"What's not to do? If I go to perform martial arts, do I still buy myself to lose? ”

"Uncle Shi, there is still a long way to go in life, there is no need to look for a short term for the sake of fame."

Mu Nan didn't bother to explain, stuffed the spirit stone into her hand, and continued:

"If you have spirit stones, lend me a few hundred and buy them all!"

Xie Huaiwei was a little helpless.

A must-lose game.

Borrow it, the spirit stone is like playing in the water, don't borrow it, the other party is an uncle, it's not good to save face.

"Huai Wei only has two hundred ordinary spirit stones, which is not as rich as Uncle Shi."

Xie Huaiwei has no shortage of spirit stones.

She just took a number that was passable on her face.

Once Mu Nan loses, she can't think of landing vertically from Yiyi Peak, and she will only lose two hundred spirit stones.

"Okay, buy me together! I'll give you half of what you win! ”

Two hundred for five hundred, no matter how you look at it, it is a good deal.

But Xie Huaiwei knew that two hundred spirit stones were given to beggars, and she could also get a "grandma".

"I hope you can read me well when you dance!"

"I must miss you!"

Mu Nan didn't know what she meant by jumping, so she specially told her before leaving in a hurry: "Don't forget to buy it!" ”

When he listened to everyone's discussion again, he greeted people he didn't know with high interest along the way.

Listening to the sound of "Uncle Shi" arrived at the martial arts arena, I realized how grand this martial arts exercise was.

The entire martial arts arena can accommodate more than 3,000 people, but it is full.

Some held banners that read "Senior Brother Mu will win".

There were people who waved their flags and shouted, "Senior Brother Mu, I love you!" ”

There are also those who are naked and have the word "Mu" written on their bodies.

On the contrary, Huang Xiao's handful of people seemed to be alone.

A small banner with the words "Uncle Pastor will win" was squeezed into the front seat.

Without him, there are no eyes for magic.

The higher the martial arts arena, the easier it is to be injured by mistake.

When Mu Nan entered the scene, he attracted ridicule.

thumbs down, shouting faceless men, booing.

So much so that Huang Xiao was not angry, pinching his thin waist and fighting back.

It's just that the appearance of a single shadow, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a drop in the ocean.

Mu Nan didn't think anything was abnormal.

It's normal to play away from home and take some advantage.

Anyway, there are still a few people shouting cheers, aren't they?

He waved to everyone present, and after being startled by the "sound of frogs", he slowly came to the three of them.

"Uncle Pastor, what do you think of this kind of game of sending spirit stones?"

"Gently wake up the sleeping mind, slowly open your eyes, and take a good look."

Then ignoring more questions, he asked Huang Xiao: "Did I win the purchase?" ”

Huang Xiao nodded heavily: "Seventeen spirit stones, all the pressure Uncle Shi wins!" ”

Between the words, there is always a hint of generosity to death.

"Enough bro!"

"Who's a brother enough?"

Wen Yuanzheng walked over shirtless, wrote the word "pastoral" crookedly on his chest, and asked with interest.

Everywhere they passed, everyone unanimously gave way to the "plague god".

For fear that if you don't agree, you will be beaten severely.

"Brother Nan, mighty!"

Wen Yuanzheng's voice is very loud, and his breath is full of momentum.

"You know that, too?"

Mu Nan handed him the drumstick and continued, "Now, you're the cheerleader!" ”

"Cheerleaders?"

Wen Yuanzheng heard this term for the first time, and he looked puzzled.

"Are you going to shout? Who are you going to talk to? ”

"I can't help it!"

Mu Nan patted him on the shoulder and continued: "Ask Huang Xiao, I'll go first, by the way, I almost forgot to ask you, did you win if you bought me?" ”

"Eight hundred and one spirit stones, all bought! Brother Nan will win! ”

Wen Yuanzheng finished speaking proudly and reminded, "How many strong pills did you bring?" ”

"Didn't I tell you? I'm done eating it early! ”

Wen Yuanzheng's face changed, as if he had died of a relative, and he was extremely depressed.

"It's over! I'll go see if I can return the spirit stone first! ”

Mu Nan laughed, turned around and walked towards the field.

On the way, he was stopped by an honorary interviewer of the "SMS board": "Uncle Pastor, can I ask you a few questions?" ”

Mu Nan glanced at Mu Guirong, who was already standing in the arena, hungry and thirsty, and said, "Answer two questions for you at most." ”

"How are you going to deal with this exercise?"

"Use magic!"

