Chapter 949: Using Martial Arts to Make Friends

"Then respect is worse than obedience," the man who was called up also stood up and said with a smile.

One of them stood with hands behind their backs, while the other held a folding fan in a graceful manner.

With the spiritual energy surging around the two people, it seemed that they were exchanging ideas, but they both used real kung fu.

There is the sound of the piano coming from the room, the sound of the piano is like a golden spear and an iron horse, like a rolling Yangtze River going eastward.

With a thick battle sound, "Boom, boom", it seems that the picture emerges in front of people's eyes, the head of the enemy general among the thousands of troops.

It makes people's blood boil for a while, and they can't wait to fight the world.

Seemingly exaggerated by the sound of the piano, the two people in the plum garden on the left side of the piano room also played a real fire.

A punch blasted out the true meaning of the fist,

With a folding fan, the plum blossoms in the illusion are dotted and blooming, and the sky is full of snow.

It is said to be a competition, but almost everyone here wants to get the intimacy of Miss Jing.

Not long after, the man with the folding fan was defeated, his blow shattered the illusion, and his figure flew upside down.

"The lonely wild goose in the desert came to learn from him," the man with the folding fan was defeated, and immediately other people wanted to come forward to teach him.

"Everyone, why don't these gentlemen rest for a round, and then fight again," the woman from Graceland said with a smile.

This is also considered fair and avoids wheel wars.

"Well, this brother rests for now, who wants to fight with me?" Gu Yanbai asked loudly.

"Don't you want to fuck?" Xu Zimo asked, looking at the little fat man.

"I don't like these people. When Niu Dali and Zuo Quan make a move, they are worthy to fight with me," the little fat man said disdainfully.

"You like that mirror girl too?" Xu Zimo asked.

"That's not true. I just want to ask her a question. I heard that she understands everything," the little fat man replied.

"Then does she know about blood beasts?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the little fat man was silent for a while, and then looked around.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he said in a low voice: "I'll tell you a secret, the seal of Shixue Space was cracked, the day Shixue Beast escaped.

I heard that the Lord of Destruction once visited the mirror girl himself. "

"Really?" Xu Zimo was stunned for a moment and said.

"It's a rumor, it's a rumor," the little fat man quickly denied with a coy smile.

………

In the center of the plum garden, several people turned around more often, and the battle had already started for several rounds.

Almost everyone here will come to join in the fun, no matter how strong or weak they are, they will fight.

After fighting for nearly half an hour, there was still only one person left in the middle of the field.

It was an old man.

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight? If not, then this quota is old," the old man said with a smile.

There was a little silence around, and most people had already played and lost.

Just hearing "I'm coming", Niu Dali walked in from outside the plum garden with his upper body naked.

"It's the young head of the Niutou Gang," someone nearby also recognized it and hurriedly said.

Niu Dali looked at the old man, waved slightly, and said with a light smile, "One trick."

"Young man, your tone is too loud," the old man snorted coldly.

Niu Dali did not speak, only to see two puffs of white smoke coming out of his nose.

The next moment, a golden light flashed across the horns above his head, and Niu Dali's figure instantly turned into an illusion.

With a "boom", it had already appeared in front of the old man, and the bull's horns went up.

The aura surged in the old man's hands, and the aura of riot also rushed over, not to be outdone.

A scream followed.

I saw that the golden horn directly penetrated the old man's body, nailing him to the horn.

"Kill you, pollute my horn," Niu Dali said lightly.

He looked around fiercely, making people shiver with chills.

"Zuo Quan, fight with me," Niu Dali said.

"I'm not in a hurry," Zuo Quan waved his hand slightly, as if waiting for something.

"If you don't fight, get out," Niu Dali said disdainfully.

"Who else wants to fight?"

"Let me try it," the little fat man stepped forward and said lightly.

"Who are you?" Niu Dali turned his head to look and asked with a frown.

"What do you care about so much, fight," the little fat man yelled, and directly killed him.

His obese body is exceptionally flexible, like a fat loach, killing Niu Dali.

Niu Dali snorted coldly, like a wild bull, when his big feet stepped on the ground, countless cracks appeared on the ground.

"Nine veins seal," the fat man snorted coldly.

I saw his figure transform into countless afterimages in the void.

These afterimages couldn't tell whether they were true or false, and they surrounded Niu Dali.

Niu Dali lost his way in an instant, and didn't know how to use his brute force.

The next moment, I saw these afterimages so fast that it was almost hard to see with the eyes.

Even Xu Zimo could only see some vague figures with his perception.

"Bang bang bang bang" several consecutive sounds resounded in the void.

"Finish and stop," the figure of the little fat man withdrew quickly and stepped back.

He distanced himself from Niu Dali.

"What did you do?" Niu Dali looked at the little fat man angrily.

The sharp horns on the top of his head used to have a golden light flashing, but now he can't feel a wave of spiritual energy.

"My pulse sealing technique can seal the pulse door, within seven days you will be no different from ordinary people," the little fat man said triumphantly.

"Do you still want to fight now?"

"You're playing tricks," Niu Dali shouted angrily.

"I'm saving face for you, and I don't want to hurt you," the little fat man said lightly.

"If no one fights again, then I will get this spot."

"Zuo Quan," Niu Dali seemed a little reconciled, looking at Zuo Quan.

"I won't participate," Zuo Quan shook his head slightly.

"Since no one dares to fight again, then I announce that the first place in this tournament will be Mr. Bai."

The woman before said with a smile.

"Wait," the little fat man waved his hand, looked at Xu Zimo, and said with a smile.

"Brother Xu, this spot is given to you."

"Give it to me?" Xu Zimo said in surprise.

"Yes," the little fat man chuckled, stepped forward and patted Xu Zimo's shoulder.

"A night of spring night is worth a thousand gold, so don't disappoint my kindness."

"Why give it to me?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

"You're pleasing to the eye, I don't need a reason to do things," said the little fat man, waving his hand.

"Then come with me, young master," the woman said, looking at Xu Zimo.

"According to the previous rules, you can let Miss Mirror accompany you all night."

Xu Zimo felt that everything was a little confused, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he followed the woman into the depths of the piano room.

Through the lobby, a corridor appeared ahead.

On both sides of the aisle, there are countless calligraphy and paintings.

"Miss Mirror loves writing and painting," the woman leading the way explained with a smile.

"These are all done by the mirror girl."

Xu Zimo lacks interest, he is not interested in these things.

Walking into the aisle, there was a piano sound not far away.

Like a curl of cooking smoke, it sounded softly.