In the makeshift ring, Tang Jiusheng and the monk beat each other with their bare hands, stunned everyone.

The two of them tried their best, they both saw sweat on their heads, the big anger monk's tricks were not tricky, the punches were all hit at Tang Jiusheng's chest or lower abdomen, and every punch Tang Jiusheng made was smashed on the head of the big anger, this fight was more like two scoundrels who were drunk and crazy, how could there be a little bit of martial arts master's demeanor?

On the bald head of the monk, he had already received more than 20 punches, and his heart was on fire for a while. This kid surnamed Tang cheated and played tricks, and every time he tried to avoid his fists, he couldn't avoid them, so he took out his palm to remove the force of his fists and try to defuse his offensive. And every punch Tang Jiusheng hit, he never dodged with great anger, relying on the innate martial arts realm's physical body and iron head skills to carry it.

Da Yan scolded while beating, "The surname is Tang, you are really a bad seed! Do you dare to hit the hard and take the fist of the Buddha and me?"

Tang Jiusheng showed no mercy, his right hand punched the bald head of the big anger again, and at the same time as the punch was struck, he used his left palm to remove most of the attack of the big anger, and then he scolded with a smile: "Bald donkey, your natural martial arts realm body, plus the bonus of the first-grade martial arts realm, if I am willing to hit your head with my fist, it is already a hard fight! If you don't accept it, I'll go get the Minglong knife, and you can talk to me about it again?"

The light skills of the monk are poorer, so the agility is far inferior to Tang Jiusheng, and when he encounters such a scoundrel who flashes with a punch, the big anger is also helpless, so he can only scold and scold while fighting to vent the anger in his heart.

Da Yan made up his mind in his heart, so he continued to fight like this, anyway, Lao Tzu's natural martial arts body has also practiced iron head skills, and he is not afraid of you fighting, but as long as Lao Tzu punches you in the chest or lower abdomen, he can beat you until he vomits blood!

The fat man sitting and watching in the stands was a little puzzled, and muttered: "What is Old Tang doing? That bald donkey's head is beaten like this, obviously he has practiced iron head skills! Old Tang, don't you be a demon, right? Every punch is a headshot, and if you continue to fight like this, even if you fight until dawn, you won't be able to win against that bald donkey!"

Ximen Yushuang smiled, "I have the lowest martial arts here, you don't understand the little fat man, so I can't understand it even more, but I believe in Xianggong, since he does this, then there must be his reason." Shui Ruyue nodded in support of Ximen Yushuang's words.

Probably because the two of them were too boring to fight on the field, Yin Sheng simply closed his eyes and recuperated, "Little fatty, think carefully with your brain, can you think of this, can't Brother Tang Xian think of it? Let's bet that the duel will be over in no more than twenty rounds, and Brother Tang Xian will beat the bald donkey of the big anger very badly, do you believe it or not?"

The fat man shook his head and said disapprerovitically: "It's impossible, this bald donkey is as manic as having mad cow disease, although Old Tang has a little advantage now, but it's not obvious, and it is obviously impossible to do it in twenty rounds! If I don't get it to fight for an hour, I'm worried that Old Tang can last that long?"

Yin Sheng opened his eyes and smiled very obscenely, "Then let's just bet something, if Tang Xiandi wins within twenty rounds, you invite me to Guangyue Tower to drink flower wine, if I lose, I invite you to drink flower wine, how about it?"

The fat man slapped his thigh, "Cheng!" As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's ears were grabbed, and the fat man turned his head sideways to look at the person who pulled his ears, and immediately coaxed, with a flattering smile, "Eh, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law!" I just bragged to Brother Yin Sheng, and I just went to the Qinglou to listen to them sing and sing, and nothing else!"

Song Yulan snorted coldly, and the hand holding the fat man's ear was even harder, "Jiang Zhenyu, as long as you dare to go to the Qinglou, I will pull your ear off, do you hear?" The fat man screamed like a pig.

Ximen Yushuang and Shui Ruyue on the side leaned back and smiled together, and Ximen Yushuang smiled: "Sister Lan, they have been there many times, and it's useless for you to cook him and eat it." When you can see it, he doesn't go, so what about when you can't see it? As long as the heart is with you, it's good, otherwise even if you can control people, you can't control the heart. ”

Shui Ruyue said: "Out of sight and out of mind, they occasionally go to drink some flower wine and have a pastime, and I don't bother to care." ”

Song Yulan put down her hand and snorted in her nose. The fat man rubbed his ears with his hands, and said with a bitter face: "Daughter-in-law, your hands are too strong, but I am your husband, if you really pull my ears off, then you won't be able to grow back!"

Yin Sheng shook his head and said seriously: "It's okay, brother and sister, you just have to rest assured, even if you pull it off, you can grow back, the arm of the opposite bone Daoist was cut off by Brother Tang Xian, and they were all taken back, not to mention the ears?"

The fat man looked sad and indignant, looked up to the sky and sighed, "God, fat man, I really made a bad friend by mistake!"

At this time, the two people on the field were in full swing, Tang Jiusheng was like a dexterous ape, surrounding the monk of the big anger to open the bow in all directions, the head of the big anger was punched one after another, from the beginning to the end only hit Tang Jiusheng twice, and both times hit the shoulder.

The monk was already angry and angry, and he was so anxious that he wanted to pound the ground. The bone-turning Daoist in the west stand was also anxious, if he continued to fight like this, he would lose with great anger! It was strange to say, Tang Jiusheng didn't hit anywhere except for the head of the big anger, he punched the left and the right, and his fists were all hit in the head.

