On the temporary arena, Tang Jiusheng and Monk Da'ai fought each other with their bare hands, leaving everyone stunned.

The two of them tried their best, with sweat on their heads. Monk Da'ai's moves were unscrupulous. His punches were all aimed at Tang Jiusheng's chest or lower abdomen, and every punch Tang Jiusheng threw hit Da'ai's head hard.

On the show, this fight was more like two scoundrels going crazy with alcohol. How could they have the demeanor of a martial arts master?

The angry monk had been punched hard for more than twenty times on his bald head, and he felt angry for a moment. This boy named Tang was sneaking around and tried to avoid his punches every time.

If he didn't, he would use his palm to remove the force from his fist and try to neutralize his attack. However, every punch that Tang Jiusheng came at, Da Nu would not dodge, relying on his natural martial body and iron head skills to bear it hard

.

He was beating and scolding at the same time, "Tang, you are such a coward! Do you dare to confront me head-on and take my fist hard?"

Tang Jiusheng was merciless, and punched Da Ai's bald head hard with his right hand. While punching out, he used his left palm to remove most of Da Ai's punch, and then he laughed and cursed: "Bald donkey, you

With a natural physical body of the martial arts realm, coupled with the bonus of the first-level martial arts realm, if I am willing to hit you on the head with my fist, it is already a head-to-head confrontation! If you are not convinced, I will get the Dragon-Crying Sword, and you can follow me again.

How about a head-on confrontation?"

Monk Da'ai's Qinggong was inferior, so his agility was far inferior to that of Tang Jiusheng. When he encountered such a scoundrel who could dodge with just one punch, Da'an had no choice but to vent his anger by swearing and beating him.

Da Ai made up his mind and continued to fight like this. Anyway, I have a naturally martial body and have practiced Iron Tou Kung Fu, so I am not afraid of you hitting me. But as long as I punch you in the chest or lower abdomen, you can kill me.

You were beaten until you vomited blood!

The fat man who was sitting and watching in the stands was a little confused and muttered: "What is Old Tang doing? That bald donkey's head can't be beaten like this. It's obvious that he has practiced Iron Head Kung Fu! Old Tang, don't be crazy.

Is that right? Every punch hits the head. If you keep hitting like this, you won’t be able to defeat that bald donkey even if the fight lasts until dawn!"

Ximen Yushuang smiled sweetly, "My martial arts skills are the lowest here. You can't understand it, little fat guy, and I can't understand it even less. But I believe Mr. Xiang. Since he does this, he must have his reasons." Shui Ruyue nodded.

Express support for Ximen Yushuang’s words.

Probably because it was too boring to watch the two people playing on the court, Yin Sheng simply closed his eyes and rested, "Little Fatty, use your brain to think carefully. If you can think of this, can't Brother Tang Xian not think of it? Let's bet that it will not exceed twenty."

In one round, the duel will be over, and Tang Xiandi will beat Da Ai that bald donkey very badly, do you believe it or not?"

The fat man shook his head and said disapprovingly: "Impossible, this bald donkey is as manic as having mad cow disease. Although Old Tang has a slight advantage now, it's not obvious. It's obvious that he can't do it in twenty rounds! Maybe he has to fight one.

At this time, I am worried that Old Tang can last that long?"

Yin Sheng opened his eyes and smiled obscenely, "Then let's make a bet. If Tang Xiandi wins within twenty rounds, you invite me to Guangyue Tower to drink wine. If I lose, I invite you.

How about going to drink flower wine?"

The fat man slapped his thigh, "Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's ears were grabbed by someone. The fat man turned his head to look at the person who grabbed his ears, and immediately got scared, with a flattering smile on his face, "Hey, wife,

Daughter-in-law, dear daughter-in-law! I just brag with Brother Yin Sheng, and even when I go to the brothel, I just listen to them singing songs and nothing else!"

Song Yulan snorted coldly, and grabbed the fat man's ears harder, "Jiang Zhenyu, as long as you dare to go to the brothel, I will pull your ears off, do you hear me?" The fat man screamed like a pig.

Ximen Yushuang and Shui Ruyue on the side laughed and laughed. Ximen Yushuang smiled and said: "Sister Lan, they have been there many times. It is useless even if you cook him and eat him. When you can see

, he didn’t go, what about when you can’t see him? As long as the heart is with you, it’s good, otherwise even if you can control people, you can’t control the heart.”

Shui Ruyue said: "Out of sight, out of mind. They occasionally go to drink some flower wine and have fun, and I don't bother to care."

Song Yulan then put down her hands and snorted. The fat man rubbed his ears with his hands and said with a bitter face: "Daughter-in-law, your hands are too strong. I am your husband. You really hurt my ears."

If you pull it off, it won’t grow back!”

Yin Sheng shook his head and said seriously: "It's okay, brothers and sisters, just feel free to pull it off. Even if it is pulled off, it will grow back. The arm of Taoist Huaguo opposite was cut off by Tang Xiandi, and it was all reattached, not to mention the ears?"

The fat man looked sad and angry, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Oh my God! Fatty, I really made a bad friend by mistake!"

At this time, the fight between the two people on the field was in full swing. Tang Jiusheng was like a dexterous ape, surrounding Monk Da'ai and firing his bows in all directions. Da'ai's head was hit with a series of punches. From the beginning to the end, he only hit Tang Jiusheng twice.

And both times he was hit in the shoulder.

