69: C69 A belated cheer!

C69 A belated cheer!

"I declare, in the third round, Fang Shaobai wins, and Fang Shaoying loses!"

When the aged and dignified voices of the group of Great Elders rang out, it was as if the people had just woken up from a nightmare.

"How did Fang Shaoying lose? He's the first samurai, how could she lose to Fang Shaobai?"

Who can tell me how Fang Shaoying lost? I didn't understand!

"How can this be? Is the world going to turn upside down?"

Some people were shocked. Some people were so anxious that they were on the verge of crying. Some people even started to doubt their own lives ?

Damn it, Fang Shaoying was a warrior rank expert, how did she lose to Fang Shaobai?

"This is impossible!" Fang Shaofeng cried out in excitement. He felt that she had personally witnessed the funniest thing in the world, something so ridiculous and ridiculous had happened in front of him, but she couldn't find an explanation for it.

The only people who could answer Fang Shaofeng were two people. One was Fang Shaobai, and the other was Fang Shaoying. Fang Shaobai couldn't ask, but Fang Shaoying couldn't. The current him had already been completely shocked by Fang Shaobai, and this loss had already caused him to crumble. She sat on the ground in a daze, staring at Fang Shaobai in a daze.

A person who had clearly already started his victory declaration and was prepared to welcome his victory with a single strike, enjoying a brand-new life, suddenly losing was the only thing he could do now, and could only start to doubt his own life.

The sky collapsed!

At least, in Fang Shaoying's heart, the sky had collapsed into pieces at this moment.

At this moment, Fang Shaobai's sky slowly rose, and a light brighter than the blazing sun shined down in all directions.

"This brat not only has Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple, but he can even defeat warriors beyond his cultivation level. Not only is his cultivation level high, it's also extremely rich!"

Fang Hantian recalled Fang Shaobai's dazzling attack in shock, and had to admit that at his current realm, he thought that the strike was filled with astonishment. The blade strike was completely enchanting, illogical, overbearing, and unreasonable.

This clan's contest conference seemed to have been held just to give Fang Shaobai a proper name. Just at this moment, someone in the stands suddenly cried out in surprise, "The First Young Master is awesome! Cheers for the Eldest Young Master!"

Don't blame the world for being too realistic.

The rule of respecting the strong was an immutable iron law that would never change.

As long as you are strong, there will be people who are willing to cheer for you, and even more so crazily. When you display your powerful strength, people will not care about how useless you were in the past, they will only cheer for you, and they will even crazily beautify you. They will embrace you like the moon in the sky.

At this moment, there was a portion of people who started to cheer for Fang Shaobai's power, and some even started to whisper amongst themselves. Their faces were filled with excitement when they realized: So it turns out that the Eldest Young Master had always been fickle, although she clearly had a powerful cultivation, he did not easily show it to others. Even when she was scolded as trash, she did not refute.

It could be said that Fang Shaobai had won in a fight, and if she did not take action, it would be like a thunderstorm. At least from this moment onwards, no one dared to call him trash. If he was trash, how many people in the Fang family would not be trash?

Are you not trash? Why don't you try defeating the first samurai with your Ninth Martial Disciple?

All the servants with the surname Du had extremely ugly expressions, just like their master, Du Ruhui. Almost on one side, they wrote "Anger", and on the other, they wrote "Anger".

That's right, they were extremely furious at Fang Shaobai's victory, and at the cheers coming from the crowd.

He never thought that Fang Shaobai would be so powerful that even Fang Shaoying would be defeated, then the chances of victory for the battle between the two of them was not that high. If the Second Young Master really failed, then they would all be swept out of the house, how dejected would they be?

"Five Patriarchs, Brother Lin, Brother Huang, Brother Wang, Brother Xu, Brother Li, this is truly embarrassing!"

Fang Hantian wouldn't forget that he still had a wager with the five patriarchs, a total of ten peak Hong Rank martial skills. Adding the five divisions that she had won before, she now had a total of fifteen peak-level Hong-rank battle techniques. The strength of the youths of the clans below him would increase by a large amount in the next two to three years.

If only he knew that Fang Shaobai was so powerful, he would have gambled more. Even if he had to gamble all the treasures of the Fang Family, he was not afraid.

