Ma Kun stood aside but tired and hungry, and was bitten by mosquitoes on his body a lot of swollen cells, itchy and unbearable, scratching his hands indiscriminately, scratching non-stop, and his heart was even more irritated and uneasy, when he looked up, he saw that the two of them were unsteady, crooked, and every time they cut out a knife in their hands, they had to gasp for a few breaths, and there was a sound, and the strength was not as big as before, and the move was extremely slow, and it seemed like a child playing in the eyes of others, which was ridiculous, and he said: It seems that both of them have exhausted their internal strength and are tired and unbearable. After thinking about it, I couldn't help but be happy, looked at Shui Ruohan, and said secretly: Stinky boy, I really don't know whether to live or die, I am extremely bold, I dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, call Lao Tzu his subordinate, look down on Lao Tzu, and be Lao Tzu. Phew, as soon as you fall down later, let's see how Lao Tzu cleans you up. In his heart, he wanted to seize an opportunity to rush up, and a shovel swung out, smashing Shui Ruohan's head, causing his brain to flow all over the ground, before he was willing to rest. Thinking of happiness in his heart, he glanced at the big black shovel in his hand, "hehe" sneered, and said in his heart: As long as this matter is over, I will immediately go to drink and eat, and after I am full of wine and food, I will go to take a bath and sleep. With a joy in my heart, I couldn't help but raise my head and laugh.

When the people next to him saw him suddenly looking up to the sky and laughing, they felt strange in their hearts, and they all turned their heads to look at him a few times, looked at each other, and looked at each other. Ma Kun only cared about laughing, ignoring the people around him.

In the martial arts arena, Zhang Shui and the two have been fighting for a long time, although they have no time to speak, they are very anxious in their hearts, and they both want to knock each other down immediately and win this competition.

Zhang Cheng's meaning in his heart is to show his martial arts in front of everyone in the gang, that cow dung Liu Python is definitely not his opponent, he is a head shorter than himself, he is ruthless in his heart, and he has no worries. But Shui Ruohan had a lot of scruples in his heart, and he wanted to win Zhang Cheng, but he couldn't use the move too violently, he killed him by mistake, he just wanted to capture him alive, and he wanted to blackmail him into submission and let himself go back. And Zhang Cheng is nicknamed the life-chasing knife, out of the hidden bat gate known as the first assassin gang on the rivers and lakes, his martial arts attainments have his own extraordinary, by no means comparable to idle people, even if he is not a first-class master, a third-rate master is also well-deserved, so Shui Ruohan wants to catch him, but it is much more difficult than wanting to kill him, so he fought with him for a long time, fought thousands of moves, but was still deadlocked, and he couldn't succeed for a long time, so he caught him.

It's just that this kind of fight, the time drags on for too long, the two of them are people after all, there is a limit to physical strength and internal strength, at this moment, the true qi in the body has been exhausted, and it is about to be exhausted, although the heart wants to exert its strength to perform a high move, how can the upper and lower joints and bones of the body actually all obey the call, do not use the strength, but the heart is more than enough and the strength is insufficient, the heart is in a hurry, the sweat on the forehead is "fluttering" straight out, and the heart thinks: How can this be good? I just hope that the other party can do his best in one step earlier, and he can't wave the knife in his hand, and he stands unsteadily and falls to the ground, but he still has the strength left, walks forward, and chops down with a knife, resulting in the other party's life, or restraining the opponent's vital point, so that he does not dare to move, obey himself, and let himself go back, only in this way, this competition will be over, and the victory or defeat will be decided. But before that moment, who would dare to relax and not make a move? Therefore, although the two of them thought so in their hearts, they did not dare to stop in their hands, but still you made a move, I made a move, running around, fighting each other tightly, but this time running, it was no longer as lively and free to run and jump as before, but staggered, like walking, and there were a few hands that were slower than walking, and it was the old man who was boxing, and his movements were slow.

At that moment, the night is dark, the evening breeze around is not blowing, and everything is silent. Zhang Cheng and Shui Ruohan fought desperately regardless of their tiredness, but they gritted their teeth and fought for another hour, the true qi in their bodies had been exhausted, and the strength of their bodies had been completely exhausted.

Ma Kun was not tired from watching from the sidelines, his eyelids couldn't stop fighting, he just wanted to sleep, if he had no choice but to do it, he really wanted to pat his ass and leave. When I looked up, I saw that everyone in the gang yawned and dozed off, and I wanted to call them to continue beating drums and shouting, but I saw that their legs and feet were too sore, and their throats were too hoarse and stinging, and they didn't have half the strength to cheer again. Listen up, big guys, Zhang Lao Er is competing, although we are tired, the cheering growth is indispensable, the momentum must be strong, the spirit must be enough, and the shouting can be stopped, but you have to stand up straight for me, even if you can't shout, you must hold your head high, let that stinky boy who doesn't know life and death see, how powerful our Taihu Gang is!" If anyone dares to sit down and lie down without listening to me, I will definitely be unkind to him, and I will definitely behead him according to the rules of the gang for contempt for the crime of contempt for the leader!"

The people around were indeed extremely tired, everyone wanted to sit on the ground and lie down to rest for a while, and suddenly heard Ma Kun say this, and was afraid, although the legs and feet were sore, but they were helpless, and they had no choice but to go to the iron frame to find a long-bladed weapon to bring to them, support their bodies, and stand forcibly to prevent them from falling. The woman couldn't hold the weapon, so she formed a group of three or five, and went to find a man with a long-bladed weapon, leaned against him, held the weapon with both hands, supported her body, and barely stood up, even so, she was so tired that she was half-hunched, her legs and feet bent, and when the breeze blew, she was about to fall.

Ma Kun shook his head, sobered his head, looked at the center of the competition with wide eyes, and saw Zhang Cheng and Shui Ruohan standing face to face with blades in their hands, the knives in their hands had not yet been raised, their bodies were already shaking, crooked, staggering, and there was a tendency to fall down at the slightest touch, panting in his mouth, whirring, so loud, his face was tired, but he had no spirit, and his heart was suddenly happy, and he said secretly: The opportunity has come. "Hey", he put the big black shovel horizontally, and when he held it in both hands, he was about to step forward and hit the dead water with a shovel. Just about to start, he suddenly saw Zhang Cheng slowly slashing at the door of Shui Ruohan, his heart was shocked, and he stopped the big black shovel in time, and said secretly: Zhang Lao Er is unreasonable, in case I make a move at this time, steal the limelight, and make him unhappy, not only do I praise me, but come to find my bad luck, when the time comes, this fruit is not delicious. I'd better learn to be smarter, wait a little longer, and when they really can't move at all, I'll step forward again, called Xiangbang, secretly to relieve anger, which is more reasonable. Thinking of this, he froze in place, just watching the fight.