Lin Hans's attack was fast.
In fact, Huang Fuqin had several opportunities to hit the opponent, but he stopped every time.
If he continues to consume like this, Huang Fuqin will definitely lose.
Lin Hans also felt that Huang Fuqin was just avoiding him and trying to get behind him. Since the other party had no intention of killing him, he became even bolder.
Lin Hans is different from Huang Fuqin. As long as he can win, he doesn't care about the other party's life or death.
Just when Huang Fuqin was about to be stabbed in the chest, Lin Hans tripped for some reason.
"It's over!" Lin Hans shouted.
Huang Fuqin reacted quickly, knocked him unconscious, and won the game in the end.
"Mom! I won! Did you see that? I won!" Huang Fuqin jumped up with joy.
"Fuqin, my good son, you are amazing. Come down quickly and let me bandage your wound."
Yang Zixuan sat in the audience with a gloomy expression.
He just saw that the reason why Lin Hans fell at the critical moment was because of the man just now.
At this distance, he was able to throw the stone accurately at Lin Hans' leg.
"Agou, there's no need to leave anyone alive this time."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Yang, I will definitely clean it up." Agou nodded and took a large ingot of silver.
Agou had just seen it. The man was as beautiful as a woman. He had never seen such a beautiful man.
"Go quickly." Yang Zixuan looked up at Duan Yu.
Their eyes met.
Duan Yu raised his chin slightly.
Yang Zixuan was instantly furious. Duan Yu was blatantly provoking him.
Duan Yu mouthed two words: Fool.
"Hmph!" Yang Zixuan's lips trembled with anger. He clenched his fists, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
The second game was between Pan Shiliu, who was sent by Yang Zixuan.
Pan Shiliu owed Yang Zixuan a lot of money because of gambling, and since he couldn't pay it back, he had no choice but to sell his life.
Pan Shiliu has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. His purpose of participating in the competition is to help Yang Zixuan overcome some obstacles.
His opponent was a butcher.
The butcher was a sturdy man, two heads taller than Pan Shiliu.
The result of the match was obvious. The butcher won and Pan Shiliu was beaten to the point of being half-crippled.
"You useless thing! I asked you to clear the area, but you were beaten down on the first play. Think carefully about how you're going to pay me back the money you owe me!" Yang Zixuan was already in a bad mood, and he became even angrier when he saw the people he sent being beaten like this.
"Young Master Yang, please spare my life. I have tried my best! Who knew that you would send a butcher up at the beginning? Not only can I not beat him, you may not be able to beat him either." Pan Shiliu said with a pig's head.
"You can't win on your own, don't involve me!" Yang Zixuan kicked his injured leg.
"Ah! Ahhhhhh!" Pan Shiliu was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face. He hugged his legs and screamed.
Duan Yu ate while watching the show.
He found the martial arts competition extremely interesting.
Especially people like Yang Zixuan brought him a lot of fun.
"Sir, your red bean paste has been delivered."
The red bean paste from the inn has been delivered.
"Leave it there." Duan Yu said casually.
The girl who delivered the things did not leave immediately, as if she was waiting for something.
"Sir, please eat now. I'll take the bowl away after you finish eating." The little girl looked a little unnatural when she said these words.
"Does your inn still urge guests to eat? This bowl of red bean paste is for you." Duan Yu crossed his arms across his chest.
The little girl's expression changed immediately: "Don't be polite, sir, just eat by yourself. I'll wait for you here."
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