Zhang Hao stared at the face of the second elder, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, as if this old guy was the best in the world.

As the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, Qingqing used her spiritual sense to investigate, and sighed: "Alas, now that the spiritual sense that has degenerated to the strength of only the peak of the Yuan Infant can no longer see anything, but these gangs you have encountered recently have strong people in charge, and many of them are close to the strength of the strong people in the fairy world, as you think, the ability of the beggar gang is very comprehensive, whether it is attack, defense or life recovery, it is basically impeccable, but the so-called perfection itself is imperfect, and the seemingly invulnerable things themselves are full of loopholes, As long as you carefully find out, there will be flaws. ”

"Damn, you told me to rely on myself after talking about it for a long time?" Zhang Hao complained about her angrily, and Qingqing stopped talking.

It's good now, the situation is in a dilemma, he can't retreat, because the good brother is still inside, but if he doesn't retreat, there are thousands of beggar disciples here, and most of them are ordinary people, he really can't kill innocents indiscriminately, so he can only rely on his two brothers to bring the stars out.

"Second Elder, you are a senior of the beggar gang, and the junior is just a junior who has just debuted, it is really a blessing to be able to fight with you, since this kid has the courage to ask Wen Dou." Zhang Hao thought about it for a long time and came up with this countermeasure.

The second elder was very ghostly in his heart, and said secretly: You kid saw that there were many people here in my place, so he proposed to break the rules of Wendou, but it is best for my old bones not to fight hard with young people, and it is not good to have any mistakes.

"Hehe, let's talk about how to write and fight." The second elder wanted to follow him first, and if something was wrong, it would not be too late to turn his face, after all, this was their territory.

"The so-called literary fight, as the name suggests, is an elegant fight, if it is too violent to break the foothold of your gang, I don't look good, how can I be so rude for the first time? So I want you to come up with three competitions, which are better than anything else. Zhang Hao smiled lightly and clenched his fists and said, at this time, Wukong and the five elders on the side were fighting fiercely, and there were many debris flying around the bricks and tiles that had been jumped off the wall, making people can't help but get more and more away from the battlefield between the two of them.

"Huh?" The second elder wondered, he actually asked him to make a question, could it really be that he deliberately looked for abuse and lost because he thought that fighting like that would affect the relationship with the beggar gang? This is also the first time he has encountered this kind of thing, and the other party seems to let him choose three ways to fight at random, but in fact, there are still conditions.

First of all, it can't be too violent, and secondly, everyone is a martial artist, and if he is an elder of the beggar gang, he will naturally be something that has anything to do with martial arts.

So he thought for a while, and then peeked at Zhang Hao, he knew that Zhang Hao's huge strength was amazing, he had already tried it just now, and a normal disciple would be enough to kill him with one move if he endured some of his skills.

"You can't choose the ...... in terms of strength Pregnant! The second elder raised his eyebrows and said, "You are a guest, and you and I have the fate to compete here today, so the first topic I put forward is the dog-beating stick method of our beggar gang."

"Dog sticks?"

"It's a dog-beating stick?" ……

The elite disciples watching around all began to whisper, but they didn't expect the first thing that the second elder tried was related to the dog stick method, that gang legend is only qualified to learn by the previous generations of gang leaders, in addition to the gang leader, there are examples of elders learning in the history of the beggar gang, and they are all seniors who have made great contributions to the gang.

Everyone was also very concerned about what was going on this time, and Zhang Hao felt strange when he saw the eyes of the other disciples.

"This dog-beating stick method was given to the old man by the former gang master, he said that this set of martial arts of our gang is different from other gangs, and there is no special mental method to urge it, at most it can only be a good stick method, so I practice it, if you can remember it, even if you win, do you think it's good?"

The second elder's statement can also be said in the past, since there is a mental method that is not transmitted, then showing it to outsiders is not a leak of secrets, so the disciples have no objections.

Zhang Hao's brows furrowed, he didn't know what was boring, and said, "Okay, you can just practice."

Then the second elder did not hesitate, immediately copied out the stick he carried with him, and began to practice.

Zhang Hao looked attentively, not only him, but all the disciples were secretly remembering that even if it was a dog-beating stick method without a heart, it was a great martial art.

This set of martial arts Zhang Hao looks really wonderful, not only does it have no flaws in its smooth movements, but also has both offense and defense, and if it is urged by the heart method, the resulting ability must be quite huge.

"Okay, the drill is over, see how much you remember?" The second elder had already put away his stick, took a light breath, and stared at Zhang Hao in front of him.

I saw that his gaze was a little hollow, as if he was constantly recalling those moves and routines just now, and after a few breaths, there was a faint aura on Zhang Proud's head.

The second elder was shocked, he could see that Zhang Hao actually had some first glimpse of this set of martial arts, and secretly thought, it's bad, if he understands a little bit, then I'm sorry for the former gang leader.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes, and the second elder seemed to see a trace of essence, and this sharp look seemed to be a symbol of a master.

