Chapter 283: Immortal Cultivation Conference (15)

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at the hay in his hand, "Okay, you kid really has a way, okay, little cub, don't regret it, you look at it, I lost it." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yuan's huge right hand was shrouded in white light, and he threw the hay out of the ring with all his might, only to see that the hay fell to the ring slowly and slowly less than two meters away from his hand.

When the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect saw Zhang Yuan like this, they were all angry, but the disciples of the Canglan Sect covered their mouths and snickered after seeing such a situation.

Zhang Yuan saw that he had exerted a lot of strength at this time, and the hay he threw out was only two meters away, and he was very annoyed; "No, I didn't use all my strength just now, this time it doesn't count, I'll do it again." As he spoke, Zhang Yuan leaned over and picked up the hay that he had thrown out just now.

Xu Qiang didn't stop Zhang Yuan when he saw this, and looked at him with a sneer, "Okay, if you are not satisfied, you can lose it again, when you are satisfied, when you will count." ”

Zhang Yuan's eyes widened after hearing this, and he glared at Xu Qiang fiercely: "Little cub, you will take care of it, I will lose it." This time is about the same as last time, still so far away, Zhang Yuan regretted it again at this time, and lost it several times in succession, it was still so far away, and finally looked at Xu Qiang with a pant of breath.

"I'm tired, you throw it, I'll see if you can lose as far as I lose? If you lose farther than me, I'll count you win." Zhang Yuan looked at Xu Qiang with disdain, and stalked his neck again.

Xu Qiang nodded happily after hearing this, and sneered in his heart: "Okay, talking counts, you look at it, you have to lose one so hard, look at me." As he spoke, Xu Qiang picked up a bundle of hay under his feet and looked at Zhang Yuan.

"I'm not bullying you, I'm a bundle, much heavier than a piece of hay of yours, you see. With that, Xu Qiang threw a bundle of hay in his hand out of the ring and ran far, far away.

Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded when he saw it, and looked at Xu Qiang in a daze: "Little cub, you are so strong?" I thought I was the most powerful in the world, but I didn't expect you to be stronger than me, but I don't accept it, I still have to compare." ”

After Xu Qiang heard this, he sneered even more in his heart, but he didn't expect him to compare, he could only smile and nodded: "Okay, then if you compare again, what if you lose?"

Zhang Yuan thought about it for a while, and patted his chest very firmly: "I'm losing, I'll admit defeat, what do you think?"

'Well, gentleman's word, the horse is hard to chase. Xu Qiang was waiting for his words, so he scratched his head again, walked off the ring again, brought out a large basin of dry sand by the river, and walked back to the ring leisurely.

Xu Qiang poured the sand into the middle of the ring, then walked down the ring again, caught a little ant under the ring, tied a hair on the little ant's leg, and then he walked back to the ring and put the little ant on top of a pile of dry sand.

Zhang Yuan looked at Xu Qiang again with a blank look: "Little cub, what are you going to do here?"

Xu Qiang pointed to the ants on the dry sand and looked at Zhang Yuan: "Aren't you very strong, can you kill this little ant with one punch?"

Zhang Yuan smiled proudly after hearing this: "Are you kidding me? Such a small ant, where can you stop me from punching, do you know that I can kill a wild bull with one punch." ”

Xu Qiang pretended to be very surprised and shouted: "Really, are you so powerful? Then let's change to a different one, this is not fun to fight ants, let's change it." Saying that, Xu Qiang was going to take away the sand, and he didn't plan to try this.

Zhang Yuan was reluctant at this time, he glared at him: "Little cub, you play badly, what do you change, and then change believe it or not, I will punch you to death, just come here." ”

After the people in the ring heard what Zhang Yuan said, they all laughed for a while, Zhang Yuan thought that he was doing the right thing by not letting him change, and he also laughed with the disciples in the audience, and after Liu Quan, the head of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, saw it, his face turned away: "Shame, before Zhang Yuan came to power, why didn't anyone remind him?"

Fang Tianqi's face was also green at this time, it was his own fault that things had to go like this, how could he have had his brains? Although Zhang Yuan's strength was about the same as Xu Qiang's, his brain was too unbright, and he was fooled again and again, he should have reminded him in the first place.

Xu Qiang saw that Zhang Yuan wanted to stop him, and he deliberately pretended to be very reluctant: "Okay, the rules are like this, you fight with all your might, as long as you kill this little ant, you win, how about I admit defeat on the spot?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan immediately smiled: "Then I will win, I will win, you just wait to admit defeat." ”

Xu Qiang smiled even more evilly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a big arc: "Then I'll fight first, I'll win if I kill this little ant." ”

Xu Qiang pretended to fight, but Zhang Yuan was a little anxious when he saw it, grabbed Xu Qiang's waist, and threw Xu Qiang a few hundred meters away with a flick of his hand: "Don't rob me, I'll fight first." He smirked as he spoke.

Zhang Yuan had already raised his fist at this time, and aimed at the little ant with his eyes, and shouted: "Die, little ant." Then I heard a bang, the whole ring was trembling, the dry sand was beaten and scattered, Zhang Yuan stood up after the fight, and a smirk appeared on his face.

Zhang Yuan looked at Xu Qiang, who walked back from a distance, very proud, and shouted: "Little cub, come and take a look, see that I killed the little ant." ”

After hearing this, Xu Qiang showed an expression of disbelief: "You really beat the little ant to death? I don't believe it, did you hit it? Really hit the little ant? I'm going to go to the autopsy." ”

After Xu Qiang finished speaking, he walked to the dry sand pile with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the dry sand carefully, he thought, if you can't hit, it's really hard to find, as long as you hit, then you can't run.

Both of them were staring at a fist-sized sand pit at this time, and after staring for a while, they saw that in this sand pit, there was sand wriggling, and under this grain of sand, a small ant shook its head and came out, and crawled little by little with a hair.

Xu Qiang lifted the little ant by his hair and shook it in front of Zhang Yuan's eyes: "You see that it seems to be alive, you didn't kill it." At this time, the little ant was still hanging in the air, and a few paws were kicking around, looking like a dragon and a tiger.

Zhang Yuan looked at this little ant jumping around, sat in the ring, and shouted in disbelief: "This is impossible, this is impossible, how can I not even beat an ant to death, no, I still have to fight." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan snatched the ant in Xu Qiang's hand and threw it on the dry sand, punched the ant twice, and then squatted down very unconvinced to carefully observe whether the ant was crawling out.