"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach. It seems inevitable that this rising star will shake up the world. I am really looking forward to it!"
Seeing Nangong Haotian forcing himself so persistently, Master Shi Zhai couldn't help but tremble with anger, and said sternly: "Don't worry, if no disciples or elders from other sects come to power, I will be the first to challenge you."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, I would like to advise you to take off your purple satin brocade robe and get ready. It will be your turn soon. Don't push back and fall behind."
When the leader of Shizhai heard this, he was so angry that his eyes sparkled and he almost fainted on the stage.
Nangong Haotian ignored the expression of the leader of the village, and there was a trace of evil in the corner of his mouth. He raised his hands to Zhao Si and said in a friendly voice: "Zhao Sixia, please give me a move first!"
Seeing Nangong Haotian's humility, Zhao Si also clasped his fists in front of the heroes from the southeast and said, "You are a junior, so you should give me some moves first."
"If I give you a move first, I'm afraid you'll lose without even a chance to fight back..." Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and said a little embarrassed.
When Zhao Si heard Nangong Haotian's words, he was so angry in his heart. He stretched out his hand to Nangong Haotian, stared angrily, and shouted: "You, Mr. Zhao, don't believe it."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he nodded and said hello. He deliberately took two steps back and said, "Be careful, Sixia Zhao, I'm about to take action."
As soon as Zhao Si heard this, he concentrated on it and stared at Nangong Haotian motionlessly. He put his feet on Ziwu and protected his chest with both hands, and took the starting stance of the master's fist.
At this time, the entire Xiangyun Temple was crowded with nearly ten thousand heroes. Everyone looked up and waited with bated breath. There was no noise in the whole temple. At this moment, it was surprisingly quiet!!!
These people were all attracted by Nangong Haotian's bold words - if he struck first, Zhao Si would have no chance to fight back. They were eager to see Nangong Haotian's move first.
Especially when you see Zhao Si using his palms to protect his chest and his feet on Ziwu. This is a perfect posture that can be used to advance and attack, and to retreat and defend. Most people would have to spend a lot of effort at least to break this defensive posture.
Nangong Haotian didn't take it seriously. He smiled lightly and looked at Zhao Si, who was waiting for him. He suddenly stepped on his foot, pointed his right hand forward, and shouted: "Be careful with hidden weapons!"
Zhao Si's heart sank when he saw Nangong Haotian's movement was so big. He took three false steps and barely avoided the direction of Nangong Haotian's finger.
When he took a closer look, he found that everyone on and off the stage was looking at him with strange expressions, and when he looked at Nangong Haotian, he had a faint teasing look on his face and was playing with his fingers.
"You're kidding me!" Zhao Si immediately realized that Nangong Haotian was just making a false move, and he was too suspicious to believe him.
"Hahaha——" A burst of strong laughter erupted from the audience, Zhao Si's face became even more ugly, and even the leader of the Shizhai Village in the stands was embarrassed to hide his face.
"This is called a war that never tires of deceit. I said a hidden weapon is a hidden weapon. You are really obedient!" Nangong Haotian's mouth turned up at an angle, as if he was mocking Zhao Si.
"Seeking death!" Zhao Si was furious, and he turned his hand and was about to take action. Unexpectedly, at this time, Nangong Haotian suddenly moved and shouted: "Be careful with hidden weapons!" Nangong Haotian waved his hand, turned his two fingers into a sword, and suddenly made a move.
Refers to Zhao Si.
"I..." Zhao Si didn't dare to be negligent, he quickly moved out of position and rolled around, barely dodging the attack.
"Look, you are so obedient!" Nangong Haotian stood quietly, with an even bigger smile on his face.
"Hahaha, this is such an idiot. He was deceived twice. Damn it -" someone in the audience shouted, "Young man named Zhao, you should go home and drink milk!"
"Yeah, get out of here, wasting time here!" Many people echoed.
"I - wow -" Zhao Si was so angry that he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He almost lost his balance and pointed at Nangong Haotian with his hand tremblingly. He was speechless for a long time.
"Oh, I said Zhao Si, you really shouldn't have come today. Look at you, Zhao Si, Zhao Si, doesn't the homophone of Zhao Si mean courting death? I really don't know what you think! Your mother told you to go home.
It’s time to eat!” Nangong Haotian said with a smile.
"I - wow -" Zhao Si couldn't hold back any longer, and spit out the blood in his mouth as if it was for free. While spitting out blood, he shouted: "I will fight with you!"
Zhao Si really has a death wish. If he can't defeat Nangong Haotian today, I'm afraid he won't have to hang out in the martial arts in the future.
"Be careful with hidden weapons!" Nangong Haotian pointed at Zhao Si and warned at the same time.
"I..." Zhao Si learned to be smart this time and neither dodge nor defend. At the same time, he was about to shoot out the hidden weapon that he had already equipped in his hand. "You think I'm a fool. I will definitely not fall in love with you again this time."
It’s done!”
At this moment, Zhao Si looked at Nangong Haotian who was shaking his head and sighing strangely, somewhat confused.
