Xu Qilin took several steps in a row and accelerated his speed. Fang Er was thriving in a cheering voice, and quickly chased and rushed up.

Hehe, you've been trapped.

Xu Qilin had already arranged a defense system and was waiting for Fang Er to pursue him relentlessly and rushed into his trap. He blocked Fang Er's fist and dodged sideways, and entangled Fang Er.

Fang Er hurriedly used the trick of horns to resist, and did not dare to let Xu Qilin go around behind him.

The two of them tangled for a while, and then fell to the ground together in a tripping trip. Before everyone could see clearly what was going on, Xu Qilin had quickly completed a triangular twist while rolling, locking Fang Er's arm.

Kimura Lock is a very ordinary move in the fighting world of later generations, and it is quite powerful. After locking the opponent, he will exert force again. If he doesn't slap the ground, he can only wait for his broken arm.

Fang Er felt a severe pain in his right arm, but his body was fixed by Xu Qilin's legs and hands. He could not be relieved even if he struggled desperately.

But this guy is really a stubborn donkey, and he can't say anything about his defeat, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and continued to resist.

Xu Qilin suddenly withdrew his strength and took advantage of the pain in Fang Er's right arm, and he had just relaxed and had not yet woken up, and he rolled up and climbed onto Fang Er's back again.

Amid the screams of everyone, Xu Qilin quickly completed the triangular throat lock. Fang Er reached out to break it in vain. With Xu Qilin's exertion of force, in just a few seconds, his eyes turned dark and he fainted again.

"I won, I won!" Cheng Lao San shouted, jumping and jumping.

"Brother Lin is mighty." Yuchi Huan cheered loudly and laughed happily.

On the contrary, Xue Zonggui was stunned and sighed.

In fact, the real fight is not as exciting as the movies and TV series. Both sides' actions are fast, direct, and practical.

But people focus on victory or defeat, and no one has seen such dazzling and beautiful performance-style fighting in later generations.

Ouye! Xu Qilin smiled and waved his fist at the cheering man below, then squatted down again, thrust his mouth, pinched the person, and woke Fang Er up.

Fang Er almost repeated his reaction after being knocked out for the first time, his eyes went from confused to awake, and his eyes went from dull to flexible.

Looking at Xu Qilin and Liu Hongye in front of him, Fang Er slowly grinned and actually laughed twice, "I'm dizzy again?"

Xu Qilin smiled and said, "I don't have any weight on my hands, so please forgive me." As he said that, he stretched out his two fingers and asked, "Brother Fang, what is this?"

"Oh!" Fang Er blinked in confusion.

Fortunately, although you are only two-six, you are obviously not beaten to death.

Xu Qilin laughed dryly, and together with Liu Hongye, he helped Fang Er up and walked down the arena.

After walking a few steps, Fang Er shook off the support and said toughly: "Losing means losing, but a certain family is fine."

As he said that, Fang Er jumped out of the arena, walked quickly to Xue Zonggui and others, bowed and said, "I have lost my brothers to you and lost to Xu Xiaolang, which has caused everyone to lose money."

Although You Zhengtai lost money, he knew that Fang Er was not guilty of being blamed. Besides, it was just some money. Because this was a turnaround, wouldn’t it lose the price or identity?

"What are you talking about? I don't take these little money seriously." A Zheng Taiqiang, who wanted to save face, squeezed out a smile and comforted him: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, so Brother Jun should not care too much."

"Yes, yes." Another handsome guy also echoed: "Xu Qilin's playing style is weird. Brother Jun is not familiar with him, so he misses it. In terms of real martial arts, Brother Jun is better than him."

Xue Zonggui felt sad, but others said so, so he could not be a villain in vain. Besides, since things have come to this point, what's the use of complaining? He was also afraid that Fang Er would get angry and get a few punches and kicks. Why bother?

"Brother Jun doesn't have to do this." Xue Zonggui said generously: "Will our wealth care about some money? Besides, Xu Qilin was just lucky enough to win, and his real martial arts were mediocre."

Fang Er shook his head and said, "You can't talk about Xu Xiaolang's martial arts like that. A certain family knew in their hearts that if he hadn't shown mercy, his arm would have been broken. If it were a battle of life and death, a certain family would have been strangled to death by him."

Xu Qilin was not far away, facing the supporters surrounding him, he had to pretend to be humble. But his ears were very sharp, but Fang Er heard what he said.

Fang Er is a real person, and it is worth it to conquer him with more laborious tricks.

Thinking of this, Xu Qilin said he accused him of his crime, separated everyone and walked to Fang Er and Xue Zonggui, and bowed: "After this competition, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the winner will go to the east, invite everyone to have a meal and have fun. I wonder if Brother Fang, Brother Xue, and others can appreciate the face?"

Xue Zonggui knew about this, but his relationship with Xu Qilin was so irresistible, but he was unwilling to stay and be ridiculed by others. Especially Cheng Laosan, he probably must have spitted his mouth to vent his resentment of losing to Fang Er a few days ago.

Before Xue Zonggui could speak, Fang Er's eyes rolled and agreed happily: "Okay, having a meal can be regarded as making some money back."

I said you are really real and want to make money, but I don’t have to worry about slapping you to death.

Xu Qilin rolled his eyes secretly, but with a smile on his face, and said, "Since that's the case, please sit down, and the wine and food will come soon."

Xue Zonggui had a calm face and wanted to turn around and leave, but Fang Er had already sat down and was still greeting the others. The two or three of them were looking at him, with hesitation in their expressions.

"Eat, it's useless not to eat." Xue Zonggui gritted his teeth, sat down, and muttered angrily: "I'm not afraid of him when fighting, and I dare not eat a meal?"

"Yes, if you lose, you will leave, it's like you're running away." A handsome man agreed and lowered Xue Zonggui's steps.

“That’s, that’s…”

Zuixiao Tower was next door and I had already received a notice. The time was not long, so the guys rushed over, put the table and stools, and served the dishes and wine.

With food and drink, the men gradually became happy again. Especially Cheng Laosan, Yuchi Huan and others, because of Xu Qilin's victory, they became even more excited, as if they had won by themselves.

Xu Qilin did not look proud, smiled on his face, and came to Fang Er with a wine glass. Xue Zonggui found a chair to sit down at the table.

"Brother Jun, Brother Xue, brothers, I'll give you a cup." Xu Qilin raised his glass and signaled, raised his head and drank it all.

Fang Er was very happy. Although he lost, he was not as resentful as Xue Zonggui. He raised his glass to drink and said with a smile: "Qi Lin's martial arts are so good, and he was convinced if he lost."
Chapter completed!