Chapter 1209: Ten Fist Boy
Judging from Luo Yang's calm and relaxed expression, he seemed to be calm.
On the other hand, the playboy saw that his face was getting more and more ugly.
After all, the ten punches that were said to be good, now five punches have been used, and there are only five punches left.
For a moment, the playboy wanted to give up.
But he is an elder, and Luo Yang is a junior.
If Luo Yang proposes to stop fighting, no one will laugh.
The problem is that Luo Yang can't do that.
has already accepted five punches, and there are still five punches left, looking at Luo Yang's calm appearance, he knows that he will insist on taking the last five punches.
The playboy thought like this: three more punches, and if he still misses, find a way to let Luo Yang end the fight.
The five punches I fought before, those were all with seven successful forces.
Playboy thinks maybe it's too slow.
So he increased his skill to ninety percent, and now he didn't think about whether he would kill Luo Yang, but wanted to hit Luo Yang.
As long as he hits, he will be considered a winner, and he will be able to let Luo Yang drill his crotch.
Drink! Drink!
Drinking three times in a row, the playboy is about to use all his strength.
Hearing the thumping of the fist, you know that the playboy is serious.
Just when Hua Xiyi and Aunt Thirteen were about to come to the rescue, they saw Luo Yang's figure move again.
The three afterimages were shaking, and when the playboy finished fighting, there was still no punch.
Wow!
The audience burst into exclamations.
At this point, the playboy blushed, shocked, angry and anxious.
There are two punches left!
I didn't hit eight punches, but I can hit two punches?
Playboy has no bottom in his heart.
The other party still has his eyes closed, and if it is passed out, it will be even more embarrassing.
In a hurry, the playboy wanted to take the initiative to end the exchange.
But the thought that if he said it, it would provoke more jokes, and the playboy held back.
If you want to save face, there is only one way: to scare Luo Yang and make him give up the competition.
The corners of his mouth raised, and the playboy pretended to be very disdainful, and said coldly: "You're quite calm! The previous eight punches were just to test you, and it turns out that you also know a little kung fu!"
In this kind of words, it is difficult for people like the two elders of the Bloody Demon Sect to be worse than Playboy in terms of skill and strength, and it is difficult to judge whether it is true or false.
But for Hua Xiyi and Aunt Thirteen, as soon as they heard it, they knew that the playboy was looking for the bottom of the stairs.
The previous playboy's look of humiliating Luo Yang, Hua Xiyi and Aunt Thirteen couldn't stand it.
"There are two punches, let's fight!" Luo Yang urged with his eyes closed.
As a result, the playboy laughed, and looked at him, as if he had thought of something very interesting.
After laughing, the playboy said coldly: "To tell you the truth, Lao Tzu just wants to see how your courage is, not to cripple you!"
He smiled again and continued: "If Lao Tzu wanted to cripple you, you would have fallen to the ground a long time ago. Lao Tzu spared you for the sake of your godsister smiling and smiling. ”
By the way, these words brought a face.
The problem is that Hua Xiyi does not receive this fake favor.
"Hehe, you can just punch my brother twice!" Hua Xianyi sneered.
Hearing this, the playboy secretly complained.
If the flower strikes Icon to sell face, then the playboy will easily find the bottom of the stairs.
Now Hua Xian Yi Xian doesn't want to ask the playboy for a favor.
"Xiaoxiao girl, Lao Tzu's strength, you don't know it. If Lao Tzu really beats your brother, you will only have one way to die! Lao Tzu sees the overall situation as the priority, as long as your brother says sorry to me, I will let him go. Playboy said.
This time, Luo Yang said it first.
"You've hit all eight punches, and there's two punches left, what else do you have to say. If you want to kill me, show your strength, I'm afraid you don't have that ability. Luo Yang said coldly.
A remark brought the playboy's anger to the fullest.
"Don't save face, then don't blame Lao Tzu for being a killer!" the playboy frightened.
He also said that Hua Xiyi or Aunt Thirteen would come forward to dissuade him, so he would push the boat down the river and find a step down.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he didn't see anyone trying to stand up and speak.
The playboy had no choice but to say: "Lao Tzu asked you one last time, do you want to die or do you want to live? If you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you! If you want to live, Lao Tzu will also fulfill you! Everything depends on what you think." Don't say Lao Tzu doesn't remind you. Once Lao Tzu gets annoyed, it will be easy to kill you. ”
If it weren't for the playboy being too exciting, Luo Yang would have given him a step.
Whether it is in Hong Jiaxin's matter or on the issue of blood, the playboy always wants to find Luo Yang's ballast.
This annoyed Luo Yang.
Now the two are incompatible, and there is no way out for each other.
Unless Luo Yang is willing to beg for mercy in a low voice, the playboy can save face.
How could Luo Yang be willing to do that?
Without a hint of the arrogance of the playboy, Luo Yang was unhappy.
If there is a chance, Luo Yang will not give up.
Hearing the playboy pretending to be scary, Luo Yang sneered: "Everyone knows that you only have two punches left, are you afraid of losing? If you don't want to gamble, then you kneel down and call me a hundred Dad, and I'll spare you. ”
As soon as he heard this, the playboy was so angry that his face turned red.
"Don't know what to do!" Don't blame Lao Tzu for not giving face!" said the playboy angrily.
But he wasn't sure he could hit Luo Yang.
In other words, if you do it, the second punch is just a blink of an eye.
If you don't hit, you have to keep your promise.
If you lose, please eat, that's a trivial matter.
just wants to drill through the crotch, and you have to call Luo Yang to be your father.
Who wants to make such a promise easily?
Seeing that Luo Yang couldn't be scared, the playboy was even more anxious.
Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
After living for so many years, it is the first time that Playboy has encountered such an embarrassing thing.
If you say you are afraid, you don't.
After all, Playboy's strength is no worse than Luo Yang.
If the two of them fight with their lives, they may not be 100% sure that they will eat each other.
At this time, there were just so many onlookers, and the playboy made a promise in public.
Once you lose, keep your promises, and throw all your old faces to Mars.
Fool me, it doesn't necessarily get any better.
In either case, if it gets out, it will greatly reduce the face of the playboy.
As the saying goes: a tree lives a skin, and a person lives a face.
If the face is gone, it will be difficult for ordinary people to live easily.
Of course, people who are thick-skinned over the city walls, that doesn't matter.
The status of a playboy does not allow him to break his word, especially in front of so many people.
If you insist on losing your trust to others, it will also cause great damage to the reputation of the Eight Immortals Hall.
At the moment, the playboy is riding a tiger.
After scaring Luo Yang, it had no effect, so I only had to say it in front of Hua Xiyi at the end.
If Hua Xianyi looks at the friendship between the Eight Immortals Hall and the Jiuyang Palace, maybe he will also open up the net and let the playboy go down the steps.
He cleared his throat and turned to face Hua Xiyi.
"Xiaoxiao girl, your Jiuyang Hall and my Eight Immortal Hall are world friends, and everyone is their own people. Think about it, if I kill your godbrother, do you think I won't be sad? Lao Tzu is a person who puts the overall situation first and doesn't want to do anything that harms everyone's interests?
The last sentence is to use the voices of everyone to find a step down.