"You are really looking for death. I told you to be careful with concealed weapons. Why are you still going on such a rampage? It turns out that you have this meaning behind the name Zhao Si!" Nangong Haotian spread his hands and helplessly looked at the knife stuck on his chest.
A piece of gravel Zhao Si.
"I - you -" The light in Zhao Si's eyes became weaker and weaker, and he rushed to Nangong Haotian's side with the help of his previous forward momentum, but his body began to lose its vitality.
Nangong Haotian ignored Zhao Si and kicked Zhao Si towards the leader of the Stone Village in the stands like a dead dog. The people below the ring were stunned. They did not see Nangong Haotian make any move at all.
Move, I thought it was Nangong Haotian who was playing tricks on Zhao Si again, but I didn’t expect that with such a wave of his hand, Zhao Si died!
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Leader Shizhai shouted angrily as he looked at the roaring corpse of Zhao Si. At the same time, he pushed his hand to block Zhao Si's corpse, and then smashed it to the ground with a Thousand Jin Drop.
"Bang -" A loud and muffled sound woke up the heroes, and thunderous applause rang out. What does it mean that soldiers never tire of deceit? This means that soldiers never tire of deceit. Zhao Si explained it with his life, and they finally saw it.
But this was too funny, and Zhao Si seemed a little unjust, so everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Leader Shizhai looked at Nangong Haotian with a sneer on his lips, snorted coldly, and retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves without leaving a trace. His heart was filled with horror at the powerful power coming from Zhao Si's body just now.
It frightened him, knowing that this time he was going to get a hard kick.
Nangong Haotian saw that there was a faint fear in the eyes of the master of Shizhai, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even bigger. He immediately looked at the colorful fences on the left and right, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Who else is willing to teach me?"
However, no one in the left and right booths answered, and the master of the stone village sat back without saying a word.
This does not mean that no one dares to go on stage again, or even that each sect has given up its throne as the hegemon, but that no one among the disciple-level masters of each sect dares to go on stage and make a fool of themselves.
When the heroes in the audience saw it, there was a burst of discussion and commotion. Nangong Haotian's strong rise was unstoppable. One person suppressed the entire younger generation of the Southeast Wulin to the point where they didn't even dare to fart. How domineering this was.
!!
Nangong Haotian wanted this effect. He shrugged, looked at the master of Shizhai sitting on the colorful shed, and said with a smile: "Look, there is no one here now. Can you come up to the stage and give me some advice?"
Unexpectedly, the master of Shizhai shook his fat head and said calmly: "I have never had the ambition to lead my fellow martial artists in the southeast, and I am even less interested in the throne of overlord."
After saying this, the group of tycoons burst into an uproar and started discussing enthusiastically.
Although Master Shizhai did not initiate this hegemonic competition, he is one of the most enthusiastic supporters. Anyone can see that he is more interested in the throne of the southeastern martial arts hegemon than anyone else.
However, when he suddenly saw him shrinking from the battle and changing his mind, how could those who knew about it not be greatly surprised?
The elders of the various factions on the left and right booths were even more surprised. They looked at each other and couldn't figure out what was going on. They were so arrogant just now that they wanted to die. Why have they softened now? Could it be that Yang
|Impossible?
They didn't know that Master Shizhai's heart was twitching, and his hands were still in great pain. He went to seek death. Nangong Haotian's strength was beyond his expectation. Compared with the throne and his small life, he made a wise choice.
Little life.
Although Master Shizhai wanted to end the matter, Nangong Haotian was unwilling to do so. He stared at Master Shizhai motionlessly and asked with a smile: "That can't be done. Master Shizhai, you are the leader of a gang.
Weren’t we clamoring loudly just now? Why are we so soft now? Men can’t say they can’t do it!”
Hearing this pun, all the heroes in the audience subconsciously looked at Master Shizhai's crotch, and some women who understood it secretly murmured: "Rogue!"
Both Liu Qianwen and Shangguan Xiaowan's faces were a bit feverish, especially Liu Qianwen, who had just done such a shameful thing with Nangong Haotian in the grass in the morning, and now she still felt a heat on her hands.
The leader of Shi Zhai could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice, took several deep breaths, and finally suppressed the rising anger. He shook his head and said: "That is against the rules of the conference. The challenger can only come to the stage on his own initiative and cannot be forced.
If we fight with others, besides, I will be really angry if I get angry——"
"Your Excellency is really angry, so what?" Nangong Haotian took a step forward, and his momentum suddenly surged out. His white shirt moved without any wind, as if there was a strong wind all around him.
The master of Shizhai suddenly stood up, looked towards Gong Haotian, and said angrily: "I will kill someone if I get really angry."
Nangong Haotian smiled lightly and said, "I'm so scared. I wonder how you plan to die?"
"Of course I am preparing - I -" Master Shizhai felt dizzy, and was accidentally bypassed by Nangong Haotian, "How could I die? If I die, it will be you who will die. I am not bragging about my strength."
Come out, I advise you to fight well in the ring and don’t seek death!"
"Oh, that's it. I heard that dogs can jump over walls when they are angry. I wonder if killing someone when you are angry is similar to this?" Nangong Haotian touched his nose, looking like a curious baby.