Chapter 100 Laoshan Daoren
Everyone looked at it, except for the suit he was wearing, which was messy, there was no injury on his body, and there was no trace on his face after being punched a few times, which was really very strange.
Looking at Zhu Long again, although everyone knows that Zhu Long's genetic ability value is extremely high and he is covered in copper skin and iron bones, he is an absolute powerhouse, but in this simple fight, Zhu Long's face is colored, his eyes are swollen and he can't open them, and his whole body is exposed to blue and purple, which looks very embarrassed.
"You're good, you can hold on to my attack for ten seconds." Max straightened his clothes for a moment, and then spoke.
"I'll you!" Zhu Long scolded: "Come again, let's fight again, this time it's not fun!" ”
As he spoke, Zhu Long tore off the cotton robe on his body, revealing his vigorous chest muscles.
At this time, the old man standing behind Zhu Long shouted sharply: "Zhu Long, that's enough, Hugh is messing around." ”
Zhu Long looked back when he heard the voice, and said with some grievances: "Grandpa, this kid beat me, I won't be able to get out of this breath if I don't beat him to death today." ”
Old Man Zhu replied: "Today is a big matter, can you kill him another day?" ”
Zhu Long nodded and said to Max: "This fight is not over, I will come to you again another day!" ”
Max straightened his sleeves and replied heartily: "No problem, it's just a pity that you will definitely lose at that time." ”
"You ......" Zhu Long jumped like thunder, and almost made a move, but an old man came out behind him and was intercepted.
Old Man Zhu opened his mouth and said, "This little brother, we have passed the ten-second appointment, right?" ”
Max glanced at Hughes and nodded, while the general's agent wasted no time in saying, "Okay, Zhu family, you can go in." ”
Old Man Zhu took several of his henchmen and Zhu Long to salute the agent, and then swaggered into the manor.
"So, who's going to be next?" Max asked.
Wang Qiang looked at the calm Max and said to Uncle Huang: "This guy named Max seems to be very resistant to fighting, and my hands are itchy when I see it." ”
Uncle Huang looked embarrassed: "Ahem, Mr. Wang, why don't you go and meet him?" ”
"Don't panic, someone is on again." Wang Qiang looked ahead with interest.
I saw that the young man who killed Matt in front of the head of the Li family had already come out of the crowd, and said to Max: "I'll fight you for ten seconds." ”
Max smiled and said, "Well, it seems that you all treat me as a soft persimmon." ”
The two of them stood at the door and began to fight again.
There was another wave of punches and feet, and I saw that Max still did not change his previous fighting style, facing the enemy with an invincible fist, and the young man who killed Matt as Max's opponent showed a very dodge move.
So there was a dazzling battle, and the two didn't get in the way of each other.
Ten seconds is a short time, and in the blink of an eye, the time is almost up, and when the time is about to run out, the unexpected happens!
Suddenly, the speed of Max's punch suddenly increased several times, and the young man who had been more than dodged was obviously unprepared for Max's sudden acceleration, and was hit in the abdomen by Max's punch in the blink of an eye.
I saw that the poor guy fell to the ground in an instant, bent on the ground like a shrimp and kept twitching.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm not just fighting blows, I'm also very fast, and when I'm fast, my fists will naturally be hard." Max looked at the young man who couldn't get up on the ground and said lightly.
The young man on the ground was like dancing vigorously, his whole body writhing wildly, obviously not recovering from the pain of the attack on the cluster nerves, and he couldn't fight anymore.
"I knew that the killer couldn't be trusted." The old Taoist priest said, "I'll do it myself."
The head of the Li family said: "Then there is Mr. Lao Laoshan." ”
I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest walking slowly to the sidelines with a whisk and stepping on slippers, and asked, "Who of you made a move?" ”
Max and Hughes glanced at each other, but they felt that this old Taoist was a bit of a fairy wind bone, and they knew that it was not an ordinary person, so they both treated it intently.
"I'm a little tired from fighting the two of you, so let's do this next." Max said to Hughes.
"No problem, let me do it." Hughes jumped with a butterfly knife in his hand.
When the old Laoshan Road came to the station, everyone retreated a few meters, not because of anything else, but because Hughes's butterfly * knife flew around to kill people, and everyone felt that it was a little dangerous to stand too close.
As soon as everyone retreated, the position of the Taoist was highlighted.
I saw Laoshan Daoist standing indifferently opposite Hughes, holding the dust with one hand, looking like an old god was there, unfathomable.
In the face of such an incomparably calm opponent, Hughes also became cautious, the old fairy wind in front of him, at first glance, he was a master, and the butterfly * knife in Hughes's hand seemed to be excited, beating irregularly in the air.
Smack!
Laoshan Lao Dao snapped his fingers with a very punk snap, swept the dust in his hand, and stepped away in a figure-eight step under his feet, a Mike Jackson's signature move, just like MJ who was about to start singing, almost called music.
