"Why don't you continue talking? It would be better if you say a few more words." As soon as Zhu Ganglie stopped speaking, Lang Fei took over.
The idiot looked at him with a bad look on his face, so he didn't dare to speak for a long time.
"If you don't go on stage yet, you'll have to go to the top of Tianyu Peak to soak up the mountain breeze." Lang Fei pointed at the idiot with an expression that hated iron.
Zhu Ganglie was shocked and looked up, only to see that another group of disciples had changed. On the second jade platform, there was a Taoist in black who was looking at the crowd in a daze. The elder guarding the platform next to him was frowning and scanning the crowd.
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"Number 30! Who? If you don't go on stage again, it will be considered as giving up and admitting defeat." The elder guarding the stage has been waiting for a long time, and he is already impatient.
The idiot was stunned, raised his hand to look at his jade plaque, screamed strangely, and without saying goodbye to the three of them, he raised his hands and squeezed out of the crowd. "Wait a minute, wait a minute, oh uncle, I just went out and didn't pay attention to the time.
Don’t be weird, don’t be weird!”
Zhu Ganglie walked up to the stage, and as if to verify his words, he gave a loud false compliment. The idiot pretended to touch his belly and said: "I accidentally had a bad stomach a while ago, and I almost missed the game."
The elder guarding the platform glanced at him and said, "In that case, do you want the disciple on duty to give you some Changqing powder? Can you continue to compete?"
The idiot hurriedly waved his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for caring about me. I can still hold on, so there is no need for Chang Qing San. I think it will work if you persist in this fight. If I really feel uncomfortable, I will speak to you."
Zhu Ganglie's pretentiousness actually deceived the two people on the stage. Seeing his persistence, the elder guarding the stage had no choice but to nod his head and said: "You can do it for yourself and start fighting." After saying this, he walked off the stage casually.
Only then did Zhu Ganglie turn around and take a closer look at his opponent, who was wearing a black robe and black boots, a high bun, a goatee on his chin, and a shallow dimple on the right corner of his mouth. The idiot couldn't help but murmur: "Weird look, weird appearance.
He must not be a good person."
When he was watching the Taoist in black, the Taoist in black was also looking at him. Seeing that the fool was still holding his belly, the Taoist in black was slightly happy. "No wonder I heard the magpie chirping on the branch earlier. It turned out that such a good thing happened. Seeing him
In such a situation, wouldn't it be easy to win?"
The black-clothed Taoist was secretly thinking about it, but he was very polite and pretended to have an unbearable expression on his face, and asked: "Seeing my uncle dragging his sick body onto the stage, Lian Juezi really couldn't bear it. Why don't we take a rest first?"
How about we wait until Uncle Master gets better?"
Zhu Ganglie was an economical person. This fool never thought of the good of others. He only thought that the mustache was deliberately running against him. He thought to himself: "This is a scammer! He must have no good intentions, but he didn't know that he met him."
His bluffing ancestor must have shown him how to behave when he was young."
After thinking to himself, the fool replied: "There is no need to go to such trouble. It's just my bad luck. My nephew is kind enough to accept it. Just follow the rules."
Both of them were full of bad intentions, but they happened to pretend to be sanctimonious, making the acquaintances in the audience purse their lips and snicker.
Seeing that Zhu Ganglie was so talkative today, Mustache speculated for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. He just said that his thorough etiquette impressed the fool, so he pretended even harder. "As the master uncle said, disciples should stop talking and talk.
Master, please be more careful, my disciple is about to take action." After saying that, he made a starting gesture.
Seeing him like this, Zhu Ganglie touched his lower abdomen with a look of pain on his face. "My nephew, please do it quickly. My uncle is in a hurry. He's already defeated, so he might as well go to the toilet."
Mustache was overjoyed and said no more. He reached into his waist with his left hand and took out a handful of caltrops. He pinched out one with his right hand and punched it out.
"Whoosh!" The iron caltrops swirled, and several iron thorns cut through the wind belts, drawing out wind lines, and shot straight towards Zhu Gang with a roar.
The fool groaned again, tremblingly took out an earthen wall talisman from his bag, held it to his chest and held it out with shaking hands.
"Poof!" As the yellow light filled the air, as soon as the earthen wall showed its shape, iron caltrops were embedded in it, and rustling loess fell all over the stage.
Zhu Ganglie let out a groan, pretending to be caught off guard and fell to the ground. He groaned for a long time before he stood up, holding his back and touching his lower abdomen, but he looked like he had done enough.
Seeing Zhu Ganglie using the earth wall talisman, Mustache was helpless for a moment. He squinted his eyes and stood quietly, thinking in his heart. "Although I am in the bone-changing realm, I can't control those two things for a long time, but I have to make this iron caltrop
Give it a try. If you can find an opportunity to win, it would be best. If you can't use the thing again, it's not too late."
Having made a decision in his heart, Xiao Xiu looked up and saw that the earthen wall had dissipated, so he still picked up a caltrop and punched it out.
Zhu Ganglie saw that he only attacked from a distance, but was not fooled by him, so he came close to fight, and cursed in his heart. "You turtle, grandpa Zhu, hide so far away, how can your grandpa Zhu use his methods."
Finally, I remembered that this was inappropriate, so I spat out a curse, mixed with a few loud moans, and waved my hand to release another earthen wall talisman.
Mustache was stunned, secretly thinking that Zhu Ganglie was so prodigal this time. He was very ugly in the last few games. Why did he use the talisman this time, just to hide from the iron caltrops? He thought it was really unbearable abdominal pain.
