The atmosphere on the sports field was extremely embarrassing. Several junior doctors stood in front of Wu Yi blankly, neither standing nor kneeling.
If Wu Yi does not kowtow to Wu Yi, even the Medical Emperor Yan Xinghua will have nothing to say if Wu Yi uses rules to suppress him.
Kowtow to Wu Yi? In front of so many of Gu Yin’s peers, kowtow to someone younger than yourself. If this kind of thing spreads out, you will lose face!
They were in a dilemma for a moment and really wanted to slap themselves in the face. Why would they bother Wu Yi for nothing? Isn't this asking for trouble?
Others don't dare to get involved. What if Wu Yi also asks them to kowtow? Although the other forces in Guyin are not from the same source as the Wumen and the Medical Family, they are still intertwined. God knows whether they will also be involved. It’s a great gift like kowtow. Everyone is definitely rushing to get red envelopes these days, but if you can avoid kowtow, it’s better to stay away!
"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for Yan Xinghua to come over and ask you to kowtow?" Wu Yi is really not polite at all. To be polite to people who want to make things difficult for him is called weakness! I think back then, the Wumen always regarded them as being unreasonable. It is well known that if you don't chase and fight fiercely, your opponent will be burned. It is simply naive to expect the Wumen to let them go!
The junior doctors looked at me and I looked at you. There were tears in the corners of their eyes, and they were about to cry.
They really don't want to kneel down, but if they really alarm the elders of the medical family, they will definitely not get anything good!
What does it mean to be a good man and not suffer the consequences before him? When a few people acted recklessly, they could only weaken their knees one by one. They really knelt down and knocked their heads on the cold and hard ground with a "boom-boom-boom". Everyone knelt down. Three rings!
"How good!" Wu Yi smiled, "Get up."
As he spoke, Wu Yi reached out and took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them over: "Here, here are the red envelopes for you!"
Looking at those ten-yuan bills, the lungs of the junior doctors are about to explode! Three kowtows are worth ten yuan? On average, one head is only three yuan and three cents? It's not enough to send a beggar away!
They knew in their hearts that they were being played by Wu Yi again! This was not so much a red envelope, but another hard slap on their face!
But no matter how reluctant they were, they could only say thank you in a low voice and accept the money.
Holding the ten yuan in their palms, these people felt that their foreheads were sore and their faces were on fire. They really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!
People from other schools on the side saw it, and even though they felt sad about the rabbit dying and the fox in their hearts, they couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
It’s so cruel! It’s so cruel! After seeing what Wu Yi did, no one dared to underestimate this young wizard anymore. They have finally figured it out. They must not be caught by Wu Yi, otherwise they will really be Play to death!
After bullying several junior doctors, Wu Yi was in a really happy mood. Who said that elephants don't need to deal with ants? Even if it is an elephant, if it is provoked by an ant and does not step on it, it will inevitably be laughed at by other ants. Become The most important rule for elephants is that no matter whether the provocation is a tiger, a lion, or an ant or a cockroach, they will all step on it!
At this time, Gong Buer, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke again: "Great witch. I ask your forgiveness for your lack of politeness, juniors. In fact, please come over. We also want to ask for advice. There is no other intention."
What he said was really good. First he stabbed the guys from the doctor's house, and then he said, "There is no silver here, three hundred taels." The more he said that he didn't mean anything else, Wu Yi knew that this guy had bad intentions.
"I wonder what you want to ask me?" Wu Yi said calmly.
Gong Buer was so angry when he saw Wu Yi acting like he was superior to others!
Today's Moliu is also known as Moyinhui. The leader is the young He Lin, who is only twenty-eight years old this year. As He Lin's junior brother, Gong Buer is actually only twenty-five years old this year.
Although he is young, he has already made a name for himself among Guyin people.
Not to mention that he is the second most popular figure in the Moliu generation, he is famous just because of his title of "Taishan" among the "Three Mountains and Four Shows". Among the twelve major schools of ancient Yin, he is recognized as the number one among the younger generation.
It belongs to him!
But today, his limelight was snatched away by Wu Yi. In terms of age, Wu Yi was four or five years younger than him. In terms of status, Wu Yi was the great witch of the witch sect, and was much stronger than him, the second most powerful figure in Moliu.
More!
After comparing with each other, Gong Buer found that he had nothing to offer in front of Wu Yi, so naturally he felt a little unhappy. At this moment, he kept saying that he was asking for advice, but he actually wanted to teach Wu Yi a lesson in front of everyone and raise his head.
own identity.
Of course, he had another thought. He Lin, the giant of Moliu, had always hoped that the Wumen could stay in peace and not shake Gu Yin's current sphere of influence, but Wu Yi refused to agree. In Gong Buer's view, Wu Yi was He Lin's
It hurts my heart, if I can teach Wu Yi a lesson, he can also please his senior sister. This will be a huge help to him in pursuing He Lin!
