I Have a Martial Arts World

I saw that this hairpin was made of brass, and the top was inlaid with a small piece of silver the size of a fingernail, which was worth about 1,000 copper yuan, or one-tenth of a tael of silver.

As soon as this thing appeared, it caused bursts of exclamations, and even those disciples who were not used to Han Fang had to admire his generosity.

This hairpin is worth a lot of face as a betrothal gift, not to mention that it is freely given as a gift like this.

Han Fang held his head high, his face brightened. His father often taught him that there is something to give, and he agrees with that.

To do business, you must be willing to pay for your money. As long as you cheat people, you can easily earn it back, and you can get more!

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But...everything is afraid of comparison.

Compared with what Lu Yao gave, this shabby hairpin is not even a fraction of a fraction.

If it was the original Liao Qi, she might hesitate for a few seconds.

Now he doesn't even look at it, takes a big step back, and firmly refuses with cold disgust: "Han Fang, men and women are different, I don't want your things!"

After speaking, he looked at Lu Yao worriedly, for fear that he would look down on him.

Han Fang never expected to be firmly rejected by the girl, and stood there awkwardly holding the hairpin.

This little girl is obviously very greedy, how come she doesn't even want the money delivered to her door!

If you can't bear to be small, you will make a big plan. But he suddenly noticed that Lu Yao was staring at the hairpin with a funny look in his eyes.

It's not mocking or sarcasm, just pure amusing, just like when an adult sees a urchin picking up stones, as if this hairpin is something funny and something that can't be put on the table.

Not very harmful, but highly insulting.

This look completely angered the conceited Han Fang. He could no longer suppress his bad mood, and actually stepped forward to challenge:

"Mr. Lu, you must be extraordinary when you join the Liao family, can you enlighten me!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a low cry.

Han Fang is an ordinary student who pays 100 copper tuition fees every year. He challenged Lu Yao, a disciple who entered the room, obviously deliberately humiliating.

If you accept it, Lu Yao's weak body will definitely not be able to beat him; if you don't accept it, it will be a joke for a disciple who enters the room to be intimidated by an ordinary student.

Regardless of whether the remote connection is accepted or not, the Korean side has won.

He thinks he has a plan - this will definitely let the Liao sisters see clearly how unbearable Lu Yao is.

But the next second, Liao Qi jumped out angrily, pointed at Han Fang's nose and scolded: "Shut up! What kind of thing are you! You dare to challenge my junior brother!"

Han Fang, who had a low emotional intelligence, actually argued with Liao Qi: "Miss Liao, they all practice martial arts in the boxing gym. Is there anything wrong with me taking a challenge?"

"Okay, you want to challenge, right? I'll fight you!" Liao Qi rolled down her sleeves, revealing two white lotus-like arms, and she was about to start fighting on the spot.

Han Fang was taken aback and stepped back two steps: "I'm just practicing tendons, not your opponent in the bone-forging realm..."

In the Bone Forging Realm, the bones of the whole body are extremely hard, and the explosive power is ferocious, which can break stubborn stones with fists.

Don't look at Liao Qi holding a pair of pink fists, in fact, it is no different from the meteor hammer, it can easily break the tendons of Han Fang's punches.

Han Fang is well aware of this, and of course he does not dare to be brave.

Liao Qi sneered disdainfully, "You're still practicing tendons, you're so lazy, you don't even get in the door..."

At this time, the rattan blew the air, and a loud bang attracted everyone's attention. It turned out that Liao Ya came over.

She said with a half-smile, "No need for that. Since you want to learn from each other, let's have a game."

Liao Qi became anxious when she heard this: "Sister, junior brother's body..."

Liao Ya raised her hand to stop her sister's words and looked at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao smiled, got up neatly and walked into the arena, clasped his fist to Han Fang and said, "Please advise."

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Everyone present was at a loss. This room-entry disciple was pale and looked weak and unrecovered from a serious illness. He couldn't even stand upright, so how could he fight the young and strong Han Fang?

Han Fang also felt that something was wrong, but at this time the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

So he also came off the stage, without saying hello, he just punched him.

Liao Qi watched nervously, ready to help at any time, but Liao Ya was not in a hurry and seemed very determined.

I saw that Lu Yao had already entered a state of meditation, and his five senses were firmly locked on the opponent, easily dodging the punch.

The pace was not much, not much, just so that the fist brushed past his chest.

At this time, Lu Yao felt very strange. After entering meditation, the five senses are greatly enhanced, and the opponent's movements can be seen clearly and well known.

Especially for a rookie like Han Fang, there is a strong omen before attacking, either the shoulders sink or the joints bend, which is very easy to predict.

As soon as Han Fang moved, Lu Yao knew what he wanted to do, so he avoided and waited for a long time before the fist came. Lu Yao still has a leisurely heart to dislike his opponent's speed being too slow.

Han Fang's consecutive punches were easily passed, and the more he hit, the more anxious he even used the eight punches, but Lu Yao couldn't even touch the corner of Lu Yao's clothes.

After getting acquainted, Lu Yao felt more and more that his opponent was too naive. He felt like he was playing with a child, playing him between his palms.

When the second round of Wang Ba Punch came, Lu Yao turned slightly on his side, let his fist hit the tip of his nose, and then lifted his foot and tripped the opponent.

Han Fang lost his balance on the spot and fell into the mud. Fortunately, the limbs were braced, and the fall was not heavy. He quickly got up and continued to attack without believing in evil.

"This sick ghost is very weak, and his limbs are very weak. I can make him unable to get up with just one hit!"

Unfortunately, in the next second, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Lu Yao unhurriedly flashed behind him and pushed him with the strength of his punch.

With a muffled sound, Han Fang fell to the ground, his chest directly hitting the ground.

He fell hard this time. He couldn't breathe because of the pain. He didn't get up for a long time.

The disciples watching the battle applauded. From their point of view, Lu Yao is clearly overwhelmed by his martial arts, which is just playing tricks on his opponent.

Liao Ya said to her sister, "How about it, do you still dare to say that refining gods is useless?"

Liao Qi lowered her eyebrows and pleaded with her eyes: "I know I was wrong, sister, I will practice more diligently in the future."

Ruzi can be taught, Liao Ya nodded in satisfaction. She knew the ending for a long time, and she just took this opportunity to call on her sister.

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At this time, Han Fang's chin was swollen and blood was on the corner of his mouth, his body was covered with dust, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

He was quite conceited on weekdays, and was unanimously disgusted by everyone. At this moment, everyone was in a good mood and deliberately laughed loudly.

"There must be something for someone to be able to get started, and the surnamed Han dares to ask for trouble."

"Second Sister Liao completely hates him, Han Fang can't even get married now~"

"The toad wanted to eat swan meat, and there was no hope. Master Liao has a clear mind~"

Hearing these harsh words, Han Fang slammed his fingers into the ground and tried his best to get up.

Lu Yao asked calmly, "Are you still fighting?"

Han Fang didn't say a word, and glanced at the Liao sisters who were either indifferent or disgusted, knowing that he had no hope of entering the house, and it was useless to stay here.

He limped away amid the shrill laughter. He didn't even say hello, no manners.

Although he lowered his head, the hatred in his eyes was about to fill.

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