"The leader and senior sisters and brothers are back!"
The calm Iron Bones faction suddenly became boiling with a loud shout.
When many disciples learned from Su Xiaomo that junior brother Xiao Sinji not only won the championship, but several senior brothers also took the top three places, they immediately cheered excitedly.
As a member of the sect, I naturally value this honor!
"Why."
Liu Wanshi leaned in front of the dining hall, pouted and said: "I finally managed to make them fat and healthy. They have lost a lot of weight after just a few days of walking."
"Master, what should I do with this person?" Xiao Sinji asked, carrying the unconscious Ye Xingchen.
Jun Changxiao thought for a moment and said, "Let's place it in the Medicine Pavilion first."
Xiao Sinji got the order, walked into the medicine pavilion, threw Ye Xingchen on the ward, and was about to leave when he heard the man almost murmuring in his sleep: "I want to defy heaven..."
unbelievable?
God owes you money?
Xiao Sinji thought he was talking in his sleep, ignored him, turned around and left.
…
On the martial arts field.
Many disciples stared at a black and white sphere with big eyes and small eyes, wondering: "Brother, what is this?"
Su Xiaomo smiled and said: "This is called happy football. It was brought out by the boss. He said that playing it every day can not only cultivate your sentiments, but also improve your foot strength."
A disciple came over, looked at the small characters written on the football, and read: "In 8018, the World Cup finals, the Chinese men's football team defeated the Brazilian men's football team with a special ball."
"Brother, what do you mean?"
"I don't know either."
Su Xiaomo waved her hand and said: "Get out of the way, I'll give you a try."
"good!"
Everyone hurriedly backed away.
Su Xiaomo took a few steps back, took a run-up, and shot hard, but with a 'whoosh' sound, the ball flew away and hit the outer wall hard, causing a dent and crack.
His kick is comparable to the powerful Vajra kick in Shaolin football!
"Pap."
Su Xiaomo clapped her hands and said, "How is it?"
"Awesome!"
"Senior brother, the kick you just kicked must have been at least a thousand pounds strong!"
All the disciples exclaimed.
As expected of a football from 8018, it was able to withstand such a high force and bounce back without breaking or deforming.
…
Jun Changxiao spent 10 contribution points to buy a happy football and let his disciples play it when they have nothing to do, in order to train their tacit understanding.
The next day.
The martial arts field was slightly transformed into a simple football field. After informing the disciples of the rules, they were divided into two teams and began to compete.
"My face hurts..." Ye Xingchen woke up from lying in the medicine pavilion, subconsciously touched his face, and his eyes suddenly became cold and stern.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been hit by a flying hidden weapon, and then fell unconscious.
hateful!
I, Ye Xingchen.
The generation of Emperor Wu who once dominated the continent was actually betrayed by a hidden weapon!
After taking a short rest, he stood up with difficulty, then looked at the environment and murmured: "Did you be rescued by someone else?"
"No matter."
"Leave this place first, find a blessed place with abundant spiritual power, start practicing, and strive to become the Martial Emperor as soon as possible."
Ye Xingchen opened the door with a creak, but before he could step out, he heard a "bang" and was hit in the face by a football, and then he fell straight to the ground.
"Li Fei!"
Su Xiaomo on the martial arts field shouted: "How did you pass the ball!"
The disciple named Li Fei scratched his head and said: "Brother, this is my first time kicking, but I still haven't found the right target."
"Go pick up the ball!"
"well!"
Li Fei quickly picked up the ball.
The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect started kicking the ball happily again. Although they didn't even look like an amateur team, they had opened their pulses several times and the ball they kicked was still very powerful!
"Damn it... damn it..." Ye Xingchen covered his face and stood up, saying angrily: "You are plotting against me again!"
"Bang!"
The football once again flew into the medical pavilion at a tricky angle and hit him directly on the head, causing him to fall straight down again.
Su Xiaomo said frantically: "Li Fei, what kind of footwork are you doing!"
Li Fei scratched his head in embarrassment, then picked up the ball and continued playing.
"Pa." Ye Xingchen put one hand on the hospital bed, stood up slowly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and said: "I will remember today's revenge!"
With that said, he hurried to the door and closed it, fearing that the round hidden weapon would fly in again.
"Who are these people?"
"Why do you want to plot against this emperor?"
Ye Xingchen clung to the wall in front of the door, turning his head to look at the martial arts arena through the window.
"Crunch!"
Just at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Jun Changxiao walked in, saw no one on the hospital bed, and asked in confusion: "Where is that little guy?"
"Pfft." Ye Xingchen, who was squeezed behind the door, straightened up and fell on his side, foaming at the mouth.
Jun Changxiao turned around and said, "Why is he hiding behind the door?"
…
Half an hour later.
Ye Xingchen's body pain gradually dissipated, and his eyes were cold and he asked: "Who are you?"
"Huh?"
Jun Chang smiled and was amazed.
This guy looked younger than me, but his eyes showed a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if he had traveled a lot and walked a lot of meters.
Not simple, not simple.
Jun Changxiao said: "My name is Jun Changxiao, and I am the leader of the Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect."
Iron-bone clan?
Ye Xingchen said calmly: "Such an unpleasant sect name, it's not a big sect after all."
Oh, I'll go.
He thinks my sect's name is ugly and he says it's not a big sect. This guy is a little embarrassed.
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Who are you?"
Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "You just need to remember that I am someone you can't afford to offend."
This isn’t a bit cheesy, it’s very cheesy!
"brush!"
Ye Xingchen stood up and walked towards the door, saying calmly: "Don't provoke me in the future, otherwise, I will..." There was murderous intent in his eyes.
"Bang!" The football exploded from outside and hit him in the face accurately. Maybe it happened too many times, so he fainted again this time.
…
When Ye Xingchen woke up again, he found that he was tied to a chair with five flowers.
"Master, he's awake!" Su Xiaomo said.
Jun Changxiao walked in from the outside and said with a smile: "Boy, no matter how awesome you are, from today on, you are a member of my Iron Bone Sect."
His intuition told him that this guy with sharp eyes must have a story and his identity must not be simple.
The sect happened to have 399 spots left, so we recruited him first.
As for the small quota, it was taken by Liu Wanshi, so she had to go through the process of filling out a form and getting it stamped.
Ye Xingchen's eyes were gloomy.
As one of the top ten martial emperors in the past, he had just been reborn, was assassinated one after another, and was finally tied up. This is unbearable, but what is unbearable!
"Boy!" He said coldly: "I will not join because your sect is not qualified to accommodate me."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "You think you are the Emperor Wu, but you still can't tolerate you?"
Ye Xingchen's eyes became more and more sinister, looking scary.
At this time, according to the plot of the strong man being reborn as the protagonist, and being so despised by the villain leader, the pretentious and slap-in-the-face mode is properly activated.
The reality is that Jun Changxiao came over and said, "I'll give you a few minutes to think about it, otherwise I won't be rude."
"Are you threatening me?" Ye Xingchen said.
Jun Changxiao turned back, waved his hand and said: "I not only threaten you, but also dare to hit you."
"brush!"
Su Xiaomo swung her fist, hit him in the face, and said arrogantly: "It's your blessing that the leader likes you. You are making such a bad face, pretending to be a peerless master!"
Ye Xingchen was furious.
"You dare to stare at me!" Su Xiaomo raised her fist again and began to violently beat him. After a while, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Night Star, Night Emperor.
It is sad that an untouchable existence has fallen to this level!
However, they finally compromised because they were moved to the martial arts arena. Dozens of disciples stood far away with happy footballs at their feet. If they disagreed, each one would kick them until they agreed...
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