Chapter 242 Walking on Thin Ice
Defeated.
Xue Yu was defeated by Fang Yang just like that, and was only a match for Fang Yang? !
Many people opened their eyes as wide as copper bells, and couldn't believe what they saw.
The previous remarks had always been: "The duel between Fang Yang and Xue Yu will be a fight between dragons and tigers. Even if Fang Yang finally wins, he will pay a heavy price."
But the facts before them slapped many people in the face, making them unable to refute.
This is completely different from the imagined scene!
"Humph." Sen Hui raised his eyebrows, feeling proud of Fang Yang.
And Xue Zhi saw the tragic appearance of her brother, and her heart suddenly hurt, and then she inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
"I can't catch up, I can't catch up at all." Ming Hai Nanyu on the side closed her eyes in pain, and had to force herself to accept the facts in front of her.
Ever since the Minglong assessment, she had expected that Fang Yang would leave her far behind until she could no longer see him.
But estimates are just estimates. Once things are really implemented, the impact is unimaginable to others.
The strong despair, like the dark night, enveloped her heart and could not be shaken off.
In a trance, she seemed to hear a broken sound coming from her heart.
Dao heart broken!
"Hiss~ Fortunately, I knew what to do at the beginning and ran away when I saw Fang Yang." Hei Loucheng took a breath of cold air, and his scalp felt numb.
He was lucky that he was smart in the Minglong assessment.
He turned his head and found that Mu Riguanglong's face showed a look of horror.
Even an old coin like Mu Riguanglong lost control of his emotions for a short time because of this.
It can be imagined how great the impact Fang Yang brought to everyone was.
"Useless thing, useless thing, bastard, really a bastard, it's a waste of my careful design, bastard..." Murong Caiwei's face turned green, and she cursed Xueyu in her heart.
The matter was settled, and Fang Yang really punched Xueyu.
After a brief silence, the people outside the arena suddenly started to make a noise.
This noise was like a river, spreading wildly in all directions, causing a storm that lasted for a long time.
Young Seed? Young Great Sage. Young Great Sage!
For a moment, people had different expressions, presenting a rare picture of all kinds of beings.
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Came and went in a hurry.
Fang Yang had not yet experienced the mystery of the yellow sand desert, and he returned to the martial arts arena from this wonderful place.
At this moment, he stood alone, with his hands behind his back, and his aura was calm.
On the other side, Xue Yu was wrapped in a green divine light into a ball of light.
The comparison between the two made him even more extraordinary.
He narrowed his eyes and swept around.
Basically, everyone who met his sight turned aside.
Even Hei Loucheng and Mu Riguanglong and others turned their eyes away and watched the sky.
Only a few people, such as Sen Hui and Murong Caiwei, dared to look him in the face.
Murong Caiwei, in particular, stared at him straight, with a fierce look on her beautiful and fair face.
"Murong Caiwei?!"
Fang Yang's eyes widened when he saw this.
His mind suddenly moved, as if he had thought of something.
But before he could make more plans, the manager of the martial arts arena came to his side.
The manager told him that he had already obtained Xue Yu's merit points.
Three thousand merit points!
For Ming Hai Nan Yu and Qing Mang and others, three thousand merit points would take at least half a year or even a year to obtain.
But for Fang Yang, it was so easy.
In an instant, the eyes of the people in the arena gradually became hot, and they were also imagining that they were the ones who obtained three thousand merit points.
"Xiao Hui, let's go." Fang Yang came to Sen Hui's side, squinting and smiling.
With everyone looking up, they left the martial arts arena and headed towards Feng Peng Dojo.
After returning to Fengpeng Dojo, Fang Yang began to investigate the identity of the mastermind, especially Murong Caiwei.
Of course, the Fang family did not have any foundation in the Yulei Shengyuan.
He relied on Sen Hui, the channel of the Sen family.
When Sen Hui learned of Fang Yang's confusion, he immediately mobilized people and ordered them to investigate.
The geese left traces, and the power of the Sen family was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
In the end, Sen Hui found out that it was Murong Caiwei who was behind all this, and she even found the envelope that Caiwei had left for Fang Yang, which was kept secret!
The night was as cold as water.
Qinglian Dojo.
"Xiao Hui, how are you going to solve it?" Sen Wei asked with her eyes downcast.
Hearing this, Sen Hui said seriously: "How to solve it? I want to deal with Murong Caiwei personally. I will use courtesy first and then force. If she doesn't know what's good for her, then I will make her know what's good for her!"
At the end, a fierce look appeared on her soft face.
"Okay, okay, okay." Sen Wei said yes three times in a row, feeling happy in her heart. She suddenly felt that Sen Hui had some of Fang Yang's style and was no longer as weak as before.
...
Two days later.
Sen Hui sent out invitations to all the noble ladies to gather at the Qinglian Dojo.
Among them, Murong Caiwei, reminded by her cousin, still came with a high profile.
She was like a proud peacock. Even if this might be a Hongmen Banquet against her, she was not afraid at all!
Afterwards, Sen Hui really used courtesy before force, but unexpectedly, Murong Caiwei did not give her face.
In front of everyone, Sen Hui slapped Caiwei, reddening her delicate face, making her look like a pig head and extremely aggrieved.
This move shocked all the noble ladies, and they were all dumbfounded.
Oh my God, is this Mori Hui who is still called the standard of a lady?
Only some smart people vaguely guessed that Sen Hui was venting his anger on Fang Yang!
Then because Senwei was holding the battle, Caiwei had no choice but to retreat in defeat with hatred.
The sky was getting darker, and each noble lady excused herself one after another.
All of a sudden, all kinds of cars and carriages shuttled back and forth in the sky, and divine rainbows formed in bursts.
At this moment, Sen Hui held her hands in front of her face, like a lady, watching everyone leave with a smile.
My sister Sen Wei laughed loudly: "Okay, that's how it should be. To deal with this kind of guy, you should give her a slap in the face. You are Wei'er, then who am I?"
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the other side.
After Murong Caiwei returned to the Xianshan Dojo, she stayed behind closed doors.
"Cairou, are Wei'er feeling better?" Dong Li was shocked to hear the rumors and rushed over.
Cairou shook her head: "Brother Dongli, you'd better go in by yourself. My sister doesn't want to see anyone now, not even me."
After saying this, she activated her magic, and the glorious palace roared, revealing a portal.
Phew~ Dongli took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked in slowly.
It is not easy to be the son-in-law of a great sage.
Even though he looks glamorous in front of others, behind others, he is really walking on thin ice.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so envious of Fang Yang before.
Speaking of which, his background is somewhat similar to Fang Yang.
In his Minghaidong lineage, there is no saint alive.
But what is more fortunate is that his lineage has a complete inheritance of the Great Sage, the Soul River True Dragon!
"It's all strange, it's all your fault, why are you so useless, wuwuwu..."
As soon as Murong Caiwei saw Dong Li's arrival, her mood collapsed and her face was filled with pear blossoms.
Immediately, her fists hit Dongli like raindrops.
Dong Li did not dare to use more defensive spells, and even deliberately suppressed his own vitality.
If not, just the backlash would be enough to eat a pot of Wei.
Now he could only reach out and hug Caiwei and let Caiwei vent her anger.
After seeing Caiwei's anger subsided, he whispered softly: "I promise you, when the time comes, I will personally deal with Fang Yang..."