The young man was kicked out and fell off the stage, vomiting blood on the spot.
The kick from Master Changmei almost shattered his heart and lungs.
The young man raised his head and saw the long-browed man standing on the stage. He smiled and cupped his hands at him and said, "I accept it."
The young man's face turned blue and white, and he looked at the long-browed man fiercely and cursed: "Dog Taoist, you don't follow martial ethics!"
"What, you don't accept it?" Changmei Zhenren asked with a smile.
"I don't accept it!" the young man said loudly.
"It's too late!" Master Changmei said, "You have been kicked off the ring by me, you lose."
"If you hadn't tricked me, how could I have..." When the young man said this, he suddenly looked at Emperor Zhou and shouted: "I don't accept it!"
Uncle Zhu stood up, looked at the young man and said calmly: "A soldier never tires of deceit, don't you know?"
“If you are not as good as others, why should you blame others?”
"If you lose, you lose. Why are you yelling? Do you think this is your home?"
"If you disturb the emperor and other princes, be careful and I will slap you!"
The young man gritted his teeth and turned pale.
"The competition continues." Uncle Zhu said loudly.
The next moment, a young man flew onto the ring. When his feet landed on the ground, the whole place was shaken.
This man was eight feet tall, with strong muscles and a beard. He looked like a majestic tiger, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
The lines on his face were hard and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, exuding an unruly wildness.
In comparison, the real person with long eyebrows looks very thin.
Moreover, the young man also held a hammer in his hand, which was more than five times bigger than the head of the real person with long eyebrows.
"Old Taoist priest, accept your fate!"
The young man shouted deeply, raised the iron pillar, and was about to take action...
"Wait a moment!"
Master Changmei suddenly spoke up.
"What are you doing?" The young man sneered, "Are you still plotting against me like you did before?"
"No, no." Master Changmei said seriously: "I just want to ask, are you also here to compete for the Prince Consort?"
The young man said: "If you are not a competitor, why are you in the ring?"
"Who gave you the courage?" Master Longmei asked: "You are tall and thick, with a strong back and a strong waist, and you actually came to compete for the prince-in-law. You are like a toad wanting to eat swan meat."
The young man was furious: "Old Taoist priest, are you looking for death?"
Master Changmei turned a deaf ear to the young man's threat and said, "Look, whether it's Wei Wuxin or Qin Jiang, which one is not better-looking than you?"
"I think it's an insult to everyone that an ugly guy like you is here to compete for the prince-in-law."
"You——" The young man was so angry that his whole body trembled.
The Changmei Master didn't seem to realize that the young man was angry, and continued: "I really don't know what your family is thinking. Why don't they tie you up with a rope? They let you run around when you are so ugly, and they are not afraid of scaring you. other people."
Hahaha……
Everyone was laughing.
Veins popped up on his youthful forehead and his eyes were blood red.
Tie me down?
What do you think I am when you step on a horse?
Dog?
You are the dog!
"Old Taoist, if you dare to humiliate me, go to hell!" The young man let out a roar that shook the sky, picked up the hammer and rushed towards the Changmei Master.
The wind brought by the hammer roared past, and the ground seemed to be shaking.
The long-browed master smiled slightly, and instantly dodged the fatal blow with his light body. Then he used his extreme speed and quickly pointed at the young man's vest.
Suddenly, the young man froze as if he had been struck by lightning.
Taking this opportunity, Master Changmei made a move that no one expected.
I saw him standing behind the young man, squatting down, then passing his right hand between the young man's legs like lightning, and then reaching up...
Monkey fishing for the moon!
The real person with long eyebrows squeezed hard with his hand.
"ah……"
The young man screamed like a slaughtering pig.
Chang Mei Zhenren took advantage of the situation and kicked the young man into the ring.
After the young man flew out of the ring, he covered his crotch with both hands and screamed miserably.
When everyone took a look, they saw a bright red blood stain on the young man's crotch, which was obviously a broken egg.
"Fuck, so cruel!"
The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty involuntarily clamped their legs and looked at the Chang-mei Master with some fear in his eyes.
As for those who participated in the competition for the Prince Consort, they stood up one by one and denounced Master Changmei.
"unacceptable!"
"How could you use such a damaging move?"
"Is this the end of the story?"
"It's shameless to use such a damaging move in public, isn't it?"
"Old Taoist priest, do you still talk about martial ethics?"
"..."
Hearing the abuse around him, Master Changmei disagreed and said disdainfully: "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear that he just said he wanted to kill me?"
"He is going to kill me. Is it too much for me to crush his balls?"
"Besides, with his level of cultivation, recovery won't be a matter of seconds?"
"I really don't know what you are barking at?"
When it comes to talking heads, Changmei Zhenren has never been afraid of anyone.
As soon as he said these words, he undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and the shouting and cursing around him became even louder.
"presumptuous!"
"Stinky Taoist priest, you are really too crazy."
"Who are you calling a dog when you ride on a horse?"
"How dare you scold us? I think you want to die!"
"..."
Master Longmei stood on the ring, ignoring the anger of the crowd, and said: "You are a bunch of trash. They only know how to bark. Come on if you have the guts. Let's see how I beat you."
Those who competed for the Prince Consort were so angry that they trembled all over.
"It's really too arrogant."
"Stop talking nonsense and kill him."
"..."
"Stop being so pushy, let's come together!" Master Longmei scolded: "Whoever doesn't come up will be the grandson."
After hearing this, those people couldn't bear it anymore and really rushed to the ring in a swarm.
When Uncle Zhu saw so many people besieging the Chang Mei Master, he wanted to stop them, but Ye Qiu waved his hand, signaling him to leave it alone.
Emperor Zhou didn't say anything, so Uncle Zhu had no choice but to remain silent, but his eyes were fixed on the ring, and he was worried about Chang Mei Zhenren.
Above the arena, divine light was flying and murderous intent was skyrocketing. Those people were obviously completely angered by the Chang Mei Master and wanted to deal with him severely.
Unexpectedly, the Changmei Master was so fast that those people didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and all their attacks hit the empty space.
Then, Master Longmei took out a dark brick from the cuff of his Taoist robe, held it in his hand and patted it violently.
One brick at a time.
"Bang bang bang!"
Master Longmei was very busy. When he got tired of slapping with his right hand, he used his left hand again. One after another, his face was bruised and bloody, and the screams could not be heard.
"Ahhhh..."
Some people were even knocked unconscious on the spot.
The speed of Master Changmei is too fast. Even if those people have extraordinary cultivation, they can only be beaten. In front of Master Changmei, they are like a group of weak scholars with no power to resist.
In just two minutes, more than a dozen guys who were besieging the Changmei Master fell to the ring.
Immediately afterwards, Master Changmei kicked all those people off the ring one by one.
Finally, Changmei Zhenren stood on the ring, holding bricks in his hands, looking down at those people, and said arrogantly: "A bunch of trash, they are vulnerable!"
