Chapter 319 Brawl

The strong man had a horrified expression on his face and subconsciously hid back.

However, this showed his timidity in the eyes of the tall man.

The movement immediately sped up a bit.

In fact, he couldn't figure out where the opponent's cover was before.

It was just a gamble.

But I didn't expect that I would win the bet.

It seems that his luck is really good.

I was thinking in my heart, but my eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The sharp short blade sank into the strong man's chest quickly, but what came out was not the sound of flesh and blood tearing, but the sound of metal hitting.

"What?"

"Hahahaha! I don't have a cover, otherwise why do you think I dare to come up?" The strong man laughed, and quickly hit the man's head with his palm, only to hear the sound of metal hitting again, the latter He immediately fell to the ring, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He casually kicked the loser at his feet off the ring.

The strong man took out another banknote and threw it down.

From the nonchalant expression on the other side, it is not difficult to guess that he should be a bait deliberately released by a certain big force to compete for the position of the leader of the world's number one martial arts alliance!

"Boom!"

The banknote had just fallen into the hands of the fat man who kept the account.

Another person also entered the ring, this was a woman with long braids.

He was dressed in a prairie dress, wearing an animal robe, his face was tanned, his braids were tied with sharp darts, he had a machete on his waist, and he was wearing a pair of riding boots made of cowhide.

The strong man frowned and said, "Little girl, I don't fight with women!"

But before she finished speaking, the woman had already thrown a gold brick, and then she was in front of the strong man. She kicked the ground hard with her feet and hit the strong man's chin with her palms. .

The strong man had no time to react as he was already flying into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the woman's palm hit the strong man's chin again.

The strong man was hanging in the air.

He had no way to borrow any help, and he couldn't react at all.

This woman's movements were as fast as lightning and extremely precise.

One after another.

Each blow was extremely precise on the strong man's chin.

At the beginning, although the strong man was beaten, he flew into the air.

But his eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't care about this woman's actions at all.

Later, I simply stopped hiding.

Because the hard qigong he used was not an ordinary golden bell and iron shirt.

There are no weaknesses.

The only weakness is that it doesn't last very long and can only be used twice a day.

Otherwise, it will damage the body and cause irreversible damage.

But then, the expression on his face gradually turned ugly.

Because he found that his head began to feel dizzy, and his eyes gradually began to turn blood red. It felt like someone was pressing his head into the blood.

Everything in front of him was blood red, and began to shake from side to side.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

However, it was already too late.

Another slap hit his chin, and the strong man could no longer hold up.

He took several steps back.

Until he completely fell off the stage.

The woman gently flicked the hood she wore on her head.

Expressionlessly, he took out a gold brick again and threw it to the fat man below.

Zhuang then stood motionless on the ring.

Waiting for the next challenger to take the stage.

The strong man who was knocked off the stage sat unsteadily on the ground and took a long time to recover.

Until this time.

Only then did he realize that he had been eliminated.

This immediately made him unacceptable.

He never expected that his indestructible martial arts would be inexplicably compromised in the hands of an unknown woman.

"Who are you exactly?"

"The Bamboo Gang!"

The woman glanced at him, said something softly, and then stopped talking.

He didn't even say his last name, giving people a mysterious and hazy feeling.

"Cloud Chuan nineteen strikes!" Li Mochou recognized this move.

"This Chuanyun Nineteen Fighting is a kind of close-fitting short hitting technique. It is especially suitable for people of short stature or women. It does not require a lot of internal strength and energy, but the power is strong enough. Each palm is stronger than the other. Strong, similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but it also has a weakness, it must be close enough. . Otherwise, it is of no use. After all, a normal person will not just watch others rush towards you without taking any precautions." Huang Rong also added, but she was halfway there. , but suddenly as if he felt something, he suddenly covered his mouth and retched vigorously.

Upon seeing this, Wu Gong hurried over and helped Huang Rong.

After patting her gently, she successfully helped Huang Rong relieve her symptoms.

Lu Xiaofeng stood nearby and raised his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Li Mochou blocked him and said, "Your Excellency, you'd better go somewhere else to watch. You are not welcome here."

"You take care of me"

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to retort, the Poison Hand Medicine King had already pulled him down the stairs.

At the same time, another person was already standing on the ring outside.

He is a man dressed as a beggar.

Holding a bamboo stick in hand.

The whole body smelled stinky, was in tatters, and looked very dirty.

Even if you stand far away, you can still smell the stench coming from him.

In addition, this guy seems to be a blind man. After entering the ring, he kept hitting the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand, as if he was exploring the surrounding ground to see where there were pits and where there was solid matter!

The fat man below was keeping accounts.

Although the gold bricks given by this woman are not as valuable as 10,000 taels of silver on the surface.

But compared to silver, gold has always had a premium since ancient times.

Therefore, this gold brick can also be regarded as ten thousand taels of silver.

However, how much silver is counted still needs to be measured.

Now seeing an old beggar going up, he put down the account book in his hand and said with a smile: "Old sir, it will cost ten thousand taels of silver to go up here."

The beggar did not speak, but groped in his messy hair for a moment, and soon took out a small bamboo.

With a flick of the bamboo, it flew into the fat man's hand. The fat man lowered his head and fiddled with it for a while, then took out a banknote that was only the size of his palm, with ten thousand taels clearly written on it.

However, what is written on the bottom of the ticket is the expenditure of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

This old beggar turned out to be from the imperial court!

The fat man put away the smile on his face and didn't speak. He just lowered his head and took notes.

The woman stared at the beggar, smelling the foul smell, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

The next second, the woman rushed forward quickly.

