Chapter 292: The Anger of a Man (8)
"You don't agree?"
After listening to Thirteen Lang's words, the Venerable and the dwarf man thought that there was something wrong with their ears, and subconsciously asked back
Heaven is pitiful, and the fools also know how difficult it is for them to make such a determination, and what an important turning point for Thirteen Lang and even for the Purple Cloud Dao Academy. In the face of this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing, he actually disagreed?
Why did he dare to? Was he crazy, or was his brain burned out by the influence of the illusion and the Six Desires Dao Method?
Others can be bluffed by the Thirteen Langs, but the dwarf who has cultivated to the Perfection Realm will not, and of course the Venerable will not. They all knew in their hearts that not to look at Thirteen Lang's previous arrogance and arrogance in the audience, but in fact, the lights were almost exhausted, and the situation was so bad that it couldn't be worse.
Originally, Shisanlang was not in the best position, and although the battle took a short time, it was an out-and-out cut-off of the flow, which made him on the verge of collapse.
The old man of Aoi Ling is so easy to kill, Lan Meng's spirit is so easy to break, the two ghosts snatch the spirit are so resolved, or the spirit destroying needle, the sound of the gods, every time and every time, it will bring a lot of damage to Thirteen Lang; if it weren't for his super recovery and will, and he has some kind of unknown treasure, I'm afraid that his energy is exhausted at this time, and it is not easy to stand up.
And from the outside, if the two branches changed sides because of this battle, wouldn't he understand what it meant to Ziyun City?
In such a situation, he actually disagreed!
"Of course not. β
Shisanlang replied with great affirmation: "I came from Cangyun, Ran Bujing is my fellow countryman, and he has helped me a lot in this battle. No one can quit early except him. β
Coax!
The audience was in an uproar again, and people were surprised and shocked at the same time, and couldn't help but feel funny, secretly wondering how useful such an overt attempt to sow discord could be? Is Thirteen Lang fake smart or really stupid. How could he say such an unreliable interlude.
Wouldn't it be too ridiculous and naΓ―ve for him to treat Yelian and Wulei as fools who are jealous and jealous?
Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Shisanlang in unison, hoping to find some traces of ridicule and ridicule on his face, so as to prove that this was another psychological war for him, another mockery of the other side
Things are not at all what people think. Thirteen Lang's expression was extremely solemn, serious, and sincere, but there was no sense of ridicule.
"What I said is true. Without him, these people's minds would not collapse so easily. Besides, Ran Bujing hadn't hurt anyone in Ziyun before, not even the flowers and plants, and the students couldn't think of what to think except for gratitude. β
Turning around, he turned to the other three and said, "They're different. For example, this old woman, although she made a small mistake, her pet beast is dead, and it stands to reason that she can offset the guilt. It's a pity that the family is not considerate. Unless she has the courage to quit automatically without being commanded, she will have to fight. β
"As for the two of you. β
Thirteen Lang's indifferent gaze swirled around the remaining two. Suddenly smiled.
"Think of a joke and tell it to everyone. β
"A group of robbers are eyeing a good family that keeps to themselves. greedy for his wealth, and even covets other people's women's beauty. The robbers were entangled together, encouraged each other to be courageous, and under the leadership of a leader, they rushed into the courtyard of the house, destroyed the gate, smashed the fence, trampled on the fields and stole the crops; As a result, some of the robbers threw their knives and guns, and then said to those who were ready to fight back: "Dude, let's stop fighting, I'll leave." β
The laughter gradually rose, scattered at first, and slowly echoed by some people, and then countless people. ...,
"Interestingly, there are such robbers in the world. β
"Hehe, there is, there is in front of you. β
"Really, haha!"
Laughing and laughing, people suddenly realized that the pressure from the air was not so terrible, and even some cute coke.
"It's funny, but don't think it's a joke, it's my own experience, it's a real story that happened to a man called the Descendants of the Dragon. β
I don't know weishenme, at this time, Thirteen Lang's expression was a little sparse, and his tall figure revealed a bit of gloomy taste. On his handsome face, there was an old man who was lonely, and there was a trace of indescribable anger in his calm voice. It's just that this taste doesn't make him look old and boring, but adds a bit of depth and remoteness, which is not charming.
"Handsome, so handsome!" Yan Meng wanted to laugh, but his eyes felt inexplicably sour, and he was very dissatisfied with himself.
"What are you doing, my brother said it so well. β
The laughter subsided, the noise subsided, and people felt an alternative heaviness and began to wait in silence.
Thirteen Lang raised his head and said, "Whether it is a battle or a war, it is not that one side can stop when it says stop, since you have stretched out your claws, you must be prepared to be cut off." β
After a slight pause, Thirteen Lang saluted the two Danas in the air, and said calmly and firmly.
"Want to quit until I chop off their paws. β
That was the end of his words, and the picture on the battlefield was also frozen.
At that moment, Ziyun City was completely quiet.
