"Remember the teachings of the real people. He folded his hands and turned to go downstairs after saluting.

Seeing off the fate, Nanfeng stood up and went to the fourth floor, Yuwen Yong and others saw that Nanfeng was coming, and hurriedly left their seats and got up.

Nanfeng Chong raised his hand to the three of them, moved to the window, condensed the big drum side, and then turned into a red-headed mallet, "The three sons of heaven supervise the decision, master the gong and drum, the drum sounds, the fighting method begins, the gong sounds, and the fighting method ends." ”

The three of them looked at each other when they heard this, but they didn't take the gavel.

After hesitating, Yu Wenyong asked, "May I ask the real person, when will the gong be sounded and when will the drum be beaten?"

"In the first battle, the bye beat the drum. The losing side beats the drum in a decisive battle. Nanfeng explained casually.

Seeing that Nanfeng had been holding the mallet, Gao Yang felt that something was wrong, so he reached out and took the drumstick, "Where is the gong?"

The south wind condensed and hung the gong on one side, turned around and went downstairs.

Gao Yang grinned and watched Nanfeng go downstairs, and after he went downstairs, he handed the drumstick to Yu Wenyong, Yu Wenyong shook his head and didn't answer, and handed it to Chen Baxian, Chen Baxian didn't answer, Gao Yang had no choice but to hold it in his hand.

Nanfeng returned to the third floor, untied the sword at his waist, and rested it on the table, this thing is majestic and beautiful to wear, but it sways from side to side when walking, which is inconvenient.

"What are the odds?" the fat man leaned behind Nanfeng and asked nervously.

"The shorter the first battle, the greater the victory. Nanfeng looked ahead, and at this time, the bald man sent by the Heavenly Realm had already entered and stood still, and Xi Yuan was walking from the overpass to the middle of the field.

Seeing that the fat man was still nagging, Changle stretched out his hand and dragged it back, "It is said that knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles, the longer the first battle takes, the more people selected by the underworld will understand the number of martial arts that cherish fate. ”

The fat man nodded, when he understood, but immediately there was a new question, "If the little nun wins the first battle, will there be any time to breathe?"

Changle didn't answer, because he didn't know many of the details agreed upon by the two sides of the battle this time.

Seeing Changle looking at Nanfeng, the fat man went to ask Nanfeng again, "If the little nun wins, will she play the second game immediately, or will she rest and fight again." ”

"Immediately," said the south wind, "but if a person who has participated in the battle is wounded, both sides can send men to heal him before the battle is fought again." ”

"I'll go and ask Uncle Wang to prepare. "The fat man wants to go downstairs.

"No," Nanfeng called out to him, "I'll do it myself." ”

The fat man turned his head puzzled, and Nanfeng explained, "The bye in the first battle is indeed very advantageous, but for the sake of fairness, I agreed with them that if the person who won the first battle is injured, both sides can send someone to heal him. ”

"Can you also take the opportunity to replenish their aura?" the fat man asked.

Nanfeng nodded, "Yes, this will ensure that the winner of the first battle will not get tired of fighting again." ”

The fat man was relieved when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he thought that this kind of agreement was not only beneficial to himself, if the first battle was a person selected by the Heavenly Realm and the underworld, he could also replenish his aura after the war.

"Does she know this detail?" Zhuge Chanjuan raised her hand and pointed forward, at this time, Xiyuan had already walked to the end of the overpass and stepped on the fighting platform.

"Yes, those who may be in the war know. Nanfeng said.

Hearing Nanfeng's words, everyone's expressions became more and more solemn, this agreement not only reflects fairness, but also makes the people participating in the battle fight with their lives, as long as they kill each other, even if they are seriously injured and dying, they can recover in a very short time under the treatment of their own masters.

Regret the fate of the stone platform to continue to move forward, walked to the bald man and stood outside, folded his hands, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

The bald man didn't answer, just twisted his neck, shrugged his shoulders, turned his right leg back, lunged his horse, and pulled away from the stance.

"Don't you need to report yourself?" asked the fat man.

Nanfeng shook his head, "Success and defeat, only the winner is qualified to leave a name." ”

Seeing that the two sides were ready, the sound of drums came from the south direction.

The moment the drum came, the bald man took the lead in making a move, leaning back, supporting the ground with his left hand, rushing forward obliquely, and kicking his abdomen with his left foot.

