Chapter 144: The contest between the two yin ratios
Wang Ai pointed at the crowd: "He, I want to fight with him and fight with him!" β
Everyone looked in the direction Wang Ai was pointing.
I saw that Wang Ai's fingers were referring to a small Taoist priest who was short in stature and not good-looking, except for a pair of big ears.
The little Taoist priest stood behind the crowd and watched the battle, revealing most of his head, if he didn't look at it deliberately, he was afraid that he would ignore it.
"This little fat man is really sharp-eyed, and he actually picked Huaiyi!"
"Oops, this little fat man is really a chicken thief, Huaiyi, this kid, it doesn't seem to be good at cultivation, he usually doesn't dare to show it, don't capsize this time."
"It must be that Zhiwei just let Huaiyi go over to do chores, and was noticed by this little fat man, Huaiyi has been honest all day, and he has never talked to anyone, but he was actually picked, a little angry!"
"It's a little angry, if Huaiyi fights, if he loses to the Lu family Erbi just now, to be honest, it's not a shame, but to lose to this little fat man who is dressed very festively, I'm afraid it's a big blow to him."
The brothers and sisters of Longhu Mountain talked a lot, but Lin Huaiyi never showed his means, so that they didn't know Lin Huaiyi's depth.
"Senior Brother Zhang, is it inconvenient?" Lu Jin also realized that the situation was not right, and proposed: "Why don't you pick someone again?" β
"It's not impossible to pick people again!" Zhang Zhiwei looked at Wang Ai and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want to pick him?" I can give you another chance to choose! β
Give me one more chance...... When Wang Ai heard this, he suddenly felt that he had chosen the right one before, and said excitedly:
"Just the little Taoist priest with big ears, the one with a difference of five feet and half an inch, just him, unchanged!"
Hearing this, the brothers and sisters of Longhu Mountain hung their heads and were worried about Lin Huaiyi.
Zhang Zhiwei smiled, Wang Ai, a little fat man, is good at picking people.
"In that case, then Huaiyi, go up and accompany this Taoist friend of the Wang family!"
"This ...... That...... All right! β
Lin Huaiyi in the crowd hesitated, but still walked to the middle of the school field, although he likes to hide clumsy, but he can also distinguish the occasion.
The other party is going to challenge him by name, if he retreats, he will lose not only his own face, but also the face of Longhu Mountain.
When the time comes, even if the senior brother doesn't smoke him, the master will smoke him after knowing about it.
On the school field, Wang Ai smiled and said: "Wang Ai of the Wang family, I want to learn the tricks of Xiao Gaogong!" β
Lin Huaiyi also arched his hand: "Don't dare to be a high meritorious, the little Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, Lin Huaiyi!" β
After speaking, he put on a posture and waited for the battle, with vigilance in his eyes, apprehension on his face, and an honest look
Wang Ai smiled and said, "Senior Brother Huaiyi, you are the host, why don't you let me make the first move?" β
Hearing this, the senior brother of the Heavenly Master's Mansion hung his head and paused, this little fat man looked naΓ―ve, but in fact he was very treacherous, picked a soft persimmon, and made this kind of request, the key is that this request is really so reasonable.
Zhang Zhiwei smiled, and finally saw Wang Ai's sinister side, and thought that he would always be naΓ―ve.
However, how to say this one, it can be regarded as a comparison between the two yin.
"I picked the opponent first, and I have to make the first move, this is a bit unspeakable, Senior Brother Zhang, do you want me to talk about it?" Lu Jin whispered to Zhang Zhiwei.
Lu Jin also knew the general situation from the conversations of the people around him, this little Taoist priest with big ears didn't seem to be very high.
He didn't want Wang Ai to go too far, he wanted to leave some dignity for the four families, and if he won, he would win with dignity, and if he lost, he would lose frankly.
"Not too much, not too much, Lao Lu, have you forgotten which gang you belong to?"
Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile, he understood why they were all small, but Wang Ai and Lu Ci got closer.
In a sense, it is mainly because Lu Jin is too upright, and he doesn't help his relatives in trouble.
And Lu Ci and Wang Ai are not the kind of people with clean butts.
Therefore, even if they grew up together, they went to the battlefield together, and they had a hundred years of friendship, but later, they still drifted apart.
"Where is Senior Brother Zhang, it should be fair to discuss this kind of thing!" Lu Jin said.
"It's supposed to be fair, but it's a very unfair competition!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"Ah......" Lu Jin didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhang Zhiwei's words.
Zhang Zhiwei continued: "Regardless of whether the public is unfair or not, I mean, now that the four of you are in a gang, Wang Ai is defeated, you remember to go up and avenge him!" β
It was already a very unfair competition, Wang Ai defeated me to take revenge...... The words were so straightforward, Lu Jin was not a fool, and immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Zhiwei's words, the big-eared Taoist priest who was not good-looking was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Lu Jin hurriedly looked towards the field.
In the face of Wang Ai's unreasonable request to strike first, Lin Huaiyi did not agree, nor did he refuse, but continued to swing his fists, looking at Wang Ai nervously, as if he was facing a great enemy, waiting for Wang Ai to strike first.
And this attitude was taken as a default by Wang Ai, so he took out the pen and paper he carried with him, wanting to show the secret technique of Shen Tu.
Wang Ai's cultivation is far from catching up with his father, so he has not yet reached the realm of the Void Practice, and he needs to paint.
