Chapter 73

After the weird performance of the beautiful ladyboy flowers and plants, the scene suddenly cooled down. Although you young masters have fantasized about it, they were also full of ambitions and prepared to show their talents today. They won the hearts of the beauties with their unique temperament and unique performances. In the end, the beauties returned home with honor and beauties. It's just that under the perverted stunts of Fengjia and Huajia, and under the perverted performances of Fengzi and Huacao, everyone Wanru was completely awake and shocked as they were poured two basins of cold water face to face.

But obviously Long Shuiliu didn't want to do this, so he took the shot Shi Shiran, and his fighting spirit turned into a cup of top-quality perfume named "Poison" that he bought with a lot of money in his palm, and flew towards Yue Qingcheng. When Long Shuiliu made a move, it really shocked the audience. You must know that the fighting spirit is released, but the energy is released. It is still very easy to use energy to kill enemies and destroy it, but if you want to materialize your fighting spirit and turn it into a real palm, even if it can hold a bottle of perfume, you need at least the realm of the emperor.

It's just a pity that Palace Master Dragon's famous stunt of catching the dragon is obviously not completely successful. The dragon's hand of the dragon's master is infinitely powerful. With the strength of the palace master's peak saint realm, if he uses the dragon hand, not to mention the capture of the holy monster Qinglong, the eighth-level monster Tyrannosaurus is absolutely easy to capture, and he can easily grab and throw it.

As for the strength of General Longshuiliu's second-level realm, it is of course not a problem to kill the enemy with the fighting spirit, but if you want to make the fighting spirit transformed into a real palm, hold a bottle of perfume, it is obviously a little difficult to fly a distance of more than 20 meters. In the end, Long Shuiliu was sweating coldly, and his face was pale before he narrowly sent the perfume bottle to Yue Qingcheng. Looking at the slightly smiling eyes of the crowd, Long Shuiliu knew that this time he really made a fool of himself, and made everyone laugh. [

Afterwards, some sons seemed to feel that there was still hope, and tried their best to give it a try, and they also appeared on the stage one after another, each showing their unique skills. For a while, it was very lively and exciting. And there were only three people in the field who should have shot but didn't. One is Tu Qianjun, the prince of Shencheng who came by pterosaur, the other is Xue Wuhen sitting respectfully next to Tu Qianjun, and the other is Ye Qinghan who silently dealt with the suckling pig and started to wipe out a table of fruits.

Tu Qianjun seemed to want to make the last move, overwhelming the audience, while Xue Wuhen looked like a slave, sitting respectfully beside Tu Qianjun, as if he had no intention of making a move. Ye Qinghan, on the other hand, seemed to have no interest in this at all, as if he felt that the girl who was so beautiful that she could overwhelm the country was not as tasty as the plates of fruits on the table.

The last son's obviously naive performance did not arouse warm applause from the audience. The rest of the sons finally realized the fact that their original arrogant stunts looked so vulgar and childish in front of the five major families and the son of Shencheng. So they resolutely expressed their silence, expressed their abandonment, and did not want to make a fool of themselves anymore, it was a joke.

"Wuhen, don't you go up to play?" Tu Qianjun swept his eyes, kept his head down and ate fruit with gusto, and Ye Qinghan, who seemed to never have enough to eat, raised his eyebrows when he was sure no one was playing, and turned his body sideways and said.

"My son is here, what are you doing Wuhen? Are you going to make a fool of yourself?" Xue Wuhen shook her head lightly, and said slightly, her tone was a little respectful, a little flattering, a little humble.

Commander Tu Qian laughed, stood up proudly, and glanced coldly at the audience. His eyes no longer had the original sense of interest, but stared down nakedly, as if a high-ranking king was looking down on a group of ants. He looked down for a while, and when everyone was a little impatient, he said coldly: "Haha... Indeed, even if you go up, you are still showing your shame. Since they are all done, then I will just perform it casually to cheer Miss Qingcheng."

Forehead!

As soon as Tu Qianjun finished speaking, everyone except Xue Wuhen and Ye Qinghan changed their colors at the same time and slapped them in the face! This is a slap in the face! What does it mean to show your ugliness? What do you mean by acting casually?

