Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 312: He is not my disciple.

On stage.

Yang Feng fell to the ground with a pale face, clutching his **** shoulders.

At the same time, a strand of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Failed! Young Master Feng actually lost!" Although he had expected it for a long time, seeing with his own eyes, everyone still couldn't accept it.

"Young Master San, I really defeated Young Master Feng."

"It's terrible. It seems that, in Fengyang County, only Young Master Qinghe... No, maybe Young Master Qinghe can't win against Third Young Master!"

There was a lot of emotional discussion.

Yang Feng on the stage stared angrily at the third son and shouted loudly: "You used poison! You used poison!"

"For you, I won't use that method." The third son sarcastically said: "My sword is called the Poison Dragon Sword. The black mist before is not the dragon soul, but the poison gas, which has corrupted your Panlonglong. Soul, you and the Panlong Golden Spear 'man and spear are one', naturally also poisoned."

Speaking, the third son threw the antidote on the ground like a charity: "You also get out of the way."

Yang Feng squirmed in humiliation. After taking the antidote, he covered his shoulders and got off the stage.

After returning to his seat, he said to Hong Qinghe in a hoarse voice: "I also lost, Brother Hong, it's up to you."

Hong Qinghe looked solemn and nodded: "Although he is a member of the county government, he looks down on our people in Fengyang County from the bottom of his heart - don't worry, I will definitely defeat him, and get back for you and Wuxin. Dignity."

Speaking, Hong Qinghe is about to get up.

"Hong Qinghe, don't worry, it'll be your turn! But, not now." After speaking, the third son also jumped off the platform.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "The third son has won two games in a row, and the ones who won are geniuses like Young Master Feng and Young Master Wuxin. They must be too exhausted and need to rest."

"However, after he rests, it will definitely be more exciting to fight again."

"At that time, everyone present will probably not be his opponent!"

"Yeah, the third son is really amazing. I have a hunch that the first person in the younger generation of our Fengyang County may have to be replaced..."

After the third son stepped down, everyone still looked at him as if nothing, and whispered.

"Thunder armor, poisonous dragon sword... This third son is really not easy. Sister Xiaoxiao, why don't you go there. After a while, this third son will be handled by me." Lou Qianxue looked at Lou Xiaoxiao, whispered.

"No!" Lou Xiaoxiao, however, was uncharacteristically and shook his head firmly: "I watched a few games, and I have a general understanding of my current cultivation level. I think that I still have hope for the third son--Qianxue , don't be surprised when I do it later."

"Oh?" Lou Qianxue was stunned for a moment: "You said that, I was looking forward to it, but everything should be careful."

"Relax, no matter what I say, it's your sister. I have my senses."

The most eye-catching battles of Fenghua Banquet came to an end, and people began to scatter again.

Ye chased after watching a few games and was very bored, so he got up and pointed to Yang Yan: "Who is that, you, Young Master Yang, right? I want to challenge you, do you dare to fight?"

"Young Master Yang?" Everyone was stunned: "Someone is challenging Young Master Yang again!"

Everyone looked at Ye Zunxun and found that it was a new face. They couldn't help but wonder, "Who is he? The tone seems to be a bit big."

Master Huo's eyes also lit up: "Master Gongsun, isn't this the person you brought?"

Gongsun Heng nodded: "It's really him."

"He is your disciple, he must be very powerful."

Gongsun Heng laughed and shook his head: "No, he is not my disciple. His master is someone else."

Speaking, he glanced at Lou Qianxue.

Master Huo was embarrassed and surprised: "I saw you taught him before, and I thought...hehe, I didn't expect him to worship someone else as a teacher. It's a pity! If he follows you, President Gongsun, into the Dan Wangfu, his In the future, it must be…”