Chapter 734: You Win!

Not a tie. It's losing!

Mo Shu looked at the fourth master with the attitude of a peerless god of war, and said proudly: "The top ten masters of the older generation are just like that!" ”

Putting down this sentence, he turned around in a dashing manner and walked slowly in the direction of Lin Ze.

Lin Ze smiled at the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, full of happy smiles.

Moshu won.

couldn't talk about winning, but he made the fourth master suffer a big loss. Is it enough? It's enough for Moshu, but not enough for Lin Ze.

To win, win two. That's enough.

Throwing a cigarette to Mo Shu, Lin Ze passed by him and walked towards the fighting arena step by step. Mo Shu took the cigarette and put it on his ear. Didn't dare to smoke.

His chest was still boiling and depressed at this moment. He was afraid that if he smoked a cigarette, he would not be able to hold back the blood spraying wildly.

Absolutely strong.

The punch made me almost faint. If it weren't for pretending to be stronger, he would definitely vomit in normal times.

As soon as Lin Zefu came on the field, Xue Baiyan's eyes turned to him, and he ended the conversation with Grandma Zhuge with a decisive and strong word.

"Let your people go up. Lin Ze won, I'll go back to sleep. ”

Grandma Zhuge glanced at Xue Baiyan meaningfully, didn't make a sound, and then glanced at the old man behind her. The latter strode towards the ring.

A faint smile appeared on Director Lian's majestic face. This women's contest is interesting. Zhuge Grandma's City Mansion is indeed deep enough, but sometimes if it is too deep, it will be tied. If you can't let go, it's naturally not happy enough. Xue Baiyan is better at this. It is subtle when it should be subtle, and it is not reserved at all when it should be unrestrained. After the whole conversation, there were not many words on both sides. However, under the strength of Xue Baiya, two small high-tides were ushered in. made the bystander Director Lian a little dark.

The old man asked himself to help out, but in his opinion, with Xue Baiya's diplomatic ability, she could deal with Grandma Zhuge alone. What do you need yourself?

At most, it's a conspiracy to stare behind Grandma Zhuge .

But judging from the status of the Xue family in Yanjing and the nature of this confrontation at this moment, Director Lian thinks that the probability of Grandma Zhuge wearing small shoes for the Xue family is not high. After all, the conversation didn't reach the point where it needed to be aggressive. If Grandma Zhuge wants to take the initiative to stir up trouble, she has to cross borders. Not cost-effective.

So when Xue Baiyan put down this sentence, everyone's eyes turned to the fighting arena.

The victory or defeat of this contest is not only related to Lin Ze's fate, but also a collision between the dragon and the heavenly sword. Not only Lin Ze cares very much, but the bigwigs off the field also attach equal importance to it. Therefore, Qi Shushu set his eyes on the two people in the fighting arena and was meticulous.

Lin Ze took off his white shirt, revealing a sleeveless elastic vest, and his skin exposed to the air was scarred, not to mention that his burly figure gave people the impression of being full of strength. The scar was more like a fierce beast with teeth and claws, roaring at the old man who walked slowly.

The old man stopped when he was less than three meters away from Lin Ze, and his eyes, which were always half-open and half-closed, glanced at Lin Ze inadvertently. Silent.

"Can you ask a question first?" Lin Ze took the initiative to speak.

"Hmm." The old man nodded.

"What's your rank?" Lin Ze asked.

"Three." The old man said.

"It looks like the old guy who was beaten up is fourth." Lin Ze smiled.

"Hmm." The old man nodded.

"You're in a league with him?"

"It's not." The old man denied it.

"Before?" Lin Ze asked with a smile.

The old man did not answer.

Not answering is acquiescence. Lin Ze got the answer he wanted, his smile faded, and he said calmly: "I'm sorry, for the sake of my survival, I have to make a black hand to you." ”

"Don't be merciful." The wooden, unspoken old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Shout!

Lin Ze made a mistake at his feet, and rushed towards the third in the world quickly.

He has resentment in his heart, monstrous resentment!

But he didn't have the ability to vent to Grandma Zhuge and the gang, the old man in front of him was Grandma Zhuge and Grandma's people, and he would bear it for the master, right?

Moreover, so many people were dispatched tonight to intercede for themselves and say good things, Mo Shu even did not hesitate to slap his mouth, Lin Ze couldn't lose, if he lost, everyone's efforts would be in vain.

He doesn't just want to win, he wants to win beautifully!

When fighting with the top ten masters of the older generation for the first time, Lin Ze did not notice the combat methods of these old guys.

In fact, Qiao Ba can actually be regarded as the first. Old spicy, cunning, full of conspiracy. Even if it's a duel, you'll rack your brains to yin your opponent. It's just that in front of Lin Ze, Qiao Ba's force value is not enough, and in the face of absolute strength, intrigues and tricks are ineffective. Later, during the British execution and Tokyo trip, Lin Ze came into contact with several peerless powerhouses of the older generation, although he was also overshadowed by them, and even paid a heavy price for it. But the situation is still under our control.

Only the last time he fought against the fourth in the world, he realized that when the opponent was strong to a certain point, cunning methods were very good points. That time, Lin Ze fell into a desperate situation and almost died in the fourth hand of the world.

