Ji Renhui didn't say anything.
He was thinking about what Hu Lin said about marrying Qiu Jing.
He felt that it was not impossible.
Only Yang Qing, who was relatively normal, stared blankly at Hu Lin.
He even wondered if the person in front of him was the Hu Lin he knew?
Is this human language? What the hell is going on?
It's against the will of heaven!
"You don't want to marry Ji Renhui and have children? I even prepared wedding rings for you."
Hu Lin released another nuclear bomb out of nowhere.
Lei Deqiu Jing was at a loss, and Ji Renhui was madly moved.
But he still had some sanity left, "We're talking about the challenge, why are you digressing so much?"
Qiu Jing, who was in love, felt inexplicably bitter.
Doesn't he want to marry her and have children?
Very good, their thinking was led astray by Hu Lin.
"Let's get back to business." Hu Lin suddenly became serious, as if she was not the one who had been talking nonsense and making irresponsible remarks before. "This is my condition. You can decide for yourself."
Several people: "..."
It's quite speechless.
The brain was just knocked out by her, and then hurriedly pulled back.
Just when the atmosphere was tense, Gu Liu arrived.
He came over and said bluntly, "They are all here!"
Then he saw Yang Qing's bruised face and nose, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"
Yang Qing touched his nose, his eyes were evasive, and he didn't answer.
It's so embarrassing.
"Aren't we going to have a competition? Let's go." Hu Lin glanced at Ji Renhui, went down the stairs to find the old gatekeeper to get the sign.
"Leaving now?" Gu Liu felt a little lonely.
I thought that now that he was here, they would be polite to him, and it seems that this is what he thought.
The people who were waiting in line to get their plaques saw the young patriarch coming over, with Hu Lin standing next to him. Some of them were quick-witted and asked, "Are the young patriarch and the distinguished guest going to compete?"
Guest of honor?
Hu Lin raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
This word is quite fresh to use to address her.
It was also her fault that she left in such a hurry that she didn't even leave her name.
"Yeah." Ji Renhui nodded, seeming a little absent-minded.
He was still thinking about what Hu Lin had said earlier.
I'm already thinking about finding a suitable time to talk to Qiu Jing about getting married.
When the group of people heard the answer, their eyes widened with excitement.
Someone said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'd better come back later."
Having said this, the man jumped away.
The rest also came to their senses one after another and found various excuses to leave.
In the end, the only people left in the queue were Hu Lin and Ji Renhui.
The old man who was handing out number tags saw them, and a rare flicker of emotion appeared in his calm eyes, and he put two wooden tags in their hands.
He also looked forward to the battle between the two.
Needless to say, it will be several times more exciting than what is on stage now.
The two looked at the number plates, twenty-three and twenty-four.
"Where is the front?" Ji Renhui asked the old man.
"Nine and ten."
It's still a long way to go before we reach their numbers.
Ji Renhui nodded and looked at Hu Lin, "Go up and wait."
There are six more groups ahead.
Hu Lin and Ji Renhui returned to the stands.
The news of their competition was like willow catkins in the capital city in spring, floating everywhere in the wind.
Soon, a lot more people came to watch the ring match.
It looks like all the free people in the clan have come.
These people have all experienced big scenes and are unmoved.
Only Yang Qing looked at the huge crowd and felt for the first time that there were so many people.
At first glance, it's all heads.
Countless eyes and mouths seemed to be double to him.
The people in the queue in front heard the news and went up to play a few fake matches which ended hastily, allowing Hu Lin and Ji Renhui to play as soon as possible.
Yang Qing looked at it, speechless.
He had never seen Hu Lin's true strength, and had just witnessed a low-level fight within the tribe.
He has no idea how powerful what he has learned is.
Naturally, I don't understand why they would be so fanatical.
I just felt that they were so crazy that they were out of their mind and started to pretend to fight.
Not only did he have no martial ethics at all, but the audience was actually cheering.
Such abnormal and unreasonable behavior made him wonder for a moment whether he was mentally ill and that was why he was so out of tune with them?
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the referee shouted at the top of his voice, "Contestants No. 23 and No. 24, please enter the arena."
Hu Lin and Ji Renhui stood up, walked down the stairs and headed towards the ring.
For a moment, the cheers of the crowd seemed to blow the roof off, and Yang Qing's eardrums suffered a severe impact at this moment.
Because Gu Liu next to him was also waving flags and cheering, Qiu Jing also stood up with an expectant look on his face.
Yang Qing looked at them, feeling confused as if he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk.
On the ring, Hu Lin and Ji Renhui each occupied half of the venue.
The two men's clothes moved without wind, and invisible waves spread around them.
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