As soon as these words came out, the others didn't react, and Mu Xiaotian was so frightened that he took three steps back.

Isn't it just a comparison of fist techniques? As for this harm?

Give him the entire South Fire Gate, and make him the master of the gate?

Are you kidding?

Is it okay for Lao Tzu to be only 17 years old? Is it okay to go to college?

Is it good to pick up a girl to marry a wife and have children?

Do you want to travel around the world and see the beautiful scenery of the world?

Lao Tzu is idle and panicked, so he will be the owner of the bullshit door!

Moreover, with a garbage force like Nanhuomen, if he really becomes the master of the door, what will he have to live in peace in the future?

For Mu Jiujun and others, Nanhuomen was one of the five major forces in the Great Xia Kingdom, with countless wealth and powerful human resources, and he instantly became one of the most important figures in the world.

Therefore, when they heard that Nantian actually took Nanhuomen as a bet, Mu Jiujun and Mu Xiaoge were not calm at all.

Mu Jiujun's heart was surging, no one hoped that Mu Xiaotian could win this gamble more than him!

If he can really win it, it will be infinitely close to him realizing that dream.

For this dream, he has struggled for 20 years, but it is still far from that dream, and he may not be able to realize it in his lifetime.

Promise him!

Mu Jiujun shouted frantically in his heart.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Mu Xiaotian, who is arrogant in the eyes of outsiders, is so arrogant in the eyes of Mu Jiujun. It's normal to be so arrogant.

He said to teach Nantian to box, then he can really teach him to box, just now he and Mu Xiaoge can see clearly, how Mu Xiaotian solved ten eightfold beasts in two minutes, that boxing method is really earth-shattering.

One punch went out, killing the eight strange beasts almost at the same time.

This kind of miraculous boxing method can naturally teach Nantian to fight.

"What is he doing taking a few steps back?"

Mu Xiaoge observed carefully, and saw that Mu Xiaotian did not have the slightest surprise on his face, but took three steps back with fear on his face, and really felt that this little man was too incomprehensible.

Was he afraid?

"Are you afraid?"

Nantian was a little confused. What are you afraid of sending you to the South Fire Gate? Do you know how many killers from the Boundless City have found to kill him in order to seek the South Fire Gate?

Since he took over Nanhuomen forty years ago, there have been at least 1,300 assassinations, and those who can be investigated include those behind the scenes.

There are also those of the Sun Country, the Mei Country, and the Eagle Country, and these countries also hung prizes on the Heaven Net to assassinate him.

Paradise.com is a website where killers take on missions, which is open to the world, similar to Mercenary.com, which means a website that sends people to heaven.

The ultimate goal is to take away the South Fire Gate, of course, in fact, it is for this secret realm, for the marrow washing pool and the ice and fire platform.

If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have grown grass by now.

But the young man in front of him seemed to be afraid that he would send the South Fire Gate to him.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked again.

Mu Xiaotian waved his hand: "Old man, don't you use such a garbage thing to make a bet at every turn, okay? Can you be pure? It's better than a fist, why are you pulling so many things?"

Nantian's heart was like being stabbed by a sword, and it was bloody.

Lao Tzu's Nanhuo Gate turned out to be garbage in the eyes of this kid?

Mu Xiaotian said again: "The conditions remain the same, if you want to improve, I will teach you a few real southern fists, if you don't want to improve, forget it." You're losing now anyway, aren't you?"

Nantian thought about it, if he counted the kick he was kicked just now, he seemed to have really lost.

His attack was ineffective, and when he attacked again, he was dodged by the opponent and kicked back. Speaking of which, he really lost.

Descending to the peak of the physical training realm or losing!!

"Hehe, the real Southern Fist?!"

Nantian laughed angrily. Is it so arrogant to say that the real Southern Quan is said in front of the inheritors of Nanquan? Or are the ignorant fearless?

He was full of momentum, and stood there like an ordinary little old man.

"Come, let the old man see the real Nanquan!" Nantian put on a posture of balanced offense and defense, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Mu Xiaotian shook his head, stopped talking nonsense, and walked slowly towards the old man, just like wandering around the street, and even inserting his hands into his trouser pockets, with him playing barefoot, it really looked like he was wandering in the ice and snow.

When he walked to the old man's side, he looked sideways at the old man, grinned, laughed and laughed, and suddenly punched the old man's side face.

Nantian just wanted to fight back, but then his face changed drastically.

It felt like the shadows of the fists in the sky were enveloping him entirely.

No matter where you retreat, you will be hit, and if you advance, you will die, and if you retreat, you will die!

