The next day.
Fang Qiu continued to play in the Xixi Wetland and took a lot of photos.
In fact, he had been secretly observing the entire Xixi Wetland all day. It was not until the evening that he was relieved to make sure that the giant turtle was no longer restless, no longer showing up, and no urge to go ashore.
At seven o 'clock in the evening.
After all the tourists in the wetland had left, and all the staff had left.
A group of black shadows came from all directions.
In the center of the wetland.
A pavilion where tourists could rest, the top of the boat in the river, the surrounding islands and roadsides were all full of people.
Although there was still an hour before the competition began.
However, because the attention of this competition was too high, everyone had to come in advance to take a good position, ready to watch the show.
Half an hour later.
"Woo …"
A whirring flute came with the sound of paddling water.
Everyone turned to look.
They saw.
The White-dressed Man was sitting on the bow of a boat, playing the flute slowly.
This scene.
Fell in everyone's eyes, and immediately caused many people to secretly complain.
Especially those who participated in the Heaven Treasure competition yesterday, they all snorted.
"Pretentious again!"
He didn't know the people's curses at all.
After playing a song, the White-dressed Man came to the center of the crowd. He immediately cupped his hands to the crowd and said with a smile, "Thank you for coming. I won't let you down."
Logically speaking.
This kind of words would definitely cause some echoes and applause.
But the result.
After the White-dressed Man finished speaking, no one responded. The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
"Humph."
Feeling embarrassed, the White-dressed Man snorted and stopped talking. He closed his eyes and prepared for the battle.
Around.
Everyone was whispering to each other.
Of course, most of them were discussing the strength of the mysterious man John Doe.
Just like that.
They waited until 7: 45.
The mysterious man John Doe still didn't show up.
It would be eight o 'clock in a quarter of an hour.
Why hadn't John Doe come yet?
Everyone began to whisper.
The White-dressed Man sneered.
For him, whether the mysterious man John Doe came or not, he would be defeated!
However.
Because of the Heaven Treasure, the White-dressed Man still hoped that John Doe could come.
Soon, five minutes had passed.
At 7: 50.
While everyone was waiting.
A footstep came from a distance.
They saw.
Not far away, on the road between the pond, the swamp, and the lake, a figure wearing a hooded jacket was walking toward them. He was carrying a few Pan-Fried Buns in his hands.
He took a closer look.
The man was wearing a hood on his coat. His head was lowered and his face was completely covered. The sky was already dark, so no one could see his face clearly.
"He's here."
"He is the mysterious man, John Doe?"
"How ungentlemanly!"
"I didn't expect that a great expert would be so ungentlemanly! Give me your skills! What a waste of your skills! "
Everyone discussed in low voices.
In the lake.
The White-dressed Man, who was sitting on the top of the ship, was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he saw Fang Qiu.
This guy was too disrespectful.
Who would arrange a fight in such a sloppy manner?
The most hateful thing was that he was still carrying a few buns. Wasn't this saying that he was very busy and couldn't even make it in time for a fight? It was best for him to hurry up and stop wasting his time.
Furthermore …
He, the White-dressed Young Master, was also a reputable figure in Jianghu.
How could he be treated so disrespectfully?
The White-dressed Man was furious.
However.
After all, he had been in Jianghu for a long time. He quickly calmed down so that he wouldn't lose his mind because of anger. While suppressing his anger, he quickly adjusted his state.
"Why can't I see his face?"
"I really can't see him."
"He deserves to be called the mysterious man. He's really mysterious. But this style is a little too inappropriate, isn't it?"
In the sound of everyone's discussion.
Fang Qiu walked to the front and asked, "How many minutes to eight o 'clock?"
"Ten minutes!"
Someone answered.
"Thank you."
Fang Qiu nodded and then looked around. He found a place beside him to squat down, opened the bag in his hand, took out the Pan-Fried Buns and began to eat.
This look.
Immediately made everyone speechless.
Needless to say, he looked quite pitiful. He looked just like a homeless man who squatted at the corner of the street and ate crazily after getting a bun with great difficulty.
Ten minutes later.
At eight o 'clock sharp.
Fang Qiu just finished eating the bun. He crumpled the bag into a ball and held it in his palm.
"Time's up. Eat and drink, and get ready to go!"
On the boat on the lake.
The White-dressed Man stood up, waved the flute in his hand, and pointed at Fang Qiu.
"Wait."
Fang Qiu raised his right hand.
Everyone was stunned.
The White-dressed Man was also stunned. He didn't understand what he was going to do.
And here.
After shouting, Fang Qiu took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and wiped his mouth. Then he took out the mask from his coat pocket and put it on.
Then he threw the tissue and the bag of buns into the dustbin not far away.
Then.
"Burp …"
With a burp, he said, "Okay, let's start."
Everyone was speechless.
