Thousands of beggars and disciples vacated a vacant land in the middle of the ten zhang square circle for Pan Xiaoxian and Xiong Xiaochun to compete, which was originally full of rocks on the mountain, and the melon-eating masses occupied favorable terrain to watch how Xiong Xiaochun abused Pan Xiaoxian.
The vast majority of the beggar disciples think that Pan Xiaoxian can never be Xiong Xiaochun's opponent, although they don't know Pan Xiaoxian's strength, but they know Xiong Xiaochun's strength, Xiong Xiaochun is definitely the best among his peers, which can be seen from the six cloth bags hanging on Xiong Xiaochun's body, and there are only a handful of people in their thirties who can hang six bags As for Ximen Fengyue, it can't be calculated according to common sense, she is a rare talent in the beggar gang in a hundred years, and she will inherit the position of the gang leader in the future.
In the eyes of the beggar disciples, Xiong Xiaochun has six bags, and Pan Xiaoxian doesn't have a single bag, isn't it obvious which is stronger or weaker Xiong Xiaochun also thinks so, he deliberately has a moment, every time the iron crutch touches the ground, it contains a strong true qi.
"Dang" fell into the ground as soon as he hit the iron crutch, whether it was the earth, sand or rock, his iron crutch pierced an inch or so at a time, no more and no less, leaving a small pit in the middle of the field.
At this time, the gang leader twenty-four fingered beggars, the deputy gang leader Fil Po and the four elders were all sitting on the chessboard boulder, and the five party protectors were not qualified to go up, but Ximen Fengyue also sat up to watch the battle together with the identity of the young gang leader.
Seeing that Xiong Xiaochun showed this kung fu, Shi Jinfei, the beggar of the iron crutch, felt that Bei'er had face, rubbed his shiny iron crutch and shook his head and scolded with a smile: "This little rabbit cub is a rectum, and he is embarrassed to take out that little bit of ability."
"The true anger leaked out in every gesture, hehe, your apprentice is already in the realm of a grandmaster, this is all said to be a slight ability, brother, excessive modesty is hypocrisy" Jin Buchang squinted his eyes and smiled and said: "It seems that this time your apprentice is going to be promoted."
Although he spoke stinky, after all, he was in the same camp as Shi Jinfei, and Shi Jinfei was extremely comfortable in his heart.
It's good that Jin Buchang can say a good word, and he can't ask for more.
In fact, Shi Jinfei also thinks so, but he still has to be hypocritical: "It's not good, I see that Simon's apprentice is hidden deeply, and I don't know who killed the deer."
The two of them sang and harmonized, but they didn't even take Pan Xiaoxian in their eyes, which was also a provocation to Ximen Fengyue and the twenty-four-fingered beggar Hong Xing.
Nowadays, the dispute between the Clean-Clothes faction and the Dirty Clothes faction is becoming more and more intense, although Hong Xing is the gang leader, he is from the Clean-Clothes faction, and the Clean-Clothes faction wants to let the Dirty Po take the position, but the economic resources of the entire gang have to rely on the Clean-Clothes faction, so the Clean-Clothes faction always has the upper hand.
As the saying goes, eating people has a short mouth and a soft hand, but for the beggar gang disciples, especially the dirty clothes faction, this is not a problem, they eat people for a long time, take people, there is no psychological pressure, although they eat the clean clothes pie and hold the clean clothes pie, but the clean clothes pie is still vigorous.
Hong Xing, as the leader of the gang, wants to take care of the overall situation, but Ximen Fengyue is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others, of course, Shi Jinfei is her senior uncle, she has to "respect the old and love the young", so Ximen Fengyue immediately poured himself a large sip of wine, and then sneered with the wine: "In this case, Elder Shi, how about we make a bet" "Hehe, they are all the same door, friendship first, competition second, how bad it is to win and lose bets" Shi Jinfei grinned: "By the way, what do you want to bet on" Don't Bilian Ximen Fengyue squinted at him with sleeping phoenix eyes: "It's better to bet on your skills, you and I bet, my apprentice won, you pass on his ten-year skills, your apprentice won, I pass on his ten-year skills, how dare you bet" The horizontal flesh on Shi Jinfei's face twitched twice concealedly through the cover of his beard: How much have you drunk?
Ten years of skill, that's the skill obtained from ten years of hard work, Lao Tzu has only a few years of skill in total Shi Jinfei was a little vague, but he felt a vicious gaze staring at him, he subconsciously looked, but saw that it was the filthy woman staring at him.
The filthy woman's little eyes were vicious and fierce, and Shi Jinfei was as if he had been targeted by a poisonous snake, and his hands and feet were cold.
Although he was reluctant in his heart, Shi Jinfei still hurriedly responded to Ximen Fengyue: "I don't care, but Xiao Ximen, you are only twenty-six years old this year, even if you are six years old, you have only practiced martial arts for two or ten years, don't cry if you lose."
"Hehe, Elder Shi, don't worry, I promise not to cry" Ximen Fengyue's squinting eyes implied a playful smile, she usually spoke with a big grin and often drove the train, but Shi Jinfei is a senior uncle after all, this is a formal occasion, she still has to follow the rules, but it does not prevent her from digging a pit for Shi Jinfei, anyway, they are all hostile factions, and one by one.