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The Daoyuan Contest is not a killing contest, and when one side feels incapable of the enemy, or wants to quit for other reasons, there should be no one to stop it. However, in a few extremely special and basically impossible circumstances, the other party does have the right not to be allowed.
Like now.
One side takes the stage and uses magic magic weapons to attack the other side, regardless of whether the attack is effective or ineffective, the attacked party has not had time to fight back, and the attacking party suddenly does not want to fight any more, and needs to get the consent of the other party.
In other words, no one can run away with a fight, which will form a loophole for those who have no heart and no face to penetrate.
This rule was originally redundant, and there had never been a similar precedent in the thousands of years of history of the Taoist Academy, but today, in this twists and turns of the tense and breathless competition, Jusanro is the one who is attacked. brazenly uttered words destined to be etched for eternity.
"Not allowed!"
Indifferent, vicious, resolute, irresistible.
Air. The two distinguished masters looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They thought that there were such good and well-behaved people in the world, and it was really strange that the Purple Cloud Dao Academy could cultivate such a stupid and stupid brute.
Whether the two juniors can resist the blow of Shisanlang is a trivial matter, and their life and death are also trivial matters.
But the important thing is: how do we step down after this and this?
"Well said!"
Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out. The brute-dignified body stepped out of the Chuan Gong Cliff, raised his thumb at Thirteen Lang, and laughed wildly: "Good boy, no wonder you are so loved." Even Lao Tzu can't help but like you!"
The audience was discolored, and looked at Shisanlang with sympathetic eyes, thinking to themselves what was going on?
"Bah, bah, bah!" Yan Meng spat a few times and almost fainted on the spot.
Shisanlang calmly clenched his fists and said, "Thank you seniors." β
His Holiness and the dwarf man had gloomy faces. I thought to myself, you damn brute, shouldn't you say hello to us first?
The barbarian didn't even look at them, and said directly: "It's decided, the competition continues." Uh, and that kid surnamed Ran. Are you still going to fight?"
"This thing, it's not stupid!" Yuan Chaonian glanced at the barbarian. I feel good in my heart. ...,
"Master is so handsome!" Yan Meng applauded in her heart.
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To fight or not to fight?
To fight or not to fight?
Ran Bu was as if he was constantly scratched by thousands of ants, and his mood was indescribable. Refining the Six Desires, his control over his emotions is so great that there is little to move him.
At this moment, however, he hesitated.
Or rather, he was in a state of confusion.
"Don't hold on, no matter what you think of me, it's a fact that you helped me before. β
Thirteen Lang looked at him with sneering eyes, and his vicious mouth continued to spit words that were disgusting but had to be pondered.
Looking away from Ran Bujing, Thirteen Lang glanced at Ye Lian, turned back to the three opponents, and said in an indifferent voice.
"How can they rest assured that they will fight with you?"
Ran Bu smiled bitterly, the other three also smiled bitterly, even the Venerable in the air, the five thunders on the cliff, and thousands of students all smiled bitterly.
The difference is that some people smile bitterly because it is really bitter, and some people smile bitterly because it is sweet, indescribable, inconvenient to say but inexplicably sweet.
Shisanlang said again: "If you stay, you will be held accountable for victory and failure, how can you be willing?"
Glancing back at Yelian, he said, "What would she think?"
What is Vicious?
Here it is.
"Enough! Don't surprise my brother to come back, in this battle, our hospital admits defeat. β
Ye Lian finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and her beautiful face no longer concealed the disdain and anger in her heart, and said, "Xiao Shisanlang, you succeeded, but you also failed. β
Jusan Lang asked, "What do you say?"
Yelian replied, "It doesn't matter if you win or lose this battle, the important thing is that if you don't succeed in laying the nail on your mind, you will lose." β
"The nail is there, so why should I come to settle it? I'm just putting a hammer on the nail and nailing it tight. β
Looking at the figure of Ran Bu who retreated in frustration, Thirteen Lang said calmly: "Whether you admit it or not, this nail has been inserted to death, and no one can pull it out again." β
With that, Thirteen Lang rushed forward and pounced on his next opponent.
On the battle platform, a more violent storm set off again.
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At this time, young and old were relatively speechless.
After a long time, the old man sighed lonely and said: "Old, really old, although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that the old man is indeed old." β
Mr. Big groaned and said, "I have to watch it, don't make any trouble." β
The old man waved his hand and said, "No need, the eyebrows are there, and there are barbarians to help them, so nothing big will happen." β
Mr. Big was silent, thinking that if he kept walking on a tightrope, he would inevitably stumble one day.
The old man said, "It's another thing, and you need to do it yourself." β
Mr. Big waited quietly.
"You go to accompany the demon envoy, after all, you are a guest from afar, and it is not good to hang it like this. The old man commanded lightly
"Don't think about Dabi anymore and focus on the battlefield in the outer lands, that's the big thing. β
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