Competition, Qiusheng is not afraid at all.

Instead, he said with a happy face: "Uncle Jiang, I don't know if you want to compete with me in Taoism, or do you want to compete with me in kung fu?" ”

He smiled, only thinking that Jiang Que should not have cultivated the Dao Law yet, nor had he started to practice fist and foot kung fu, after all, Wen Cai had told him before that this senior uncle had only come to the town yesterday.

Thinking of this, he continued: "Uncle Shi, if you are invincible, just shout and admit defeat as soon as possible. ”

Qiusheng said lightly, with a calm face, as if he had already won.

Anyway, in his opinion, Jiang Que should have not cultivated anything, so his odds of winning are nine out of nine, and there is definitely a great possibility of winning.

However, when he looked at Jiang Que with a calm and indifferent look, even a breezy appearance, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there was a sense of danger.

I couldn't help but be surprised, and asked curiously: "Could it be that this uncle is still a strong man, and he has extraordinary skills?" ”

But how is this possible?

Shaking his head, he quickly discarded the thoughts in his mind and immediately said, "Uncle Shi, let's hurry up and go to the courtyard to practice."

When Master comes back, I don't know if he will allow us to compete.

Let's start soon, and we can finish soon! ”

He even thought about it, and after a while, he would teach this new uncle a little lesson.

Anyway, as long as you don't make a big deal out of it, you shouldn't be punished by Uncle Nine.

Jiang Que looked at Qiusheng with a smug look on his face lightly, and that guy actually had a trace of excitement and excitement.

"Looks like he thinks I'm weak." Qiusheng's expression couldn't open the waves in his heart.

First, I'm afraid that Qiu Sheng wants to prove his existence; Second, it may be that he feels that Jiang Que is not strong, so he wants to challenge some authority.

You must know that in the eyes of Wencai and Qiusheng, Jiang Que and their master, the ninth uncle, are of the same generation.

Doesn't that mean that as long as Jiang Que wins the challenge, it is equivalent to winning the challenge against their master?

Although it can't be compared, it can also make them feel more face-saving, and Qiusheng is such an idea now.

It's normal to lose, but it will be very beneficial to win, "Presumably Master won't treat me like he did before."

After all, I'm someone who can even deal with my uncle, hehe! ”

Jiang Que glanced at Qiusheng a few times, and then said to him: "Okay, I agreed to this matter, let's go to the courtyard to compare." ”

In order to prevent Uncle Nine from suddenly coming out to stop him, Jiang Que agreed to Qiusheng's proposal, starting early or ending early.

At the same time, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously something that Qiu Sheng had not noticed.

The two quickly came to the courtyard, and watched the eager Qiusheng jump into the courtyard and already set up a posture, as if they were unwilling to defeat him.

However, Jiang Que still didn't have any unusual thoughts, just glanced at it lightly: "Qiusheng, are you ready?" ”

Qiusheng didn't answer, but said lightly: "I should have asked you this, are you ready, uncle?" ”

He was full of confidence, thinking that it should not be difficult to deal with Jiang Que, a person who had not yet begun to cultivate the Dao Fa or fists and feet.

A faint gaze fell on Jiang Que, this cheap uncle may really be a little extraordinary, but that's all.

However, immediately after that, Jiang Que smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Qiusheng, if you admit defeat now and beg Uncle for mercy, I can still spare you for being rude this time."

But if you continue to be obsessed, then I won't let you go, and I can't say that I have to teach you a lesson. ”

But Qiusheng felt that Jiang Que must have said this on purpose, maybe he felt that his strength was not good, and he planned to deceive him.

If he was fooled, wouldn't he have lost before he even started the fight?

"No, I can't admit defeat, Uncle Shi must have lied to me."

Clenching his teeth, Qiusheng immediately put on a posture, his legs bent slightly, as determined as a horse step, continued to look at Jiang Que, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Uncle Shi, you should make a move first, otherwise you won't even have a chance to make a move for a while." ”

He felt that this was already a big concession.

Who knows, Jiang Que stood with his hands in his hands, but shook his head and denied: "If I make the first move, you will be the one who has no chance to make a move."

What's more, you are a nephew, or you should strike first, uncle, I will let you take the lead. ”

The breezy words seemed extraordinarily ordinary and ordinary, and he stood in front of Qiusheng as a whole person, as if a momentum of not being angry and arrogant began to roll out of his body.

Uncle Nine is not here, and neither is Wencai.

Qiusheng thought about it, and then secretly thought about it, "If Uncle Shi is knocked down at this time, I think he has something to say." ”

As for whether he will be defeated, he thinks it is impossible to lose, "I have been practicing with my master for many years, and I have learned some of the kung fu of both Taoism and fists and feet, and it should be enough to deal with my uncle." ”

After some weighing, Qiu Shengcai grinned at Jiang Que and said: "Uncle Shi, then you have to think about it, my nephew and I are going to make a move, if you can't parry, you can shout loudly and admit defeat." ”

Then he smiled slightly, and smashed at Jiang Que, in his opinion, a Jiang Que in ancient costumes was definitely not his opponent.

The long fist was swung out, and when it was about to hit Jiang Que's body, it was suddenly blocked by a palm, and the power of the tiger and tiger that it originally carried was now all unloaded by Jiang Que lightly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qiusheng hurriedly swept away another sweeping leg like sweeping thousands of troops, as if the legs and feet were swept away without money.

Bang!

Jiang Que grabbed Qiusheng's fist with his right hand, and the whole person turned over with a harrier in mid-air, directly turning Qiusheng over, and his original sweeping leg instantly lost its support point.

Poof!

In this two-breath time, Qiusheng went from a winner to a loser, and the whole person was as easy as throwing a sandbag by Jiang Que.

I only felt dizzy, and I was almost cut off by Jiang Que.

He never thought that Jiang Que, the uncle who suddenly appeared, would be so powerful, "Didn't he just come to Renjia Town yesterday, didn't he practice fist and foot kung fu?" ”

But what's going on now?

I only felt that the bones in my whole body were about to shatter, but fortunately, Jiang Que didn't kill him, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

"Senior nephew, do you want to continue?"

Jiang Que's voice was like a ghost, and it also came faintly, and he heard Qiusheng's heart to drill into the cracks.

What a shot in the foot.

I thought I was in control of everything, but now it seems that I just think too much.

Uncle Shi is still Uncle Shi after all, it is definitely not something he can shake, this time after being taught a lesson, he had to admit defeat and said: "Forget it, Uncle Shi, you are too powerful, I am not an opponent."

But seriously, how did you cultivate, uncle?

I'm afraid that your strength is comparable to that of a cow, right?

Well, that metaphor might not be appropriate! ”

In the end, Qiusheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and he didn't know how to describe it.

Jiang Que didn't mind Qiusheng's description, since the foundation was successfully built, his strength was indeed much greater than that of ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to easily restrain Qiusheng and teach him some lessons.

Facing Qiusheng's inquiry, he just asked with a faint smile: "What, do you want to learn too, senior nephew?" ”

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