Chapter 2311 Congratulations

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Despite this, Daoist Baishuang's cultivation was still there, and the moment he made his move, it was chilling, and some onlookers around involuntarily stepped back two steps to avoid being affected by Chiyu.

"You must be too despicable, you know that Big Brother Yang has broken an arm, yet he deliberately attacked here." The green-clothed Gongsun girl suddenly became anxious.

Daoist Baishuang has lived for decades, and his old face has long been tempered to be thicker than the city wall. Hearing this, he laughed loudly: "I regard Brother Yang as a well-matched opponent. Naturally, I will do my best to show my respect. Well, I only use one hand."

Yang Guo was so arrogant, he snorted coldly when he heard this, "No need!"

Said the side of the body, the empty sleeve was like a snake, and instantly wrapped around the palm of the Taoist Baishuang.

Song Qingshu couldn't help admiring Yang Guo's ingenuity. The self-created set of Depressed Ecstasy Palm was really out of the question. He also made the best use of sleeves, body shape, leg technique, etc. to avoid the disadvantage of breaking his hand.

Daoist Baishuang only felt that his threatening palm was like hitting a ball of cotton, and he wanted to slap his hand back and throw away the other party's sleeve. How could he know that an incomparable internal force suddenly surged from the sleeve, how could he dare to be careless? He hurriedly used the Xuanming Divine Palm to deal with it.

The two of them trembled in unison, one arm and one sleeve, and they froze like that.

The cold poison that came with the Xuanming Divine Palm was originally extremely advantageous when competing for internal strength, but the powerful internal strength Yang Guo had cultivated in the tide was even more fierce, and for a while neither of the two sides could do anything to the other.

Daoist Baishuang was afraid of the opponent's internal strength and did not dare to use the Xuanming Divine Palm with all his strength. He was worried that the cold poison would be hurt by the opponent's shock, so he put the outcome on the other hand.

I saw that his palm turned sharply, and he didn't go directly towards the beef, but with a snort, he chopped off Yang Guo's wrist.

Yang Guo's arm didn't move, his chopsticks stood upright, and then trembled a few times, the Taoist Baishuang suddenly felt that the tip of the chopsticks touched his tiger's mouth, and hurriedly retracted. Yang Guo turned the chopsticks back, still holding the beef. He used the chopsticks to tap the acupuncture points. He was quick and incoherent.

Everyone around them could see it clearly. In that instant, the two had exchanged several moves. Although Yang Guo used his chopsticks very quickly, if the Daoist Hundred Loss could withdraw his hands in time to avoid him, his martial arts were also really impressive.

After attacking several tricks in a row, they were all silently resolved by the opponent, but the Daoist who suffered from the loss became more and more anxious. He has been famous for decades, but now he is tied with a younger generation.

The two fluffy chopsticks seemed to be heavier than Mount Tai in each other's hands, so he didn't dare to pick them up every time.

Feeling that his bare hands would be a bit of a disadvantage, Daoist Baishuang suddenly grabbed a pair of chopsticks and grabbed the piece of beef. He had always been bare-handed, and Yang Guo was mainly guarding against his attack. go.

In such an instant, the opponent will

The chunk of meat was pulled over half a foot, but he responded quickly. With a flick of his wrist, a strange force poured out, and he moved the beef back to his side again.

Watching the piece of beef move a few inches in the direction of Yang Guo for a while, and then move a few inches in the direction of Daoist Baishuang, the beef was covered with a layer of frost for a while, and then emitting wisps of heat. The people around were admiring it. Obviously everyone Everyone understands that the two are fighting each other with extremely deep internal strength.

However, in comparison, everyone admires Yang Guo more. Competing with internal strength is the most unfeasible. He is so young, he can even compete with the internal strength of Daoist Baishuang for decades, which is really shocking.

At this time, Jin Bingyun's red lips lightly opened: "Both of them are distinguished guests of the prince. This competition is for the sake of fun. If there is any death or injury in the internal forces, it will not be beautiful."

Kublai Khan also came out and said: "That's right, this king has seen the brilliant martial arts of the gentlemen, please stop now."

"Abide by the decree of the lord." When he said this, he meant a lot of damage to the Taoist. If the internal force was a little careless, he would be killed or injured. He and Yang Guo had no grudges that could not be solved. .

Yang Guo obviously had the same idea, and the two gradually withdrew their inner strength in a tacit understanding.

"There are so many people grabbing a piece of meat, is it really so delicious?" At the first word, it clearly felt that people were still far away, but at the last word, the voice seemed to ring in my ears. Quick, it is really rare in the world.

