The blow was useless, and the iron crutch glared angrily.

But I saw a young man with short hair, short body and short legs, less than one meter five in a remote corner of the drinking party, although he was wearing a suit, he was awkward no matter how he looked at it, he was thin and small, he couldn't fit his clothes, his trouser legs were hanging on the ground, and he didn't fit in with the surrounding environment.

Tian Shengjie was rescued, and he also looked in the direction, and he was stunned at the moment, full of incredible eyes.

"How can it be him, this guy was born crippled, a congenital dwarf, although he is the son of the prime minister, but even the prime minister doesn't like him, although he is admitted to the Academy of God, but the whole emperor laughs at this guy, he is thirty years old, he has never even touched a woman's hand, and no woman can take a fancy to him, is this guy coming to the drinking party for a blind date?"

"Oh...... It must be so, but how could this Nie Baji knock back Tie Guan with one blow, everyone knows that this guy is not a waste material!"

Ignoring Tian Shengjie's thoughts, Zhang Wuhui's eyes were like torches, and he was also shocked when he looked at Nie Baji, this guy is not enough to have bones, congenitally short, on the contrary, he is definitely a super master who is not weaker than himself.

Because his exposed face is almost skin and bones, and the bones and skin are like people who have exerted the strength of dragon tendons and tiger bones, blue and black shiny, as hideous as the green skin of ten thousand years, giving people the illusion of boundless divine power, as if this is not flesh and blood, but a hungry ancient beast, the blood of the gods!

The reason why his height is short is because he has practiced Neijiaquan since he was a child, exercised excessively, and practiced kung fu with all the energy that should have been used to grow his body, and the growth hormone was insufficient, and the muscles were hardened, so that the bones were formed in advance, and he naturally did not grow tall.

Bone and muscle density compression, there are benefits, don't look at people's height, but the innate divine power is certain, and you can use this compression method to transform your own root bones.

It's not a good body to practice martial arts, but when I was a child, I compressed my bones and muscles, and my natural roots were prominent.

This kind of person sacrifices his appearance and height in exchange for promising "military assets".

When he was a child, he could understand these truths, either a reborn person with a memory, or a peerless master pointed at him and wanted to make him a "foundation!"

No matter which one it is, Zhang Wu encountered a great enemy when he first entered the imperial capital, and it was not so easy to "fight three generations".

"Friend, he hooked up with my girlfriend, taking advantage of the danger, I should take his left hand, I don't know what you mean by being nosy?"

Zhang Wu took a few steps forward and faced Nie Baji, and there was a frenzy in his heart, which was the excitement of seeing the hunt.

Since he learned martial arts, except for the senior brother Li He, who can suppress him among his peers, his opponents have always been elder-level figures, and it is rare to meet peers who can match him, so he should move forward bravely!

Nie Baji got up and nodded to Zhang Wu very modestly, his tutoring was good, and the etiquette was in place, and then he spoke, his voice was very ugly.

The sound of the broken gong and the urn was angry, but it was very loud: "He touched your girlfriend with his right hand, which has been abolished, why bother to act too drastically, we martial artists should be merciful, cut and kill at every turn, less martial virtue, but quality." ”

The voice is in the mouth but not released, just like a lion roaring, and it will not roar out the voice, but in the mouth, leading but not provoking, Nie Baji spoke like this, indicating that he had cultivated the lion's roar too much, and the vocal cords roared.

But the character of Cheng Xian, it is no problem to reshape the vocal cords, he did not do this, he must have obtained the essence of the lion's roar, he is strong and strong, and he would rather speak ugly than give up the roar!

Zhang Wu frowned, it is really the greatest wonder in the world, this Nie Baji was born of "martial arts", abandoning all appearances, just to pursue martial arts, and make himself unrecognizable, what a strange person.

The two just had a conversation, and Zhang Wu already felt that the pressure had increased dramatically, as if Mount Tai was overwhelmed, "If he really fought, he might not be his opponent", and he actually rose up to the mind of not being as good as others, and his spirit was suppressed, and he couldn't get up majestic.

"Do you want to stand up for him?" Zhang Wu asked, pointing at Tian Shengjie.

"I don't know him, although he once laughed at me to my face, but I don't care about him, although it is important for us martial artists to practice boxing, but we can't lack a broad mind, I just think that this Mr. Tie Guan is a little ruthless, and he is a little angry in his heart, and he offended his brother, please forgive me!"

Nie Baji bent down and bowed ninety degrees, and apologized immediately, his mind was so big that he was inhuman, he didn't see the slightest smell of fireworks, and his personality was perfect, just like a saint in the world, so that people couldn't find fault with it.

This style makes Zhang Wu feel more pressured, not afraid that you are obsessed with martial arts, but afraid that this kind of oil and salt will not enter, bend down when you say bend down, there is no arrogance at all, and the soul and insight are extraordinary, which makes Zhang Wu ashamed.

At least the spiritual avenue, psychological quality, he is definitely not Nie Baji's opponent, and he can't do it if he bends down when he tells others to bend down.

As for boxing, he hasn't fought yet, but Zhang Wu is already a little weak-hearted, and then asked an inconsequential word: "If we fight, what are your chances of winning?"

"Now it's 64 open, I'm six, you're 4! Ten days later, 82 will open, I have an eight-point chance of winning, and you only have two points!"

"Why?"

"Eighty years ago, he was invincible, and eighty years later, Nie Wushuang!"

Nie Baji smiled slightly, and then said: "I have been in Taoguang for thirty years, I have never shown my skills in front of people, today I came here by the qi machine, once I broke the gong, when there is an earth-shattering power to deter the world, I will challenge the martial arts world of the imperial capital, and prove the Tao with martial arts!"

Zhang Wu was dumbfounded, Tie Guan was also stunned, Tian Shengjie was even more shocked by the strong strength, and the people around him who came to the dance were all intimidated by the momentum, and many women's beautiful eyes flashed, and their faces were flushed and looked at Nie Baji.

At this moment, people's appearance and height are no longer important, if people stand up to the sky, their demeanor is peerless, and they are overwhelming the world, that invincible demeanor is far more wonderful than any appearance, enough to crush the aesthetic concept of ordinary people!

Zhang Wu couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

I wanted to emulate Shang Tiange to fight three generations and fight three generations, but as soon as he arrived in the imperial capital, he met a strong man who was so fierce that he knew that you were not the only one in the world, and that Tianjiao, who was not weaker than you, dared to be comparable to Shang Tiange back then.

However, Nie Baji wants to fight all over the imperial capital, at least to the limit of the sun and the moon, and even Nan Fansheng can only flee from the wind, why should he?

Is he already a god?

Prepare to break through the path with force, play an invincible mentality, frantically impact the spiritual barrier, and become a "god?"

But he just said that now he is doing it himself, he has a six-point chance of winning, and he has four points, perhaps using external means.

Zhang Wu pondered blindly, and Nie Baji had already spoken again: "Among the peers who can match me, except for the crown prince of the dynasty, you can barely count one, why don't you help me testify, or we walk together, you fight three generations, I fight three generations, how about it?"

Nie Baji sent out an invitation, although the voice was unpleasant, but the head made a wine glass, and drank the spirit of the blood of the enemy, which made Zhang Wu's mood agitated.

"Okay! Brother Nie, let's go together!"