, can't even do dodge.
He was secretly happy in his heart, but he also thought that Zhu Ganglie had not released his pawn yet and he had to think a little more. He was afraid of being attacked by him like the fat man last time, so he still did not dare to get close, and his eyes were still darting into the air with fear.
"Bang!" There was a soft muffled sound, and the earthen wall turned into light spots and dissipated. Seeing this, Mustache added another caltrop. Zhu Ganglie waved his hand and made another earthen wall talisman. Mustache hated his move and itched his teeth, but he couldn't help it.
He had no choice but to suddenly catch sight of his mustache and glance at the sky. He couldn't help but understand in his heart. "I see, your son-in-law is afraid of my guard."
"When I put on another suit, and then release the bird, if I can do something right at once, it will be easy to handle. If the mustache has a way to restrain it, it would be better to make plans early." Zhu Ganglie thought about it in his mind, and put a look on his face.
The expression of pain is a little more intense.
He spent some more time, and when the earthen wall disappeared, he pretended to be even more unbearable. When he saw another caltrop coming, he suddenly stopped raising his hand to hold the talisman, and squatted on the ground with his belly in his arms. He was in danger after danger.
He dodged the dart.
"My mother!" Zhu Ganglie grinned and screamed with a grimace. He pressed his hand on the spirit beast bag and muttered for a while. Then with a flash of light, the guard appeared beside him.
Seeing this, Mustache felt relieved and thought to himself: "After waiting for a long time, I finally forced it out. Now that it's in the open, there's nothing to fear. Let's see how it attacks."
When Zhu Ganglie saw that the little bearded man didn't take action, he cursed secretly and had no choice but to recite the psychic spell silently and command his troops to attack.
When Hu got his order, he neighed, the bird's head shook, and its long beard was like a whip, waving all over the sky to attack Mustache.
Mustache's heart trembled, and he hurriedly watched the way the long beard came, silently calculating the blind spots of the whip marks, using Qinggong, like a slippery loach, hiding in and out of the gap between the long beard.
"You son of a bitch, he is really slippery." Zhu Ganglie was about to make a move, but suddenly he had a plan in mind. "Maybe I can't give him an advantage like this, I must humiliate him like last time." He said
He commanded the generals with long beards to move forward and backward.
The mustache hid for a long time, secretly sighing that the guard was nothing more than that, the long-bearded guard was too dull and didn't know how to bend around corners, so he hid with confidence, and released one or two iron caltrops from time to time, forcing it to panic for a while.
The two of them were fighting fiercely on top, and there was a timid whisper in the audience. "Lian Juezi is usually so smart, why are you so conservative today, instead of attacking when your opponent is in pain, you have to do all these useless things.
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"Hey, do you think that fat man is a fuel-efficient lamp? Watching him compete in front of me, he is as smart as a monkey. I don't know what tricks he is hiding. Besides, he is the proud disciple of Master Tian Yuzi's uncle.
How dare Lian Juezi be careless and take risks? He just wants to find out the fat man's background."
"Look at his pained appearance, how fake it is. Based on what he said when he came on stage, how dare he deceive the elders guarding the stage? Even his tactics are too careful."
"It's impossible to tell. Neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, and we are not the roundworms in their stomachs. How could we have guessed it."
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"I think I still hope that the fat man can use more tricks, or even force him to take out his treasure, so that you and I can observe and observe, maybe he can find some tricks, go back and imitate some, and add some tricks to it."
Several black-clothed Taoists gathered around and talked quietly, which made the other disciples around them curious. They all thought about the treasure of the mustache, so that people of the same lineage valued it so much.
"Hey, I'm afraid I'll meet a troublesome person, idiot." It happened that Lang Fei and the others were not far from those black-clothed Taoists, and they heard all their comments.
"Brother Fei, are you worried about him?" Yun Han glanced at Lang Fei and said.
Lang Fei looked at the two people on the stage and whispered: "Look at that idiot's pretense, I'm afraid he has evil intentions. I'm not worried about him, but I don't know if I can force out his trump card, so I'm a little curious."
Yun Han was stunned, glanced sideways at Duzi, and said curiously: "Besides his vigor, what other trump card does he have? That makes you so concerned?"
"Hey, even if I instigated him to ask for the treasure, I don't know what Uncle Tian Yuzi gave him. I haven't seen him use it yet. How can I not be surprised? That fool is the same. He usually acts rogue and commits crimes.
It's like a commonplace meal, but how could you know that when he got on the stage, he also had his thoughts and knew that he was hiding his trump card, but he just didn't show it." Lang Fei put on a playful smile and said: "This time, look at what else he is pretending to do.
I have abdominal pain, and I’m not sure what kind of evil plan I have in my mind to plot against my opponent.”
Yun Han looked back at Zhu Ganglie, who had a painful expression on the stage, and murmured: "This fool is missing something. Let's see how he can confess to the elders on the stage if he gets involved."
Lang Fei was stunned and said: "Apologise? What crime? Just that guy! Boss Tian, with his second son's virtue, can he do such a polite thing?"
"Uh!" Yun Han was stunned, thinking to himself that idiots really couldn't guess using normal standards, and he was immediately speechless and didn't know how to answer.
Xue Ya listened to the conversation between the two and snickered. "Yun Han and Zhu Ganglie are really two extremes, and now they have become close friends. This is all due to the son."