How could Gong Buer miss the good thing of killing two birds with one stone? Naturally, he was the first to step forward and ask Wu Yi for "advice".
"I heard that there is a kind of witchcraft in the Wumen that can increase strength. I don't know if it is true or not. My martial arts are simple and I have little ability. I only have a little brute force. If the great witch doesn't mind, let me see the magical witchcraft of the Wumen.
." Gong Fujier said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions were a little strange. Especially the juniors from the medical family showed excited expressions, as if they couldn't wait to see Wu Yi's joke.
Gong Fujio's words were naturally modest. If he had only mediocre skills, none of the people present would dare to claim to be highly skilled. As for the "a little bit of brute force" Gong Fujio said, it was definitely not just a little bit!
Even though Gong Buer is not a strong figure, there is no visible muscle on his appearance, and his weight is less than 75 kilograms. But everyone who is familiar with him knows that once Gong Buer activates the secret technique of Moliu
, can instantly increase muscle strength to 800 kilograms!
Gong Fuji has such mighty strength, he can be regarded as an out-and-out strongman. You must know that the world weightlifting record is only more than 470 kilograms, and the Iranian Reza Sadeh who set the record weighed 100 kilograms.
A five kilogram strong man is much more powerful than Gong Fuji!
Once, Gong Fuji held up a small stone lion weighing one ton at a small gathering of the ancient hidden forces! It was only after that time that he won the title of "Taishan". This title is both
They praised him for his strength and said that he was as strong as Mount Tai and Beidou!
"Okay, let me compare my strength with you." Wu Yi smiled and said.
There is indeed a kind of witchcraft in the witchcraft called "Giant Power", which can flood the muscles and bones with witchcraft power, greatly increasing the strength.
In fact, similar techniques almost all exist in the Twelve Ancient Mysteries, such as the "Golden Needle Stimulating Acupoints" by doctors. Depending on the stimulation of acupuncture points, various attribute indicators of the human body can be improved without any side effects. That is the real
"Doping", if used in competitions such as the Olympics, would be simply invincible.
It's a pity that this method of "golden needle stimulation of acupuncture points" was lost many years ago, and now doctors only have some scratches left. It is no longer possible to create a superman by stimulating acupuncture points!
The witchcraft of witchcraft is different from that of doctors who need to prick acupuncture points with golden needles to stimulate the acupuncture points. They only need to spread the witchcraft power all over the body.
Wu Yi took a slow breath and said, "How do you plan to compete?"
Gong Buer smiled slightly and said: "I don't dare to let the great witch start a fight, so why not just fight on the wrist?"
"Arm wrestling?" Wu Yi did not expect that Gong Buer would propose this method of competition.
This doesn't look like a competition between Gu Yin, but more like two bored high school students having fun in the classroom!
But Wu Yi didn't dare to underestimate arm wrestling. This kind of strength test has been popular among the people. It seems like child's play, but it actually has a lot of knowledge.
Arm wrestling mainly uses the upper arm muscle groups, and the most important parts of the force are the biceps brachii, brachialis, brachioradialis and pronator teres. However, if you only exercise these parts, you will definitely fail if you meet a master.
If you want to win arm wrestling, the most important thing is to root your feet, stop your waist, and concentrate all your strength on your arms.
Another more important point is to understand the technique of exerting force. Sometimes it requires continuous force, sometimes it requires a sudden burst, and sometimes it is necessary to change the angle of the force.
In short, if you think arm wrestling is just a simple game, then just admit defeat without having to compete!
In fact, Wu Yi also guessed that the reason why Gong Buer chose such a game-like competition was because he did not want the conflict to intensify too much.
Since arm wrestling seems like a game, if Gong Buer loses, he can use the excuse that it is just a game, and Mo Liu's face can still be saved. But if Gong Buer loses, God knows how this competition will be exaggerated.
With so many mouths helping to talk nonsense, the Wumen won’t be able to lose face even if it doesn’t happen!
"What a great Taishan. He put so much thought into it before the competition. He is really invincible!" Wu Yi thought to himself.
There was a stone table next to the sports field and four stone benches next to it, which could be used as an arm-wrestling competition venue. Everyone swarmed over and watched Wu Yi and Gong Buer sitting on both sides of the stone table, each holding out his right hand.
The two of them stretched out their palms. Gong Buer's palm was covered with calluses and was thick and strong. It looked like he had been exercising for many years. Wu Yi's palm looked white and soft except for the longer fingers. It looked like he had never done anything.
A young master who works hard.
Just looking at the palms of the two people, most people felt that Gong Buer was the winner!
Gong Buer also showed a smile that was disdainful to hide, spread his fingers and said, "Great witch, I'm offended!"
Wu Yi smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and held it with Gong Buer. Their ten fingers were clasped tightly, their elbows pressed against the stone table below, and they were just waiting for an order to start wrestling!