In fact, he also had a picture scroll given by his father in his pocket for self-defense, but this was just a competition after all, so he didn't use the means given by his father, but painted it himself.
But if he wanted to paint, Lin Huaiyi didn't give him time to paint, kicked the ground of the school field, rolled up the soil and stones, and kicked towards Wang Ai, and at the same time his footsteps moved quickly, straight to Wang Ai.
When he's stupid, let the other party take the lead?
Just because he didn't speak just now doesn't mean he agreed!
Lin Huaiyi didn't want to expose too much strength, so he planned to use a trick to make a quick decision.
"Hey, it's okay, you don't talk about martial arts!"
Wang Ai was angry, just now he thought that the other party promised him to make the first move, so he wanted to draw a lot of means in one breath and attack together, but he didn't expect that as soon as he started writing, the other party rushed over.
But fortunately, Shen Tu's painting is far less troublesome than drawing talismans, so even if he just started to write, Wang Ai also drew something, only to see him grasp the scroll and shake it violently.
An ink-colored shadow bloomed in the air out of thin air, and then quickly disappeared.
Zhang Zhiwei himself has a keen sense of consciousness and a divine eye that can see through the void, and he can see at a glance that the ink-colored shadow that flew out of the painting turned into a three-foot-sized human figure with a blurred face, and rushed towards Lin Huaiyi.
Except for Zhang Zhiwei, although the others couldn't intuitively see the true face of the ink-colored shadow, they could also feel that there was a ball of Qi in the air rushing towards Lin Huaiyi.
Lin Huaiyi naturally felt it, but he didn't use his means to resist, but lowered his waist with an iron plate bridge and dodged the attack of the shadow.
"Don't talk about martial arts, look at the moves!"
Wang Ai shouted angrily, held the pen, and swayed the ink at will, and several strange-shaped shadows flew out of the scroll again.
At this moment, Lin Huaiyi also carried the golden light spell, and his body was covered with an extremely weak layer of golden light, and he knew that his defense was extremely poor at a glance.
"This golden light spell method, some of them can't be used!"
"Huaiyi, it's a bit mysterious, don't take it hard, rush over directly and cut the middle door of that little fat man!"
"Come on! Huaiyi! β
On the sidelines, the senior brothers were cheering Lin Huaiyi up.
It seems that he got the hint of his senior brother, Lin Huaiyi, who originally wanted to use the weak golden light to carry the pounce of several shadows, suddenly bent his legs, jumped up with a bang, dodged the pounce of the shadows, and the whole person turned over in the air and rushed to Wang Ai.
He snatched the pen from Wang Ai's hand, slammed his shoulder and right knee into Wang Ai's body, took advantage of his unstable center of gravity, grabbed his forearm, snatched his scroll, and then struck Wang Ai on the throat with an elbow.
A series of attacks flowed smoothly, and Wang Ai was not given the slightest room to fight back, not to mention the things in his hands, and he didn't even have time to use the protective means left for him by his father.
"Ah...... Oooh......"
Wang Ai cried out in pain and wanted to admit defeat, but he was beaten an elbow in the throat, although it was okay and he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he couldn't call out the words of surrender.
At this time, the few ink shadows released by Wang Ai chased and killed Lin Huaiyi.
Lin Huaiyi made a shocked expression and hurriedly hid behind Wang Ai.
In an instant, those ink-colored shadows didn't have time to dodge, and they hit Wang Ai's chest one by one, and drilled into his body in one go, making Wang Ai's eyes split.
Seeing this situation, Lu Jin was about to go up to relieve the siege, he knew the shadow method, and if he really had to sit idly by, the fat man would have to suffer an old sin.
However, Zhang Zhiwei was faster than him, and he saw that his eyes were condensed, the void was on fire, and the shadow that drilled into Wang Ai's body was suddenly burned to ashes.
"Huhuhu......"
When the torture ended, Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and looked at Lin Huaiyi behind him in shock and anger.
I saw Lin Huaiyi standing in the middle of the field, holding hands in his hands, lowering his head, unable to see the specific eyes and expressions, and said:
"Young Master Wang, concede!"
And at this scene, the brothers and sisters of Longhu Mountain were speechless in surprise.
Cheers erupted.
"Yes, yes!"
"Huaiyi did a good job, smart!"
"Defeat the strong with the weak, attack the short with the long, and be smart!"
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In the battle just now, it was full of calculations, and in less than five seconds, Lin Huaiyi did not show any other means from beginning to end, except for using a thin layer of golden light.
Even Jin Guang didn't use it, he was directly taken by surprise, burst into front of Wang Ai, and beat him violently, as for the cruel move behind, it was Wang Ai's own doing, and it was none of his business.
Anyway, from this exchange, the brothers and sisters only saw Lin Huaiyi's good fist and foot skills, but as for the real cultivation, they didn't see it at all.
It's still hidden, and it's very good at hiding, it seems that Wang Ai can't force you to do it...... Zhang Zhiwei secretly said in his heart and looked at Lu Jin.
At this moment, Lu Jin had already helped Wang Ai back from the field.
Wang Ai's snot and tears flowed all over the ground, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he knew that the injury was not light at a glance, and he said vaguely in his mouth:
"Lu Jin, you are my playmate, you have to help me take revenge, help me get back on the field, help me teach that big mouse a lesson, he yin me, yin me, Lu Jin ......"
(End of chapter)