Yang Baokun, the head of the Yang family of the Nine Dragons family of the Hunting Gate, is the first person in the Nine Dragons family to cultivate power.

He stood up and walked onto the stage, looked calm in front of Lin Shuo, clenched his fists and said, "Chief leader, Yang has offended." ”

At this moment, on the stage, the nine protectors of the Yun family have stepped down under the leadership of Bai Jingluo.

The ring has been cleared, and there are only Lin Shuo and Yang Baokun on the stage.

Lin Shuo returned the salute with his fists and looked at the Yang family master in front of him.

This person is in his forties, and he does not look good-looking, and he is a little yellow and thin.

The height is a little more than 1.7 meters, and the weight will not exceed 70 kilograms according to his body.

The hands on the whole body look extraordinary and large.

Hugging his fists in front of him is like a large casserole.

Lin Shuo himself has a pair of big hands, but according to his visual inspection, this Yang Baokun's hand is one size bigger than himself.

But it is useless to have a bare hand, just such a person, on behalf of the Hunter Gate Kowloon Family, to weigh the weight of Lin Shuo, the general leader, which makes Lin Shuo a little disappointed.

Because such an opponent has neither the sensational effect of fame nor the visual effect brought by the body.

The Nine Dragons family of the Hunting Gate is not well-known even within the Hunting Gate, and it is rarely heard of outside the Hunting Gate.

These are actually nine hidden families, whose only duty is to monitor the beast xenomorphs, and never participate in the hunting or even any activities in the door.

Compared with beating the nine protectors of the Yun family, beating this Yang Baokun actually can't achieve the effect of Liwei.

But this does not mean that Lin Shuo will despise this Yang Baokun at this time.

The real person with the best cultivation strength can't see the clue in terms of body size.

For example, he and his own old man, from the outside, are ordinary people, and they are even a little thin.

On the contrary, like Wei Xingshan, it looks like that, but after all, it is useless in the silver-like wax gun head.

"Dare to ask the leader, are we fighting with blades or fighting fists and feet?" asked Yang Baokun.

"Listen to me. Lin Shuo replied.

"Then let's compare the ability of the blade?"

"Good. ”

As soon as Lin Shuo's words fell, Yang Baokun turned around and said to the viewing platform on the left: "Take my blade." ”

Yang Baokun's seat on the viewing platform is currently empty, and behind this seat are eight big men, all of whom are five big and three thick.

At this moment, these eight people hugged their fists and took their orders, and then turned around and left.

Yang Baokun looked apologetic: "The boss of the labor is waiting for a while." ”

Lin Shuo nodded.

Wait.

The two people on the stage were stunned, and the more than a thousand people in the audience were also waiting, and the scene suddenly became cold.

Yang Baokun took out a dry tobacco stick from his waist, lit it, and squatted on the ground, and smoked it.

Lin Shuo saw this situation and estimated that he would not be able to get this blade for a while and a half, so he touched his body and found that he didn't bring any cigarettes today.

Fortunately, the second apprentice Zhou Lingshi was still a visionary, so he hurriedly ran to the stage, gave the master a cigarette, and moved a chair by the way.

Lin Shuo then sat down, his right leg folded on his left leg, his left hand was on his right knee, his right hand was holding a cigarette between two fingers, his lower body was crossed by Erlang's legs, and his upper body was sitting straight, smoking a cigarette.

Both of them on the stage smoked, and naturally the audience was not polite, and for a while, the entire Su family's barn was full of smoke.

It's past lunch, and the things on stage are not over yet, everyone is smoking a cigarette and hungry.

Of course, it's not just smoking, but who is going to do it with the head of the hunting gate on the stage, and it will start to spread at this time.

What's going on with the Nine Dragons family, what's going on with the Nine Dragons, what rights did the Nine Dragons have back then, and what are their responsibilities now.

What is the origin of this Yang Baokun, and how much ability he has.

All kinds of gossip are circulating among the more than 1,000 people present at this moment.

These gossips are naturally true and false, anyway, they are idle at this time, everyone is true and believes what is false, and what people say is what they say.

For a while, there was a commotion in the audience, and the voices were boiling.

But after a while, the noisy discussion was suppressed by a voice outside the field.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

This movement sounds like a trumpet.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the sound, and saw that the eight strong men of the Yang family, sweating profusely at this time, were carrying something into the venue.