This injury made Lin Ze start to study the combat methods of the older generation of masters. By mastering their psychology and figuring out their fighting styles, Lin Ze can maximize his abilities.

Obviously. His research has yielded substantial results. The opening minute. Under Lin Ze's full pressure, the third in the world didn't find too many opportunities to fight back. Of course, with his superb fighting skills, Lin Ze was also unable to attack effectively. But judging from the opening situation alone, Lin Ze has a big chance of winning.

Mo Shu, who was standing on the sidelines and watching, was stunned when he saw Lin Ze's offensive.

This kid is too perverted, isn't he?

Even if he is only in a defensive state, Mo Shu can see that the third place in the world is obviously stronger than his opponent. But now? He was suppressed by Lin Ze. It's not the downwind of the water, but the real downwind. After all, if this peerless powerhouse can disguise his inferior posture and be stronger than the fourth in the world, then with his true strength, there is no need to paralyze Lin Ze at all, right?

In Mo Shu's opinion, Lin Ze is really strong enough to surpass himself. It's just a thin line. If the perverted master brought by Grandma Zhuge was really so terrifying, there was no need to be afraid of Lin Ze and paralyze Lin Ze.

Not only Mo Shu was surprised, but even the fourth in the world, who had fought with Lin Ze, was slightly stunned.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair next to him to rest, and he was hit by Mo Shu's knee, and he still couldn't get back to his senses. After all, he is not too young to have the recovery ability of Moshu. But looking at Lin Ze's current combat ability, the fourth master was a little worried about the old brother who left him and his second brother.

He knows very well the state of the third brother, and he is stronger than himself, but he is not as good as the second brother. If you are the third child who fought with Moshu just now, you are very sure of winning. So when did Lin Ze improve by leaps and bounds? Why can the third child be suppressed at the beginning?

Sou!

Lin Ze struck an elbow, and the fierce and abnormal earthquake retreated. The old man's arms trembled his shoulders slightly, and he took two steps back and then slid to catch up. Swooping down again like a desperate Saburo.

The old man's counterattack surprised Lin Ze.

Tough bump?

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Ze's eyes, but he still used a new routine to deal with the old man. He has made up his mind, and he will not give the other party a chance, regardless of whether the other party is playing tricks or not. He knew that once he lost his advantage, he was afraid that he would be counterattacked by that experienced hunger strike powerhouse to the extreme. At that time, not only will the probability of winning plummet, but you may also lose.

That wasn't something Lin Ze was willing to do, so he attacked with all his might. Don't give the old man the slightest chance to turn defeat into victory.

Gradually, when the two fought hard for more than ten minutes, the bigwigs present finally couldn't help but spit out a breath of turbidity.

Guy held his breath from the beginning, only inhaling and breathing slowly and rapidly, and at this moment, they finally couldn't bear the crazy tight battle, and couldn't help but breathe long and powerful.

The masters on the field are tired, and they are even more tired. They are not going to breathe with the battle on the field. That's going to suffocate you!

Director Lian looked at Lin Ze's crazy attack, his eyes bright and focused. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he didn't know what he was recalling. Grandma Zhuge showed a hint of regret on her face.

Such a master, but he couldn't be used by the dragon, but was pulled in by the heavenly sword. What a pity.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but a hazy color gradually appeared in Xue Baiyan's beautiful eyes.

The more this man looks, the more handsome he gets.

Queen Yanjing, who is insulated from the appearance association, has such feelings.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Ze's fierce and crazy three whip legs shook the world's third arm, and his arms were sore.

As you get older, your bones are more fragile than when you're younger. In a fight, it is inevitable that they will make use of their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, and use their rich life experience and wisdom to meet the enemy. But the old man doesn't like this way, he likes to be tough. So happy, crisply. So his bones are more solid than the old guys of the fourth master in the thousands of tempers. But even so, after more than ten minutes of fighting, he couldn't bear it.

Finally, resist Lin Ze's attack. He took a slight step back, raised his right hand and said, "Stop." ”

Lin Ze was stunned. Quickly paused his body, and then he was relieved. He let out a long breath of turbid air and smiled: "If you don't stop shouting, I won't be able to hold on." ”

"Among the older generation, except for the first in the world and my second brother, you are invincible." The old man said appreciatively. Beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead, but he didn't mean to wipe the sweat, and said a word with infinite emotion. "It's nice to be young."

"yes." Lin Ze was still laughing, but he lost his aggressiveness before the fight, and said very subtly and respectfully. "If you're twenty years younger, you'll be able to hold on to me."

"I don't like to make excuses. It doesn't make sense. The old man shook his head slightly, slowly straightened his waist, and said loudly. Young man, go on, there is still a long way to go in life. ”

"Thank you for your suggestion." Lin Ze nodded slightly.

The old man's admission of defeat was unexpected for him, but through these few words, he felt that it was reasonable. This old man is probably the old version of Xue Gui, right? If you can fight, you will fight, and if you can't beat, you will admit defeat. I don't feel ashamed, and I can afford to put it down. Even after the fight, I can chat with myself calmly.

Can the old man who was beaten away by the book do it?

The only thing he could do was to say a towel. No more, he can't. No wonder the old man left, not all the way at all!

"You won."

The old man said nothing, and resolutely walked off the fighting arena without dragging his feet.

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