Chapter Forty-Eight, Who Participates in the Battle
"Cousin, I can fight!"
A young warrior stood up.
Zhimu Bing glanced at him indifferently.
"The second branch will definitely send the three strongest of the younger generation, Zhimu Jiecheng, Zhimu Yingcheng, and Zhimu Xiucheng, among the three of them, which one can you win?"
The young warrior's face was hesitant.
"Zhimu Xiucheng's cultivation is at the peak of the foundation building period, and some time ago, my cultivation also broke through to the peak of the foundation building period, and it shouldn't be much worse than him. ”
Zhimu sneered.
"Zhimu Xiucheng reached the peak of the foundation building period last year, only one step away from the mixed yuan period, and it was not long before you broke through the peak of the foundation building period, you are far from him compared to him, this is not an ordinary competition, it is related to the belonging of Lingshan, and people who are not sure of victory cannot fight!"
The young warrior's face turned red.
"Cousin, why do you look down on me so much. ”
Zhimu Mingyi glanced at Zhimu Bing with a frown.
"Among the young generation of our first line, apart from you, Dong'er is the strongest, if he can't play, who can?"
The lobby fell silent again, and everyone present fell into silence, the first pulse of the young generation withered, and there were really few people who could show their hands.
Bang ......
All that remained was the sound of the dragon eating and drinking.
The faces of the elders were a little embarrassed, and everyone was discussing important matters, but he was eating and drinking.
The servant girl who was waiting next to Long Buqi was so red that she almost burst out laughing.
Zhimu Bing glanced at Long Buqi indifferently, she got along all the way, she already knew a lot about Long Buqi, it was nice to say, she was a person in temperament, and it was ugly to say, it was this virtue, she nodded slightly to Zhimu Mingyi.
"Okay, according to what the second uncle said, the cousin is considered a person who appears, who else is there?"
"This ......"
The crowd was immediately embarrassed.
Zhimu Shangyi watched all this quietly, and did not intervene from beginning to end, his daughter discussed the candidates for the competition with everyone, just like him discussed with everyone, and was able to represent his opinion.
He was very satisfied with his daughter's performance, but unfortunately, he gave birth to a daughter by mistake, and if it was a boy, it was very likely that he would inherit his position as the head of the family in the future.
Zhimu Mingyi's gaze swept over several young martial artists, and finally landed on a young martial artist, "Ding Er may be able to fight." ”
Zhi Mudong also agreed with his father's proposal, "Yes, my cousin's cultivation has reached the foundation building period and can fight." ”
Zhi Mubing categorically objected, "No, his strength is even weaker!"
Zhimu Mingyi's face was displeased, and he glanced at Long Buqi.
"Ding Er's strength is definitely stronger than the people in the condensation period you invited, if you don't let Ding Er fight, won't he be able to let him fight?"
Zhimu Bing said, "Yes, I invited him here just to let him be a helper. ”
Several elders sneered.
"Bing'er, why do you always value outsiders, but don't trust your own people?"
"He's just a person in the condensation period, how strong can he be?"
"He wants three medicine kings as a reward, does he think he is a top powerhouse? In my opinion, Ding Er will be able to fight, there is no need to let him make a move!"
Belch!......
Long Buqi burped and glanced at several elders.
"Have you discussed it well? If you continue to discuss it like this, when you compete tomorrow, you won't be able to discuss who will fight, whether it is a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out and slip around, which is stronger and which is weaker, and you will know if you have a competition?"
Several elders suddenly breathless, shocked by his confidence.
The lobby fell silent again, and a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone's eyes were on him, and I don't know where he got his confidence.
"Humph!"
The young martial artist Huo Ran stood up, staring at Long Buqi with bright eyes, "Since you are so conceited, I will try it with you, I want to see if you are worth the value of the three medicine kings!"
Rumble!
Directly smashed out with a punch, Yuan Li Pengbai, the fist wind was violent!
The five fingers of the dragon weapon opened, and Huo Ran turned into a Yuan Force dragon claw.
Airplanes!
The Yuanli Dragon Claw poked out and pinched the young warrior's entire body.
It's like pinching a little chick!
Click......
Squeezed slightly, it suddenly made his bones rattle and almost shattered!
"Yuan Force Transformation!"
Zhi Mudong exclaimed.
Zhimu Mingyi and several elders all changed their faces drastically.
"Stop!"
"Don't hurt Ding'er!"
Long Buqi smiled and waved his hand, scattering the Yuanli Dragon Claw.
The young martial artist looked at him blankly, and only then did he realize that compared to Long Buqi, his strength was too weak!
Zhimu Shangyi Huo Ran, who was on the main seat, stood up and looked at Long Buqi with burning eyes.
"Okay! The person recommended by Bing'er really didn't disappoint me, your strength is enough to represent our first vein!"
Long Buqi raised three fingers.
"If you want me to fight, you can do it, and the reward that Zhimu Bing promised to give me is not missing any of the three medicine kings. ”
Zhimu Shangyi laughed heartily.
"Three plants are three plants, if you can keep the ownership of Lingshan, the three medicine kings and my Zhimu family can still take it out!"
Several elders looked at Long Buqi in shock.
"His Yuan Force fluctuates, and he only cultivates in the Qi Condensation Period, why can he cast his Yuan Force Transformation Form?"
"The Yuan Force Transformation can only be used by cultivating in the Mixed Yuan Period, and he can be used in the Qi Condensation Period, which breaks the martial arts rules, which is unbelievable!"
Zhimu Bing explained.
"This is not a Yuan Force incarnation, but a martial art. ”
She has fought against Long Buqi, and she is more aware of Long Buqi's strength.
Zhimu Mingyi picked up a glass of wine in both hands and looked at Long Buqi apologetically.
"This little brother, I despised you before, I don't believe in your strength, Lingshan is extremely important to our first branch, I have to be cautious, please don't be surprised, I toast you, it is considered to be an atonement"
The dragon does not wave his hand.
"The toast is free, I've just been full. ”
"This ......"
Zhimu Mingyi was embarrassed, his hands holding the wine glass stiffened, he didn't put it down, he didn't put it down, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Okay, then I'll have to punish myself with three glasses. ”
After a drink, he asked the maid to pour two more glasses, and it was also dry.
"I'll also punish myself with three glasses!" Zhi Muding also picked up the wine glass and drank it dry.
Zhimu Mingyi couldn't help glaring at him, just now the father and son were both upset.
The elders were also very negligent to Long Buqi just now, and they all threatened to punish themselves for a few cups.
Long Buqi glanced at everyone in disappointment, and punished himself several times the wine, which is nothing to a martial artist, and besides, this wine is soaked in elixir, and after drinking it, it will help to cultivate...... Is this called "self-punishment"? It is clearly "self-appreciation"!
Long Buqi was already full of food and drink, too lazy to accompany him, and after saying a word, he said goodbye and left.
Everyone stood up, watched him leave the lobby, and under the guidance of the maid, he walked in the direction of the guest room.