The angry man simply stood still in place, transported all the internal strength and qi machine to the top of his head, and let Tang Jiusheng fight, every punch Tang Jiusheng threw down, it was like hitting an iron block.

The angry monk was punched and punched, and scolded in his heart, "Lao Tzu is invincible, just wait for work, and when you kid is tired and can't jump for a while, Lao Tzu will punch you away!"

Wan Deyan, who was watching the battle, stood up suddenly, "It's not good, the kid surnamed Tang is going to make it bad!" Wan Deyan just shouted, "Big anger, be careful to cover the door!" but it was too late.

Tang Jiusheng suddenly turned his fist into a kick, kicked the crotch of the big anger, fell on the field with a scream of disgust, covered the crotch and rolled in the field, the men on and off the stage all subconsciously followed the middle of the legs, this kick was really ruthless, enough to lie on the bed for two months.

Hua Gu Dao jumped down from the west stand in a rage, ran to the sidelines and scolded: "Tang Jiusheng, you actually played such a poisonous hand in a duel between the two, it's really better than a beast!"

Tang Jiusheng was not moved at all, and smiled coldly at the Bone Transformation Daoist, "For such an opponent who was born with a martial arts realm body, except for one or two cover doors is a weakness, how else can you defeat him? Why do you need to fight with wits and strength? If it is you, in this case, do you kick or not? Da is angry that the kung fu you practiced has obvious weaknesses but does not protect it, can you blame me?"

"You!" The Bone Daoist pointed at Tang Jiusheng with his finger, trembling with anger, but he had nothing to say, and finally said angrily: "Who will you send in the next game?"

Tang Jiusheng turned around, looked at the fat man on the stage, blinked, the fat man understood, and said loudly: "In this game, we are Tong Gensheng, the head of the Qingniu Palace of Tongque Mountain, who fights!"

The Bone Daoist was stunned, Tong Gensheng, the head of the Qingniu Palace of Tongque Mountain, and his martial arts were unfathomable, although as a person outside the party, he easily did not act with others, so he was not on the hero list, but his strength should not be underestimated. If he is forced to play, I am afraid that the chance of winning will be very small, three wins in five games, Tang Jiusheng's side has already won two games, and his side can no longer afford to lose.

The Bone Daoist looked back at Wan Deyan in the west stand and asked him for help with his eyes. Wan Deyan stroked his beard and smiled confidently, "Our game in this game is Yuhe Tongjun!"

Hearing the name of Yuhe Tongjun, the faces of the people on Tang Jiusheng's side in the east stand became ugly. Yuhe Tongjun, who ranked tenth on the last hero list, fought with the red-clothed Yue Lingbi for a day and a night, but was defeated. The fat man's uncle, Tong Lao Zhangjiao, is already over seventy years old, how can he win such an opponent?

I saw that Tong Gensheng, the head of the Qingniu Palace, had already floated up to the east stand from the crowd and came to the fat man's side.

The fat man rubbed his nose, "My old Ox Nose Uncle Grandpa, are you sure you can win against Yuhe Tongjun? If you can't win, you just don't end up, let's just admit defeat, your old man is already seventy or eighty, a lot of age, I don't want your old man to take this risk!"

Tang Jiusheng also swept the stands from under the stage, bowed to Old Sect Tong and saluted, "Thank you for the help of the Old Sect, I thought that the opposite side would be the end of the Bone Transformation Daoist, and we would win the battle." Now since it's Yuhe Tongjun, I think your old man should not go, let's give up this game, and try to win the next game, even if you lose in the end, it's not a big deal, I'll just apologize to them. ”

Tong Gensheng, who was dressed in a purple robe, had long and fluttering hair in the fairy wind, and his eyes widened with his eyes holding the dust, "Dolls, do you look down on Poor Dao? What kind of thing is Yuhe Tongjun? Poor Dao used to beat him all over the ground when he was young. Although more than thirty years have passed, his strength has already risen greatly, but Poor Dao may not necessarily lose to him. Everyone is here but they don't end up, where do you put this old face of Poor Dao?"

The old master taught Tong Gensheng not to listen to everyone's advice, and he swept the dust and fell on the field. Tang Jiusheng and the others were secretly worried in their hearts, not asking the old master to win, but hoping that the old master could come back safely. Tang Jiusheng had already thought in his heart, as long as the situation was not good, he would go to the field to save people, anyway, no matter what, as long as people were safe, it would be good.

The feather crane Tongjun on the opposite side had also come to the field, raising his head and meeting the eyes of the old master Tong. I saw that the crane boy Jun, just over three feet tall, looked like a ten-year-old child, his beard was white, and he had a long-lived golden lock under his head.

Yuhe Tongjun raised his head and looked at Old Master Tong, and said hatefully: "It turned out to be you, the old bull's nose! Why, are you in such a hurry to end up, are you here to find death?"

Old Master Tong laughed loudly with a whisk in his hand, "You kid, you were just a defeated subordinate of the poor Dao back then, and you dare to say such big things?"

Yuhe Tongjun clasped his arms in front of his chest and sneered: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, you are already old, either change to a young man to fight, or you quickly admit defeat, otherwise I will start to move in a while, I will accidentally beat you to death on the field, and others will scold me for bullying the elderly." ”

Tong Gensheng lowered his head and smiled: "Come on, boy, since you are known as the tenth in the world, the poor road wants to see how much progress you have made over the years, and whether you are worthy of the title of the tenth in the world!"