"Fight or not, and don't leave, what do you want to do? Sect Master Zhang is not here, the two Zhang Protectors are always here, right? Let's go to them together to comment, so as not to be verbose here. Lei Gang said impatiently.

"Stay!" Zhang Meiniang missed Lei Gang's appearance, and the original plan fell through. It was Lei Gang's words that reminded her that this plan would not succeed and another plan would be born, "Lei Zhangmen reminded me that we are all pulse masters, so we will solve the problem in the way of pulse masters." ”

"It's long overdue. Okay, lest I bully the small, so let's go up together. "Lei Gang is gearing up, ready to clean up this gang of dogs.

"The seniors misunderstood, the fight is the fight, but you can't get off the field. You are in charge, a fifth-class cultivator, and you have rich combat experience, and a group of us are not your opponents, so it is unfair to fight like this. ”

"But how do you think it's fair to fight?" Lei Gang was interrupted three or four times, and gradually became agitated, glaring.

Zhang Meiniang smiled and said: "It's very simple, we select a representative younger than twelve years old from the team, and we will win or lose a game, I will win and take that kid away, and I will never trouble you again if I lose." How's it going?" she pointed to the boy next to her and said, "His name is Guan Hai, he is eleven years old this year, he shouldn't be much older than you, and we will send him to fight later." ”

After receiving Zhang Meiniang's instructions, Guan Hai took a step forward, looked at them viciously, and said provocatively: "Rats, if you are afraid, hurry up and hand over that stinky boy, otherwise the master will beat you to the ground." ”

Guan Hai is Zhang Jiao's personal disciple, but he is actually thirteen years old, two years different from Zhang Meiniang's under the age of twelve. It's just that he is shorter, and a boy of this age is a year or two older than he can't see it at all. But Guan Hai is very strong, as if it has only grown horizontally.

Zhang Meiniang snorted coldly: "If you don't dare to fight, I won't embarrass you." But I have a lot of time, and whenever I have time, I bring some people here to see the scenery and pick herbs, which is also very comfortable. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone on Ge Xuan's side changed. The medicine garden has condensed a lot of Ge Xuan's hard work, and to heal Shi Xin's internal injuries, this medicine garden is the most important, if Zhang Meiniang comes over every day to destroy it, it will be a bad thing.

Ge Xuan frowned and discussed with Lei Gang, both of them kept shaking their heads, at a loss. The result is obvious, Zhou Tai is the only one who can play under the age of twelve on their side, Shi Xin, Chen Bing and Ge Hong have not opened their pulses to become pulse masters. And Zhou Tai is just a low-level pulse master who has just come out of the countryside, and he has no combat experience at all, so this duel can be said to have no chance of winning.

Shi Xin watched coldly, feeling very uncomfortable. The cause of this incident is all himself, and he is like a marionette, and this feeling of life and death makes him very uncomfortable. Clenched his fists hard, Shi Xin secretly swore that if he escaped this catastrophe, he would definitely do everything possible to become stronger and make the gang in front of him regret it.

Of course, Shi Xin knew that Guan Hai, as the number one fierce general of the Yellow Turban in his previous life, if Lu Bu's force was one hundred, Guan Hai would be at least eighty-eight. After his careful observation, although history is very different because of a decision of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the basic situation of the characters will not produce basic changes. For example, Zhou Tai will never be a ranged spell support pulseist, and Zhou Yu will never be a melee physical attack pulsemaster. According to this law, combined with Guan Hai's temperament and figure, ninety percent of him is a close-quarters offensive pulse master.

Zhou Tai saw that everyone on his side was silent, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable. As the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, he broke off and jumped out. "Guan Hai is arrogant, I will meet you Zhou Tailai!"

Ge Xuan was shocked and hurriedly chased out: "Zhou Xian's nephew should not be impulsive, we still need to think about it in the long run." In case ......" he could see that Lei Gang was quite satisfied with this apprentice, and in case Zhou Tai made a mistake, he would be too sorry for the old brother.

Lei Gang grabbed Ge Xuan and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ge, let Zhou Tai try." Don't worry, with me in the field, I won't let him have anything to do. After speaking, he also walked out, and a pair of tiger eyes did not leave Zhou Tai half a step.

Ge Xuan thought about it, no matter how powerful Guan Hai is, he is just a child, Lei Gang, who has a fifth-level cultivation, always pays attention to it, and Zhou Tai should be foolproof.

"Guan Hai, first-class nine-fold, veined yellow turban mace!"

"Zhou Tai, first-class five-fold, pulse weapon violent fist gloves!"

The two opened up and reported their names.

"Hmph, it's only the first five, and it won't take much effort to defeat you. Guan Hai proudly waved the yellow scarf mace in his hand, and the yellow scarf tied at the end of the stick fluttered in the wind, and finally pointed to Zhou Tai and shouted first. His veins are golden all over, with a thick rod head, and dense with sharp thorns, which is daunting.

"Don't be quick to speak, I'm not afraid of you!" Zhou Tai slapped the violent fist gloves, and a burst of black gas like ink emitted under the agitation of true qi. His eyes were fixed on Guan Hai, and he couldn't see the slightest fear.

Although Zhou Tai is high-spirited, the gap in strength is so obvious. After all, Zhou Tai is only a nine-year-old child, and there is a clear gap with Guan Hai in terms of age, strength, cultivation, and combat experience. Even Lei Gang shook his head secretly: It is impossible to win.