The faces of the older generation are not very good. Slapping the faces of their children and grandchildren is tantamount to hitting their old faces. Although you kid is from the city of God, and your strength is against the sky, you should save some face for us old guys.

Hearing Tu Qianjun's extremely arrogant words, Yue Qingcheng's face did not change color. And she glanced at Ye Qinghan, who was not moved at all and continued to eat grapes, her complexion became a little richer, her black pearl-like eyes flashed, and she laughed instantly, and said in an unprecedented greasy voice: "Mr. Tu, please, Qingcheng will wait and see."

The complexions of Fengzi Huacao and Longshuiliu completely changed, becoming a little ashen, very ugly. Today is the Summer Fire Festival, the day when Yue Qingcheng chooses a man, and in this bonfire party, all powers and performances are fake, the most important thing is... Yue Qingcheng's attitude, because the final decision is still in Yue Qingcheng's hands. When they were performing, Yue Qingcheng's attitude was always lukewarm, but now that Tu Qianjun's performance has not yet started, Yue Qingcheng has made such a statement, what does that mean, one can imagine...

"Haha...Since Miss Qingcheng wants to see it, I'll imitate them and do some juggling for you." Tu Qianjun looked at Feng Zi and the others' faces as black as carbon. It seemed to be very interesting, so he continued to mock.

As soon as the words fell, the expression of the old guy sitting on the first seat changed completely except for Xue Fei, juggling? When did the stunts of several big families become juggling? The elders of the Feng family and the Hua family had the worst complexions, while Ye Qingniu and Yue Ji's complexions were not so good. The five major families are in the same spirit, and humiliating one family is equivalent to humiliating the five families. But now it was obvious that Tu Qianjun had humiliated them all.

"Hmph, we old fellows are looking forward to Mr. Tu's performance." The elder of the Feng family spoke with a lot of anger in his words.

"Hehe, Elder Feng, don't be angry. I don't mean to question your family's sword control skills. I just think that the children of your family don't seem to be using the sword control skills very well. It just so happens that I have also learned two sword control skills. Please appraise it!"

Tu Qianjun smiled slightly, as if he didn't see Feng Zi's face that really turned purple, and his explosive muscles, as if they were really going to explode. It was just a random move, and made the same movement as Feng Zi just now.

And following his gesture, a meat cleaver in front of him trembled strangely, and then rose into the sky under the shocked eyes of the audience. Then it danced gorgeously in the air, and finally imitated the purple wind, fell straight down, put on a "suckling" pig and flew into the sky above Yue Qingcheng. As soon as it was in the air, the meat cleaver suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage, shuttled continuously on the falling suckling pig, and finally landed at the same time as the suckling pig, and obliquely inserted into the suckling pig.

"Forehead?"

The young masters looked at the suckling pig placed on the table intact as before, and the meat cleaver stuck in the suckling pig, which was still shaking. Although he was a little shocked that Tu Qianjun also knew the unique skills of the Feng family, and he seemed to be very gorgeous when he got up and danced. But I still have some doubts in my heart, didn't you say that Feng Ziyu's swordsmanship is not very good? What others Feng Zi said, you can use a giant sword to divide the "suckling" pig into seven or eight parts. You danced for a long time, but the "suckling" pig is still a whole? [

"Young Master Tu's swordsmanship is indeed superb, Feng Zi is willing to bow down!" When everyone was puzzled, Feng Zi stood up, swayed, his face was ashen, and said solemnly.

Snapped! As soon as Feng Zi finished speaking, the meat cleaver stopped shaking, but the "suckling" pig split from it like a blooming flower, divided into countless evenly small portions, and placed them firmly on the plate.

"Young Master's amazing skills, Wuhen admires him!" Xue Wuhen stood up and said respectfully arching his hands, the heat in his black and gray pupils was very obvious.

Looking at dozens of evenly sized "suckling" pork on the plate, listening to Feng Zi's sincerely convincing words, and seeing Xue Wuhen's respectful figure, the young masters were shocked again!

However, there were too many shocks today, and the young masters felt a little numb. Their proud and glorious things in the past became extremely childish and ridiculous in front of Feng Zi and Tu Qianjun's performances, so that they felt a deep sense of frustration and low self-esteem in their hearts, so that Tu Qianjun suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes without knowing it.

