Extra: 123: Lang rides bamboo horses, green plums cook wine (11)
Doudou's knock was so severe that he fainted on the spot, but because it was night, it didn't happen at all. It wasn't until early the next morning that everyone knew that Doudou had smashed his head...
The old monsters of the Killer Alliance are angry and angry, but Doudou broke his head in an attempt to die. The old monsters of the Killer Alliance are really embarrassed to use this reason to punish Zuo An...
They still want to lose face, they are not Doudou!
In the entire Killer Alliance, the only ones who expressed displeasure about Doudou's head being broken were probably the few old monsters. Everyone else said that the left bank was mighty!
As for Doudou himself?
After the head was smashed, Doudou was half dead from the pain. He felt a little regretful, but...
After hearing all the fellow disciples give him a thumbs up and praise him, Doudou immediately threw away his little regret: He is the bravest Doudou!
"Zuo An, did you see that my head is also broken? I told you that I will not take advantage of you." Doudou pointed to the injury on the back of his head, which was a sign of pride.
Zuo An really doesn't want to hit Doudou. He has never seen such a stupid person in his whole life. From now on, Doudou will be called stupid as hell...
Zuo An silently glanced at Doudou and nodded towards Doudou. He was afraid that Doudou would be sad and said "hmm" to express comfort, but...
Doudou, whose brain circuit is different from ordinary people, took Zuo An's performance as a compliment. If he had a tail, his tail would definitely be raised at this time.
"Fortunately, Doudou is not a girl, otherwise I would have said that she would not be admitted to the university." Master Doudou was about to cry, but his good disciple made him cry.
Several other old monsters were about to cry, "We really failed." They actually made the young master so stupid. Are they also so stupid?
"Young Master is still a child. He is just naive. He will be fine in two years when he grows up." It was Zuo'an's master who was very helpful and kindly comforted everyone.
And this reason is unanimously recognized by all the monsters. Their young master is just too young... Well, they will never admit that Zuoan is smaller than their young master!
Woohoo...this fact is so sad!
One month passed quickly, and it was enough time for Zuo An and Doudou to recover from their injuries. On the day of the competition, the injuries on their heads were almost healed, at least there would be no more blood.
On the day of the competition, Doudou couldn't restrain her excitement. She got up before dawn to pick out clothes: "The red one looks better, or the black one? How about the blue one? The green one also looks good..."
"Ah, ah, how do I choose from so many clothes?"
"How about white? No, no, it will get dirty after a fight."
"Red? It's not good either. If I wasn't injured, they would think I was bleeding."
"Black? No...it doesn't match my heroic spirit."
"Blue? It's too bright. Zuo An will definitely say I'm a coquettish one."
"Green? Why is it the same color as grass?"
"White? People who don't know it think the person is dead and I'm wearing mourning clothes."
"Yellow? It looks like the color of shit! If you wear it on the left bank, you will definitely laugh at me and say I fell into the latrine."
…
Doudou made a bed of clothes and picked them here and there. The servant who took care of Doudou was going crazy...
Young Master, you are going to fight, not go on a blind date!
It doesn't matter how nice you dress if you get punched and knocked down!
And you are going to compete with Zuo An. It doesn’t matter what Zuo An says about you, as long as you beat him!
The servants tried their best to persuade him, but if Dou Dou refused, he would not only defeat Zuo An in force today, but also defeat Zuo An in spirit.
"You can't be casual. Today is the day when I regain the number one master. It must be grand!" Doudou insisted, but the servant was helpless and finally gave a good suggestion: "Since it is a grand day, then wear red.
Red is festive.”
Doudou hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily: "Then let's go for red."
But……
"Why is this dress a little too small?" Doudou looked at the clothes stretched on her body and expressed how sad she was: "The person who washed the clothes was so careless and washed my clothes too small. It's so annoying."
Doudou will never admit that he is too fat.
"The clothes are too small to use, why don't you change them to black?" The servant chose from left to right, and finally picked the largest one.
The color is not important, what is important is whether it can be worn. The young master seems to have gained a lot of weight. I am afraid that not many of the clothes on this bed can fit well.
"Black is like a crow." All the killers wore black, and Doudou said he didn't want to be like others.
"The boy from Zuoan must be wearing black." The servants had no choice but to move Zuoan out, and sure enough...
Dou Dou Yi’s Zuo An also wore black, and the Lord reluctantly agreed, “Since Zuo An also wears black, then I’ll wear black too.”
This black dress was the largest one among Doudou's clothes, so it was not too small. Doudou looked very satisfied with it, especially when he went to the competition venue, he was even happier to see Zuo An also wearing black clothes.
As for why Doudou got up so early but arrived later than Zuoan?
This is very simple. After picking out his clothes, Doudou asked someone to comb his hair like a tree. He must be as handsome as Zuo An today...
Faced with Doudou's request, the servant could not refuse, but obediently followed Doudou's request and gave him a "Yushu Linfeng" hairstyle.
After such a hassle, Doudou's time advantage was gone, not to mention that he had to pick up a sword before going out.
The servant almost knelt down in front of Doudou, "Young Master, when fighting in the alliance, you are not allowed to use weapons." Fellow disciples are not allowed to kill each other!
"I know, I didn't say I wanted to use a sword." Doudou glared at the servant and continued to pick a sword in the weapons room.
No one else can enter the weapons room, but Doudou can...
"If you don't want a sword, what kind of sword will you choose?" What a twist!
"You're not handsome without a sword." Doudou didn't even look back, and then picked one...
Heavy sword!
The 50-pound long sword is just a little lighter than Doudou, a fat man like Doudou. Doudou can't hold it at all, so he can barely drag it by holding it with both hands...
"Young master, please change one, this one is not handsome." The servant suggested kindly, but Doudou insisted: "This one is very handsome."
"But..." You don't look good holding it!
With both hands dragging the sword, are you sure you can make Master Zuoan cry?
The servant cried first...
"This is the sword, I like it." Doudou is a decisive person. He decided that this was the sword and refused to regret it. The servants had no choice but to help Doudou and drag the heavy sword.
Tournament field...
Huchi... Huchi...
At first, Doudou could still keep breathing steadily, but when he got halfway, he realized...
So tired!
This sword is so heavy!
They walked and stopped all the way, obviously getting up soon, obviously changing into handsome clothes, but when Doudou dragged his heavy sword and ran to the martial arts training ground out of breath, everyone was watching the excitement, Doudou...