Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

"Are there any more people?" Duan Xuanheng, who had defeated most of the disciples while standing on the arena, had a smug look on his face, which made the other people's back teeth almost broken.

"Sorry, brother, I want to compete with you." Sikong Qianluo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Changsheng appear, and signaled her with his eyes to be careful of the two brothers, always feeling that the two brothers had bad intentions.

Qin Changsheng threw a coquettish glance at Sikong Qianluo, which made Sikong Changfeng and the others turn their heads away unable to bear to look at him. The other women in the audience whispered about Qin Changsheng's appearance after seeing his appearance.

"I can beat this young man above the A-level with his looks!"

"That's right. I hope he doesn't win the upcoming match. If he loses, I can give him my token of love."

"Senior Brother, why are so many women whispering when Changsheng appears?" Lei Wujie looked at Qin Changsheng who was standing on the ring and being polite to Duan Xuanheng.

"I want to seduce her and take her home." Tang Lian said simply and rudely, these superficial women.

"Sir, please make your move!" Duan Xuanheng looked at Qin Changsheng's handsome face, which looked like a pretty boy, and the astonished look in the eyes of the women watching the fight below the ring, and his eyes darkened.

"Then I won't be polite. Do you want to have a fight or go home directly?" Qin Changsheng bought a lot of equipment for this ring match. First, he customized a most flamboyant men's suit, and bought a pretentious folding fan, on which he asked Sikong Changfeng to write three big words: So handsome.

When Sikong Changfeng wrote it, he felt that it was a bit of an insult to the style of his calligraphy, but in the end he endured it for the sake of his daughter's lifelong event. Now Qin Changsheng opened the folding fan in a flash and covered his face with it, looking at Duan Xuanheng with a smile in his eyes.

"Brother, you are joking. Fighting in the ring is just a way to use up all your skills." Duan Xuanheng had just finished speaking when Qin Changsheng appeared in front of him quickly and kicked him out of the ring.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? This would be much easier." Qin Changsheng slowly withdrew his foot and muttered in a low voice, "I thought I was so awesome, but it went down with one kick."

"It seems that my brother underestimated the enemy. This brother is very powerful!" Duan Xuanheng, who was holding his chest and spitting blood, was supported by his servants and stared at Qin Changsheng with a distorted expression.

"I'm not being Versailles, you're just a little bit better than your brother, just a little bit, understand? So I'm giving you two choices. Either you get off the stage yourself, or you do the same thing as your brother did." After Qin Changsheng finished speaking, he put away the fan in his hand in a second and looked at Duan Xuanyi with a smile.

"What nonsense! Let's see if you have what it takes!" Duan Xuanyi said, and then he attacked Qin Changsheng. Qin Changsheng pulled his arm and exerted a little force. There was only a click and a scream, and the crowd shouted, "Young Master, Young Master!"

"I've told you that you are much better than your brother, but you just don't believe it!" Qin Changsheng shook his head helplessly, and the two brothers were supported on the chairs.

Many of the disciples in Xueyue City were cheering in their hearts when they saw their miserable appearance, but they did not show it on the surface.

"Since this brother has won, then he should compete with my daughter." The show must be carried out to the end. Sikong Qianluo stood opposite Qin Changsheng with a spear in his hand. Qin Changsheng winked at Sikong Qianluo.

"I give up!" Then he said.