The faces of the five Patriarchs turned ugly. Oh, no, they were probably convulsing. A person wanting to lose three battle techniques at the peak of Hong-rank wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small amount either. Especially since Lin Shanhe could not accept it the most, he felt that he had lost the most in this Fang Family competition.

Not only did her son Lin Qiuluo come to him to be beaten up, she even offered him three pieces of peak Hong-rank skills. Lin Shanhe really wanted to slap himself twice in order to suppress the tragic thoughts of people who were starting to doubt their own lives.

After all, Lin Shanhe did not really slap him. With infinite grievances in their hearts, they could only obediently take out two peak Hong Rank martial skills with the other four Patriarchs.0

With these fifteen Hong-rank Peak Martial Skills in hand, the Fang family's arsenal was immediately increased by a level. They no longer had to worry about not having enough Martial Skills to reward the Fang family's outstanding youths.

And these were all the windfalls brought about by Fang Shaobai.

Fang Hantian suddenly felt a little grateful towards Fang Shaobai. If it wasn't for Fang Shaobai causing trouble, how could they earn so much money?

After a few minutes, only then did someone react and ran over to help Fang Shaoying out.

At this time, Fang Shaoying finally regained her senses, and just before sshe left the stage, he shot Fang Shaobai a sinister look. No one could understand the cowardice in his heart, but if they saw the look in his eyes, they would know that he hated Fang Shaobai, and that it was not an ordinary hatred.

It is mediocre not to be hated.

Fang Shaobai lightly glanced at him as a response. He was not afraid of Fang Shaoying's anger, she only wanted Fang Shaoying to know, don't provoke me. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as contest conference losing.

Since she, Fang Shaobai, had chosen to erupt, then she was definitely not a merciful and lenient person.

Following Fang Shaoying's lonely exit, the third round of the Fang Family's contest conference ended. The remaining six people were even more eye-catching, and the top three in this competition of skills would soon be decided between them.

But at this point, who was in the top three no longer attracted that much attention. Everyone was even more eager to see if Fang Shaobai and Fang Shaofeng would meet in the next round.

At this time, any rational person would not foolishly think that Fang Shaobai's challenge to Fang Shaofeng would be a one-sided defeat. Since Fang Shaobai could defeat Fang Shaoying and take out her Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple cultivation, it was bound that it wouldn't be so simple for Fang Shaofeng to defeat him.

Now, it all depended on whether Fang Shaobai could create another miracle and ignore the terrifying power of a genius with two different elements. If that really was the case, then it would be even more fun. It could also be considered a great reshuffle of the Fang family's young generation.

Unfortunately, the result of the lottery once again disappointed those who were filled with expectations. The servants with the surname Du all secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as though at this moment, they actually subconsciously did not wish for Fang Shaobai to meet Fang Shaofeng so soon.

This Fang Shaobai was too terrifying, she repeatedly revealed her new cultivation, who knew if he was still hiding her cultivation?

Fang Shaobai still did not meet Fang Shaofeng in the fourth round. Maybe there was some kind of invisible force that made the two brothers want to fight at a moment when they were more focused on him.

As the two of them did not meet face to face, Fang Shaobai's opponent turned into a Ninth Martial Disciple. This person's cultivation was not bad, moreover, she had grasped two types of Hong Pin High Rank Martial Skill, he was indeed a hard to deal with person, being able to reach this step could not be considered as lucky.

But unfortunately, he met Fang Shaobai. The Blue Flaming Cat possessed their body, and their cultivation rose straight to the Ninth Stage Peak Martial Disciple. Their spirit energy was incomparably pure, and had already surpassed the boundaries of a normal Ninth Martial Disciple, being able to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the first samurai.

With one power defeating ten, the opponent was finally unable to withstand Fang Shaobai's overbearing attack. After holding on for a few moments, he collapsed, and had no choice but to admit defeat and leave the stage.

This battle caused Fang Shaobai to cheer even more intensely. The contest conference s of the Fang family had advanced to the top three in one go, and had locked onto one of the Fang family's most outstanding chairs.

The reputation of being a trash of the Fang family was thrown into the trash bin as if it had never existed.

In the audience, Lin Shanhe and the other Patriarchs' faces were filled with bitterness. He only thought that he was lucky that he did not have to bet with Fang Hantian anymore, otherwise he would really lose out to his grandma. Even now, they still could not remember the huge payout rate Fang Shaobai had received from their clans' betters.

Perhaps, it was because he was too nervous.

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