Chapter Twenty-Three Competition (Chapter 3)
Guo Jing, Yang Kang, Liang Ziweng, and Master Lingzhi were killed by life and death, and they had no leisure to pay attention to the situation outside the field, and they all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.
Guo Kun looked at the fight between the four people for a while and found that Guo Jing had a little advantage, so he no longer had the interest to watch again. He walked to Mu Nianci and helped her up: "Hey, are you okay? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and stay aside, don't wait for a while and suffer unrestrained disaster!" After saying that, Mu Nianci's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was sad, giving people the urge to hold her in his arms to pity.
In the hotel, Guo's mother was really anxious when she saw four people besieging Guo Jing. She wanted to run up and teach the shameless beasts a lesson. "A few people beat one, are you shameless?" Zhang Asheng said, "Sister Guo, don't be anxious first. Look, that boy Akun is still chatting with girls leisurely, right? He didn't even rush to explain that Guo Jing has no problem. He wouldn't watch his brother get hurt and be beaten, right? Let's watch them beat him here with peace of mind, don't cause trouble for them."
After hearing this, Guo's mother sat down peacefully, but her eyes were fixed on the battlefield, afraid that Guo Jing would be injured after a mistake. Guo's mother's appearance made Han Xiaoying and Zhang Asheng sitting aside, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although their strength has increased, the battle in front of them is no longer something they can clearly grasp. The reason why they are so calm now is simply to believe in Guo Kun's strength and his performance.
After being helped up by Guo Kun, Mu Nianci saw his father lying beside him. He didn't care about his injuries and ran to Yang Tiexin and carefully helped him up so as not to touch Yang Tiexin's chest and make his pain worse. He slowly helped Yang Tiexin to the side and found a place to sit down. Seeing that the ring was now being demolished in a mess, Mu Nianci felt aggrieved for a while.
Yang Tiexin silently caressed his aggrieved daughter, feeling inexplicable, but he could only complain that his incompetent daughter was bullied, but he was powerless. He couldn't help but feel sad, and his nose choked in his throat. "Cough, cough" After a long cough, Mu Nianci carefully patted his back and calmed down. He wiped away the tears that were choked due to the cough, pretended that nothing happened, and stared at the fight that was still continuing on the field.
Yang Kang and the other two cooperated with each other, either attacking each other or fighting in turn. However, no matter how they tried, Guo Jing was like a thorn in the middle of the river, and I was as unmoved as a mountain, without any disadvantage!
"This young man's martial arts skills are so strong and he has a chivalrous heart. Unfortunately, he has no affection for my Ci'er. Otherwise, if Ci'er marrys him, I would be willing to die." Yang Tiexin looked at Guo Jing, who fought against three, but he thought it was impossible. He turned his head and looked at the other young man standing aside. He saw that he was born seventy-seventh-century and could not tell who was older or younger. He was very likely to be a pair of twin brothers. But this young man seemed a little more mature than that, and he had a look of a unique face of Jiangnan people.
The traces seem particularly charming. "This son will never be the thing in the pool in the future! Seeing that he didn't even come forward to help duel with his brothers, but was helping us father and daughter here. Could it be that this kid has fallen in love with Ci'er?" Yang Tiexin no longer cared about the changes in the field, staring at Guo Kun as if he wanted to see through him. "If you fall in love with Ci'er, it would be a huge beauty." Thinking of this in my heart, his eyes naturally changed. If he was still an onlooker just now, he would look at him again with the eyes of his qualifying father-in-law, and he liked the more he looked.
Guo Kun was soaked by Yang Tiexin's eyes that he had goose bumps all over his body, "I can't have been holding it in for eighteen years, right? Why did he look at me with such eyes? Grandma, if I hadn't sympathized with your experience, I wouldn't bother with you!" He was filled with thoughts and kept keeping away from Yang Tiexin for a while. "I don't have that hobby, so it's better to stay away from you, so as not to tarnish my reputation."
Just as Guo Jing and the other four were fighting, a large number of officers and soldiers suddenly came from outside the crowd, carrying a luxuriously decorated sedan chair and rushed over. The officers and soldiers who were leading the way in front drank and drove away the crowd around them. The proud man came closer, and an old man suddenly flashed in front of the sedan chair. He jumped to the stage in three steps and leaped onto the stage and was about to dismantle Guo Jing and the other four.
When Guo Kun saw the old man appear, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole mind locked him the moment he jumped onto the ring. The old man didn't care about Guo Kun's lockdown at all. He glanced at him and didn't take it seriously and was about to insert into the battle between the four.
