Come and don't be rude.

From the Book of Rites, Qu Li, Shang, it means that you should give a friendly response to the kindness you give to others, otherwise it is not etiquette.

This is a classic sentence that has been passed down for thousands of years to teach people to be kind and courteous.

But at this moment, seeing these seven big characters, Wei Yixiao only felt that his scalp was numb, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his back.

There is no doubt that these seven words are naturally left by Wei Bi.

But the most important thing is that he doesn't know when Wei Bi wrote these seven words on his back!

"Brother Wei, this ...... A few words, did you write them yourself?"

Although he knew that it was impossible, Zhang Zhong, the Iron Crown Daoist, still had a hint of illusion and asked dryly.

"How is that possible!"

Wei Yixiao smiled bitterly, his eyes full of frustration: "Even if I like this sentence again, I won't write it on my clothes and run around the world on my back." ”

"That'...... Are these seven words really left by Wei Gongzi?"

Peng Yingyu's face was incredulous.

You must know that this is Wei Yixiao, Wei Yixiao, who is alone in the world!

Who the hell was able to write on Wei Yixiao's back without him noticing?

It's incredible!

The master said with a solemn expression: "It seems that all of us have despised that Wei Gongzi, this person is not only profound, but also unparalleled in the world." ”

Wei smiled and nodded thoughtfully.

Ever since he had achieved great success, no one had ever been able to come within five feet of him without him noticing, but this Wei Bi had not only come to him five feet close, but also left a strange text on his back.

As soon as he thought of this, Wei Yixiao felt an indescribable absurdity, as if he was in a nightmare.

"This person's light skills, I'm afraid that he has already reached the legendary god realm of walking against the wind. ”

After a long time, Wei smiled and shook his head and sighed.

......

In fact, Wei Yixiao guessed wrong.

The light skills of Baizhu are of course clever, especially after learning the spiral nine shadows in the Nine Yin True Scripture, combined with the various changes of the gods, and the light skills are displayed, and the high-rise buildings are also on the ground.

But if he wanted to write on Wei Yixiao's back with light skills, and not be noticed, Baizhu really couldn't do it.

The reason why he was able to write on Wei Yixiao's back this time was actually a trick - he used the brush as a flying sword and used the sword technique to write on his back.

As for Baizhu himself, he was ten meters away from Wei Yixiao, and Wei Yixiao naturally wouldn't be aware of his existence.

......

After Wei Yixiao wrote the words on his back, Bai Shu returned to Guiyun Tower.

For the next two days, everything was uneventful.

Day 3.

The sky was slightly bright, and all the people in Lujiazhuang were excited, you squeezed me, I squeezed you, and rushed towards the martial arts ring on the shore of Dongting Lake.

In the ring, the beggars and the Mingjiao people were already in place.

On the side of the beggar gang, the ones who are about to enter the ring are the elders of the Gong Chuan, the law enforcement elders, the head of the stick and the head of the bowl, and the gang leader Shi Huolong.

On the side of Mingjiao, it is Peng Yingyu, the unspeakable master, Zhang Zhong and Wei Yixiao, the Iron Crown Daoist.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Seeing that the time was not early, someone rang a big gong vigorously.

Suddenly, the ring fell silent.

"Thank you to all the heroes for your support and watching this competition between the beggars and the Mingjiao. ”

A big man in a blue power suit said to the countless martial arts people in the arena: "I, Zhang Yulei of Dongting Lake, thanks to the beggars and Mingjiao, am the referee of this competition. ”

"Next, let me introduce the rules of this competition. ”

Zhang Yulei said loudly: "First of all, in this competition, both sides need to meet friends with martial arts, not to secretly kill people, let alone use hidden weapons. ”

"Secondly, this tournament is a best-of-five system, and whoever wins the first three rounds will be the winner...... The winner will have the property rights of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant. ”

"Third ......"

After a while, Zhang Yulei finished explaining some of the details of the competition, then took out a document and said, "Next, the two gangs please send someone to sign." ”

"Wait!"

At this moment, Peng Yingyu suddenly stood up and said.

"Master Peng, do you have anything to add?"

Zhang Yulei asked.

Peng Yingyu said: "This martial arts competition is an internal competition between our Mingjiao and the beggar gang, and the contestants should also be members of our two gangs, and the rest are not allowed to take the stage to help." ”

Hearing Peng Yingyu's words, Shi Huolong suddenly smiled, got up and said, "What Master Peng said is reasonable, this is a battle between our beggar gang and the Ming Sect, and it has nothing to do with others. ”

"Okay, since Gang Master Shi agrees, then let's sign it. ”

Seeing Shi Huolong agree, Peng Yingyu and the others of the Ming Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

What they are afraid of is only Baizhu, as long as Baizhu does not play, the rest of the beggar masters, they are not worried.

Immediately, Shi Huolong and Peng Yingyu each signed the paperwork.

Returning to his seat, Shi Huolong smiled and said to Bai Shu beside him: "Brother Wei, it seems that Mingjiao is very jealous of you." ”

He could naturally see that what Peng Yingyu said just now was actually aimed at Baizhu.

Baizhu bowed slightly, and secretly said that the words he left behind Wei Yixiao still worked.

