There were three corpses lying across the ring, full of the smell of blood.
The audience in the stands were indeed talking a lot.
This one said, "Brother, what are the backgrounds of these three people? Just one person killed the three red-haired demons. Did they offend the boss of the arena? Where did they find the masters?
Have they been eliminated?"
That person said, "Brother, this is possible. How many years have the three red-haired demons occupied this factory? How many people have died in their hands? Although they are duelists invited by the boss, it can be said that
After so many years of fighting against the invincible fighters in the world, I watched them defeat or beat others to death every day. Although the red-haired three demons also have many fans, most people are tired of watching these three people. The boss wants to increase his income.
More people came to watch the gladiatorial fight. They couldn't afford to offend these three people. They couldn't beat them and couldn't blast them away. They must be looking for characters who were more powerful than them. Get rid of the three red-haired demons and they would be there.
With fresh blood, more people will watch."
The man next to him listened to the discussion between the two people and thought it was very reasonable. He interrupted and said, "These three heroes didn't know their names or surnames when they came up. They just stretched out their hands and beat them. In the blink of an eye, the three red-haired demons lost their lives."
This must be someone's staple food. Otherwise, the boss has so many thugs, how could they easily succeed?"
No matter what the people in the audience were talking about, the three brothers started to dominate the arena.
The old naughty boy Wu Qilong said loudly, "Dear fellow villagers, I am the old naughty boy Wu Qilong. I am taking my second brother and my third brother with me. I heard that there are three red-haired demons in the capital. Those who die in their hands are not counted.
In order to avenge the dead warriors and to give injustice to the warriors injured by them, today our three brothers got rid of three of them. Is there anyone in the audience who is unconvinced? Or is it their cronies?
Or they are their personal friends. If you are not convinced, come up and challenge us."
The old naughty boy Wu Qilong was talking and making faces while walking. They were all challenging words and challenging postures. Just to see if anyone dared to come up and challenge. The three red-haired demons have occupied this stage for more than ten years.
Among the samurai waiting outside, there must be friends of theirs. But no one could figure out how these three devils carried the child to death. Even if they wanted to avenge him, they would not dare to go on stage easily.
The little prince Fang Xiaojie was called a child by the old naughty boy Wu Qilong. This is a true name. If a six-year-old is not a child, what is it? But in the eyes of outsiders, a big man eight feet away would never think that this is a six-year-old child.
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The old naughty boy Wu Qilong glanced around and turned around a few times. Still no one came up to the ring to challenge. The old naughty boy Wu Qilong smiled and said to the audience, "You guys are really not good at watching the fun. I usually see redheads."
The three demons are tired of looking at them. Now that my brother has been eliminated, you are talking a lot below, neither applauding nor cheering. Are you gasping for breath? If you are breathless, come up to the stage and stretch your hands. Don't worry. You are not.
As evil as the three of them are, we will not hurt you, let alone kill you. My old naughty boy Wu Qilong is true to his words, does anyone dare to go on stage? Are they all so scared that they peed their pants?"
Before Wu Qilong, the old naughty boy, could finish his words, he saw a man running over from outside the ring. When he came to the stage, he pulled green onions and somersaulted to the center of the ring. But he saw this man.
Nine feet away, he is a head taller than the little prince Fang Xiaojie. He has a strong back and strong body. He is dressed in long or short clothes and is covered with a white cloak.
When I got on the stage, I didn't even look at the old naughty boy Wu Qilong and the three of them. Instead, I cupped my hands and said to the audience, "Your father and fellow countrymen. I came on stage not to avenge the three red-haired demons. It's just this white-haired man."
The old man, known as the old naughty boy Wu Qilong, speaks so irritatingly. What does it mean to wet his pants? What does it mean to be angry? Let me ask you, do you, a disrespectful old guy like you, know how to speak human language?
?Are all the warriors in the world looked down upon by you alone?"
The little prince Fang Xiaojie was about to go up, but the little boy stopped him. The little boy walked to the white cloaked warrior by himself. He bowed to the warrior with his hands and then said, "Dear heroes, our boss really shouldn't say
Those words. I am here to apologize to you for him. Now that you have entered the ring, are you ready to challenge? To tell you the truth, I am the second eldest among the three brothers. I am also known as the little one. He is 16 years old this year. I just and
The old man has worked hard. How about we compete today?"
The white-cloaked warrior also bowed to the little one in return. Then he cupped his fists with both hands and said to the little one, "Little brother, I am Takeo Hiro, because he is also the second eldest son in the family. He is called Takejiro. He is twenty this year.
I started practicing martial arts with my father when I was seven or two years old. It has been 25 years now. Since you have just started practicing martial arts, it is not difficult for me. Please step back and let the kid come up. I want to try reaching out with him.