What the hell was this?
On the boat.
The White-dressed Man narrowed his eyes and his face was gloomy.
"Humph!"
After a cold snort, the White-dressed Man said, "Before we start, I want to see the treasure."
At the same time.
He moved his right hand, sucked out a big box from the boat and opened it in front of everyone.
Inside, there were stacks of cash neatly placed, a total of five million.
"Where is the treasure?"
The White-dressed Man asked.
"Don't look at it. You have no chance to touch it anyway."
Fang Qiu replied indifferently.
"Humph."
The White-dressed Man snorted with a gloomy face and said, "You will know how powerful I am in a moment."
"Let's start. Don't talk nonsense."
Fang Qiu moved.
He walked directly on the water and rushed to the White-dressed Man.
"You're courting death."
The White-dressed Man narrowed his eyes and turned his wrist. The flute in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to his mouth.
"Woo …"
A deep and chilling flute sounded.
The White-robed Young Master was just like his name. The weapon he used was a flute.
"Bang!"
As the flute sounded.
Driven by the internal Qi, the sound wave centered on it spread out to all directions.
At the same time rushing to Fang Qiu.
On the lake, there was a burst of water!
"Sound wave?"
Fang Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
In the eyes of outsiders, this sound wave attack may be very mysterious and magical, but the discerning people knew that the sound wave was just a kind of ordinary martial arts.
However, other martial arts urged the internal Qi to burst out with hands and feet, while the sound wave urged the internal Qi to burst out with the help of the rhythm.
The only difference between the two was the length of the attack.
Because it was the sound wave, the attack distance of the sound wave was naturally longer. Although the people who used hands and feet could shoot out the internal Qi, the attack distance was still not as good as the sound wave.
"Bang bang bang …"
Like hidden weapons, the sound wave kept shooting at Fang Qiu at an extremely fast speed.
Ordinary people couldn't keep up with the speed of sound.
In this case.
Fang Qiu could only turn around and walk quickly on the water. With the White-dressed Man's boat as the center, he walked in a circle, quickly avoiding the sound wave attack and approaching the White-dressed Man little by little.
Unexpectedly.
Just when Fang Qiu was close to the boat.
The White-dressed Man, who had been sitting on the top of the boat, suddenly moved. He jumped from the top of the boat and threw the box containing five million cash on the shore. Then he kicked the boat, making the whole boat roll over and crash into Fang Qiu.
At the same time.
His feet landed on the water.
The White-dressed Man immediately stepped back on the water until he retreated to the lotus leaf area five meters away. He stepped on the lotus leaf and continued to play the flute crazily.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …"
The sound wave was like a knife.
Even the spectators around could see that every time the White-dressed Man blew, there would be a sound wave as sharp as a blade. Like thousands of arrows shooting at the same time, it kept bursting out from the White-dressed Man and attacked Fang Qiu overwhelmingly.
At this time.
The boat rolling in the air was fiercely crashing in front of Fang Qiu.
Behind the ship, in a place where Fang Qiu couldn't see, the overwhelming sound wave blades had already arrived.
"So powerful!"
"The White-dressed Man's Sound Wave Technique is so powerful that even the sound wave can be materialized?"
"Oh, no, the mysterious man is going to suffer a big loss."
"This White-dressed Man is too wretched. He has not fought with the mysterious man. Not only does he rely on the long-distance attack of the Sound Wave Technique, but he also uses the prepared boat to trap John Doe."
"This is not wretched. The Sound Wave Technique is a flexible and long-distance technique. Who will use the Sound Wave Technique to rush to a person's face and fight at close range? What's more, in the battle between martial arts practitioners, all external objects are helpful. This boat is like a weapon. John Doe didn't notice such a big boat. How can he blame the White-dressed Man for playing tricks?"
Watching the battle.
Everyone was talking about it.
Some people couldn't help but worry for the mysterious man.
Because the situation in front of them was indeed a little critical.
"Master!"
In the crowd, He Gaoming didn't move forward but clenched his fists tightly. He believed that his master would not fall down like this. Even if he fell into the White-dressed Man's trap, the mysterious man would never fall down so easily!
In the field.
"Buzz …"
The boat rolled wildly in the air and smashed toward Fang Qiu.
But after a long time, it was still turning.
This time.
Everyone felt that something was wrong.
The boat should have hit John Doe long ago. Even if it didn't hurt John Doe, it should have been kicked by John Doe. How could it keep turning in the air like this?
Just when everyone was puzzled.
They saw.
The boat that had been spinning in the air suddenly seemed to have eyes. Under the push of a huge force, it directly crashed into the White-robed Man in the distance.
"Clap, clap …"
"Crack!"
The incoming sound wave hit the boat mercilessly, breaking the wooden boat and revealing many cracks.
"It's him, it's him!"
Around. Everyone was shocked.
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