The bald man used to lunge and pull a horse, this posture is relatively modest, and he can attack or defend, but the posture of both offense and defense usually affects the speed of attack and defense, and he cannot launch an attack or organize defense in the shortest possible time.

The bald man's lunge was to mislead Xiyuan and make Xiyuan think that he couldn't attack quickly, but he didn't know that he didn't rush forward with his legs, but used his left arm instead of his right leg to support the ground.

Xiyuan was indeed misled by him, half a point slower, and lost the opportunity.

But she didn't panic because of this, and she didn't rush to dodge, but swung her right fist straight at the bald man's hurried left foot.

At the moment when the sharp spur was prominent, the bald man's left foot had already kicked, and the fists and feet collided, and the sharp spur pierced the bald man's left foot, and the bald man's left foot containing strong power also kicked off the wrist of the bald man in an instant.

Xi Yuan seemed to have expected that his right wrist would be kicked off before he made a move, and at the moment when his fists and feet collided, his left hand drooped, slid out of the short knife hidden in the sleeve, and stabbed the bald man's right leg hard.

The bald man's forward momentum was most of the right fist of the fate of the fate, and when his right leg was injured, he had stopped his body, and when he saw that his legs were all injured, he was very angry, his neck leaned back, and he struggled to hit forward.

This move is in the middle of the face of the fate, the fate snorted, staggered back, due to the seven tricks of the god was hit hard, standing unsteady, after a few steps back, he fell down, when he fell to the ground, he instinctively reached out to support the ground, but his right wrist had been broken, and it was completely broken after touching the ground, and the broken bones penetrated the flesh and skin, exposed, and shocking.

The bald man's legs were injured, but he was able to support himself, and rushed forward in pain, and when he rushed forward, his left arm was retracted, ready to attack.

At this time, Xiyuan still fell to the ground, bleeding all over his face, obstructing his vision, and he found the other party rushing in a hazy way, and he never struggled to get up, nor did he roll and dodge, but his heels buckled the ground, and he moved forward two feet at the moment of the bald man's heavy punch, passing through the opponent's crotch, and when he moved, the short knife in his left hand was buckled, cutting the tendon of the bald man's right foot.

The bald man had broken tendons, was unsteady on his feet, and his body was involuntary and skewed to the right.

Xiyuan took the opportunity to stand upright, his body turned to the right, and the short knife swung back at the bald man's neck.

But she was hit by the bald man in the face before, and her mind was unstable, ignoring that the bald man was falling, and the knife lost the right head, and she never slashed her neck, but only cut off a piece of the bald man's scalp.

Although the bald man was repeatedly injured, his reaction was not slow, and when he poured, he flew up with his left foot and kicked the patio point of his left arm, causing his left arm to be sore, and the short knife was out of his hand.

With a successful blow, the bald man's left foot was adducted, supporting the ground and twisting his body, and at the same time urging the aura, the left arm was angry, and the heavy punch was condensed.

Seeing the bald man twist and stand up, his left fist was clenched, and he swung out with a single fist with the momentum of the overlord, and took the bald man's heart.

At this moment, the bald man turned around, his left fist to his left fist, heavy fist to heavy fist, and the huge force caused the two of them to break their finger bones, and the remaining momentum did not disappear, affecting the arm, the humerus pierced through the skin and flesh, revealing the elbow, white bones and red flesh, and blood scarlet.

The same is a heavy punch, or the bald man's strength is heavier, and after the punch, he staggered back.

The bald man had underestimated the fate before, and never thought that she would be such a weak woman and a little nun, and that she would be so ruthless and fierce, and with such heavy strength, he was annoyed and angry, and he was angry with the bullfight, and when he saw him staggering back, he thought that he had an opportunity, and slammed his left foot on the ground, rushed forward with all his might, and raised his head again before he got close, trying to hit the door of the fate again, and dealt her a fatal blow.

Xiyuan was retreating at this time, not dodging, destroying both hands, and not having to resort to self-protection, in a hurry, he launched a ruthless attack, and waved his right arm out, cutting the bald man's neck with the right wrist bone that broke through the flesh.

The bald man was wounded in the neck, and the blood immediately spurted out, instantly deflated, and the head was weakened.

The bald man fell to the ground, spurting blood and hesitating.

Exhausted, exhausted, barely standing, and crumbling.

The sound of gongs was heard due south......