[Thanks to the 1888 reward from the brother "Okaba Er" for his first disciple. I originally wanted to work hard to get a double update today, but the plan cannot keep up with the changes. There is too much trouble in the department. Come on tomorrow!]

Pan Feng dragged up the long-handled axe and slowly walked towards the Geng font platform.

Wu Luo and Li Jin still did not give up, and tried their best to persuade Yan Xiaoyi to change his mind: "Pan Qiuhuang's martial arts skills are far inferior to that of Xiahou Yuanrang, and he will definitely lose when he goes on stage! Let's just let me fight!"

However, Yan Xiaoyi resolutely rejected the two of them for any consideration.

There was no choice but to cheer Pan Feng up in his heart, hoping that this kid would not lose so badly.

"Boy Pan, cheer up!" Wu Luo, who has always been incompatible with Pan Feng, was angry when he saw his timid appearance. "If you lose, don't lose the formation, don't lose the face of the little king!"

After hearing this, Pan Feng was so energetic that he pressed the edge of the platform with one hand and jumped up.

Forget it! Today, I will fight to the end with injuries and humiliation!

Not for yourself, but just to repay the little king's kindness!

Just as Pan Feng was about to greet him, Xiahou Dun opposite him said to him in an extremely indifferent tone: "No need to greet him, there is no need to be a common name. Pan Feng is right, you are unlucky today, you will hit me in my hand, come and get to die!"

The insignificant pawn is not worthy of Xiahou's respect. And the dying person does not need to report his name to the common name!

I didn't plan to take action against you, but since you came over with your dog's head, I, Xiahou Dun, took it easy, anyway!

...

"What else is Pan Feng and Pan Qiuhuang? Who knows you after leaving Juancheng County?"

"That's it! That's it! The nameless man is not worth mentioning!"

"Will Pan Qiuhuang really have some skills? Otherwise, King Yan wouldn't let him out and embarrass him?"

"Impossible! I heard that when Pan Qiuhuang wanted to pay homage to King Yan, Wu Luo blocked her way. She was beaten so miserably!"

"I have also heard of this. Pan Qiuhuang's martial arts are indeed average."

"Haha, it's still the domineering nature of Xiahou in our Pei Kingdom! 'Come here and get to die'! Listen, it's really powerful and domineering nature!"

If Xiahou Dun did this in normal times, he might be regarded as "superbent and rude". But at this moment of the competition, all the people of Pei want are strength, arrogant and rude, and Xiahou Dun swept the whole audience.

Of course, these people did not know the murderous aura in Xiahou Dun's heart, and "come here to kill" was also considered a "verbal confrontation" before the battle began.

Pan Feng, who was already a little nervous, felt a little angry when he heard Xiahou Dun's words. He also heard the people below the stage arrange him, and the heart fire became even more intense.

What does it mean to have no common name? What does it mean to have no rituals? What does it mean to come and get to die?

Even if you are very skilled in martial arts, there is no need to insult others like this!

Yes, even if Pan is trying his best to get rid of your dog's teeth today!

"Xiahou dogs look at the axe!"

Pan Feng carried the axe and rushed straight to Xiahou Dun, and chopped it down with his head.

However, Pan Feng knew that he would be defeated as soon as he fought. However, at this time he didn't care about so much, and gritted his teeth and fought hard against this annoying guy.

However, Pan and Xiahou's martial arts were indeed a world of difference. The two of them slashed each other eighteen times, but Xiahou Dun Xing was fine, but Pan Feng felt his hands numb and a vague pain.

Xiahou Dun saw Pan Feng's dilemma and suddenly gave up his original plan of "beheading and killing people in one go". He withdrew his sword to defend, and instead put the attack on his words: "What are the three sacs in Juanyi, the White Tiger Immortal servants, it's so common!"

Xiahou Dun said this, and the onlookers in the audience became proud, as if the people on the stage were as if they were the ones who were sure to win were themselves.

"Haha, I just said that Pan Feng's martial arts are not good!"

"Yes, Xiahou Yuanrang hasn't fought back yet, Pan Feng is unstable."

"Pan Feng, one of the three immortal servants, is like this, what about the other two immortal servants?"

"I think it's definitely not as good as the 'Teng Gong Gemini' in our Pei Kingdom!"

"I think so."

"So, although King Yan has the power of immortality, he cannot recognize people!"

"Yes, yes, if you send all the immortal treasures to us Pei people, then..."

Wu Luo, who was following Yan Xiaoyi, listened to the sounds coming from the Geng font platform, and became more angry the more he heard it!

These Pei people actually imitated the Xiahou boy and called him "Pan Feng"! He was so insulting that he deserved to be killed!

What’s even more disgusting is that these guys actually commented on the “little king”!

The Pei people who are killed in heaven! They should kill, should kill, should kill!

Wu Luo was so angry that he was watching the battle, not to mention Pan Feng, who suffered all the "sarcasm and humiliation". With anger, he carried the axe and killed him again, killing him with all his might.

"Bang!" Pan Feng was kicked away, and a ball of blood was vomited out in the air, sprinkled on his clothes and the platform beneath him. Then with a "puff", his body fell to the ground, hitting a bunch of dust.

Xiahou Dun walked over slowly.

Pan Feng struggled, leaning against the long-handled axe, and stood up with difficulty. With a "Boom!", he was hit to the ground by Xiahou Dun's back with a knife!

He struggled, he resisted, and was knocked down!

He struggles again, he resists again! Then he is knocked down again!

Repeat this way!

He hasn't given up yet.

But no matter how hard he tried and let the earnest blood penetrate his clothes, the ending remained unchanged again and again - he was knocked down again and again in the soil mixed with blood and sweat.

This scene made Li Jin and Wu Luo feel sad. The two finally couldn't sit still and both wanted to replace Pan Feng. However, they were still stopped by Yan Xiaoyi.

Geng font table.

The level and difference between Pan and Xiahou’s martial arts are not only experts, but even those who watch the fun and make fun of it can still comment on one or two.

The Pei people in the audience became even more unscrupulous and shouted at Pan Feng together—

"The most incompetent Pan Qiuhuang!"

"I pray to Yuan Rang in a dirt face!"

Hundreds of Pei Chinese people all had red faces, excited and excited, shouting these fourteen words repeatedly.

"Are you crazy?" The neighboring villagers frowned and looked at the Pei people, "As for this? Didn't you win a preliminary match?"

"Yeah, can't the Jiyin people afford to lose?!"

"Okay, when I didn't say it, you guys keep going."

No one talked to these Pei Guo people who were almost incredibly mentally.

However, many people sighed in their hearts that with the words "The most incompetent Pan Qiuhuang" appearing, Pan Feng's reputation will be ruined!

At this time, Pan Feng only had five words in his mind - "Get up and type again."

While he was struggling to fight again, Xiahou Dun finally lost his patience.

After the famous general, he slowly drew out his long sword and pointed at Pan Feng who was slowly getting up: "Pan Feng, you, a poor immortal servant who has not even been able to get involved in the immortal skills, can die!"

Pan Feng paused when he heard this.

He slowly raised his head.

My right eye was swollen like an egg, and I could only see a slit when I squinted; my nose was blue and purple, and my nose was bleeding constantly, which looked very ridiculous.

Others thought this look was hideous and terrifying when they saw it. However, Pan Feng raised his head hard and looked at Xiahou Dun.

He also smiled at him, although this smile was particularly ugly.

"Thank you!"

Pan Feng's "Thank you" was particularly sincere.

Xiahou Dun was stunned. Thank me? What do you thank me?

Then, he saw Pan Feng raise his long sword high and shouted—
Chapter completed!