184. If you can't hold it, you will admit defeat!

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Teacher Bangbu asked the four disciples who needed to fight to continue to rest for a while.

Sykes pulled Axel aside, "This one, if you can admit defeat, admit defeat, that Senior Brother Green Snake is different from Senior Brother Xuanwu..."

Sykes stopped talking.

Axel smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry about me. ”

In fact, he also knew what Sykes wanted to say, there are dozens of disciples of Teacher Bangbu, the forest is big, there are all birds, it is impossible for all of them to have a big heart like Senior Brother Tyrannosaurus, some disciples take reputation more seriously, some value their own cultivation more seriously, and some disciples look at these things lightly and feel that it doesn't matter. Senior Brother Green Snake is a senior brother who has a unique dedication to martial arts, and this time the quota is also a must-win, but he is more introverted and doesn't talk much, and he doesn't look like a contender, but Axel knows how hot the eyes of Senior Brother Green Snake are.

It is impossible for Senior Brother Green Snake to be like Senior Brother Xuanwu, knowing that his famous skill is the Dragon Roaring Heavenly Drive, and he also chooses to compete with himself in the strongest move.

He was thirsty. Looking at this victory.

However, the first game was not Axel's competition, and after a coin toss, he chose the battle between Brother Hua Mao and the gray-clothed prodigy Little Boxing God.

"Good!" Brother Hua Mao yelled, took a deep breath, and stepped into the field.

On the contrary, the gray-clothed prodigy Little Boxing God was very indifferent, slowly stood up, and slowly came to the field, and at this time, Senior Brother Hua Mao had been waiting for a long time.

"Come on, junior brother, have a good fight!" Brother Hua Mao cheered for himself.

"You're worthy?" The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God sneered.

Senior Brother Huamao's face froze, and he wanted to refute, but found that his words had turned pale and weak. Suddenly, he raised his head and saw the blood-red eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God, and he couldn't help but be stunned!

Yes.

I don't know when it started, the eyes of the junior brother became so indifferent, and he didn't look like his junior brother, but like a stranger.

"Well, even if I lose, I'll fight with dignity!"

"So much nonsense, attack it, I'll let you attack first!" The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God sneered, in his opinion, these people who pay attention to the feelings of their brothers and sisters are precisely because of their incompetent performance, the strong do not need feelings, he firmly believes!

Although Senior Brother Hua Mao is a mud bodhisattva, he also has three points of fire, so he is looked down upon, his heart is also angry, roared angrily, and directly used his strongest trick, without any warm-up, it is a battle!

A huge chopping knife composed of wind blades formed above his head, and the wind kept condensing, constantly making the chopper solidify, flashing with a terrifying light in the sunlight.

The fist intent surged, like the tide under the moon, although it was invisible, it was like a surging spirit of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God.

"It's kind of a little bit like that." The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God faced the flower cat senior brother is almost the strongest blow, although there are some affirmations, but it is still extremely indifferent, "I will use the same move to make you understand, genius, the difference between mortals!" ”

A loud shout.

A chopping knife also appeared above the head of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Boxing God, but it was more than twice as large as Brother Hua Mao's, and the fierce fist intent crushed Brother Hua Mao's fist intent like a road roller.

Seeing this moment, Senior Brother Hua Mao knew that he had been defeated.

There is no need for these two moves to duel, if you are crushed by just fist intent, you can't compete at all.

"Alas..."Senior Brother Hua Mao was already disheartened, and as soon as he put his hand away, the fist intent was about to be withdrawn by him, which was considered to be admitting defeat. The collision of the trick will only hurt both sides, and he has already understood the opponent's punch intent, there is no need to continue.

However, the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God didn't think so, the moment the opponent's fist intent was withdrawn, the blood in his eyes was furious, and the irrepressible killing heart suddenly rose.

Kill him!

A voice roared inexplicably in his heart.

"Okay, kill!" The fist intent of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God exploded again and slashed towards Senior Brother Hua Mao.

Senior Brother Hua Mao was stunned, he was stunned, in this case, it is natural that both sides should withdraw their recruitment, this is already the default rule, and it is a senior brother, there is no need to fight to the death with a desperate recruit!

However, he was wrong, he saw in the eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God that he hadn't seen for a long time... Killing Intent!

"How so?" Brother Flower Cat was stunned.

Just when Senior Brother Hua Mao was about to be cut in half by the fierce fist slasher, Senior Brother appeared in front of him very suddenly, and a huge fist appeared on the top of his head and smashed into the slasher.

"Boom..."There was a loud bang, like a chopper slicing through a giant hammer.

This fierce confrontation stirred up an extremely violent wind, tearing the ground apart, flying sand and stones, for a long time, it slowly stopped, the smoke dissipated, and the people watching from the periphery saw the true faces of a few people at this time.

Senior Brother's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked coldly at the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God, "Senior Brother Gray, what do you mean by this, can't you kill Senior Brother Flower Cat?" ”

The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God was stunned, he seemed to be drunk and suddenly poured a scoop of cold water, only then did he wake up and swallow a mouthful of saliva, what was the killing intent he had just now? Even if he is very indifferent to his brother's feelings, he doesn't want to kill Brother Huamao, not to mention that the brother's relationship is still good on weekdays.

Odd!

"Senior brother... I was wrong..."The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God hurriedly admitted his mistake, at this point, he didn't have the slightest place to stand, "I was too involved in the fight just now, and I just wanted to fight. ”

Senior Brother sighed, the name of the martial idiot of the gray-clothed junior brother is not for nothing, and in that kind of fighting maniac mentality, it is possible that he can't hold back the move.

"You have to know, everyone is a senior brother, you must not be able to make a move without knowing the severity, just now the flower cat has already admitted defeat, you can't attack again."

"Senior brother, I know it's wrong. Brother Flower Cat, I'm sorry. The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God admitted his mistake again and again.

"It's okay." Senior Brother Hua Mao is not a very tangled person.

After Senior Brother Flower Cat and the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God got off the field, Senior Brother looked at Axel and Senior Brother Green Snake with a straight face, "You two must remember that we are senior brothers, and everything is done to the end, and we must not show our killing intent, otherwise, I will never spare it!" ”

"Yes, big brother!" Axel said at the same time.

The senior brother nodded, and walked back to the viewing position from the field, but Mr. Bangbu didn't speak, and the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God kept peeking at his master, and found that his expression was not unusual, so he was relieved at this time.

Senior Brother Green Snake strode towards the middle of the field, and Axel took a deep breath and walked forward.

"Axel!" Sykes shouted anxiously.

"How?"

"If you can't hold on, admit defeat early, that flower cat just now, isn't it the same?" Sykes proposed.

Axel smiled, knowing that Sykes meant well, and nodded, "I have my own measure!" Then he turned around and walked towards the middle of the field with his head held high.

"It's over, from what I know about him, he must have given it his all." Sykes fell weakly on the chair, and the small hand above the head of the one-eyed monster in the palm next to him suddenly drooped, and he and Sykes were in the same mood, extremely wilted.