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Chapter 309 Two hundred ninety-eight: The battle for the top pick in the green forest (4)

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    "Boy, why did you jump out of the circle? Could it be that you are afraid that I will die?"

    Duan Wuji laughed when he heard this.

    "Old man, I think you are tired too, I think you should go back and rest for a while."

    "I'm not tired, I'm working hard."

    Duan Wuji said with a smile: "Old man, didn't we make an agreement when the martial arts competition started?

    In fifty rounds, if you can't defeat me, will you admit defeat?

    Have you forgotten what you just said?  Tell me, how many rounds has it been up to just now?

    Old man, don't be foolish!  "

    "Huh? So fast, has fifty rounds already passed?

    Are you too deceitful?  "

    "Old man, ask the people watching around, how many rounds have they had now?

    Now it has been zero for 60 rounds, do you still want to play tricks?  "

    "This, this."

    Well, the old man is out of words now.

    This old man has a thick skin!  The old man New turned to himself and said to the people in the Wuli: "Hey, how many rounds have we been fighting just now?"

    "Master, I have just counted sixty rounds, I think you should come back, lest people make fun of us men for not counting what we say.

    I'll confront him in a while.  "

    "Bastard, I can't beat him these two times, aren't you asking for bad luck when you come out?

    Forget it, forget it, let's withdraw from the competition for the leader of the green forest this time, so as not to cause casualties.

    Let the two of them compete, and let's watch the excitement next to them.

    Hey, Duan Wuji, let me ask you, why did you refuse to make a move just now?

    You don't want to humiliate the old man, do you?  "

    Duan Wuji laughed when he heard this.

    "Old hero, where do you want to go? You don't know, I'm a bit heavy handed, you say I'm not deep or shallow, if I accidentally hurt you, will our relationship be okay?

    ?Old man, look how good this is, we are not hurting our friendship, and we can still be friendly when we meet in the future. This is much better than hurting someone with a shot, right?

    What do you think, old man?  "

    "Oh! So that's the case! Then how will you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

    "Tell you, I am an honest farmer. I make a living by farming. What does this world have to do with me?"

    "Oh! I understand. So, you are hiding in the market and not out of the rivers and lakes!

    Little hero, the old man received your kindness today, let¡¯s meet again in Datong Mansion when we have time.

    My Iron Palm Gang is in the Xiaojia Village in the east of Datong Mansion. If you have a chance to go there to play, the old man will definitely entertain you!

    Little hero, we will meet later.  "

    After finishing speaking, the old man returned to the team.

    Duan Wuji walked into the arena again, and shouted loudly to the opposite crowd: "Which friend will show you the face, and accompany me to do two tricks again?

    Hey, do you have any friends who are willing to give you face?  "

    Before the words were finished, a big and tall man rushed out from the crowd.

    "Duan Wuji, don't get carried away, let me walk with you a few times.

    I have learned and learned your kung fu.  "

    Duan Wuji watched intently, only to see a tall, thin man who came in, about thirty years old.

    This person has a face like a jujube, a red face, thick eyebrows, and phoenix eyes, and holds a Qinglong Yanyue knife.

    Duan Wuji smiled and said: "My friend, who are you! It's not too late to sign up and fight."

    "My name is Yi Dao Zhan Sun Yue, and I am also Guan Feixia who competes with Guan Yu.

    Hey, Duan Wuji, don't look at how you beat the old hero Xiao just now by speculation.

    I, Guan Feixia, don't like your tricks. Today I must let you learn how powerful I am.  "

    Duan Wuji laughed and said: "I said brother, you and I have no grievances in the future, and we have no grievances in the near future. If you and I stop, I don't think the two of us will engage in that life-and-death struggle.

    I don't know what my brother wants?  "

    Then Guan Feixia laughed.

    "Okay, okay, okay! Duan Wuji, as long as you are willing to admit defeat, as long as you are willing to admit defeat, I will go back immediately.

    Do you think this is good?  "

    Duan Wuji smiled coldly.

      "I said Guan Feixia, do you really think of yourself as the martial sage Guan Yu?

