Chapter 184 Invincible Iron File
When the martial arts competition was about to begin, Qiu Baoyang, who was obsessed with cleanliness, went to change his clothes before he appeared.
Originally, he smiled all the way, and whoever came up to talk looked kind and amiable.
As a result, when he came to the ring, he accidentally saw Shan Xiaowu, the 'village' who was sitting in the front of the stage, sitting with her legs up and talking happily with the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the Emei Extinct Master. The old face was immediately black as if he had wiped the pot dust.
Not to mention Qiu Baoyang, the martial arts people around can't help looking at the three people and whispering in private.
Shan Xiaowu and others don't comment if they don't know each other, but the extermination master doesn't regret the abbot. He is the first leader in martial arts in recent decades. In addition, the heads of the two schools, who are more than a hundred years old, actually kowtowed with fried melon seeds happily, and the black melon seed shell fell to the ground at their feet.
Image! Image!
He stared at Shan Xiaowu fiercely. Qiu Baoyang took a deep breath on his chest and deeply felt that the super black dog's eyes cast with Tianshan cold iron essence were going blind - as soon as this ignorant woman and child appeared, Shengsheng lowered the quality of this year's martial arts conference by more than one level!
That's it, that's it!
Although he is the leader of the martial arts alliance, the extermination master and the unrepentant abbot are both guests invited guests. They can do whatever they are happy. He has the right to ignore it, so as not to please both sides at that time.
After Qiu Baoyang said a lot of nonsense and introduced the big shots in the VIP seat one by one, the martial arts competition finally began.
First of all, the person who appeared on the stage is the closed disciple of Yesa, the current head of the Snow Mountain School, and Yue Junhu, a decent leader who has been in the limelight in recent years. His appearance immediately attracted cheers, which seemed to be quite a popular figure.
Shan Xiaowu looked at him carefully.
The person is at least 9.9 meters tall, with dark skin, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a piece of explosive muscles are exposed on his arms. When the horizontal knife immediately stood on the stage, it obviously gave people a feeling of the top of Mount Tai. His facial features are correct and the lines are clear. If it weren't for the gorgeous tiger skin and the two big axes in his hand that slightly damaged the image, he could barely be regarded as a handsome man.
The opponent of Yue Junhu is a short man who looks thin and has a legendary awl face.
Shan Xiaowu can't guess his real age, but looking at the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, he must be young.
He is also a man. When her husband narrows his eyes, he reminds people of charm. As a result, as soon as this action changes to the man named Samba, only the word obscene can be expressed. Especially when he bows his waist and looks at Yue Junhu with a strange smile, it is even more obscene that people can't help but want to smash a rotten egg on his head.
Shan Xiaowu endured for a long time before he controlled it and jumped out on the spot to complain about him: Do you still want to counterattack the tall Yue Junhu? Go back to wash and sleep!
"Abbot, who do you think will win?" While the two were still holding fists and chatting with each other in the ring, Shan Xiaowu put on his inseparable shoulders and asked the old monk next to him.
"Amitabha!" The unrepentant abbot carefully pulled out the melon seed shell stuck between his teeth from the leaky mouth, while maintaining his open and upright image. "Little benefactor, the monk does not talk. The temple rules are strict, and poor monks can't gamble..."
"Abbot, you think too much." Shan Xiaowu twitched the corners of her mouth. When did she say she was going to bet? I'm just asking you to guess and analyze it.
"So that's it," the old abbot seemed to put his heart back into his stomach. Touching the white beard and smiling, even if he still holds a handful of melon seeds in his hand, it does not prevent him from smiling kindly with golden light all over his body. "In terms of kung fu, the poor monk is very optimistic about Yue Shaoxia."
"The apprentices of the old ghost of Yesa only pay attention to strength. Although they are all infinite, most of the others are not good. On the contrary, that samba is a light kung fu expert. He is fast and agile, just restraining gravity. The extermination master snorted too much and bit open a melon seed. The expression on his face was still serious and cold. "In my opinion, I'm afraid that the apprentice of the old ghost of Yesa is not his opponent this time."
One-to-one draw, Shan Xiaowu turned to the inseparable return, "Fear-in-law, what do you think?"
He looked at her with half-dropping eyes and reached out to touch her hair. He didn't tell her the answer directly. He just turned around and motioned her to look in a certain direction in the ring and whispered, "If you can see it."
The Shadow Building under Xiaoyao Island is originally an institution that specializes in digging people's privacy. However, anyone who comes to compete for the position of the leader of the Wulin League this time has a complete record in the building. As long as there are no unexpected situations, it can be inferred that whoever loses and wins.
And this time, he chose to agree with the abbot.
At the beginning of the martial arts competition, Samba showed his natural advantage in speed. He flashed left and right to play parkour in the ring area. From time to time, he came forward to give him a secret punch when Yue Junhu did not react. The mouse played like a cat, and played Yue Junhu, who was powerful but always lost his object.
But later, I didn't know what was going on. Samba's movements slowed down slightly, and his face also showed an anxious look. Originally, he wanted to knock down Yue Junhu with one blow. Unexpectedly, Yue Junhu, who had been showing dullness, suddenly reacted faster. Unexpectedly, he dodged and avoided the fatal blow, only let the dart played by Samba rub against his arm.
The people under the stage, including Shan Xiaowu, couldn't help sweating coldly. Seeing that Yue Junhu avoided the darts, they immediately cheered.
