"Him?" Dozens of people from the Hongmen were shocked at first, then they all laughed out loud. Even Bai Yulong had a faint smile on his face, and shook his head and sighed.
The cold-faced man who had originally had a sullen face laughed even more, holding his stomach and panting, "Seventh Changfeng, you can't find anyone, so you actually brought a weak girl to compete with us. Don't you think it's embarrassing? We in the Hongmen can't afford to lose this person..."
Han Xiaohan retracted her gaze that had drifted elsewhere, and stared at the cold-faced young man with her beautiful phoenix eyes. She said calmly, "You are wrong. First, I am not a girl. Second, I am not weak. If you have doubts, I have no objection to fighting you in the first round. Of course, if you agree, I will make you pay for what you just said on the field."
"Oh!" The cold-faced young man was startled, and carefully looked Han Xiaohan up and down. Except for the fact that her chest was a little flat, no matter from which angle she looked, she was an extremely beautiful girl! His face sank slightly, and he said, "Little girl, be careful when you speak, and don't say anything that doesn't match you."
Han Xiaohan unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, pulled up his sleeves, walked to the center of the field, pointed his finger at the cold-faced young man's nose, and said coldly, "You can leave now."
Being looked down upon in public, even if the other party was an attractive girl, the cold-faced young man could not stand it. He turned to look at Bai Yulong, intervened and saluted, saying: "Deputy Sect Leader, please allow me to fight in the first round."
Bai Yulong looked at Han Xiaohan who was shouting in the middle of the field, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. After a while, he nodded gently and said, "Master, be careful, just stop when you are done."
He had confidence in the cold-faced young man's kung fu. Among his peers, he was the best, with deep internal strength and superb skills, especially a set of Kaishan Fist, which was the best in the world. When he performed it, it was so powerful that ordinary people could hardly resist him. As for Han Xiaohan, even if he had been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, what could he do when he was less than 20 years old? Although Bai Yulong did not despise him, he still underestimated his strength. After getting Bai Yulong's consent, the cold-faced young man seemed to have taken a shot of cardiac stimulant. He waved his hand to throw off his coat, jumped into the field, and stood five steps away from Han Xiaohan. When he looked at him again, the feeling was different from before. This time he was closer and saw more carefully. He found that Han Xiaohan's face was smooth and white without a single spot. Her two phoenix eyes flickered from time to time, and she was very charming. The anger in the cold-faced young man's heart was immediately swept away. He laughed and said heroically: "Little girl, I will let you have three moves first, but if you lose later, you are not allowed to cry..."
Han Xiaohan hated the word "little girl" so much that he naturally looked at the cold-faced young man with a different eye. Before he could finish his words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'd rather obey than be respectful!" A distance of five steps was no different from zero distance for Han Xiaohan. He used the "sprinting step" of the Tianji Step. Most of the people in the field didn't see how he moved, but he had already approached the cold-faced young man, raised his fist, and punched him hard in the abdomen.
"Ah!" The cold-faced young man screamed in surprise. He never dreamed that the delicate girl in front of him would move so quickly and agilely. Based on the instinct of a martial artist, he subconsciously took a step back. However, it was this step that prevented Han Xiaohan from hitting him with one punch.