    How are you doing these two times? You have to dance and show people. This is not a contest yet, so you let me admit defeat. Who do you think you are!  "

    "Okay, since you refuse to admit defeat, then I will conquer you today. I will let you know how powerful I am as a descendant of Guan Yu. Hurry up and give me a knife."

    After finishing speaking, Guan Tianxia chopped down Huashan Mountain with one force.

    Duan Wuji was very angry when he saw it, and said to himself: This kid is crazy enough, today I will show you how powerful he is, and I will ask you to improve my memory so that you will not suffer in the future.

    Duan Wuji dodged the knife with a swipe, and then drew his sword from behind.

    The two of them got into a fight without answering.

    It's true that people are more deadly than others, and people who compare goods have to throw them away!

    Guan Feixia felt that his two strokes were unambiguous, but whoever he met at this point, compared with Duan Wuji, people immediately saw the difference.

    Firstly, the moves of Feixia in this level are not as fast as Duan Wuji, and secondly, Feixia's martial arts in this level are not very proficient.

    The two fought for more than a dozen rounds, Duan Wuji turned around suddenly, and turned behind Guan Feixia.

    Raising his leg and kicking Guan Feixia's ass.

    Duan Wuji said with a smile: "Guan Daxia, let's make gestures here.

    Let me send you out brother.  "

    This kick kicked Guan Feixia out of the circle. The young man ran for more than ten steps before he could stand still!

    To Guan Feixia's embarrassment, the red face became even redder, and a young man walked by and patted Guan Feixia on the shoulder.

    "I said boy, are you going to return to the team just like that? Why don't you just go there and talk to others!

    They didn't want to hurt you just now, otherwise your life would have been gone just now.

    Just now when someone turned around behind you, you only need to swipe a sword lightly, maybe your head will fall off long ago.

    We brothers are good, I will not talk about him for others.  "

    Guan Feixia turned around abruptly, stood outside the circle and cupped his hands at Duan Wuji.

    "Hero Duan, how offensive you were just now, don't take it to heart!

    Duan Daxia, thank you for not killing me just now, I, Guan Feixia, have written down your kindness, Duan Daxia, we will meet later.  "

    After finishing speaking, Guan Fei Xia walked into the team with his head bowed.

    Duan Wuji smiled, and then shouted loudly: "Is there any friend who is willing to come and accompany me in two tricks?"

    As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Hero Duan, Mr. Sun is not talented, I would like to fight with you a few tricks."

    Duan Wuji took a look, and saw a small, thin man jumping out from the opposite team. He was wearing green soap and wearing thin-soled fast boots. He was about twenty-six or seventeen years old.

    I saw that this person was holding a large mixed iron stick, which was not much thinner than his own.

    Duan Wuji saw him and shouted loudly: "Which friend, tell us your name and come to fight again."

    The little thin man smiled: "Let me tell you, my name is Feiyang Sun. Because of my good lightness kung fu, people nicknamed me Feitian Dasheng."

    Duan Wuji listened and nodded.

    "Oh, Flying Great Sage Sun Feiyang. If you use a big stick, then I'll go back and use a stick to make gestures with you."

    "Hero Duan, you can do whatever you want, my grandson is waiting for you, let's see who is more skilled in martial arts between the two of us."

    Duan Wuji returned to his team, took off his big stick from the horse, and inserted his sword into his back.

    Duan Wuji stepped back into the circle again, Duan Wuji said with a smile: "Sun Daxia, today we will make friends with martial arts, instead of fighting for life and death, what do you think?"

    "Okay, okay, okay, this idea is exactly what I want, Duan Daxia, you can watch it, I'm going to make a move, Duan Dagun, give me a stick."

    Ho!  This Sun Feiyang deserves to be called the Flying Sage!  Jumping up to a height of six or seven feet, he raised his big stick and slammed it viciously at the top of Duan Wuji's head.

    Duan Wuji raised the fire to burn the sky, and returned the fight.

    "Open it for me."

    In an instant, the two sticks collided together.

    The two of them took two steps back each, and they fought together in different moves.

    This Feiyang Fei deserves to be called the Flying Sage!  This move was so flexible, a big stick flew towards Duan Wuji and attacked.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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