"Stunned!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but summon the giant sword in his sleeve, which startled the second elder, he couldn't understand how this kid put such a huge weapon in his sleeve?

Zhang Hao didn't speak, just used his sword to interpret the artistic conception of the stick just now, and immediately an elite disciple reacted, it turned out that the second elder didn't reveal the real moves just now, in fact, he just casually put together a few sets of tricks in the martial arts.

Who knew that he was bent on not accidentally using the move of the dog-beating stick method, but he showed its artistic conception, which led to the fact that Zhang Hao's weapon was not right now, and the move routine was completely different from the one just now, and he actually showed the feeling of hitting the dog!

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The second elder pretended to applaud after Zhang Hao had finished his performance.

"Just now, the junior remembered this thing in a short period of time, I don't know if it's qualified?" Zhang asked modestly.

"Haha, it's not easy for the young man to show it, even if it's a draw, your strength may be on par with me, if you practice for three years and five years, it's not impossible to surpass me." While mocking the enemy, the second elder continued to peek at Zhang Hao, and said secretly: I can't take advantage of him who is younger and more vigorous than strength, and he is also a genius compared to comprehension, since this is the case......

"Virtuous nephew, you see that people who practice martial arts can generally endure loneliness, so their perseverance is generally far beyond ordinary people, why don't we compare the old and the young to meditate?" The second elder said.

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, didn't this old guy just hit the wound this time, and meditated with immortal cultivators, isn't this just death?

Seeing his expression, the second elder thought that Zhang Hao was timid, and then said, "From now on, you and me, whoever decides first will win?"

Zhang Hao pretended to be frightened and said, "Okay, okay......"

Then two disciples found two clean bunks, Zhang Hao spread them on the ground, and then sat down cross-legged, and made another gesture of please, and the second elder also sat on the ground.

"Then let's get started!" After the second elder finished speaking, he closed his eyes and thought to himself, how could he be in such a tense environment?

After a breath, the second elder suddenly opened his eyes, he was stunned, Zhang Hao on the bunk actually snored.

The snoring shook the sky, and he never dreamed that there would be people in the world who settled so quickly.

After a few more breaths, Zhang Hao suddenly woke up, and even the hara in his mouth stopped instantly.

"I've won this game, right?" Zhang Hao asked.

"This ...... I didn't expect you to have such a talent, it's not bad to be in danger, it's good, this game is considered as you win, you win, if our first game was a draw before, I think we have another game, or we ...... next" The second elder calculated that it could drag a little bit is a little.

"Wait, hehe, Second Elder, we didn't seem to have a good rule just now, I think I won't win again next, you let my friend go, if your gang really needs any help, I should be the one who suffers from the dogs and horses, if I lose, I will let you fall, even if you rely on crowd tactics to catch us." Zhang said calmly.

"This ......" The second elder's eyes rolled around, and then he said to the disciples behind him: "Everyone heard what he said, our beggar gang is a decent family and will count, and the content of today's last game is... Self-harm! I don't know if you dare? The second elder said fiercely.

"Bloody is a little bit bloody, but it doesn't hurt anyone, and it's really good advice. Zhang Hao smiled and nodded, he was thinking in his heart: This old guy probably has some means or treasure to recover his body quickly, but... Why don't you say it's mutual killing, how interesting it is if you stab me and I stab you.

"Young man, don't be rash, I have old arms and legs, and I'm not afraid that I've already entered the coffin with half a foot, don't give your life for this matter, so let's let the four of you out, and today's matter will be over, you may not know, the two friends you met just now are not as educated as those beside me." The second elder said demagoguously.

"Thank you for the kindness of the second elder, my life is up to me, and Lord Yama won't accept me, I think let's start!"

"Good boy, then I'll come first, go to the knife!" The second elder shouted, and someone behind him immediately handed him two daggers, he touched the two daggers hard, the sound was powerful, and it looked extremely sharp, and he threw them to Zhang Hao casually.

Then the second elder came up to his left chest, and it looked like the place where it was inserted was the lungs, and then blood came out, looking like he was dying, but he immediately raised his head and said, "It's your turn!"

"Huh." Zhang Hao laughed softly, he learned the movements of the second elder and stabbed his left chest, even Zhang Hao trembled when this knife went down, and the blood was simply gushing.

Then he fell on his knees and said in pain, "Come, continue, continue..."

Many beggar disciples were moved by it, some couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and some had left tears, what a great brotherly feeling.

"Alas, why are you so troubled, two more times are estimated to bleed you to death." The second elder was full of sympathy, and despite this, he continued to stretch out his left hand, ready to pierce the palm of his hand with a knife.

"Wait!" Zhang Hao interrupted him just as he was about to make a move.