Guan Hai was uncomfortable by Zhou Tai's murderous eyes, and he shouted, and the yellow turban mace smashed down fiercely.

"Bang!"

A huge impact sounded, and Zhou Tai used a violent fist to catch the yellow turban mace.

"Hey!" Guan Hai exerted force in his hand, and his true qi poured into the Yellow Turban mace. Zhou Tai knelt down with a thud, unable to catch it at all.

"Die!" Guan Hai flew up and kicked Zhou Tai in the chest. Zhou Tai's body flew out like a broken kite, and finally rolled on the ground a few times and lay on the ground.

"Hmph! Guan Hai spat on the ground and turned around to leave.

"Who do you say can't do it?"

Guan Haihuo turned around, only to see Zhou Tai supporting the ground with his hands and slowly standing up. Although he was disgraced, there were no obvious injuries on his body. Patting the dirt on his body, Zhou Tai strode over.

"Come again!"

Guan Hai's face was a little hideous, he raised the yellow turban mace, and smashed it down like crazy. This time, Zhou Tai held on twice and was kicked away again.

"Come again!"

Zhou Tai did not give up, stood up repeatedly, and fell.

"You are looking for your own death, don't blame me!" Guan Hai killed his red eyes, and no longer smashed on Zhou Tai's veins, but launched an attack on various parts of Zhou Tai's body.

Zhou Taiyun resisted with violent fists, but most of the attacks were still on him, and for a while, there were many colors on his body. Fortunately, Guan Hai still maintained a trace of sanity and did not use his death force, otherwise Zhou Tai would have been seriously injured on the spot.

Zhou Tai stood up stubbornly again, and although he was already shaky, his waist was still straight. His clothes had been torn to shreds, and his body and face were oozed with blood, like a messenger from hell, which was very scary.

"That's enough...... Shi Xin hoarsely voiced, his eyes already drenched in tears. Chen Bing, who was young in the field, had long since dared not open his eyes, Zhang Ning even cried, and even the initiator Zhang Meiniang was pale and her hands trembled slightly.

Lei Gang sighed and shook his head, and was about to admit defeat for Zhou Tai, but saw Zhou Tai waving his hand at him, and even grinning.

Zhou Tai's temperament suddenly changed! He became fierce and violent. In Shi Xin's eyes, Zhou Tai before the injury was a sandbag, let others beat him, all kinds of hammers. Now it has become both offensive and defensive, and even the action is much faster.

As if confirming Shi Xin's premonition, Zhou Tai approached Guan Hai with a strange and seemingly natural step. Guan Hai's several attacks all failed, and Zhou Tai, whose face was covered with blood, was already close at hand. Guan Hai was frightened and hurried for a while. He seemed to realize something, and took two steps back, wanting to see Zhou Tai's attack clearly.

This was the first time Guan Hai took the initiative to retreat, and he had to retreat! Zhou Tai's attack came too suddenly, too unpredictable. It's just that Guan Hai is still slow to retreat, and Zhou Tai's violent fist gloves have come to his chest.

The fist gauntlet hit Guan Hai's chest firmly, and there was no loud sound, but it didn't mean that there was no attack power. There are many bulging giant thorns on the back of the hands of the violent fist, although they are not like sharp blades that can directly stab the enemy, but they have an internal contusion to the human body, directly injuring the bones and internal organs.

When Guan Hai realized that he had been punched, his first reaction was to stare at his eyes in disbelief, and with the pain spreading from the middle punch, cold sweat broke out all over his body in an instant. Guan Hai wailed, his body fell softly, and he was on the ground, and it would be difficult to get up again for a while.

Fortunately, Zhou Tai has also reached the end of the strong crossbow, if he hits this punch in his heyday, he must make Guan Hai vomit blood on the spot.

The battle was over, and Guan Hai was so defeated that he couldn't be defeated again. Zhang Meiniang had nothing to say, but she was not convinced by this game. In her opinion, if Guan Hai used a heavy hand at the beginning, Zhou Tai would lose a lot of tea. Guan Hai lost to the enemy, and Zhou Tai won in the sneak attack, this is Zhang Meiniang's conclusion.

"Shi Xin, I won't let you go! In a year's time, if you can't become a first-class fifth-class pulse master, you will still be expelled from the Heavenly Master Sect, and I will keep an eye on you. At that time, I will tell my father, saying that Ge Xuan cares about the dogma of the Heavenly Master Sect in vain, and covers up the waste, so that your Lingbao Sect will not be able to eat and walk around!" Regardless of whether it is the inner door or the outer gate, in order to ensure the quality of the disciples, there are rank requirements for the new disciples, and if they do not reach the first class and the fifth level after one year, they will be expelled from the door.

Zhang Meiniang put down her cruel words and kicked Guan Hai on the ground, "Useless things, you can't even beat a first-class five-level child, and you often brag about how strong you are." Get out of here, don't be ashamed. ”

Guan Hai drooped his head, peeked at Zhang Meiniang for a while, looked at Zhou Tai viciously for a while, and followed Zhang Meiniang's ass and left.

Zhang Ning, who was timid and afraid, felt that Zhou Tai was pitiful, and wanted to muster up the courage to step forward to care, but he didn't want to be pulled by Zhang Meiniang, who was annoyed and angry, "Let's go, what are you rubbing?"