Chapter 113 Scholar War King Kong

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The color shed was full of laughter, the top of the ring was ecstatic, and the bottom of the ring was booing. The martial arts players bowed their heads gloomly, or looked at the shirtless man with envy. In this crazy and chaotic noise, the incense on the stage burned low again. After waiting for a while, the result will come out, and the winner will belong to the shirtless man standing on the stage.

Just as the incense was about to burn out within a hundred breaths, a graceful scholar in the Wubi camp jumped on a graceful scholar. He was not slow, silent, not arrogant or impatient, and calm. It was the white-clothed scholar who had entered the third round of literature competition with a noisy sound and calmly waved his writing.

There was a sound of coaxing, and the ring went crazy again. Applause and whistles were mixed together for a long time. It's not that he must win, but that he appreciates his courage to go on stage, or just to watch free performances again.

The shirtless man's face changed and he said, "This brother came to power at this time. Isn't it purely to procrastinate time?"

He stopped laughing under the colorful shed and looked at the elegant scholar who was brave enough to come to power and see what would happen next.

The scholar opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it gently, and said with a faint smile, "This is hard to say. If you don't win Brother Gang, I'm afraid you will really be regarded as intentional to delay the time; and if you are lucky enough to win Brother Gang, it's another matter.

The shirtless man frowned, restrained his anger a little, and nodded, "In this way, this brother is more confident than Gang, which makes me look forward to it!"

A soldier took over the iron card of the scholar in white. General Black Armor verified that it was correct and said, "Then, the two warriors can start the game."

The shirtless man stood faintly on the ring, waiting for the scholar in white to fight. The scholar in white was also unambiguous, swaying lightly beside the shirtless man, as graceful as a flowing cloud in the sky, but at a much faster speed. The folding fan in the hand of the scholar in white hit the auricle of the shirtless man. When he approached, the folded folding fan separated again and brushed a faint red mark on the shirtless man's ear, which disappeared in an instant.

The shirtless man stood there and did not move. He hummed contemptuously and laughed, "Do you tickle the young master? Why is the force so small?"

The scholar in white failed, then folded the fan away, and his figure did not shake. He went around the back of the shirtless man and hit his armpit.

It turned out that the white scholar wanted to find out the key point of his life. The shirtless man looked tight and did not dare to be careless. He raised his twelve-point spirit to deal with him.

He clamped his left arm, bent down and squatted, and his right leg swept back.

When the scholar in white had not yet collected a folder, the folding fan had been collected, gently flashed across the side, smashing it in the air, and the folding fan in his hand flashed the knee swept by the shirtless man.

"P"

In the middle of the shirtless man's knee, he dodged as if nothing had happened and grabbed the arm of the scholar in white.

The scholar in white took advantage of this blow, and the swallow turned over a few feet through the cloud-like sky, opening the distance from the shirtless man.

The colorful sound under the stage was thunderous. The white-dressed scholar really had some skills. Although he returned with no success in two consecutive blows, he was safe and undamaged.

The shirtless man stood quietly in the same place. In terms of body method, he couldn't catch up with the scholar in white. He didn't have to waste his effort. He simply stood still and waited for his attack.

The scholar in white nodded and said, "Brother Gang, this not bad body, is really good, and Mr. Shui admires it."

The shirtless man smiled and said, "It's not as good as Brother Shui's peerless body."

While he spoke, the scholar in white moved again, and the white shadow floated. The scholar in white flashed behind the shirtless man and poked the folding fan in his hand towards his knee.

The naked man was already full of energy to wait there before he shook his body. He grabbed back with his backhand, but it was still half late. The scholar in white had already hit his hand and retreated.

This blow only bent the shirtless man's leg slightly forward, and the skin was still not broken.

Another blow failed. The scholar in white floated a few feet again and suddenly approached again, poking the folding fan in his hand into the naked man's eyes.

The shirtless man's tiger claws directly grasped the blade of the fan bone, purely intending to hit it hard.

The folding fan in the hand of the scholar in white had touched the naked man's eyelids, suddenly separated, and quickly rotated around, cutting the center of the shirtless man's paws, but there was not even a red mark.

The shirtless man grabbed it and fell empty, and the tiger roared and grabbed it forward.

"Ah!"

At this time, the frightened spectators under the ring reacted, screamed loudly, and saw the fan hitting the shirtless man's eyes, thinking that the fan was hitting himself with fear.

The scream fell, and the second round of the white scholar and the shirtless man were almost finished, and no one could do anything about it. In terms of taking advantage, the scholar in white has a slight upper hand.

However, all the people under the ring are not optimistic about the white scholar. Since he can't help the shirtless man, the shirtless man can defeat him as long as he hits him. He is already in a stable situation, and even the black armor general and the people under the colorful shed have this idea.

The scholar in white was not discouraged and jumped up and down from time to time, and the folding fan in his hand poked the key point of the naked man, but the effect was not ideal.