A figure flashed at the door, and one person reached out and grabbed the piece of fatty beef on the chopsticks of the two of them, and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

This time everyone was shocked, and stood up at the same time. When they looked at the man, it was an old man with white hair and white beard, with a blushing face and a good smile. I saw him sitting on the carpet on the ground, brushing aside the white beard with his left hand, and sending the beef to his mouth with his right hand, eating loudly.

Daoist Baishuang recalled that although he and Yang Guo had both withdrawn a lot of their internal strength, the way this old man could easily grab beef from the two of them was truly astounding.

Yang Guo smiled slightly: "It turned out to be Senior Zhou."

Song Qingshu also recognized him, the old urchin Zhou Botong. The last time I saw him walking with Hong Qigong in Leigu Mountain, I was wondering why I only saw Hong Qigong but didn't see him. I didn't expect Cao Cao and Cao Cao to arrive.

"Ah bah bah, it's hot and cold, and the meat quality is a mess. Why is this beef so unpalatable?" Zhou Botong quickly spit out the beef in his mouth.

At this time, the warriors guarding the palace had already chased after him and shouted: "Catch." Four spears were already slashing towards his chest. week

Botong stretched out his left hand, grabbed the four spearheads, and said to the side, "Yang Guo, get some good beef to eat, I'm so hungry."

The four Mongolian fighters pushed hard, but they didn't move, and then they tried to grab back, but the four of them were flushed, and the four spears seemed to be cast in an iron mountain, and they even pulled half an inch.

Do not turn around.

Yang Guo gave a slight sigh, picked up the plate of beef on the table, flew towards him flatly, and said, "Please use it!"

Zhou Botong picked up his right hand and held it flat against his chest. Suddenly, a piece of beef on the plate jumped up and flew into his mouth, as if alive.

Everyone in the room saw it interesting, they only said that he could play magic, and they all cheered, but the masters such as Falun Dafa King Jinlun knew that he was a part of the palm of his hand, and pushed a certain piece of beef out of the plate. Ordinary people knocking hard across the plate would have caused the beef to jump up, but it must have been all the meat flying together, dripping with juice. It was absolutely impossible to ask the beef to jump out piece by piece. In a situation of freedom, everyone on the table couldn't do it, and they couldn't help but feel awe.

Kublai Khan said, "Brother Yang, is this old gentleman your friend?"

Although Yang Guo knew that Zhou Botong was highly skilled in martial arts, he also knew that there were many masters in the house, and there were so many Mongolian warriors. If they swarmed up, Zhou Botong might also be in danger, so he said, "Yes, this old gentleman is my best friend, he was there. The Central Plains is also famous, known as the old urchin Zhou Botong."

"Since it is your friend, then it is this king's friend." Kublai Khan, seeing that he was highly skilled in martial arts and eager to recruit, waved to the Mongolian warriors.

The four embarrassed Mongolian warriors felt like they had been granted amnesty. They couldn't take back the spear with all their might, but they didn't dare to let it go. Mongolia's military law is extremely strict. Abandoning weapons before battle is a death penalty for beheading. Fortunately, the prince has spoken, otherwise they really don't know what to do.

"Hey, why are you leaving?" Zhou Botong threw a few spears on the ground when he saw this. At this moment, he had already eaten a plate of beef. However, I was still a little dissatisfied. When I raised my right hand, the plate flew up, made an arc in the air, flew flat against the table top, and collided with a plate of roast lamb, and the plate of lamb flew towards me. The empty plate turned around a few times on the table, but stopped.

It turned out that what he used was "Tai Chi Jin", like a tai chi diagram, it started and started again and again, and it broke down continuously. It's not very difficult to use this force. Many fickle illusionists are good at this technique. What's difficult is that the force is just right. It happens to fly to the seat and hit the seat. Food was delivered to him.

Song Qingshu admired it. Zhou Botong had learned from the Xuanmen orthodoxy, and over the past few decades, he had integrated the Jiuyin Sutra. In the subtlety and sophistication of his techniques, he might not be able to compare to him.

Zhou Botong laughed, very proud, his palms worked vigorously, and the roasted mutton jumped up again and again, he ate a piece of meat, and then looked at Yang Guo: "Hey, Xiaolongnu, why didn't you come with me? ah?"

Before Yang Guo had time to answer, he asked himself again and answered, "Oh, I seem to remember, I heard the old beggar said that it seems that the little dragon girl was robbed by that Song Qingshu. It's a good thing to say, congratulations!"

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