Hughes looked at the young man who was still twitching slightly on the ground, and thought to himself that this guy in front of him was obviously seven or eight grades higher than the one lying on the ground!
Be careful, this product in front of you is by no means an ordinary person.
"Let's go, Max!" Hughes said.
"Be careful, this old way is a bit evil!" Maxter gave a notice, then pressed the watch in his hand: "Go!" ”
As soon as the words fell, the butterfly* knife that jumped in the air in Hughes's hand was eager to try, and it was about to fly out and take the Laoshan Daoist directly.
"Slow!" The Taoist said with a big grin.
"Huh?" Hughes was stunned.
"Wait." Laoshan Daoist swept the dust, took out a small bottle from his arms and said: "People are old and have poor physical strength, let me replenish water." ”
As he spoke, the Taoist raised his head and drank water.
The scene was extremely weird, Hughes twitched his head, and was thinking about what the name "Laoshan Holy Water" in the Taoist hand was, and the butterfly knife in his hand also stopped.
I saw that the Taoist drank all the water in the bottle, burped, and called "cool"!
Then, Hughes had a cold blade in his hand and was about to fight.
Outcome...... At this time, Max said with a black line: "It's time." ”
Hughes was stunned!
The crowd was also stunned.
Wang Qiang smiled: "It's okay, hahaha." ”
Uncle Huang's face almost twitched, and he muttered, "How can this be reasonable." ”
"It doesn't seem to be a foul." Liang Qiubai also said.
Liang Jingzhi also sneered: "This strange Taoist priest really has some brains, and he actually knows how to outwit." ”
And Liang Qiushi just snorted coldly: "Carving insect skills." ”
Regarding his brother's disdain, Liang Qiubai said lightly: "Brother, your too young, too simple Tucson is broken, haven't you heard of an ancient proverb?" ”
"What proverb?" Liang Qiuyuan asked with a strange expression.
"Whoever dares to drink a bottle of Laoshan holy water in one go, you'd better not mess with him." Liang Qiubai said.
"What do you mean?" Liang Qiuyuan asked.
"A guy who doesn't even care about life and death, what are you messing with him?" Liang Qiubai said.
Wang Qiang listened to the conversation between the two brothers, and his interest came, and he hurriedly asked: "What kind of existence is Laoshan holy water, so powerful?" ”
Liang Qiubai replied: "Brother Qiang, you are the right person, let me tell you, the overall taste of Laoshan holy water is salty, which makes people feel salty at the same time, people with a keen sense of taste can also eat a smell of the juice of tea after sealing and fermenting socks, the perfect combination of saltiness and sourness, ordinary people only need a small sip to be able to spit out for a day and a night, and the effect of gastric lavage is nothing more than that!" ”
Wang Qiang's eyes widened: "Have you drunk?" ”
Liang Qiubai rolled his eyes: "Brother Qiang, I'm such a person who is afraid of death, can I not think about it?" ”
"And how do you know?" Wang Qiang asked.
Liang Qiubai said: "I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs run." ”
Wang Qiang sighed: "It sounds like Laoshan holy water is very powerful, this old Taoist drank it for ten seconds in one go, it seems that the old Taoist taste is very strong!" ”
Uncle Huang on the side said: "It's not just that the taste is heavy, the key is that the holy water of Laoshan is full of carbon dioxide, and the smell of soda is strong in the nasal cavity and taste buds, which will make people have the illusion of doubting the world, and the smell of socks will invade every cell in your body, making you feel that you are made of stinky socks." This sensation travels through your esophagus into your stomach and can linger for the rest of the day. ”
"There was once a person who planned to commit suicide by jumping off the mountain wall because of business failure, and when this strange Taoist was present, the Taoist invited him to drink a sip of the ancestral formula of Laoshan holy water, and then the person suddenly had no idea of jumping off the cliff." Uncle Huang continued.
"Oh!" Wang Qiangqi
"For that person, he has seen all the things he is afraid of more than death, so what is this death?" Uncle Huang continued: "Not only did that person not die, but under the spur of the holy water of Laoshan Mountain, he cleaned up the old rivers and mountains in one go and completed the counterattack of the cause. That person was none other than the current head of the Li family. Uncle Huang pointed to the head of the Li family, who had a big belly.
Wang Qiang was dizzy for a while, and said: "The ancient proverb is really broad and profound, and I have been taught. ”
Laoshan Daoren was indeed awesome, and ended the fight in a strange way in ten seconds in one breath, while his opponent apparently forgot the rules of the game.
For the way of dealing with the old road of Laoshan, there are those who admire, there are those who are shameless, and more people are confused. Among them, the Lu family is the saddest. The worship hired by his family with a lot of money has been his own for several years, but he died inexplicably in the fight, and people just drank a water to pass the test, what the hell is the world, people can't compare.
