Luo Xinglan also quickly saw the personal information of the hook-nosed man.
[Survivor's name: Zhou Yifan
Server: Chinese Costume Region 64
Satiety: 80
Physical strength: 70
Energy: 180
Qi and Blood: 500
Strength: 60
Agility: 59
Equipment: None
Weapons: None]
It’s 64 people.
His attributes are not even as good as Li Yiliang's.
But Luo Xinglan did not dare to be careless.
There was a calculating look in his eyes. Who knew if he would resort to some underhanded tricks?
It is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.
It's never a bad thing to be cautious.
She didn't act rashly, but Zhou Yifan couldn't hold back any longer. He rushed in front of Luo Xinglan and threw a punch.
It was obvious that his attack was completely disorganized. Luo Xinglan easily dodged the blow and kicked out at the same time.
The kick landed squarely on Zhou Yifan's knee, reducing his health bar by half, and he doubled over in pain.
While he was bending over, Luo Xinglan attacked again, this time aiming at his chest.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yifan suddenly raised his left hand and scattered a handful of sand. Luo Xinglan quickly stepped back so that he was not blinded by the sand.
It really is a despicable trick.
Luo Xinglan's eyes flashed, and he waved the sand in front of him. After seeing Zhou Yifan's position clearly, he kicked out and quickly ended the fight.
Her kick landed squarely on Zhou Yifan's left hand, fracturing it.
Zhou Yifan immediately started wailing and howling.
Another wave of sighs erupted from the audience.
"As expected, she is the woman who defeated Ouyang Aotian; her strength is terrifying!"
"Now, surely no one will be foolish enough to challenge her anymore?"
"It's hard to say, who knows if it's because this person is too incompetent?"
"..."
Luo Xinglan jumped down from the arena immediately.
As long as she leaves the arena, even if someone wants to challenge her, there will be no way.
She's now the target of everyone's anger and needs to leave this place as soon as possible.
Just as she was about to leave, she felt someone grab her arm.
Looking back, it was Ouyang Aotian who had fainted just now. He looked a little embarrassed at the moment, with a very clear black footprint on his left chest - that was where Zhou Yifan kicked him just now.
I didn't expect him to wake up so quickly.
Luo Xinglan was somewhat wary. Could this person be a sore loser?
She asked cautiously, "What brings you here?"
Seeing this, Ouyang Aotian released her arm, his face gentle: "Miss Luo, as the saying goes, no friend is born without a fight. Shall we become friends?"
Luo Xinglan: "???"
Is this guy out of his mind?
She flatly refused: "No interest."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
Who knew that Ouyang Aotian would grab her arm again.
Luo Xinglan was a little angry and glared at him as she turned around: "I said I'm not interested!"
Seeing that she was angry, Ouyang Aotian immediately let go of her hand and explained somewhat helplessly, "Miss Luo, I didn't mean anything by it, it's just... you're the first girl to defeat me, and I really want to be friends with you..."
Luo Xinglan looked at Ouyang Aotian with a puzzled expression. Could this person have masochistic tendencies?
The reason he wanted to be friends with her was because she was the first woman to defeat him?
Should she feel honored for this?
Luo Xinglan was speechless for a while before slowly raising her arm and patting Ouyang Aotian's shoulder. Actually, she originally wanted to punch him directly, but she was afraid that he would feel good, so she could only pat his shoulder gently.
Luo Xinglan spoke with unusual gentleness, as if afraid that Ouyang Aotian would think she was someone who could satisfy his special fetishes: "Mr. Ouyang, we are just strangers who met by chance, there is really no need to make friends."
Ouyang Aotian's expression darkened, his long eyelashes slightly covered his eyelids, and he looked a little lost.
After a moment, he forced a smile and looked at Luo Xinglan, saying, "Miss Luo, you really are a very special girl."
Luo Xinglan gave a slight smile: "You flatter me."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Ouyang Aotian's voice came from behind again: "Hey, when did someone kick me? Miss Luo, it's you..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Xinglan immediately distanced herself from the matter: "No, no, no, it wasn't me who kicked him! It was Zhou Yifan on the arena!"
You absolutely must not let Ouyang Aotian misunderstand that you are a person with violent tendencies.
Otherwise, wouldn't that perfectly match his masochistic tendencies?
She had finally managed to convince him, and she didn't want to be misunderstood again.
Ouyang Aotian's voice sounded somewhat disappointed: "Oh, so it wasn't you... Well, thank you anyway, thank you for telling me the real culprit. Miss Luo, I owe you one..."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Xinglan had already slipped away.
Ouyang Aotian was puzzled. He usually had a good reputation, so why was this Miss Luo avoiding him like the plague?
"This is really annoying..."
He muttered, turned around, and strode onto the arena.
Zhou Yifan, who was about to leave, looked astonished and asked in a trembling voice, "Ouyang Aotian, what are you going to do?"
Ouyang Aotian slowly revealed a charming smile: "Of course I will duel with you."
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