Seeing that he missed a hit, Samba's face became solemn. He probably didn't want to fight for a long time, so he rushed to Yue Junhu so boldly. First, a dart hit his face door, and Yue Junhu subconsciously raised the board axe to block the dart.
Unexpectedly, Samba's darts were just a false move. When Yue Junhu hit the dart, he had flashed behind Yue Junhu's back, suddenly lowered his body, and his eyes flashed fiercely. He grabbed his legs with one hand into his forked legs | desperately!
Yue Junhu couldn't react, so he could only accept this move.
"Despicable!" This is the voice of everyone under the stage, but Shan Xiaowu's eyes flashed, and he looked at Samba with a little more admiration.
The legendary monkey steals peaches! Mr. Samba, it's not in vain that I think you are obscene - you are really obscene!
There were continuous calls of regret under the stage. Just when all the male compatriots empathized and protected a part of the lower body with their hands, thinking that Yue Junhu must have been defeated by this move, Samba's face suddenly changed, and he only had time to shout "Iron File!" There was no discomfort at all. Yue Junhu had already sneered, closed his legs and suddenly turned around. The big axe in his hand hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious with weight!
The situation reversed in the ring for a moment. Thanks to the 'iron file skill' before Baisamba fainted, Qiu Baoyang, the current leader of the martial arts alliance, sprayed the tea far away regardless of his old face. The peeled melon seeds in the extinct master's hand were all fed to the floor. The cold face and the chin that fell to the ground were as funny as funny it was. On the contrary, the unrepentant abbot who stood right in the team was still smiling and ate a mouthful of tea and a mouthful of dessert happily.
"My father-in-law, you just let me see Yue Junhu. Did you know that he has iron skills for a long time?"
Shan Xiaowu clenched his fists and almost knelt down to Yue Junhu excitedly. It turns out that this is the legendary martial arts unique skill that specializes in restraining monkeys from stealing peaches, grabbing X dragons and other famous tricks, and professional crotch protection for a lifetime - iron file kung fu! Do you have the dreams of all men in the martial arts? Snow Mountain Pie, you won!
He smiled at the corners of his mouth and slowly picked up the teacup and analyzed it for her. "Yue Junhu is very smart and knows that he can't compare with Samba in terms of speed, so he deliberately showed that he was at a loss. He used his iron cloth shirt to withstand Samba's attack, and finally showed his flaws and invited you into the urn. Everyone in the world knows the trick of samba monkeys stealing peaches, but few people know the iron file skills of Yesa, the head of the Snow Mountain School. Yue Junhu fought to make Samba do it because he was surprised and couldn't react.
"So it is." Shan Xiaowu nodded fiercely to show that he had been taught.
As soon as the iron file appeared in the world, the Xueshan School was able to calculate enough limelight this time. Even if you can't grab the throne of the leader of the martial arts alliance this time, your reputation is just there. Don't worry about not recruiting disciples in the future!
In the next few games, Xiaowu was betting on the right treasure, which made her jump up and down and scream endlessly. She either refueled this side or leaked air on the other side. Everyone under the stage followed her in all kinds of coax, making the whole venue quiet for a moment.
Those self-respecting and decent representatives on the VIP table have been unhappy with her for a long time, but none of them want to make trouble at this time. They just keep pricking Shan Xiaowu with an eye knife for a moment. Qiu Baoyang, the leader of the Wulin League, has a black face. He can't wait to take a big bow on the spot and shoot this with an arrow. The evil that came out of the slanting ground.
Of course, he is just thinking about it in his heart.
The people of Xiaoyao Island have been staring at him for a long time. This time, if he makes a mistake, he will raise the flag and destroy him without waiting for them to come forward.
That's all. Left and right are just an ignorant woman and child. When the conference is over, send someone to do her secretly. It's better to restrain herself now.
Thinking of this, Qiu Baoyang continued to turn a blind eye to Shan Xiaowu's village girl's behavior as if he couldn't hear it, and made up his mind.
In my heart, I secretly prayed that anyone who couldn't see would beat her up for herself first, and it would be better to silence her!
In this martial arts conference, the participants were all people with a good face in the world, and everyone had something to say first, so there was no accident, and they played smoothly one after another.
Flying Claw originally appeared on the third day, but because he was inseparable from the follower Xiaowu, he was not easy to run around. Naturally, he followed him, and it was also known as to observe the strength of his future opponent.
On the first day, he played ten games and divided five winners to participate in the promotion. There were actually two knights who were friends with Xiaowu.
A group of people returned to the inn at night and ate and drank to celebrate.
As a result, because of this celebration, the overexcited Shan Xiaowu actually lost sleep. When I got up the next morning, I was entangled with the eyes of the national treasure in the mirror for a long time. Finally, I had to ask Gui Buli to help her with my hand, otherwise I really couldn't go out to meet people.
Because the next day's test was mostly serious fists and feet, there was no hot point in the test, so Shan Xiaowu was lack of interest all the way. He sat next to him for less than half a day and began to doze off. Finally, he simply went back to the inn to make up for sleep.
It's just that when she left the ring, Shan Xiaowu seemed to see a familiar face in the crowd in a trance, but because the man turned around too fast, she couldn't remember who it was for a moment. In addition, her head was a little dizzy. In the end, she could only think that she was wrong, and this matter was over.
On the contrary, the person beside her glanced at the place she had just looked at with the corners of her eyes, and quietly winced at the flying claws. The latter nodded his head, and then quietly mixed back to the vicinity of the ring.