They didn't pay attention, but Ye Qinghan, Flowers, Plants, Fengzi and the others noticed it very keenly. They looked at each other with incredible and extremely shocked expressions.

What's happening here? How could Tu Qianjun even connect to the stealth city of the Hua family? What is stealth? It is the unique skill of the Hua family, and the Hua family is the descendant of Assassin, only with the blood of the Assassin God can he learn the unique skill of stealth. Moreover, Tu Qianjun also "revealed" the Feng family's unique sword control skills just now, when did the unique skills of the five major families become so worthless? Everyone can learn it?

Is it difficult for the people in Shencheng to be descendants of ancient gods? And also has all the blood of the five ancient gods? Ye Qinghan's eyes flickered for a while, he couldn't understand how to think, and finally looked at Ye Qingniu who was sitting at the table. And Feng Zi and Huacao also turned their eyes to the elders of their family.

"Don't be surprised. The people in Shencheng are all descendants of ancient gods. I will explain to you the specifics later. The unique skills of the five major families they know are all imitated. They all seem to be good in the early stage, but their power and destructive power will vary greatly in the later stage!"

Ye Qingniu and several Supreme Elders spread rumors one after another to answer their doubts. But seeing Tu Qianjun sweeping their faces with their family's unique skills at this moment, they were also very uncomfortable, and their faces were a little gloomy.

"Huh! Mr. Tu disappeared?"

At this time, the people in the field finally discovered the disappearance of Tu Qianjun, and looked around one after another, with puzzled and incredulous expressions on their faces. Although their strength was at the bottom of the list, it was too terrifying that Tu Qianjun could disappear under their noses.

After a while, Tu Qianjun finally dispelled their doubts. Holding a bundle of red roses several times larger than the flowers and plants just now, she suddenly appeared on the field. The same stealth, the same afterimage clone technique, but his stealth seems to be more completely hidden than the flowers and plants, and his afterimage clone technique is more than ten meters long, and the number of clones is more than double that of the flowers and plants.

"Miss Qingcheng, I think red roses are more representative of love! Isn't it?" Tu Qianjun stood gracefully in front of Yue Qingcheng, holding a large bundle of red roses in his hands, leaning forward slightly, with a confident and proud smile on his face.

"Young Master Tu has a heart!" Yue Qingcheng reached out to take the red rose, glanced at Ye Qinghan who lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking about, and smiled, with neat white teeth, charming red lips, and an intoxicating smile, which made everyone's hearts jump again.

Tu Qianjun glanced at the young masters below, satisfied with their shocked and frustrated expressions, he waved his hands smartly, and said with a smile: "Hehe, they are all just tricks. Since Miss Qingcheng likes it, I will show you one more trick and give you a small gift. I hope you like it."

little tricks?

Facing Tu Qianjun's "naked" humiliation, Feng Zi and Huacao remained silent and lowered their heads slightly. Although their elders explained it to them, they still couldn't accept that they lost to an outsider in their proud stunt.

Long Shuiliu's complexion was also a bit bad, but it was a little bit better, even slightly proud. Because at least he didn't get slapped in the face, so he felt like he was laughing at a hundred steps.

Only the next moment, his face completely turned gray. He saw a hand, a huge palm.

A huge palm formed by the outburst of fighting spirit flew towards the outside of the field, and then grabbed the huge pterosaur outside the field, and threw it directly into the empty field on the field.

Capture the dragon hand! [

Tu Qianjun was even good at capturing dragons, and he seemed to use them very well, although the pterosaur would definitely not rebel against its master. But from such a long distance, such a huge pterosaur was unexpectedly caught by him in the arena.

A bottle of perfume was held in a small palm, and it was still flying unsteadily at such a close distance. And one grabbed a pterosaur, so fast and so secure. Even the blind in the arena can see that the dragon-capturing hands are used one by one, and they are not at the same level at all. Obviously compared to Feng Zi and Huacao, Tu Qianjun's slap on Long Shuiliu's face seemed to be a bit harder and more thorough.

"This little bug has no special purpose, but it can lead people to fly. I'll also give it to Miss Qingcheng for fun." Tu Qianjun withdrew his hand, attached it to his back, and said nonchalantly.