense, and her heart strings were tense. She was focused on the fight between the two. When she saw Luo Lin was suddenly injured, she was so anxious that she shed tears, but she didn't even notice.

Seeing Liu Xiaolu suddenly bowing her head and becoming silent, Luo Lin thought she was unhappy about the gambling money.

"Don't worry, I'll help you get your gambling money back."

With that said, he planned to chase in the direction where everyone from Shuiyue Peak had just left.

"No, no, no!" Liu Xiaolu hurriedly took Luo Lin's hand, "I don't want the hundred taels, let's go back first. Your wound needs to be treated as soon as possible."

The two returned to Bright Moon Peak. Liu Xiaolu dug out the medicine box, carefully cleaned Luo Lin's wound, then found a bandage and carefully bandaged it.

"That Fang Gan looks like a dog, so shameless." Liu Xiaolu tied a knot with cotton thread at the wound that Luo Lin had bandaged, and said angrily.

Then he pouted angrily and said, "I proposed a fight, but I actually had the nerve to wear inner armor and use a concealed weapon. How shameless!"

Liu Xiaolu was so excited that he put a little more force on his hand. Luo Lin hissed and turned around and said, "You can't say that. We didn't agree in advance not to use treasures and hidden weapons."

"It's shameless anyway. No wonder you hang out with that annoying peacock from Wangyue Peak all day long! They're a couple!"

"Peacock spirit?"
Chapter completed!