On the sixth day, Yang Jiulang, who was dressed in white, and Ouyang Chun, who was dressed in orange, entered the martial arts arena at the same time.

"Cousin, it's rare to meet an opponent in life, you can use poison and formations, how about let's really fight?"

"Okay", Yang Jiulang's answer was simple. The two disappeared in an instant, the scene of more than 50,000 people, no one saw them go there, including the elders, until half an hour later, a thunder sounded in the sky, shaking the competition field 10,000 people went home to rest, everyone looked at the sky, it turned out that one orange and one white two fogs were entangled, lower and lower, lower and lower, and finally turned around in the martial arts field, and the seventh-level wind also blew to the audience, and another 20,000 people left the arena to go home to rest, and the remaining 20,000 people felt that their faces were like knives, the people at the scene, Ouyang Laozi and his wife, The three uncles and eight aunts, plus the four elders of the Yang family, Zheng Ling, and Xiao Yangguang, were all patiently watching the fight between Yang Jiulang and Ouyang Chun, and Xiao Yangguang interjected from time to time,

"Mother, why didn't Daddy use poison just now?",

"That's because your Uncle Ouyang forced your father to be unable to vacate his hand", Zheng Ling patiently explained,

"Mother, I seem to have seen Daddy's defeat just now, I seem to have seen it there",

"That's your grandfather's anger swallowing three summers", and after a while,

"Mother, why didn't Uncle Ouyang continue to attack just now?",

"That's your father's left hand that has hit his back," Zheng Ling explained again. The two of them were muttering, but the people of Ouyang Yang's family were not calm, a three-year-old baby and a little woman were actually talking about moves, and they were talking about the Tao.

It was dark, the two fighting people stopped at the same time, and when they were drinking, the second child finally couldn't help it and asked Old Man Ouyang,

"If Cousin Yang uses all his strength, how many tricks can I take from him?",

"Fifty-seven moves", the old man does not protect his shortcomings, and a more bizarre sentence comes from Little Sunshine,

"Can I defeat Uncle Ouyang?", the collective thundered, Zheng Ling's answer was even more thunderous,

"You can only support eight hundred and twenty-seven moves", even Old Man Yang and Old Man Ouyang were curiously waiting for Zheng Ling's answer,

"Because your Uncle Ouyang is too smart, he won't fall for you, he will never enter within ten meters of you, and he will only fight with you at fifteen meters, son, you are too young, your physical strength is not enough, eight hundred and twenty-eight moves, your Uncle Ouyang will hold you to find your father to drink, hehe", the mother and mother were still not hurtful enough, and started a new round of dialogue,

"Mother, how many tricks can I take from my uncle?", Zheng Ling's words changed the entire competition schedule,

"He's not your opponent", Ouyang Chun laughed when he heard it, flew over directly, picked up Xiao Yangguang and went to the wine table of Brother Seven,

"Cousin Yang, I'm going to get married, do you have a suitable one in Yangjiazhai?", Yang Jiulang said jokingly,

"Do you want to burn the fire girl too?",

"No problem, is that the one, is it here?", he was really a little impatient, because he believed in Yang Jiulang's vision, and he wouldn't joke around.

Yang Jiulang immediately became serious, looked at Ouyang Chun on the left and Mrs. on the right,

"That little cabbage is too tender, are you willing to arch?", I didn't expect to alarm the third aunt, and immediately ran over,

"Good nephew, tell me about that girl? I and your third uncle will be hired now", Yang Jiulang was forced to a dead end by himself, and in desperation, he whispered to his son Yang Guang for a while,

"Daddy, if I get things done, you will fight with me for three days",

"Good".