During the field, Hughes was confused, and his head suddenly lacked oxygen, perhaps due to altitude sickness, but the Laoshan Taoist smiled and said, "Ah, it's time?" Hehe, I'm sorry, my lung capacity is okay. ”
Hughes, who came back to his senses, was furious: "You Taoist is so cunning, I want you to die!" ”
Laoshan Lao Dao smiled: "Don't be excited, didn't I have no foul......"
However, the old words were not finished, and Hughes's butterfly* knife had already flown to his chest!
What a fast knife!
Everyone blinked, thinking that this Taoist priest was probably going to die.
However, this is not the case!
A jingle sounded!
I saw that there was no false hair, and the butterfly* knife that could be guided actually hit on the dust!
Whisk!
That's right!
The Taoist's dust is made of horsetail mane, which is mixed with a lot of extremely tough gold threads, and refined by secret methods, and each silk thread has reached the point where it can block the knife.
At this moment, every silk thread in the dust is shaking straight, like a long needle!
Thousands of long needles come out of the dust handle, spread out at once, and change into a golden and white umbrella!
A good dusty umbrella, when the real wind can't blow in, the rain can't come in, and it is not ambiguous to say that it is airtight.
Such a defensive umbrella suddenly opened, and the radiation radius of the defense was extremely large, which was not a little stronger than the judge pen that Wen Guohua could pick the judge's pen, even if the butterfly * knife had the ability to jump and guide, how could it avoid the dusty defensive umbrella in front of him?
Jingle, the blade and the golden silk whisk clashed dozens of times in an extreme time, Hughes's right hand fingers trembled, each pulse beat represented a flutter of the blade, and the attack frequency was so fast that it was comparable to a bee flapping its wings!
However, even if the blade attack is extremely fast, it will be useless when it hits the dust on the surface of the umbrella.
"That's enough, Hughes, follow the rules." Max persuaded.
"No, I've got to settle the battle with this man!" Hughes was deceived and felt extremely humiliated, and at this time the battle had forgotten its original purpose, and the only thing he could think about was to defeat his opponent.
In the distance, Wang Qiang looked at this fierce battle and said, "If Hughes has no other means, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through the defense of the dust." ”
Uncle Huang frowned and asked, "How can you see it?" ”
Wang Qiang explained: "No matter how neat the blade is, it occupies the point and line, and the dust of the Taoist constructs the existence of the surface, unless Hughes can break the surface with a point, otherwise he can't win, but seeing that now, his butterfly * knife is smart and has more than enough strength, and he really doesn't dare to compliment, and it is difficult to break the defense of the Taoist." ”
Uncle Huang nodded: "I see, Mr. Wang has good eyesight." ”
Wang Qiang smiled faintly: "I guessed blindly." ”
Liang Qiushi on the side rolled his eyes.
Sure enough, Hughes did not take advantage of the battle at all, and hundreds of attacks were in vain, but the Laoshan Daoist seemed a little impatient.
\ threw away the dust in his hand, and then took out the yellow cloth bag he was carrying behind him, and threw countless objects from it.
Rune paper, yellow rice, peach wood short sword, peach wood carving, heavenly master hat, soul bell and so on and other objects flew all over the sky, and finally the Laoshan Taoist priest threw away the yellow cloth bag and laughed in his mouth: "Found it!" ”
I saw that the Taoist was holding a huge black stone in his hand at the end!
"Come on, Dao Ye will teach you to be a man today!" The black stone of Laoshan Old Road is bold in my hand, as if I have it in the world.
"Die!" Hughes roared angrily, and dozens of blades shot directly at the Laoshan Daoist.
Next...... Strange things happen
The sword light in the sky converged instantly, and then looked at Hughes's flying knives, they actually arrived in the hands of Laoshan Dao people without exception.
Hughes was horrified, his [Flying Knife Array] was invincible, and he generally made a move, even if it was one enemy and a hundred, it was not enough to worry, but today he would actually do this......
These flying knives are cultivated by Hughes with essence blood, which can be said to be spiritual objects that communicate with the mind, and they have always referred to as armies, generally pointing to where to fight. But now, I have lost control of the flying knife!
"Hey, hey!" Laoshan Daoren smiled faintly: "Now the dust has settled, don't fight." ”
Hughes's face was as earthy as earth, and his strongest move was actually broken.
"What kind of magic did you use?" Hughes asked.
Laoshan Daoist shook the large black stone in his hand, and dozens of blades on the black stone kept trembling, trying to break free from the shackles of the stone but there was no way for a long time.
"What is this?" Laoshan Daoist smiled.
"What kind of artifact is this?" Hughes asked.
Laoshan Daoist sighed, stroked his three-foot long hair, and said lightly: "This is a magnet stone." ”