Fortunately, Guo Kun was prepared, and the moment the old man flew in front of him, he rushed towards the old man at a faster speed. "Old man, do you know how shameful you are? It would be fine if so many people besieged one, but why are you going to join in the fun?" Guo Kun shouted, "I want to fight with the uncle!"
The old man believed that his martial arts skills were very powerful to solve the battle between the four people, but Guo Kun did not know his intentions and thought he was going to help, so he was naturally furious and punched him. The old man was not weak in his kung stung, and saw Guo Kun's fist hit him, and used 50% of his strength to tweak Guo Kun's arm, trying to sweep Guo Kun aside.
How could Guo Kun's fist strength be so great? His five successive powers actually returned in vain. Guo Kun's fist hit him at a faster speed. He couldn't help but be surprised, "Where are so many young masters?" He used the eight success power and Guo Kun's fist to attack. Just after he resolved the force, he had not had time to counterattack, and another powerful force came from the contact point of the fist. Suddenly, the whole body was barely pressed to collide with the force of the fist, and the whole person was knocked back several steps. He heard a few "thumb, thumb, thumb", and the man left several marks on the ground that were a little deeper than the footprints deliberately displayed by Wang Chuyi.
Although Guo Kun shook this person back, this person is not easy to get along with. This person is extremely skilled. Even if Guo Kun is already at the sixth level of Nine Yang True Qi and the peak of internal martial arts training, he has only fought for half a dozen times and no matter how he won or lost. The premise is that he is not prepared and takes it lightly. Strictly speaking, Guo Kun still has to be weaker, but if he fights hard, Guo Kun may not lose, and the winner is only 50% or 50% of the winner.
After the man stood still, he stopped moving forward, stared at Guo Kun cautiously for a while, and shouted loudly: "Stop!" This shout was like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. The people around him were really shocked and the eardrums were painful, and ordinary people were even more dizzy and almost crazy. The effect of this loud voice was immediate.
The four people who were still fighting to the death just now took a step back and left the battlefield, staring at the person who had just shouted loudly. Peng Lianhu, who was still having sex with Wang Chu, calmed down after seeing this person appear. Wang Chuyi seemed to see this person's extraordinaryness and no longer had the mood to pay attention to Peng Lianhu's entanglement.
When Peng Lianhu saw Guo Kun knocking back the man with one punch, he opened his mouth wide, and was shocked in his heart. "Who is this monster? He is so powerful at such a young age? He is the number one master in the capital, Xiao Bieli! He knocked back Xiao Bieli with one punch, and Xiao Bieli with one punch. Thinking about how he could not walk ten moves under this man." Peng Lianhu couldn't help but sigh, "This, this world is too crazy, experts are not worth a lot, there are all over the streets?"
Wang Chuyi was also greatly stimulated by the great stimulation, "What a domineering boxing technique, what a fierce attack, I am no match!" Wang Chuyi looked at the few people standing quietly in the field and sighed, "The Yangtze River pushes the previous waves, and a new generation replaces the old ones! I can't accept it..."
Looking at the quiet battlefield, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was about to speak. "You are so yelling, howling, your parents are dead, disturbing my good mood!" Guo Kun saw that this man was very skilled and could barely be used to practice. Seeing that the guy seemed to want to solve this peacefully, how could such a good sandbag escape? So he picked up some modern words and started to curse.
The old man looked down and couldn't understand what "you guys" mean, but he could hear the words "Your father and mother died" clearly. He immediately got angry and was about to fight Guo Kun to the death. A voice came from the luxurious sedan chair, which made him restrain his anger and endured it. "It's not too late for a real man to take revenge for ten years."
What was the saying in the sedan chair that could make such a master discipline himself?
"Master Xiao, the matter is important!" Only seven words were heard from the sedan chair, but it had great magic power. This was a gentle voice, without a trace of soul-catching, but it had the urge to make people want to remember this voice in their minds. It was like an invisible force giving this voice a powerful charm. What kind of power is this? Perhaps only Xiao Bieli knew?
No, at least, there are two people who know! One of them is Yang Tiexin standing aside. At this time, his affection was as if he was struck by lightning. His face was pale, his whole body was trembling constantly, and he muttered in his mouth: "Xi Ruo is the voice of Xi Ruo, it is Xi Ruo's voice." The whole person was in a state of dismay, with his eyes blank, trying to walk to the sedan chair to get a glimpse of the truth!
Mu Nianci followed Yang Tiexin all year round and naturally knew what "Xi Lu" meant. She was stunned when she heard this. Fortunately, she found that Yang Tiexin was not right, so she quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" She shouted several times before she woke Yang Tiexin up from her despair.
Yang Tiexin turned his head and looked at his daughter. He didn't speak, but his figure stopped moving. He stood aside like a pillar, without spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!