Because both sides didn't use their strength, there would be no pain even if they hit, but for a master of Nanquan like Nantian, what is important is the weirdness of the moves and the comprehensiveness of the attack.

Nantian didn't dare to underestimate it anymore, he raised his arms and blocked it, just wanted to fight back, but he heard a continuous sound of puff puff, puff puff and puff, and all the vital parts of his body were hit by fists, his throat, heart and mouth were hit three times in a row, three times in each temple, and there was even a pain in the lower genitals......

At that moment, Nantian felt that he was already cold, if it was on the real battlefield, he would have died ten times and eight times by now!!

And he didn't even have a chance to fight back!!

How so?

"You've died thirteen times. ”

A faint voice came from Nantian's ears, with a little tender sound, and the childishness was not taken off.

Nantian stood there dumbfounded, looking at the boy in disbelief.

Mu Jiujun stood there stupidly, looking at his own son.

Mu Xiaoge was demented and stood there, looking at his distant nephew.

It's so handsome!

It's so MEN!

"What is the essence of Nanquan?"

Just when a few people were demented, Mu Xiaotian's voice came again.

He stood in front of Nantian and stretched out a finger to point to the sky: "Be flexible, hit the vital point!!"

A finger followed and came together.

"What about you?"

He is like an elder training a junior.

Finger pointed at Nantian's nose: "Rigid!!When you come up, you put on a posture of balancing offense and defense! You are telling the other party that you are ready, come on! When you are a woman in the green building lying on the bed waiting for a man? pedantic!!"

Cold sweat poured down Nantian's back.

It's careless, no, it's not careless, it's that this kid is too evil.

Mu Xiaotian tilted his head and looked at Nantian who was unconvinced, and sneered: "Do you care what method I use to kill you? Do I have to ask for your consent to kill you? Have you asked your parents? Make a report for your approval and approval? Do you want to make another propaganda poster? If you are not convinced, will you come again!!"

Nantian's old face was burning hot, and the eighty-seven-year-old man was scolded by a young man for the first time and didn't dare to fight back.

Fuck, come again!!

"Let you attack first this time!" Mu Xiaotian was extremely arrogant and sneered.

At this time, he really regarded Nantian as his little junior. After all, he is more than 500 years old, and this little old man is only in his eighties.

The two regained their distance.

This time, Nantian did not pose any offensive and defensive postures, but directly attacked and displayed the essence of Nanquan.

Mu Jiujun and Mu Xiaoge in the audience looked at each other, I don't know what the hell this Nantian is doing?

Because he didn't seem to have the intention of attacking Mu Xiaotian, he just played tricks there.

"That's not right!"

Mu Jiujun looked at it for a while before he saw what the problem was.

It turned out that the distance between the two was about one meter, and they could reach out and touch each other.

Nantian opened and closed Nanquan, with extraordinary momentum, pressing step by step.

However, Mu Xiaotian put his hands behind his back, but his steps kept retreating with strange steps, but the distance of retreat seemed to be the same as Nantian's attack distance, and he always kept the same distance unchanged! !

This step seems simple, but it is very exquisite Mu Xiaotian's eyesight and skill, it is too difficult and too difficult.

Finally, by the time Nantian played the whole set of Nan Boxing, he was already out of breath, and his face was pale and bloodless.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly a fist appeared on the door, boom.

Nantian fell on the ice and fire platform, lying on his back, his chest rising and falling, staring blankly at the roof of the cave, letting the blood from his nose flow endlessly.

What a shame!!

He never imagined that one day he would be knocked to the ground by a teenager with a punch, like beating a disobedient mad dog.

Yes, that's how the boy scolded him.

"Look at the way you attacked just now, what's the difference between you and a mad dog? Are you embarrassed to say that you are the master of Nanquan?! Are you embarrassed to say that you are the master of Nanhuomen? I think if Nanba Tianzhong comes back to life, he will be angry with you again!

After the young man knocked him down, he scolded him like this.

Then the boy was very reluctant to inspect the marrow washing pool, saying that he would choose the two best ones and bring his sister to soak tomorrow.

Essence?

Nanquan pays attention to flexible attacks, balanced offense and defense, attacking like ten thousand arrows, defending like a hundred shields, waiting for the opportunity to move, one hit will kill!!

Nantian read it over and over again in a daze, while thinking about every aspect of his fight with the boy......

"Auntie...... What do you think of this?" Mu Xiaotian took Mu Xiaoge and Mu Jiujun at this time to confirm that they would come to the marrow washing pool tomorrow.