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Before the kid could speak, the old naughty boy Wu Qilong spoke up, "Wu Erlang, you don't have to worry. My second brother can defeat you as a kid, but your third-rate skills are not worthy of my third brother beating you. If
If you really want to fight with my third brother, then you have to defeat my second brother first. I’m afraid you can’t do that.”
Originally, the young boy was very humble, and Wu Erlang couldn't bear to fight with someone who was just practicing martial arts. But a few words from the old naughty boy Wu Qilong annoyed him. Why am I a third-rate martial artist? Why am I not worthy of fighting with your third brother?
How can a person who has just practiced Wushu Wushu defeat me, a person who has been practicing Wushu for more than 20 years?
Wu Erlang hugged the little boy and said, "Brother, I have offended you in this way."
Wu Erlang stopped talking, his body posture changed, and he slashed directly at the little one's shoulder with a fierce force. At the same time, his right foot flew into the air, and his left leg swept towards the little one's calf. The up and down movements were accurate and fast.
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The little one was on guard for a long time. With a breath of Dantian Qi, he easily jumped behind the opponent. Before the opponent could figure out his intention, the little one exerted 70% of his strength, pushed and slashed with his left palm, and struck with martial arts.
Erlang's waist suddenly hit him, and he saw that the opponent was about to be hit.
Wu Erlang has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years and has learned that he can see six directions and listen to all directions. Although he doesn't know what kind of light kung fu the opponent is using, he is indeed as fast as a rabbit. But he can feel that the person is behind him.
.Based on hearing identification, Erlang has concluded that the opponent's left hand is attacking his waist.
Thinking of this, he acted. Erlang swayed his body and dodged the little one's palm. However, there were both accurate calculations and miscalculations. He just relied on his own hearing and concluded that the little one was attacking his waist. But he didn't expect that the little one had already used it.
The right palm implies murderous intent, so change your body. To avoid the left palm, you must move to the right. His ribs have been hit by a small little thing.
I saw Wu Erlang's nine-foot-tall body, and the little boy used a move that made a fuss. He gently touched his acupuncture points with two fingers. This nine-foot-tall body was like a collapsed iron tower, falling heavily on the ring.
On top of it. Seeing that his body was about to hit the top of the ring. Soon after, the little boy hooked his feet and used his right hand to hold Erlang's body. Erlang, who was about to fall to the ground, went to stabilize him.
He stood firmly on the stage.
Before Erlang could react, the little one had already moved his body slightly and broke away from the contact in an instant. The little one stood a foot away from Erlang and bowed respectfully to Erlang. The little one said softly,
"Erlang agreed."
Although Wu Erlang was defeated by the little boy with just one move, he was grateful in his heart. He did not make himself more embarrassed. He was caught back the moment he fell to the ground and stood firmly in the ring.
Go up. This is the greatest respect for a samurai. So the loser is convinced. Seeing the winner saluting him, Erlang also bowed deeply.
A layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door. This round between the two people in the ring was really watched by everyone in the audience. Originally, Yueyue Yu wanted to go on stage to challenge, but the warriors suddenly seemed to be discouraged.
Like a rubber ball, I lost the courage to challenge. Why? Because I didn't know what moves the opponent used at all. Takejiro, who came from a martial arts family, was subdued by others.
Each samurai will compare his own martial arts with Takejiro's. The samurai are basically very familiar with each other. Especially the samurai who come to fight in an arena. They basically know each other's details very well.
Toru, he can feel the opponent's Kung Fu very painfully, and he knows the opponent's martial arts. At what level, can he defeat him? Do he dare to challenge the opponent? If he can't figure out this situation, then it is completely
right?
Therefore, Wu Erlang was convinced of his defeat, and these warriors were even more convinced. The young prince Fang Xiaojie fought against the red-haired Sanmao, killing people invisible in the blink of an eye. Then the old naughty Wu Qilong uttered arrogant words. The audience recorded
A young samurai. He was so young that he could use only two fingers to defeat Takejiro, who was born in a samurai family.
All these major changes were completed in an instant. The people who did it had quick eyes and quick hands, and those who saw the heat could really see it clearly. Especially the experts who practiced martial arts, they could not stop thinking about it, and everyone took a breath of cold air.
Fortunately, I held back and did not challenge, so I did not lose face.
Only now do we understand that the old naughty boy Wu Qilong is not talking nonsense, but seeking truth from facts. I really hate myself for not listening to the old man's words and suffering a loss in front of me. If you don't believe what the old man with white hair and pure white hair says, who can you believe?
The three brothers on the stage in the arena were elated.
There was a person under the ring who was furious. This chapter has been completed!