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Chapter 734 You have won!

Chapter 734: You win,

It's not a tie, it's a loss,

Moshu looked at the fourth master like an unparalleled god of war, and said proudly: "The top ten masters of the older generation are nothing more than that."

Putting down these words, he turned around gracefully and walked slowly towards Lin Ze.

Lin Ze had a smile at the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, with a cheerful smile on his face.

Moshu won,

It can't be said that he won, but he made Fourth Master suffer a big loss. Is it enough? It's enough for Moshu, but it's not enough for Lin Ze.

If you want to win, just win two games, that's enough.

Throwing a cigarette to Mo Shu, Lin Ze passed him by and walked towards the fighting arena step by step. However, after taking the cigarette, Mo Shu clamped it on his ear and did not dare to smoke.

The feeling in his chest was still boiling and suppressed at this moment. He was afraid that if he took a puff of the cigarette, he would be unable to hold back the blood again.

Absolutely strong,

This punch almost made him faint. If he hadn't endured it just to show off, he would have vomited in normal times.

As soon as Lin Zefu came on the stage, Xue Bailing cast her eyes over and ended the conversation with Grandma Zhuge with a decisive and strong word,

"Let your people go up. If Lin Ze wins, I can go back to sleep."

Grandma Zhuge glanced at Xue Bailing meaningfully and said nothing. Then she glanced at the old man behind her, who strode towards the fighting field.

A faint smile appeared on Director Lian's majestic face. This contest between women is very interesting. Grandma Zhuge's palace is indeed deep enough, but sometimes if it is too deep, she will be restrained and unable to let go, which is naturally not fun enough. Xue Bailing's It's better to be careful when it comes to being reserved, and not reserved at all when it's time to be unrestrained. During the whole conversation, although both sides didn't speak much, under Xue Bailing's strength, they ushered in two small and medium-sized people. The climax made Director Lian, the bystander, feel quite secretly happy.

The old man asked him to help, but in his opinion, with Xue Bailing's diplomatic skills, she could deal with Grandma Ge alone, so why would she need him?

At most, she is just staring at Grandma Zhuge’s back and plotting against her.

However, judging from the status of the Xue family in Yanjing and the nature of this confrontation at this moment, Director Lian believed that the probability of Grandma Zhuge putting shoes on the Xue family was not high. After all, this conversation did not reach the point of requiring a big fight. Grandma Zhuge wanted to If you take the initiative to stir up trouble, you have to cross boundaries, which is not cost-effective.

So when Xue Bailing said these words, everyone's eyes turned to the fighting field.

The outcome of this contest is not only related to Lin Ze's fate, but also a collision between the Hidden Dragon and the Heavenly Sword. Not only does Lin Ze care about it, but the big guys off the field also attach great importance to it, so they all focus on it. The two people in the fighting field were meticulous,

Lin Ze took off his white shirt, revealing a sleeveless elastic vest. The skin exposed to the air was scarred horizontally. His body was not even tall, but it gave people an impression of strength. The scars were more like a vicious beast with teeth and claws, and he walked towards Xu Bu. The old man came roaring,

The old man stopped when he was less than three meters away from Lin Ze. His eyes, which were always half-open and half-closed, glanced at Lin Ze inadvertently and remained silent.

"Can I ask a question first?" Lin Ze took the initiative,

"Yeah." The old man nodded,

"What's your ranking?" Lin Ze asked,

"Three." the old man said,

"It seems that the old guy who was beaten to the ground is fourth." Lin Ze smiled and said,

"Yeah." The old man nodded,

"You are on the same side as him."

"No." The old man denied,

"It was before." Lin Ze asked with a half-smile,

The old man did not answer,

Not answering was acquiescence. Lin Ze got the answer he wanted, his smile faded, and he said calmly: "I'm sorry, in order for me to survive, I have to do something dirty to you."

"Don't show mercy." The dull and inarticulate old man grinned, revealing his white teeth.

call out,

Lin Ze made a mistake and rushed towards No. 3 in the world.

There was resentment in his heart, overwhelming resentment,

But he didn't have the ability to vent his anger on Grandma Zhuge and her gang. The old man in front of him belonged to Grandma Zhuge, so he should bear the burden for his master, right?

Furthermore, so many people were sent out to plead and say good things for him tonight, and Mo Shu even didn’t hesitate to slap himself in the face. Lin Ze couldn’t lose. If he lost, everyone’s efforts would be in vain.

He not only wants to win, but also wants to win beautifully,

When he first fought against the top ten masters of the older generation, Lin Ze didn't notice the fighting style of these old guys.

In fact, Qiao Ba can actually be regarded as the first one. He is sophisticated, cunning, and full of conspiracy. Even in a duel, he will try his best to trick his opponent. However, in front of Lin Ze, Qiao Ba's force value is not enough. Absolutely In the face of strength, conspiracy and tricks are ineffective. During the subsequent execution in England and the trip to Tokyo, Lin Ze came into contact with several peerless experts from the older generation. Although he was tricked by them and even paid a heavy price for it, he could The situation is still under your control,

Only last time, during the decisive battle with the No. 4 player in the world, he realized that when the opponent is strong enough, cunning methods can be very helpful. That time, Lin Ze was in a desperate situation and almost lost his life to the No. 4 player in the world. ,

This injury made Lin Ze begin to study the fighting methods of the older generation of masters, master their psychology, and understand their fighting methods. Only then can Lin Ze maximize his abilities.