The scholar in white still smiled indifferently, as if he was just playing on the stage.

The shirtless man shook his head and smiled, "Since Brother Shui can't do anything about it, why don't you step down? Why waste more time?" Although I can't catch Brother Shui for a moment, as long as I win a blow, Brother Shui will be defeated.

The scholar in white shook his head and smiled and said, "I have never run away without a fight. Since Brother Gang wants to arrest me, let's see if Brother Gang has this ability."

After saying that, the scholar in white came to the air again, and the folding fan in his hand poked at the navel of the shirtless man.

This move has been used by four young people before, and even the half-intelligible spectators under the stage shook their heads.

The shirtless man was slightly stunned and continued to grab the throat of the scholar in white. The scholar in white suddenly folded the fan and poked it, which was faster. At the same time, he turned his head and avoided scratching his neck.

The shirtless man's face showed a bitter smile, and his left paw turned horizontally and continued to grab the white scholar's neck. He closed his abdomen to avoid it, and his right claw stood in front of his own life.

The white-clad scholar's folding fan touched the palm of his blocked hand, and suddenly took it back like lightning and turned back.

The shirtless man stood and shook his head and said, "Mr. Gang has no life and death. Even if Mr. Gang wants to take the position of son-in-law, he doesn't need such a hot hand to break his son and grandson!"

The scholar in white laughed and said, "So, is it really where Brother Gang's life is?"

The shirtless man smiled bitterly and said, "Although it is not the door of life, it is the root of life. Gang said frankly that this will never be where Gang's fate is. Brother Shui still gives up this idea and doesn't need to test it any more, so as not to be laughed at by the spectators under the ring.

"If you haven't tried, how do you know that Brother Gang is not cheating on your younger brother?"

Under the ring, he laughed loudly and said, "Yes, if you haven't tried it, you know it's safe, right? He is not bad, and the scholar will know it if he tries it.

There is also humanity: "If his life is really the door, wouldn't he not even protect his life, haha..."

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The fourth princess blushed and said, "The scholar in white looked elegant and elegant, but did this dirty thing."

The third prince laughed and said, "Who told the shirtless man to practice King Kong's not bad body? He also had no choice but to do it."

Xiao Guding teased: "Because the fourth princess has fallen in love with this elegant scholar in white, she also has a prejudge of such an indecent temptation."

The colored shed was full of laughter again, and his eyes were extremely open, staring nervously at the fight on the table.

The fourth princess laughed and scolded, "Xiaoye, you are messing around. I'm afraid the scholar in white can't beat this shirtless man."

Xiaoguding said again, "Hee, I know. The princess sister still prefers this domineering King Kong man who can't be bullied in the future."

The shirtless man on the ring shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Brother Shui doesn't believe it. Just come and try it. I'm afraid that if you are not careful, you will be caught by me."

The scholar in white tried several times again, and indeed gave him a chance to steal, and dangerously hit the lifeblood of the shirtless man. The shirtless man was still unharmed, but it caused a burst of laughter from the stage, as well as the soft pecking sound in the colorful shed. Several women were still staring reluctantly at the ring and enjoying the rare wonderful fight.

The two fought quickly and retreated quickly, after hundreds of rounds, and with a short rest in the middle, they were still full of energy, which was nothing compared with those they had never tried.

The spectators under the ring gradually became a little impatient. Someone shouted, "Shu in white, since you can't help others, you've had enough of this limelight. You'd better take advantage of the early defeat and step down."

Some people said, "Good scholars in white! If you can't catch you like that, you can continue to boldly find out where his life is and click his whole body. You won't believe that you can't find his life.

Some shook their heads and said, "The shirtless man, since they can't help you, why don't you dare to go up and chase him down and chase him, so that the scholar in white can be your happy son-in-law."

The shirtless man was escaped from the bottom of his hand by the scholar in white several times and had already put away his contempt. If the internal strength is equivalent, if it goes on like this, no one can do anything about it. At that time, even if they are tied, I'm afraid that the princess will prefer this handsome scholar in white, not to mention that they have entered the third round of Wenbi.

Therefore, the shirtless man no longer stood in the ring, and the scholar in white took him as a target and took the initiative to force the scholar in white.

The scholar in white smiled carelessly. As he approached, he quickly circled with him in the ring and sometimes made two moves.

As they chased faster and faster, the ring suddenly turned into a white shadow and a half-yellow and half-grey shadow swaying rapidly, blinding those ordinary spectators.

Sudten, the shirtless man stopped, with a steel needle in his mouth, and spit on the ground and said, "Brother Shui, your trick is really insidious. I almost hit your trick!"

General Black Armor claps and said, "This hand is beautiful! You two continue..."

He looked up and was watching the play, and the ordinary spectators on the stage were at a loss as to what was going on.

It turned out that when the shirtless man chased him from time to time, the scholar in white shot a fan bone steel needle and hit the shirtless man's open mouth, but was bitten by him in time.

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