"It's interesting, it's a pity that my disciple has already compared, otherwise the old man would also play with a heartbeat" The poisonous eyes of the beggar Jin Buchang flashed with a cunning light in his eyes.
"Or count yourself as one," Ximen Fengyue's eyes were even more playful, and the old lady was in the next big game of chess At this time, Guo Meiqi, the Hercules beggar of the Pure Clothes Sect, finally couldn't help but persuade: "It's just a competition with the same family, why bother with a battle of wills" "Yes, Simon, a small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts the body, and the big gamble is in vain," the iron-handed beggar Dapeng rubbed a pair of big hands and persuaded.
They didn't say anything when they saw that Hong Xing hadn't opened his mouth before, and his ten-year skill was not a loss he couldn't bear, so he didn't say anything.
But seeing that Ximen Fengyue was gambling more and more, the two finally couldn't help but persuade them.
Shi Jinfei and Jin Buchang both have more than one Jiazi skill, and they can't afford to lose ten years of skill, if Ximen Fengyue loses, he will return to the liberation overnight "Okay, Elder Jin, if you dare to bet, I will dare to take it" Ximen Fengyue seemed to be drunk, poured himself a big sip of wine, and said angrily: "Come on, who wants to bet on me today, Ximen Fengyue is accompanied by Yu" "Wind Moon" "Simon" The Hercules beggar Guo Meiqi and the iron-handed beggar Dapeng called her in unison, and when they saw that they couldn't persuade her, they could only look at Hong Xing inquiringly.
If Hong Xing made a statement, then they would definitely want to hold Ximen Fengyue, but Hong Xing seemed to not care, grabbing his oversized wine gourd and drinking wildly, drinking faster than Ximen Fengyue "Hehe, if your apprentice wins, he will get the twenty years of skill of our two old guys at one time, this is going to heaven" Jin Bu changed his happiness, lest Ximen Fengyue's wine strength would be regretted in the past, so he hurriedly caught up with the words: "But Xiao Ximen, you shouldn't be too drunk, or I think it's better to forget it, so you don't regret it when you wake up."
"Who said that I drank too much, so where will I go" Ximen Fengyue took a big sip of wine, and shouted to Jin Buchang and Shi Jinfei unconvinced: "Two elders, our bet is settled, a gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase" "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase" Jin Buchang and Shi Jinfei both looked at the dirty woman, and the dirty woman smiled with wrinkles on her face, like an old fox.
Ximen Fengyue turned his face to look at Pan Xiaoxian in the field, and smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line: Come on, little rabbit master, I can only help you get here At the same time, Xiong Xiaochun was riding a motorcycle on a heifer and coaxed Pan Xiaoxian: "Pan Xiaoxian, in terms of seniority, I am still the senior brother of Ximen Fengyue, and I have been famous in the rivers and lakes for ten years.
"You're great, then," the donkey brother smiled and gave him a hard thumbs up.
Xiong Xiaochun originally wanted to take the lead, but he didn't expect that he would be ruined by Pan Xiaoxian's words after blowing for a long time.
"You dare to mock me" Xiong Xiaochun's face was gloomy, and every inch of his body burst out like a firecracker explosion at this time, instantly from head to foot, all the joints rang again, and his whole person increased by one size, and it looked like a giant spirit god "Not really."
Brother Donkey was still smiling, and then opened his mouth and said without panting in one breath as if he was talking about cross talk: "Then you are very invincible Spiral Pill Ultimate Explosion Cool and crazy drag colorful Armstrong Gyro Boom Boom Boom Boom T After speaking, Brother Donkey shook his hand domineeringly: "This is called mockery" Super wear-resistant Xiong Xiaochun was so angry that his face turned green, and without saying a word, he picked up the iron crutch and swept away thousands of troops with one move, and his iron crutch "buzzed" through the air, and the void was torn horizontally, and a dark shadow rolled towards Pan Xiaoxian like a black python True Qi Release He is the Grandmaster Pan Xiaoxian's face changed slightly, he has practiced the Chixia Divine Skill for so long, but he still can't release the True Qi, and the release of True Qi is the hallmark of the Grandmaster, he instinctively wanted to use the Great Movement Method to close the distance with Xiong Xiaochun, but suddenly thought that this was an internal competition of the beggar gang, would it be inappropriate for him to use Shaolin Kung Fu, so after a little hesitation, he chose the drunken Eight Immortal Fist taught by Ximen Fengyue and stepped on the small waves to dodge.
However, what he didn't expect was that Xiong Xiaochun's crutch was very weird, really like a black python swooping in mid-air and then turning a corner, and slamming into Pan Xiaoxian's back, although Pan Xiaoxian's drunken Eight Immortal Fist has reached the peak, but because the martial arts grade is too low, it was completely suppressed, and only listened to the sound of "呀", Pan Xiaoxian was slapped out by the crutch shadow "Snort" The clothes on Pan Xiaoxian's back were shattered, and a black crutch appeared on the pale skin of his back Thank you for the reward of 100, congratulations to the master of the helmsman Thanks to the second floor Lao Huang 1000, Renzi Yingxue 500100, Laughing Buddha 100, Shushan Pressure 100, Sleep Not Enough 100, Strangers Don't Approach 100, Fan Family Third Young Master 100, Qinkuai 10 and other brothers and sisters for their rewards, hugging one by one, this is yesterday's third embarrassment t1706231537: