Chapter Twenty-Three: A Contest Without Suspense

For the sake of safety, Wei Chi Dali really called the four buddies he just met, and when everyone heard it, they just taught a lesson to a kid who didn't know the height of the sky, and they all said that it was not a problem. Wei Chi Dali did not tell them his guess.

"Hahahaha, Brother Strong, that little kid shouldn't be cowardly, right?" said a minion.

"It's hard to say, after all, it's just a child, how have you ever seen such a scene?" the other minion chimed in.

"Haha, I hope so!" Wei Chi scolded himself vigorously, he was actually afraid of a little child, isn't this scared of himself?

The spectators below are also discussing. There are a lot of people who are scolding that Lei Er, it's almost time, and they haven't come yet. The disciples of the Martial Arts Academy hate cowards the most, if Lei Er is cowardly this time, he will not have to mix in the Martial Arts Academy in the future, and his entire reputation will stink.

"Dalixiaoer, your second grandfather is here!" a childish child's voice sounded behind the crowd.

People followed the prestige, and a child with a big fart walked slowly behind his hands.

"He's coming, he's coming! He's stepping on the auspicious clouds and coming in!" Lei Er dubbed himself.

Everyone watched him slowly walk up the stairs to the platform, and the expected strength of Lei Er and Lei Er's appearance in reality formed a huge contrast, causing a burst of laughter. Wei Chi Dali's face turned pale.

"The five above! I'm ashamed of you! What kind of ability are a few big men bullying a child?"

"Little brother, you don't have to go up! don't fall into their trap!" a more kind female disciple dissuaded on the side.

"It's okay, sister, brother, I have my own measure!" Lei Er turned his head and smiled brightly at the female disciple who spoke, melting the hearts of countless girls.

"Listen to the people above! If you dare to hurt this younger brother, our sisters will not let you go!" The female disciples are motherly, in their eyes, Lei Er is obviously a harmless child, and he must have fallen into the agitation of the gang of bad young people on the stage!

There are also some old disciples who are more than the third order, and from the moment Lei Er appeared, they kept silent.

"How is this possible?!" was the only thought in their minds.

"The two sides of the competition have arrived, do you want to start the competition now?" said an old man with gray hair standing on the stage. There was a lot of noise just now, and Lei Er didn't even notice his existence. Later, Lei Er learned that each martial arts arena platform was in charge of a martial arts academy elder to maintain discipline and ensure the fairness of the competition.

This white-haired old man is the platform elder where Lei Er is now.

"Why don't you start waiting now?" Lei Er smiled.

This smile fell on Wei Chi Dali's eyes, and it was indescribably dazzling. Suddenly, he regretted the battle.

"Don't waste time, you guys go together! I haven't eaten dinner yet." Facing his opponent, Lei Er revealed his arrogant nature again. Lei Er didn't know that in the corner under the stands where no one was paying attention, a girl was looking at him, and her palms holding the corners of her clothes were covered with sweat. It was the seven or eight-year-old female disciple who was scared and cried by Lei Er's crazy behavior in the morning.

"Are you sure you want to change the rules?" The old man in the audience had already seen through the cultivation of both sides of the competition, and he was not worried about Lei Er at all, but he just wanted to confirm it verbally.

"Hmm. "Lei Er floated very hard.

"How many of you have, do you have any opinions?" the white-haired old man consulted with Wei Chi Dali.

"Boy, don't be too crazy! Brother will teach you to be a good person later!" Wei Chi vigorously agreed to Lei Er's request. The throbbing inside him made him not allow anything to happen.

The rest of the partners who helped him were very dissatisfied, thinking that it was already very shameless to teach a child, and they were also five to one, they also wanted face!

Wei Chi vigorously ignored the disdainful gazes of others and stared at Lei Er in front of him. The more calm the freak became, the more panicked he became.

"This brother is a bit of a brain. Lei Er praised it in his heart, and he just praised it.

"That's right, I won't bully the five of you, if you can touch me, even if you win?" Lei Er looked at the five first-order miscellaneous fish in front of him, intent on teasing them.

"Shut up, little bastard!" Wei Chi vigorously rushed out first, and did not sign up for his number first. was so rude that it caused boos from the audience.

The helpers he found suppressed their dissatisfaction and went with him. Somehow, Wei Chi Dali looked very anxious from just now.

After Wei Chi vigorously entered the fighting state, he didn't press much. Although the opponent is a child, this is not a reason for him to relax.

On the contrary, he himself has lost his face, not to mention bullying the small, but also bullying the small. If you win, it's okay to say, but if you lose, you won't even be able to find a partner in the future life of the sect.

In front of him, Lei Erkong's door opened, and it seemed that there were flaws all over his body, but Wei Chi's intuition told him that he must not attack directly.

Wei Chi made a false move with his left hand, feinting to attack the door of Lei Er, planning to wait for Lei Er to dodge and then make up for him with his right hand to make up for him.

Unexpectedly, the childish boy in front of him didn't seem to react at all, and his face was sluggish, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

Wei Chi's rhythm was disrupted, so he simply turned the fake into the real, and rushed to the end with his left hand.

Between the lightning and flint, Lei Er's body leaned back slightly, "dangerously and dangerously" avoiding the head cannon from Wei Chi. The exclamations of some little girls in the audience were brewing, and this time they were holding in their throats, and they were going to commit internal injuries.

Lei Er gained momentum, patted Yu Chi's left fist with one hand, stepped up, stepped on the "Laughing King" mysterious footwork, flashed behind Wei Chi Dali, and the back of the free hand gently patted the back of Yu Chi Dali's neck, dragonfly water, retreated with one touch, teasing Yu Chi.

At this time, Brother Dali only felt that he had just punched out, and he didn't touch anything before he saw a flower in front of him, and the child in front of him disappeared out of thin air. Then I felt a slap on the back of my neck, and it didn't hurt at all. Just as he was confused, Lei Er had already retreated.

It is said that after Lei Er teased Brother Strong, an attack from his minions came later. In the face of the beating of the four, Lei Er was not in a hurry, and he was steady and skinny. The "Laughing King" is driven by the minimum power, and the snakeskin-like position will play the four of them around. Don't look at the main attack of the four, the fists and feet are impermeable, but they really can't even touch the corners of Lei Er's clothes. Even Lei Er found out their flaws one by one and knocked chestnuts on the back of their heads one by one.

The cockscomb head and the poisoned old man in the dream world are killing with fists and knives. In that Shura field, Lei Er was able to gain a firm foothold, and the siege of the five first-order martial artists in front of him seemed like a joke to Lei Er.

From the initial worry, to the shock of Lei Er's play, and then to the current numbness, dozens of seconds have passed. is a discerning person can see how easily Lei Er's response is. Lei Er's strength is not only a little stronger than the other side.

This is not a level of battle at all.