C380 The Ladies at the Mouth of the Pot
C380 The Ladies at the Mouth of the Pot
"Qin Lang will have a showdown with the world-class martial arts grandmaster Zhan Wuya within three days!"
"Qin Lang has appeared!"
The martial arts world had spread the news, and the whole world was looking forward to it!
Zhan Wuya was an internationally reclusive martial arts longtime elder. He was the honorary president of many world-class martial arts associations. He was elusive.
As for Qin Lang, most people only knew that he was the security guard of a university in Yanjing. As for Moon Inviting Palace, few people mentioned it.
With such a huge disparity in status, how could it be worth Zhan Wuya to travel thousands of miles and wait by the waterfall of Hukou?!
On the other hand, many people in Huaxia's martial arts world patiently introduced him to the media.
Qin Lang! In reality, he was already a famous figure in China's martial arts sects. It was just that the other party had always kept a low profile!
However, no one thought that Qin Lang could challenge Zhan Wuya. Even the western disciple Jack could not challenge Zhan Wuya!
The Three Days Agreement soon arrived. It was the waterfall of Hukou, and there were many tourists.
The surging momentum of the Yellow River did not fade a little because of the harsh winter. Huge waves rolled and rumbled like thunder.
This was a light season for traveling, but it was even more lively than other seasons.
The waterfall of Hukou, the soul of the Nine Bends Yellow River, the root of the Hua Clan, was welcoming a grand martial arts event.
People said that even if it was a certain Hong Kong star driving a motorcycle to fly over the Yellow River Hukou back then, it was still not comparable to the number of people who came today!
At this time, on a small street in the small town of Hukou, one. She was walking on the street with a worried expression on her face. She was wearing a pure white feather coat. He was wearing brown red leather shoes and looked graceful and pretty. He looked like a young lady from a noble family.
Peng Meng had been in Hukou Town for more than 30 days. During these 30 days, she had been thinking about Qin Lang, the boy who made her heart beat faster.
"What is it? Are you thinking about that Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carnivorous Carrot again?" Gu Sha reproached from the side.
"Ah... No..." Peng Meng blushed. She was the kind of reserved girl who did not want to be seen through.
"Don't cover it up. You came all the way here. Could it be that you are here to watch a martial arts competition?" Gu Sha pouted. "I say we should go back. It has been so many days. Qin Lang did not even have a shadow. Don't listen to those rumors anymore..." Gu Sha said.
" Wait a minute. He always keeps his word. " Peng Meng squeezed out a smile and said faintly:
"Say, if Qin Lang really came, would he be able to beat that Zhan Wuya?"
Peng Meng's heart was filled with endless worries. She had been waiting for Hukou and had been thinking about a perfect encounter. But what if he came? Would Qin Lang be injured? She was a little scared.
"Who knows? It's very hard. At most, he is just a casual player. He is more capable of beating up hotheads. When he meets a true martial arts grandmaster, he can only be a sparring partner." Gu Sha analyzed.
Peng Meng's heart skipped a beat and her heart was filled with complex emotions. At this time, she just happened to walk to the bottom of a vintage restaurant and the two of them walked in.
The Yellow River Restaurant's guests today were exceptionally crowded. They were all people from other provinces who spoke various dialects. Peng Meng and Gu Sha waited for a long time but there was no empty table and they could only squeeze together with a few people they did not know. Gu Sha was unwilling but there was nothing she could do.
On the contrary, it was the rich family's young mistress, Peng Meng, who seemed to be indifferent.
"Hey, who do you think will win this match?" A woman on the table started the topic.
This woman was dressed in fur, and her lipstick was bright red. She spoke very domineeringly, taking up two seats by herself. She raised her hand and raised her leg as if she was also a martial arts student.
"Of course, Qin Lang won. Do you still need to say that?!" A girl at the side spoke in a resolute and decisive manner. This girl was wearing a big red cotton jacket. It seemed to be the latest fashion model that was bought in the local area. It seemed to have the taste of a local wife. However, her Mandarin was full of Mandarin, which immediately exposed her.
Peng Meng was slightly stunned. She knew this girl.
"What about you? Who do you think will win?" The bewitching woman asked.
Peng Meng was pointed at and didn't want to say anything, so she said, "Of course it's Qin Lang."
"Qin Lang!"
"Qin Lang wins!"
After that, all the girls at the table said.
The seductive woman was a little curious. "Do you guys know martial arts? Do you know who Zhan Wuya is? What a bunch of good-for-nothings!"
" Hey, what are you talking about? Can't Qin Lang win?!" The girl in the red jacket stood up. She was shocked. "Peng Meng?"
"Soong Xueer?"
"Why are you here?" The two of them asked the same question at the same time.
"Can't I cheer Qin Lang on?" Soong Xueer was the kind of flamboyant girl who treated knowing Qin Lang as something to be proud of.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so you are all Qin Lang's fans. When the time comes, you will all cry!" The coquettish girl was gloating over ___'s misfortune. At this moment, the person beside her was dressed in plain clothes. However, she clearly had an air of nobility about her. She said with a frown, "Aunt, you better keep your words clean. I bet 100 million on Qin Lang."
Everyone was shocked and looked at the young girl. She was very beautiful. She had faint makeup and there was a trace of melancholy between her brows. Her mood was very similar to Peng Meng's.
This girl was Loong Yan. She heard the news of Qin Lang's battle in her hometown and hurried over.
"Love-struck girl? All the rich girls formed a group to support Qin Lang?" The beautiful girl was shocked. Her mouth was wide open, and she didn't dare to speak anymore.
" Peng Meng, didn't I tell you that Qin Lang likes me the most? Why don't you believe me?" Soong Xueer said.
" I didn't say I don't believe you. I just came along the way. I didn't know that such a big thing happened at Qin Lang's place. If you guys didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known. " Peng Meng said in a daze.
"You lied. Your eyes betrayed you? Your eyes have betrayed you! You still love Qin Lang! " Soong Xueer held her breath because she saw a few girls looking forward to and worried.
Everyone had fallen in love with Qin Lang, and they were sitting together. Soong Xueer was speechless.
Peng Meng was a little flustered and quickly avoided Soong Xueer's aggressive eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense. We are just... ordinary friends..." Peng Meng mumbled.
"Alright, alright. Qin Lang is so outstanding. There must be a lot of girls who like him. Now that I think about it, I don't mind sharing it with you guys... " Soong Xueer looked harmless. We can play a round of mahjong together and have a friendly attitude. It made Peng Meng's face even redder.
Loong Yan also smiled and her face turned slightly red. Now that she was a little more mature than before, it would not be so easy for her feelings to be revealed. She just covered her mouth and laughed.
The person who spoke was not interested. When Soong Xueer, Loong Yan, and Peng Meng were having a romantic moment, on the other table, a girl with an ugly face and a very ordinary figure snorted. She looked at them and gritted her teeth. There was a trace of coldness in her eyes.
"Hmph, you devil-like women, it's good that you know that you like one person. Why do you want the whole world to publicize that your love is frivolous? In terms of love, which one of you is better than me?!"