Lin Shuo took a dozen eyes and saw clearly.

It's a stick.

There is a difference between a stick and a stick, the stick is the same thickness as two ends, and the stick is thick at one end and thin at the end.

At this moment, the stick on the shoulders of the eight strong men is more than three meters long, and the thin end of the bowl is so thick, and the thick end is about the same as a basin.

The material can't be seen for the time being, but this weight is definitely not light.

These eight big men walked like eight old ladies with small feet, pounding small steps.

On the one hand, there are eight people carrying a stick more than three meters long, posing in a long snake formation, the distance between the front and rear is limited, and it is easy to step on the heel of the person in front of him.

On the other hand, the weight on his shoulders is pressing, and it seems that he really can't take a step.

This stick came up from the road that Lin Shuo had entered before, and it passed directly through the whole field.

The eight strong men shouted trumpets in their mouths, took broken steps under their feet, sweated profusely on their heads, their muscles were as tense as iron, and their waists and hips were still trembling slightly.

The more than 1,000 people who had been making a lot of noise were all quiet now.

The audience was silent, and they all watched the stick slowly move towards the ring.

As a result, there was a small accident.

The strong man who walked at the back had the thickest rod on his shoulders and the heaviest weight.

Carried to a position about five meters close to the ring, the man couldn't bear it, and when he stumbled under his feet, he threw it there.

As soon as this man fell, there was no support under the heaviest end of the stick, and the whole center of gravity shifted back.

So the other seven strong men couldn't stop it, and they all took a few steps back.

Yang Baokun was originally squatting and smoking on the stage, but when he saw this situation, his expression was tense, and he quickly stood up, and reminded him: "Don't let go yet!"

The seven men were obedient and quickly let go.

So this stick slid down the shoulder of the last man of the seven, and directly on the field, a pillar of optimism, with the big head down and the small head up, just stood like this.

As soon as this stick stood like this, the concrete floor under it was sparsely rotten, and the cobweb-like cracks were sticking out far away.

At the moment, the closest to this stick are some of the heads of the Seven Inch Families of the Hunting Gate.

He Yongchang and Jin Wenlan are also among them.

He Yongchang was sitting on the edge of the aisle, compared to several heads of the other seven-inch families, Lao He was alone, and there was no one standing behind the chair.

He was originally a person who didn't have much of a fight, but when he looked at the situation at this moment, the eight strong men seemed to have nothing to do except for the loss of strength.

And this stick was not a few steps away from the stage, so He Yongchang wanted to help and handed the stick to the stage.

He Yongchang's face is like a heavy jujube, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he stands up like an iron tower.

As the head of the He family, this person has a strange appearance, and he has long been famous in the hunting gate.

When everyone saw that he had stood up, all those who had wanted to go up and help sat down.

Although this stick seems to be not light, everyone thinks that with He Yongchang's ability, this is not a problem.

He's alone, it's enough.

He Yongchang himself thinks so, and feels that with his own strength, if he wants to pick up this stick and hand it to the stage, it must be a matter of holding the stick in his hand and raising his arm.

Yang Baokun on the stage was originally going to go down to get the stick in person, but when he saw He Yongchang standing up, this person's footsteps stopped.

With a shallow smile on his face, he continued to smoke a dry cigarette.

Lin Shuo saw all this in his eyes, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and then dusted the cigarette ash of his robe with his hand, and said lightly: "Yongchang, don't make jokes. ”

He can naturally see that this stick is not trivial, if He Yongchang has half a contempt and can't pick it up, it will become a laughing stock on the field.

This is not good for him to nominate the He family to become a nine-inch threshold family.

He Yongchang didn't take it seriously in his heart, and was about to reach out and lift the stick up, when he heard Lin Shuo's reminder on the stage, his hand stopped, and his face became solemn.

He Yongchang was not stupid, and knew that Lin Shuo was reminding him.

The head of the He family looked at the stick again, as if he was thinking about how to get it up with confidence.

After two or three seconds, He Yongchang made up his mind, took a deep breath, and then leaned forward.

He first leaned on the rod with his whole body, grabbed the upper end with both hands, and then parted his waist and hips, and carried the rod directly.

This posture is actually not very good-looking.

But at this moment, He Yongchang knew that there was nothing wrong with being careful, and he used the safest method.