Obviously, his research has achieved substantial results. In the first minute, under Lin Ze's full pressure, the third best player in the world didn't find many opportunities to counterattack. Of course, with his superb fighting skills, Lin Ze didn't find much chance to counterattack either. Can carry out effective attacks, but judging from the opening scene alone, Lin Ze has the majority of the chance of winning.

Moshu, who was standing aside and watching, was stunned when he saw Lin Ze's offensive.

This kid is too perverted, right?

Even if he was only on the defensive, Moshu could see that the third best player in the world was obviously stronger than his opponent. But now, he was suppressed by Lin Ze. It was not a disadvantage, but a real disadvantage. After all, if this peerless strong man can pretend to be at a disadvantage and still be stronger than the fourth in the world, then with his true strength, there is no need to paralyze Lin Ze.

In Mo Shu's view, even if Lin Ze was really powerful enough to surpass him, it would only be a hair's breadth. If the perverted master brought by Grandma Zhuge was really that terrifying, there would be no need to worry about paralyzing Lin Ze.

Not only Mo Shu was surprised, but the No. 4 in the world who had fought with Lin Ze was also slightly stunned.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair nearby to rest. He was hit by Mo Shu's knee just now, and he still can't recover. After all, he is not young, and it is impossible for him to have Mo Shu's recovery ability, but looking at Lin Ze With his current combat capabilities, Fourth Master is a little worried about the old brother who left him and his second brother.

He was very aware of Lao San's status. He was better than his second brother, but not as good as his second brother. If it was Lao San who had just fought against Moshu, he would have a high chance of winning. Then, when did Lin Ze improve by leaps and bounds, and why could he win at the beginning? Suppress the third child,

Whoosh,

Lin Ze hit the old man with an elbow, and the force was extremely strong. The old man shook his shoulders with his arms slightly numb. After taking two steps back, he stepped forward to meet him, and dived in again like a desperate Saburo.

The old man's counterattack was beyond Lin Ze's expectation.

Strong and strong,

A trace of surprise flashed across Lin Ze's eyes, but he still adopted new tactics to deal with the old man. He had made up his mind. No matter whether the other party was plotting or not, he would not give the other party a chance. He knew that once he lost his advantage, , I am afraid that he will be counterattacked by the extremely experienced hunger striker. At that time, not only will the probability of winning plummet, but he may also lose.

That was not what Lin Ze wanted to happen, so he attacked with all his strength, not giving the old man the slightest chance to turn defeat into victory.

Gradually, when the two men fought hard for more than ten minutes, the big guys present finally couldn't help but let out a breath of turbid air,

Gein, they had been holding their breath since the beginning, just inhaling and breathing slowly and quickly. At this moment, they finally couldn't bear the crazy and compact battle, and couldn't help but take long and powerful breaths.

The masters on the field are tired from fighting, and they are even more tired from holding back. They are not going to breathe in conjunction with the fighting on the field. It will be suffocating to death.

Director Lian looked at Lin Ze's crazy attack, his eyes were bright and energetic, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, not knowing what he was remembering, while Grandma Zhuge had a trace of regret on her face,

Such a master could not be used by the Hidden Dragon, but was pulled in by the Heavenly Sword. What a huge regret.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but a hazy color gradually appeared in Xue Bailing's beautiful eyes.

This man, the more he looks at him, the more handsome he becomes.

Queen Yanjing, who was isolated from the Appearance Association, was so emotional,

Bang bang bang,

Lin Ze's fierce and crazy three whippings made the third person in the world's arms sore.

As you get older, your bones are more fragile than those of young people. When fighting, you will inevitably use your strengths and avoid weaknesses, and use your rich life experience and wisdom to face the enemy. But the old man doesn't like this method. He likes to fight head-on, which is fun and simple, so his bones are After a lot of hard work, he was stronger than the old guys like Fourth Master, but even so, after playing for more than ten minutes, he couldn't bear it anymore.

After finally resisting Lin Ze's attack, he took a step back slightly, raised his right hand and said, "Stop."

Lin Ze was stunned, and quickly paused. Then he felt relieved, exhaled a long breath, and said with a smile: "If you don't tell me to stop, I won't be able to hold on anymore."

"Among the older generation, except for the best in the world and my second brother, you are considered invincible." The old man said with appreciation. Beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead, but he did not mean to wipe it away. He said with infinite emotion, " It’s great to be young.”

"Yes." Lin Ze was still smiling, but without the aggressiveness before the fight, and said very implicitly and respectfully, "If you were twenty years younger, you would definitely be able to hold on until I couldn't bear it anymore."

"I don't like to find excuses, it's pointless." The old man shook his head slightly, straightened his waist slowly, and said loudly, "Young man, keep going, life has a long way to go."

"Thank you for your suggestion." Lin Ze nodded slightly,

The old man's admission of defeat was unexpected, but after these few conversations, he felt that it was reasonable. This old man was probably an older version of Xue Gui. If he could win, he would fight. If he couldn't, he would admit defeat. Even if I feel embarrassed, I can still pick it up and put it down. Even after the beating, I can still talk to myself calmly.

Can the old man who was beaten away by Mo Shu do it?

The only thing he could do was to admit defeat. No matter how much he said, he couldn't. No wonder the old man left. He was not a stranger at all.

"You win."

After the old man finished speaking, he resolutely walked down the fighting field without any hesitation.

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