The interviewer was stunned for a moment, and then asked sharply: "Then are you ready to lose?" ”

Mu Nan scoffed and replied domineeringly: "You can't see that kind of grand scene!" ”

Looking at his "staggering" back, the interviewer pondered for a long time and said: "Report to the center, I want to report, someone is bragging!" ”

The spirit stone of Bo Opera can't be retreated, so that after Wen Yuanzheng came back with a dead face, he resolutely became the absolute main force of the cheerleading team.

"Brother Nan, you must win, your worth is pressed!"

……

"Silence!"

The elder of the Ruling Law Hall is surnamed Gu, his name is Coubertin, and he is a half-hundred-hundred-hundred-year-old monk with a big belly.

Ping Suri smiled and squeezed his facial features together, looking like a kind goose egg.

Don't be deceived by his appearance, everyone in the Jiuyi Sect knows that Elder Gu is extremely strict in enforcing the law.

Extremely ruthless to the disciples who make mistakes.

He once used a law enforcement whip to overhaul a primordial infancy, and he almost cracked the infant!

In the ninety-one gates, what he said was sometimes better than that of the peak masters.

As now, with only the word "quiet", the originally noisy martial arts arena was instantly silent.

"This martial arts exercise has been reported by Mu Guirong to the Law Enforcement Hall. Before the martial arts exercise, I asked Mu Guirong and Mu Nan whether they accepted the mediation before the martial arts exercise? ”

Mu Guirong said in a deep voice: "The disciple does not accept mediation. ”

"Don't accept it!"

Mu Nan echoed.

There is no need to think about it, the so-called mediation is to sit down and take a step back.

Seek a surface and gas.

But to regulate this kind of thing, the party that agrees to the mediation will definitely be untruthful.

That being the case, the law does not have much to say. This martial arts exercise is a life fight, and the point is up. ”

Coubertin paused for a moment, and looked around the entire martial arts arena:

"Spells have no eyes, and pain is inevitable. It must be remembered that people should not be abolished; One party admits defeat, and the other party is not allowed to make another move; If you fall to the ground and can't breathe, you will be judged to lose! ”

"Those who break the rules of martial arts will abolish cultivation!"

The rules of martial arts are decent, but if you break the rules, you have to abolish the cultivation?

Mu Nan thought about it again, and it also made sense.

The purpose of military exercises is to settle feuds, not to retaliate.

If it comes to a situation where there is no end, it will be a death match.

"I announce, the martial arts exercise begins!"

Following Elder Gu's words, Mu Guirong sacrificed two ruler-long short swords.

One handful of red, one handful of black.

The red dagger glowed black, and the black dagger glowed red.

It's weird to look at

Mu Nan also sacrificed the measuring ruler at the same time to do a good job of defense.

"Draw the ground for prison, think about the mercy! Commandment! ”

Mu Guirong smiled and said, "Uncle Pastor is careful. ”

"Your magic weapon is too weird, I have to be more mindful."

"In my hands are twin Dao weapons, one is bloody, and the other is forever falling, both of them are known for their speed and are extremely sharp, I'm afraid that Uncle Shi's defense circle is not enough."

Mu Nan shook the measuring ruler in his hand and said casually:

"I have the same Taoist weapon in my hand, called the measuring ruler, which is extremely hard, and specializes in fighting crooked ways!"

Martial arts is a ray of opportunity.

The conversation between the two seems to be reminding each other, but in fact, they both want to press each other in momentum.

Mu Guirong did not lose his rationality because he deliberately despised the "crooked and evil ways", and arched his hand and said: "Uncle Shi is great, please take action!" ”

"Flame Fall!"

Mu Nan was not polite, and the fingertips of the canghuo pendant burst out.

With a roar, the fire dragon came out of his hand.

The first blow was a tentative attack, and Mu Guirong was a cultivator, so it was unwise to give way here.

"Trick 7: The fire falls, it is decent, but the power is good."

Elder Gu's voice resounded throughout the audience.

Mu Nan didn't listen to Shuyun Fairy talk about the Tao Recipe, and he didn't know that the Canghuo Pendant he used was called the Seven Dao Recipe.

He always thought it was just a technique taught by his master.

At this time, when I heard it, I gained some insight.

When Mu Guirong bowed, he deliberately crossed his two blades, leaving a defensive mind.

Seeing the Canghuo Falling Technique coming, the two blades were lightly divided, and a criss-cross sword qi slid towards the fire dragon.

"Whew!"

The moment the cross sword qi collided with the fire dragon, it turned into several chaotic sword qis, smashing the fire dragon in the air and landing endlessly.

"Strangling attack, one of the mysteries of Mu Guirong's twin Dao weapons."