While the two were talking, the Elder Chuangong who took the lead on behalf of the Beggar Gang, and the Master He who fought on behalf of the Ming Sect had already fought in the ring.

Before Shi Huolong's return, Elder Chuangong had always been the number one master of the beggar gang, with profound internal skills and exquisite palm skills.

Especially after Shi Huolong passed on his two more moves to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, the strength of the Elder Transmission Gong was even higher.

At this time, I played as the first place, and I didn't want to go first.

Similarly, as the first member of the battle here, it is impossible to say that the master's strength is also the strongest among the Mingjiao, especially the body method between tossing and turning, which can always make the attack of the Elder of the Gong Transmission fail.

"Good!"

"Good hand!"

"Good body!"

The two fought wonderfully on the field, and everyone in the audience did not hesitate to applaud, and the cheers were higher than one after another.

"Brother Wei, who do you think is more advantageous?"

Knowing that Baizhu's strength was much stronger than his own, Shi Huolong stared at the situation on the field and asked.

"At present, the strength of the two can be said to be equal,"

Bai Zhu groaned and said: "The advantage of the Elder of the Gong Transmission is that he is experienced and has profound skills, while the Master is good at the body and is in the prime of life...... If you fight for a long time, I'm afraid that the final winner will be the Mingjiao side. ”

Although the internal strength of the elders is more exquisite, if it drags on like this, after all, he is old and weak, and it is still impossible to say that the master will gradually gain the upper hand.

Shi Huolong nodded when he heard this, pressed down the anxiety in his heart, and continued to stare at the two people on the field.

Although it is said that this competition between the beggar gang and the Mingjiao is just to compete for the property rights of a small restaurant, which is not worth mentioning compared to the huge wealth of the two gangs, but the most important thing for people who walk the rivers and lakes martial arts is to have a face.

If the beggar gang loses in the ring this time, it will be as simple as losing a restaurant.

Shi Huolong knew these truths, and the elders naturally knew even more.

However, in the face of the first-class master of the Ming Sect, it was not easy for the Elder to defeat him for a while.

Half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, and the two had already fought for more than three hundred rounds.

After such a long period of consumption, a puff of white smoke had begun to rise above the head of the Elder Chuangong, and the hundred-knotted quail clothes on his body had gradually swelled, as if it was filled with cotton.

The same is true of the master on the other side, with a cloud above his head and sweat on his forehead.

"The two of them are fighting to the realm of internal strength. ”

"This is a lot more dangerous than a pure move. ”

"That's right, I didn't expect this first competition to be so exciting!"

"These two people are evenly matched, and it's really hard to say who wins and who loses. ”

Seeing that the movements of the two people on the field gradually slowed down, the audience talked about it.

Although the two had been fighting for more than half an hour, none of them were willing to look away, for fear of missing the wonderful moment.

Suddenly, everyone saw that the Elder of the Transmission Gong who was performing the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm was stumbling under his feet, and his body was a little unstable.

"It's broken, the beggars are going to lose!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was nervous.

After watching the battle for half an hour, they already knew how exquisite the Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms of the Elder Chuan Gong were, and when they saw him stumble at this time, they all realized that the Elder Chuan Gong was afraid that he had exhausted his strength.

Everyone on the field can see it, as a direct opponent, the master can see it clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the secret path finally waited until you made a mistake, and immediately he took a step with his right foot, and raised his palm is a move to split Huashan!

"Oops, not good!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Huolong, who was in the audience, nervously patted the arm of the chair, and his face was full of pity.

In his opinion, in this first game, the beggar gang is afraid that they are going to lose.

"Brother Shi, don't worry. ”

Just when Shi Huolong closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch, he heard the voice of Baizhu beside him.

"Huh?"

Hearing the ease in Baizhu's words, Shi Huolong's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly looked at the field again.

Immediately, he saw that the Elder of the Gong Transmission, who was originally at a disadvantage, actually took advantage of the opportunity to stumble under his feet and took advantage of the situation to take a trip to the ground, and thus avoided the blow that the master would not be able to hit.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Huolong was shocked to find that Elder Chuangong's right arm was slightly bent, his left arm was straight, and he was lying on the ground and used a trick "Flying Dragon in the Sky"!

As a master who has been fighting with the Elder Chuangong for a long time, he naturally recognized that this was a trick "Flying Dragon in the Sky", but in the same way, under the mindset, he didn't expect that this trick could still be used on the ground, and he didn't notice it for a while, he only felt that his right leg suddenly came from a sharp pain.

The power of the eighteen palms of the Dragon Descending Palm had already hit his leg.

"I can't say the master, I conceded it. ”

Standing up slowly from the ground, Elder Chuangong gasped and clenched his fists and said.

"It's me who loses. ”

Although the master's face was ugly, he still reluctantly hugged his fists.

Just as he turned around and was about to get out of the ring, he suddenly asked, "Elder Chuangong, dare to ask—did you fall down on purpose just now?"

"That's right. ”

Elder Chuangong smiled slightly: "The master's moves are strict, if it weren't for this, I really wouldn't have the certainty of defeating the master." ”

"Admire, admire. ”

Hearing the words of the Elder Chuangong, the master also showed a touch of admiration on his face, and he stepped down with his fists clenched.