Martial arts tournament opens

"Fuck you, I don't want it!"

Bai Zhihu stared, "No matter how you say it, I'm such a beautiful woman living with you, it's a pleasure to live with you anyway!"

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, you haven't paid this month's rent yet."

Lin Fan put away his phone and looked at Bai Zhihu seriously.

"you..."

Bai Zhihu was suddenly at a loss for words, and his heart was full of anger.

This guy's heart is probably not made of titanium alloy!

With a real beauty in front of her eyes, she only thinks about the rent!

Damn it!

How did such a straight man marry a wife?

Just as she was talking, Wu Qingge walked out of the room, as if she was about to go out.

"Hey! Dage, where are you going!?"

Seeing this, Bai Zhihu hurriedly inquired.

"I still have to go out and do some errands."

Wu Qingge frowned tightly, looking preoccupied.

"Da Ge, is something wrong?"

Seeing that his girlfriend was a little depressed, Bai Zhihu hurriedly said with concern: "Speak up and listen, maybe we can help!"

Wu Qingge didn't want to say it at first, but couldn't bear Bai Zhihu's questioning, so he could only say, "I just got the notice that the Martial Arts Conference will adopt a three-on-three battle method, and the winner will be determined by two wins and one loss."

"Isn't this pretty good! The odds of winning are much greater!"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Zhihu became happy.

"No, you think too simply."

Wu Qingge changed his previous posture, and sighed softly: "The people sent by the Wumeng are Xiong Haishan and Lu Xuanchang..."

At this point, she paused for a moment, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

It took a while before he answered, "There is also Venerable Panlong."

"What?"

"Valentine Panlong!?"

"What kind of joke is this!!"

Bai Zhihu's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't believe it.

As the founder of the Martial Arts Association, Venerable Panlong didn't help to defend the Martial Arts Association, but he actually helped the Martial Arts Association to participate in the Martial Arts Conference. It's outrageous!

Wu Qingge remained silent, and she couldn't figure out why.

I wanted to ask Venerable Panlong to clarify, but the other party deliberately closed the door and disappeared.

"Da Ge, don't be too discouraged. It's not like you won two out of three rounds."

Bai Zhihu took a deep breath, comforted his girlfriend and said, "As long as we win the other two games, it's also considered a win, isn't it?"

"Not sure."

Wu Qingge shook his head, "Other than Kuishan and I, there is no third person to join the battle. If there are not three people, it will be regarded as an automatic surrender."

"how come?"

Bai Zhihu was shocked, "There are so many people in the Martial Arts Association, you can just find anyone!"

Wu Qingge said helplessly: "The people in the Martial Arts Association have basically defected to Lu Xuanchang. Except for Kuishan, some of the remaining people refused to fight when they heard that the opposite was Venerable Panlong."

Bai Zhihu's expression turned ugly, "Then what should we do, isn't it a lost game this time?"

"If this battle is defeated, the Martial Arts Association will no longer be under my control, and Zhong Hai may be in chaos."

Wu Qingge felt very powerless for the first time.

Even though she is famous all over the world, but at this moment, there is nothing she can do.

"There are few people? Why don't you call me?"

Lin Fan interjected at this time, "Isn't he just a Panlong venerable, no one dares to fight, I'll fight."

"???"

Wu Qingge and Bai Zhihu were both stunned.

"Are you crazy?"

"Are you going to fight Venerable Panlong?"

"How many lives do you think you have?"

Bai Zhihu thought that Lin Fan must have lost his mind, otherwise he would not be able to say this.

Wu Qingge also thought so, looking at Lin Fan with a hint of disappointment.

Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. This kind of mindless bragging is nothing more than a self-defeating end.

"It's up to you to believe it or not, but I dare say that as long as I play, Venerable Panlong will definitely lose!"

Lin Fan's swearing appearance made Wu Qingge and Bai Zhihu think he was crazy even more.

"Lin Fan, don't talk about it, Venerable Panlong is really not something you can fight."

Bai Zhihu persuaded from the side, not wanting Lin Fan to lose his life because of this.

Ever since the last rainy night to arrest the murderer, she has had such a liking for the man in front of her.

If Lin Fan hadn't sacrificed himself to hold back the three half-step masters, all the security guards who participated in the arrest would have died at the hands of Yuye Rentu and the other three murderers.

"If I don't go, is there anyone else willing to go?"

"Since that's the case, then why do you have to worry about it? Wouldn't it be better to just admit defeat?"

Lin Fan shrugged, hitting the nail on the head.

"this..."

Bai Zhihu choked for a moment, and Wu Qingge frowned even more.

What Lin Fan said is correct. The problem now is not whether they can win the game, but whether they can gather the number of players!

If you can't even get the three players together, let alone talk about winning or not, you won't even have a chance to fight in the next round!

Bai Zhihu said angrily: "The Wumeng is too despicable. They just know that no one dares to fight Venerable Panlong, so they deliberately arranged three-on-three!"

"It's useless to say these things now."

Wu Qingge sighed, and turned to Lin Fan, "Are you sure you want to participate in this conference?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Lin Fan nodded.

"Okay, then it's up to you to fight Venerable Panlong."

Wu Qingge gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind.

When Bai Zhihu heard this, he became anxious, "Da Ge, why are you messing around with him? Letting him fight Venerable Panlong doesn't mean he is going to die!"

"Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Wu Qingge explained: "I will arrange him for the third game. In the first two games, I will play against Xiong Haishan, and Kui Shan will play against Lu Xuanchang. As long as he can win these two games, he will not have to play."

"Tian Ji's horse race!"

Bai Zhihu suddenly realized, "If you use a low-grade horse against a high-grade horse, it doesn't matter if you surrender in the last battle!"

Wu Qingge nodded slightly, "Yes, that's what it means."

"That's pretty good. Then you will fight Venerable Panlong."

Bai Zhihu wasn't worried anymore, and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, "You will surrender directly when the time comes, and nothing will happen to you. Besides, you are still inferior, and you won't be ashamed if you lose."

A few black lines appeared on Lin Fan's forehead.

Why are you talking so badly?

You are the horse!

...

Two days later, the Martial Arts Conference started.

The venue is located at the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, where there is a rather large arena.

The surrounding stands have already been well-arranged. There are large and comfortable sofas. Each sofa is equipped with a marble coffee table, complete with fruit plate, wine and water.

At this moment, the hundreds of sofas are already full of guests.

Xiong Haishan invited all the prominent figures in Zhong Hai to come over.

The purpose of doing this is very simple, it is to show the strength of the Wumeng in front of all the forces in Zhonghai!

As key figures in this martial arts conference, Wu Qingge and Xiong Haishan stood on both sides of the ring, looking at each other from a distance.

She was dressed in a white exercise suit, with high-tipped hair, and she was quite heroic, living up to the name of a warrior.

On the contrary, Xiong Haishan had a thick back and a wolf waist, only wearing a vest, with a somewhat sneer on his face, which gave off a sinister and very uncomfortable feeling.