Monk Da'ai was so angry that he wanted to punch the ground. The Taoist Hua Gu in the west stand was also very anxious. If the fight continued like this, Da'ai would lose! Strange to say, except for Da'ai's head, Tang Jiusheng

He didn't hit anywhere, punched left and right, and hit the head with every punch.

He was so angry that he simply stood still, moved all his internal energy to the top of his head, and allowed Tang Jiusheng to hit him. Every punch Tang Jiusheng made was like hitting an iron block.

The angry monk received one punch after another and cursed in his heart, "I am invincible, so I might as well wait for work. When you get tired from beating me and can't jump anymore, I will punch you away."

!”

Wan Deyan, who was watching the battle, suddenly stood up and said, "Something is going wrong. The boy named Tang is going to cause trouble!" Wan Deyan had just shouted, "Hey, be careful, guard the door!" But it was already too late.

Tang Jiusheng suddenly changed his fist into a kick, and hit Dahao in the crotch. Dahao screamed and fell to the field. He covered his crotch and rolled in the field. The men on and off the stage subconsciously tensed up between their legs.

, this kick was so hard that I was so angry that I stayed in bed for two months.

Hua Gu Dao jumped down from the west stand in anger, ran to the sidelines and yelled: "Tang Jiu Sheng, you actually did such a vicious thing in a duel between two people, you are really worse than a beast!"

Tang Jiusheng was unmoved at all, and smiled coldly at Taoist Huagu, "For an opponent who is born with a physical body in the martial arts realm, except for the weakness of one or two gates, how else can he be defeated? Why do we need to fight with strength if we can fight with wits?

If it were you, would you kick in this situation? You are angry that the kung fu you practice has obvious weaknesses but you don't protect yourself. How can you blame me?"

"You!" Taoist Hua Gu pointed his finger at Tang Jiusheng. He was shaking with anger, but had nothing to say. Finally he said angrily: "Who will you send in the next round?"

Tang Jiusheng turned around, looked at the fat man on the stage, blinked, and the fat man understood, and said loudly: "This game is on our side.

It’s Tong Gensheng, the master of Qingniu Palace in Tongque Mountain, who is going to fight!”

Taoist Hua Gu was startled. Tong Gensheng, the headmaster of Qingniu Palace in Tongque Mountain, has unfathomable martial arts skills. Although he is an outsider and does not easily fight with others, so he is not on the hero rankings, his strength cannot be underestimated.

If he forced himself to fight, he would probably have a very small chance of winning. Three wins out of five games. Tang Jiusheng's side had already won two games, and he could no longer afford to lose.

Taoist Huagu turned back to look at Wan Deyan in the west stand, asking him for help with his eyes. Wan Deyan smoothed his beard with his hand and smiled confidently, "Our person in this game is Yuhe Tongjun!"

Hearing the name Yuhe Tongjun, the faces of those on Tang Jiusheng's side in the east stand turned ugly. Yuhe Tongjun, who was ranked tenth in the last hero rankings, had fought with Yue Lingbi in red for a whole day and night.

, unfortunately defeated. The fat man’s uncle, Master Tong, is already over 70 years old, how could he defeat such an opponent?

I saw Qingniu Palace head coach Tong Gensheng floating up from the crowd to the east stand and coming to the fat man's side.

The fat man rubbed his nose and said, "My old uncle Niubi, are you sure you can beat Yuhe Tongjun? If you can't win, you might as well just don't give up. Let's just admit defeat. You are already seventy or eighty years old.

Yes, I don’t want you to take this risk!"

Tang Jiusheng also swept from the stage to the stands and bowed to Master Tong, "Thank you, Master Tong, for your help. I thought that Taoist Huagu would end up on the opposite side, and we would be sure of victory. Now that we are Yuhe Tongjun, I

It’s up to you, old man, to stay away. Let’s give up this round and try again in the next round to see if we can win. Even if we lose in the end, it won’t be a big deal. At worst, I’ll just apologize to them.”

Tong Gensheng, who was dressed in purple robes and had a Taoist fairy-like long beard, held a fly whisk and stared at him, "Babys, do you look down on Pindao? Who is Yuhe Tongjun? Pindao used to fight when he was young.

He is looking for teeth everywhere. Although more than thirty years have passed and his strength has greatly increased, Pindao may not necessarily lose to him. People have come but they have not ended. Where can I put Pindao's old face?

"

The old headmaster Tong Gensheng did not listen to the people's advice. He waved his fly whisk and floated down on the field. Tang Jiusheng and everyone were secretly worried. They didn't want the old headmaster to win, but hoped that the old headmaster could come back safely. Tang Jiusheng had already thought about it.

As long as the situation is not good, go to the field to save people. No matter what, as long as people are safe, it is good.

The boy named Yuhe who was on the opposite side had also arrived on the field. He raised his head and met Master Tong's eyes. He saw the boy who was just over three feet tall, with a face like a ten-year-old child. His beard and hair were all white.

Hanging on a golden lock that promises longevity, he looks like an old child. He looks really weird.

Yuhe Tongjun raised his head and looked at Master Tong, and said bitterly: "It turns out it's you, you old fool! Why, are you looking for death in such a hurry to end?"

Headmaster Tong Lao laughed loudly, holding a whisk in his hand, "You kid, you were just a defeated general under a poor Taoist, how dare you say such big words?"

Yu Hetongjun crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Niubi, you are already old and decrepit. Either let a young man fight, or you must admit defeat quickly, or you will start to fight in a while, and I will be careless."

If I beat you to death on the field, others will accuse me of bullying the elderly."
Chapter completed!