Chapter 637: Feng Nanjin picks up the leak
Feng Nanjin's eyes widened when he heard the sound of people cheering, but the white-faced scholar in front of him really couldn't see any martial arts paths, and he didn't dare to act rashly, his anxious face was sweating, "In the end, whether to fight or not!" ”
The white-faced scholar on the opposite side still looked at Feng Nanjin with an innocent face with an abacus, "How to fight?" ”
Feng Nanjin was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he had never heard of Venerable Cultivator not being able to fight, it didn't matter if he couldn't fight, he flew up and rushed towards the white-faced scholar at a very fast speed, and brushed a few palms at the white-faced scholar.
He wanted to win by surprise and push the white-faced scholar off the stage in one move, but he made a big mistake, and the palm wind that swung at the white-faced scholar was like waving into a bottomless pit, and he didn't see any effect at all. Not to mention the white-faced scholar who was knocked off the stage, people didn't even move.
On the contrary, Feng Nanjin took a few steps back, his eyes looked at the white-faced scholar solemnly, it seemed that he had kicked the iron plate.
"Okay, you've hit me, it's my turn to hit you." The white-faced scholar flew over at Feng Nanjin, and waved a few palms at his chest like Feng Nanjin.
Don't look at his movements, but the power is really not small, Feng Nanjin was forced to meet his palms, but he was shocked and flew out, and suddenly reached the edge of the martial platform, and almost fell off the martial platform.
The audience at the scene all looked at them with great interest, it was the first time they had seen a duel like acting, and one of them really vomited blood.
Feng Nanjin wiped the blood stains on his mouth, he is really melancholy now, where did this come out of a living treasure, it can't be talked about, but how can he be like a child, as if he is learning from him.
Feng Nanjin knew that he was not an opponent, but he was not in a hurry, "What are you best at?" ”
The scholar saw that Feng Nanjin was bleeding, and touched his head very embarrassedly, "Good at this!" After speaking, he shook the abacus that came out of his hand.
Feng Nanjin's head suddenly became bigger, "Show me!" ”
The scholar didn't think much about it, handed over the abacus and gave it to him, Feng Nanjin took it in his hand and played with it, and then picked up the abacus with all his strength, and threw the abacus out of the clouds with lightning speed.
The white-faced scholar didn't expect Feng Nanjin to do this, he burst out, "My abacus!" After saying that, he flew and chased in the direction of the abacus.
Feng Nanjin took a look at the white-faced scholar's buttocks, just like Bai Jinyu kicked him, and kicked the white-faced scholar's buttocks.
His daily stealing can be said to be very successful, the white-faced scholar fell off the martial arts platform with Feng Nanjin's kick, he turned over in a dashing manner, a carp hit a well, and fell lightly to the ground, he looked at Feng Nanjin puzzled, "You threw my abacus and kicked me!" ”
Feng Nanjin looked at the boy like an idiot, is this person stupid?
"In the first game, the duel, Feng Nanjin won!" At this time, the referee sent by the Shenyu Temple announced the results of the first game very appropriately.
The white-faced scholar looked at the referee's bench puzzled, "We haven't finished the competition yet." ”
"If you land, you lose, you lose." The referee said lightly to the scholar.
"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced, oops! My abacus! After the scholar finished speaking, he was not convinced, so he rushed to find the abacus.
Feng Nanjin stepped down in a dashing manner.
Everyone watched this game speechlessly, and I don't know who said, "A fool and an imbecile duel, is there no one in Pangu Continent?" ”
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