As soon as the weight was pressed on his body, He Yongchang's face immediately changed drastically!

There were more than 1,000 good people in the audience, and they could only hear the sound of a series of bone joints exploding on the head of the He family!

That movement is almost in time for the fireworks when the store opened.

But although he was a little embarrassed, He Yongchang finally carried this stick.

He adjusted the position of the stick on his shoulder slightly, held it steadily, and walked forward step by step.

From where he was standing to the ring, it was actually only about five meters.

If it was according to normal times, He Yongchang would have taken two steps, but now the five meters away from him had taken eight steps.

Each step weighs more than a thousand pounds.

The more than 1,000 people in the hunting gate around him all stretched their necks to watch the movement here.

When you see this, you understand.

The weight of this stick should be far beyond their previous expectations.

He Yongchang is famous for his innate divine power, and it is so difficult to carry this stick, if it is replaced by someone else, he may not be able to show how big the ocean looks.

Then the owner of this stick, Yang Baokun, who is currently on the stage and is about to fight with Lin Shuo, is even more unfathomable.

The chief boss is hanging this time!

And in the ring right now, Lin Shuo is sitting in the middle of the ring.

Yang Baokun stood on the left side of the ring, near the viewing platform.

He Yongchang came from the right path, walked down a few steps, and walked to Lin Shuo.

This ring is more than one meter high, Lin Shuo looked at He Yongchang's expression, this man was obviously in trouble on his face.

Carrying this stick and walking a few steps, He Yongchang can barely endure it, but if he goes up to this meter-high platform, it seems that it will be difficult.

Lin Shuo didn't think much about it, got up and took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed the head of the stick, and slipped over.

Then take advantage of the situation, with the small head down and the big head up, directly in the palm of the hand.

The big stick, which is more than three meters high, is being held by Lin Shuo with one hand at this moment, standing up high.

As soon as the weight of the stick was in his hands, Lin Shuo nodded.

It's okay, that's the weight of two chasing masters.

Lin Shuo was estimating, and he could only hear the sound of chairs moving under the stage, and everyone stood up!

The audience applauded thunderously and applauded:

"What a miracle!"

"He is worthy of being the head of our hunting gate!"

"Good! great!"

"The chief is mighty!"

This movement startled Lin Shuo, and the stick in his hand almost fell off.

The weight of this stick is not light, for Lin Shuo, the difficulty of holding it in the palm of his hand is not the weight, but the difficulty of his own center of gravity.

My own weight, after all, is still limited.

With such a large weight on one side of the body, you have to stretch out half a meter away, you have to hold the footwork of the Lin family under your feet, and you have to work hard all over your body to hold the center of gravity.

was shocked by the applause from the audience, and was distracted, this focus is to say no, no.

In order to avoid making a fool of himself, Lin Shuo hurriedly shouted: "Yang family master, go on." ”

Before the words fell, Lin Shuo's steps changed, letting the stick in his hand hang down, and then he raised his hand to push, and the big stick in his hand that was more than three meters long flew out!

Yang Baokun here, watching Lin Shuo show such a hand, was stunned.

As soon as he saw that his stick was flying over, the head of the Yang family hurriedly threw away the dry tobacco stick in his hand, and subconsciously took it with both hands.

This stick is Yang Baokun's weapon, but the use of this weapon requires skill.

Pay attention to the situation, follow the trend, stand still, eat the center of gravity, hold it with a pair of big hands, and let this stick circle around your body.

Four or two dials a thousand pounds, so that it is a coincidence.

If you play like this, then this Yang Baokun is an expert, and this trick is called "Black Dragon Entanglement", which is the ancestral skill of their Yang family.

But if it is against the weight of the stick, Yang Baokun is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms after all.

This stick weighs more than 3,000 catties, less than 4,000 catties.

Coupled with the weight of Lin Shuo's throw, as soon as this stick entered Yang Baokun's hand, it seemed too affectionate with the master.

Yang Baokun even got out of the ring with a stick, and after getting out of the ring, he was castrated, and he was directly driven to the viewing platform by the stick.

The man smashed on the viewing platform, and the stick hit the chest.

The castration stopped, but the person passed out.

Lin Shuo was stunned.

This fight, it seems to be over?

He turned around and clasped his fists at the people under the stage:

"Guys, why don't we eat first?"

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