Chapter 17: "The Master"
Hearing Yu Danfan's number, a big man climbed up from the left side of the ring, ripped off his shirt and patted the six blue brick-like abdominal muscles on his stomach, and the northeast accent was very authentic: "I am number sixty-two, who is four hundred and seventy-one, grandma's hurry up and send him to death!"
As soon as the words fell, a sharp voice also came from the right side of the ring: "Four hundred and seventy-one clever ghosts are here, I'm sorry to borrow a light, alas, let me go...... Sorry, sorry ......."
Tuchen followed the sound and turned his head to look, but he didn't see anyone in the crowd. The people next to him all speculated: "I only hear its voice and don't see its shadow, eighty percent of people like this are masters......"
"Yes, listening to this voice, the aura is full, it is estimated that the sixty-second big man will have a hard time......
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Seeing this, the big man on the stage couldn't help but swallow his saliva, two fine sweats flowed down his sideburns, staring at the audience with round eyes and searching for the source of the sound in the crowd.
After a while, an inconspicuous figure jumped up from the crowd, jumped directly into the ring, looked at the big man opposite and hugged his fists: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are too many people, I only squeezed up in the middle of the day......"
The guessed 'master' finally appeared, and everyone hurriedly looked closely, but then there was a chorus of boos. I saw that the self-proclaimed clever ghost 471 was not a majestic white-faced scholar, nor was he a fierce muscular man, but a little dwarf less than five feet tall with yellow muscles. With such a height, it is naturally difficult to find it in the crowd.
The big man squinted his eyes and looked at it, suddenly laughed, stared at the clever ghost and shook his head again and again: "This kid, come to participate in the selection after weaning, I'm really afraid that a kick will trample you into a baked cake!" Hahaha......" The audience also burst into laughter.
The clever ghost was not angry, but introduced himself politely: "In Xia Nanzhou, the clever ghost, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"
The big man laughed even more happily when he heard this: "Nanzhou clever ghost? Hahaha, how about calling Nanzhou little dwarf? It's too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise you will be trampled to death, and I will not be responsible." ”
The clever ghost sneered: "It's not certain who will kill the deer, don't talk too crazy!"
The big man wanted to say something more, but Fu Yan, who was on the high level in the distance, spoke again: "Whether you two fight or not, if you don't fight, get out of here, don't waste time here!"
Seeing this, the big man waved his head, and then shouted, "Since you have to die, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
In the face of the big man with a huge disparity in physique, the clever ghost was not in a hurry, and it was not until his fist was close to the door that he deftly dodged and quickly went around the rear to attack.
Under normal circumstances, hitting Dahan with the strength of a clever ghost is no different from tickling, but the clever ghost has both attack and defense and makes moves in an orderly manner, and all the attacks are on the acupuncture points on Dahan's body. After a hand-to-hand fight, Dahan missed a blow, but was stabbed by the clever ghost, like a needle prick.
Everyone applauded when they saw it, and some of them were still whispering: "It's worthy of being a 'clever ghost', this skill is really clever enough!"
Being beaten into this virtue by a little dwarf in front of everyone, the big man's face was red and white, and he spat in the palm of his hand and snorted angrily: "Grandma, if I don't give you some real skills, you really don't know how powerful Grandpa is!" After that, he raised his right arm and stood more than ten meters away and punched at the clever ghost, and then closed his eyes and said something in his mouth.
This punch was different from before, after it was hit, it directly transformed into a fist phantom and galloped away with a fiery red light, and as the speed increased, the phantom expanded rapidly, and finally it was two laps bigger than the whole person of the clever ghost!
The clever ghost put his legs in advance, and at the moment when the phantom came closer, he quickly jumped into the air to dodge, and then fell back to the ground and stretched out his tongue to provoke: "Didn't fight, hehe, didn't fight......" Before the words were finished, I saw that the fist shadow that had been dodged suddenly turned around silently and flew back, and the clever ghost was defenseless, and was beaten really, flying straight out of seven or eight meters and falling heavily on the ground.
The big man's eyes opened slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "Little sample, let you be sassy again!"
This punch made the clever ghost suffer a lot, and when he got up, the whole person became a little trembling, and his face was blue and his eyes were full of anger.
Seeing this, the big man frowned: "What's the matter? still coming!?" After speaking, he closed his eyes again and continued to mumble the incantation, and the fist shadow that had already dispersed recondensed above his head and flew towards the clever ghost again.
This time, the clever ghost no longer dodged, but turned and ran, and after a large circle around the ring, he came behind the big man, rushed to the front and quickly jumped into the air. The fist shadow was chasing after him at a very fast speed, and it was too late for the big man to find out about the abnormality. In this way, the fist shadow that he conjured up knocked himself to the head......
At the same time as the big man was hit, the clever ghost in mid-air was not idle, his hands were folded above his head, and the whole person spun rapidly like a sharp cone. When the big man got up in a daze, it happened that the tip of the cone fell from the sky and hit the Tianling Gai, and the timing accuracy was perfect. This blow seemed to hit some acupuncture point, and the big man's eyes were wide after being hit, and he fell to the ground weakly without even screaming.
Seeing this, the audience couldn't help but smack their tongues and exclaim: "Don't look at the small person, the ability is really unusual! When you play the second order, don't let me meet him." ”
"You get out of the way, it's like you can fight the first order, I heard that the young master of the Liu family is also here this time, maybe I'll fight you in a while!"
"Bah, you stinky mouth is really bad, hurry up and get away from me......"
At the same time, there are also those who shake their heads and regret for the big man: "The last blow hit the Huizhong acupoint, alas, this big man is afraid that he is worried about his life......"
After hearing this, Tuchen frowned, turned his head and asked, "Didn't you just say that if you make a fuss, you will be disqualified?"
The man smiled bitterly: "Hey...... Those are just rules, and there are fewer people who don't go out than those who come in when the disciples of Linggu are selected. The rest of them were not left behind, but lost their lives......"
Sure enough, Yu Danfan came to the stage to take a look at the situation of the big man, then waved his hand and motioned for the two Linggu disciples to carry him away, and after redrawing lots, he announced loudly: "Four hundred and seventy-one clever ghosts are promoted, the second game, two hundred and sixteen, one thousand three hundred and twelve!"
Mo Erha took the sign in his hand and snorted: "Brother Mo is one thousand three hundred and thirty-one, and I am one thousand three hundred and thirty-two, when will it be my ...... to be on the wheel?"
"Then what should I do?" Tuchen looked at his wooden card: "Mine is one thousand three hundred and thirty-three, why don't you give it all to you?"
Mo Erha smiled: "You take it first, we are so fateful, maybe we can match together in a while, then I can easily advance, hahaha......"
Mo Wenyu next to him looked helpless: "There are more than 1,700 people, how can there be such a coincidence, but I said it in advance, if we match together, I will not show mercy." ”
Looking at the figure fighting desperately on the stage, Tuchen sighed lightly, and was about to find a place to sit down, when suddenly a big rough face approached.
Half of that big face was covered with beards, and the two cow-like eyes stared at Tuchen for a moment, and then grinned: "Oh brother, it's really you!?"