"Don't call Aunt Xiao, call Sister Xiaoge!" Mu Xiaoge simply took off the mask, revealing the face of the fascinated man. Snow white like fat, picturesque eyebrows, and looks like a mother or two.

Mu Jiujun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I think these two pools have the strongest aura, so let's just them." Mu Jiujun pointed to the two connected pools in front of him.

The pool is not the largest, but it is in the very center, and it is about a meter higher than the others, and the rising aura almost turns into raindrops.

After walking around, I felt that the aura was particularly rich when I came to these two pools.

"Okay, let's go, find the old man and ask for 10,000 taels of gold, hahaha......"

Mu Xiaotian laughed proudly, because he saw the old man bowing respectfully to him on the ice and fire platform, and knew that this little old man had finally realized the essence of Nanquan.

In the lobby on the first floor.

The ghost personally made tea for everyone, the tea was overflowing, and the fragrance was refreshing.

"Here are 30,000 taels of gold, little brother, you take it, there are seven positions here, since the little brother has repeatedly refused to be the disciple of the old man, he is not willing to take over Nanhuomen, but these seven positions have a lot of commissions every year, since the little brother needs gold, it is better to work part-time for any one or two, and it is also a subsidy for the family, isn't it? ”

On the coffee table, there are seven red invitations, seven two-finger waist cards, which say that XX is invited to serve as the deputy head of Nanhuo Gate, with an annual salary of 300,000 taels of gold, and XX is invited to serve as the vice president of Nanhuo Academy and the head of the cultivation department, with an annual salary of 280,000 taels of gold......

Everything is written, and it's time to fill in the name.

Mu Xiaotian's eyes widened as he watched, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.

I feel that the seven positions in front of me are seven dishes, and after eating more than 100,000 taels to 300,000 taels of gold every year, it is simply too profitable!

"Isn't it just to find a decent job after graduating from college? Decent and well-paid, little brother, I can even let you choose three positions, any three, you will be famous, when there is something, I will trouble you to deal with it, the rest of the time, you are free to control, do not use here to work. ”

Mu Jiujun and Mu Xiaoge swallowed their saliva.

Fuck, they fought desperately against the beasts, and they only earned a thousand taels of gold a year.

This kid casually just graduated from high school, and he was able to conquer the master of the Southern Fire Gate, and let him choose three positions that only took money and did not work.

The gap between this person and people is too big, right?

At this moment, Mu Jiujun was a little impulsive, and there were three positions that he could hold, one was the position of deputy director of the security department of Nanhuomen, with an annual salary of 190,000 taels of gold. One is the deputy director of the security department of Nanhuo Academy, with an annual salary of 210,000 taels of gold, and the other is the deputy director of the supervision department of Nanhuomen, with an annual salary of 230,000 taels of gold.

Mu Xiaotian thought about it, stretched out his hand and took away the three invitations, which were the three that Mu Jiujun fancied, and Mu Jiujun's heart suddenly turned cold.

"These three are suitable for my dad, dad, you take it, these three are up to you. ”

Mu Jiujun's hand suddenly had three more posts and three waist cards, and his heart was suddenly excited.

Nantian looked up to the sky and laughed.

This kid is really funny.

It's too much appetite for him, and I have to tie him to the carriage of Nanhuomen anyway!

Mu Xiaotian picked out two more invitations and handed them to Mu Xiaoge: "Auntie, these two are quite suitable for you, take them, I won't be there in the future, you can help me take care of it." ”

Mu Xiaoge was shocked, and looked at Mu Xiaotian in surprise.

Instructor of the freshman department of Nanhuo Academy, full-time teaching of Nanquan and martial arts, with an annual salary of 200,000 taels of gold.

The deputy head of the Nanhuo Mercenary Regiment, cooperating with the deputy head Nan Mingyue to carry out medical work, with an annual salary of 200,000 taels plus a task commission.

In fact, she also likes these two positions.

Mu Xiaotian swept the remaining two invitations: "If no one wants the rest, give it all to me, old man, what you said, if you don't use it to work, you will deal with it when you have something." You know, I'm going to college. ”

"Technical secondary school. Red Rooster School, I'll put you in touch. Mu Jiujun hurriedly made a statement.

Mu Xiaotian glared at his father.

Nantian laughed: "Okay, old man, thank you three, we will be people on the same boat in the future, ghost, wine!!"

Nantian was happy, and tied these three elites to the big car of Nanhuomen with seven positions, especially with Mu Xiaotian's joining, not drinking was not enough to express his excitement.