It seems to be the same plan.

He wanted to take advantage of this beggar's defenseless time to hit him in the shorts.

Achieve unexpected results and win.

The beggar didn't seem to notice that the woman was running toward him, and he was still beating the stone bricks on the ground with the bamboo. But just when the woman came within three steps of him, the bamboo stick that had been beating on the ground suddenly lifted up, like a spear, and pierced the woman between the eyebrows.

The woman was suddenly startled.

The soles of his feet drove his body hard, and his whole body twisted quickly.

He barely dodged the bamboo stick aimed at his eyebrows.

At the same time, she had also arrived around the beggar.

The arm was whipped out immediately.

Although the beggar didn't cover his head with anything, his messy hair was more useful than a hood. It even covered his eyes, making it unclear where he was looking.

Facing the vigorous and continuous beatings.

He didn't panic at all, he just took back the bamboo stick in his hand, and then opened it easily, but he didn't expect that the Nineteenth Strike of Chuan Yun was coming one after another, continuously. He opened his hand, but his legs seized the opportunity and kicked him in the head.

The true energy ripples on the soles of the feet.

Ripples that can be seen clearly with the naked eye spread in the air.

The harsh sound came out of thin air, and even the air was swept away and white air waves erupted.

The beggar suddenly straightened up and stood up straight.

Obviously, he was also aware of the danger in this kick.

The whole person immediately became serious.

Although everyone couldn't see the beggar's face clearly, they couldn't detect anything useful in his eyes.

But it can also be felt that he was not serious at all before.

But now it is completely serious.

It also shows from the side that this woman is definitely not as simple as she just showed.

The bamboo stick in his hand suddenly split open, and a slender stabbing sword quickly appeared in the beggar's hand.

This stabbing sword looks like a willow stick, soft and boneless, as if it can ripple with a gust of wind.

The beggar waved the sword in his hand and stabbed straight into the woman's heart.

It seems that he wants to exchange injury for injury.

No, it's an injury in exchange for a life.

I would rather take this kick myself than kill the woman here directly.

Very crazy.

The woman was forced to retreat.

She has yet to avenge her, so she absolutely cannot die here.

However, the beggar had no intention of letting her go. He tapped his toes on the ground and quickly wrapped himself around the woman. He seemed determined to kill her.

Facing the beggar's reluctance, he smelled the strong stench.

The woman frowned and stretched her arms forward.

A sharp needle flew out from the cuff and pierced the beggar's Tianhui point.

The beggar shook the blade of his sword and deflected the flying needle, but unexpectedly another thin needle pierced his heart.

Immediately afterwards.

One flying needle after another shot out.

The beggars were overwhelmed by the dense flying needles.

Suddenly, the woman was once again close to the beggar, and her palms were pushed out one after another. This time, the target was the opponent's Adam's apple. The beggar waved his sword to block, trying to force the woman back with the sharp blade.

But I didn't expect it.

This woman actually stopped avoiding him.

The palm of his hand was immediately pierced by the sword, and blood flowed down his arm.

But the other palm had already hit the beggar's Adam's apple hard.

Just hearing a click, the beggar immediately flew off the ring.

The sharp sword blade had also been ejected from the woman's palm.

The beggar fell under the ring, breathless.

The woman knelt on the ring, sweating profusely, covering her bleeding palm, and constantly taking out medicine powder from her bosom and sprinkling it on the wound.

Take a deep breath.

She stood up again.

The pierced palm looked scary, but in fact it was only a superficial injury.

Not scary at all.

After sprinkling the gold wound medicine powder, the bleeding stopped quickly.

"Do you want to continue?"

The fat man commanded several soldiers to drag the beggar's body away.

Then he asked the woman with a smile.

"Of course!"

"Okay! Then you have to pay 30,000 taels!" The fat man stretched out his palm, and the woman no longer used gold bricks this time, but also took out a silver note.

This immediately caused the people around to whisper again.

What is the origin of this woman?

The silver that was taken out like water actually came from a sect that had never been heard of.

Bamboo Man Gang - what is that?

However, the strength she showed also made people around her admire her, especially the spirit of desperate struggle at the last moment, which made many martial artists give her a thumbs up.

The woman did not talk nonsense, but sat cross-legged on the ring, and began to adjust her breathing and restore her internal strength.

About a cup of tea passed.

A monk from Shaolin Temple climbed onto the ring.

He was very thin and looked like a bamboo pole.

It seemed that he would be blown down by a gust of wind.

He came up without saying anything, but just quietly waited for the woman to finish her breathing.

He took off the Buddhist beads in his hand and threw them to the fat man.

"Little master, this is not a pawnshop, why did you give me this thing?" The fat man put it in front of his eyes and shone it for a while. After confirming that this thing was not made of gold, he said with a smile.

"This is a golden relic, which can be exchanged for 1,000 taels of silver at any of the lay escort agencies in Shaolin. Monks do not carry worldly things, so I'm sorry to bother you!" The young monk bowed respectfully and stopped talking.

The woman stared at the young monk, "You are no match for me."

"Amitabha, the female donor is entangled in karma, but she doesn't know that if you put down the butcher knife, you will become a Buddha on the spot. The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore."

Seeing that her persuasion was ineffective, the woman stopped persuading him.

She stepped heavily on the ground and rushed towards the young monk.

The young monk lowered his head, and a light golden true qi suddenly burst out from his body.

Then, like a bell, he stood still, motionless.

The woman rushed to the front and suddenly stopped with an emergency brake.

A serious expression appeared on her face.

Then, she quickly retreated, as if she had seen something terrible.

But this was still a step too slow. (End of this chapter)