Yunyue's words made the senior brothers standing on the martial arts stage all smile sheepishly.
It is true that they are too excited. After all, one hundred contribution points is indeed a large number compared to their cultivation.
Everyone starts to look at each other, and the ones with lower combat power have to go up first, so that they can get a clear picture of the bottom of Yunyue, and they must not capsize in the gutter.
For them, a hundred contribution points is not a lot, either more or less.
In the end, after discussion, a fat man was left on the martial arts stage. After all, his cultivation level was at the bottom among them.
"Junior Brother Lu, your nephew is really too arrogant. If you accept so many challenges by yourself, young people are really formidable." An elder sitting on Lu Ximing's left said.
"Yes, I only have so much savings, and he has already used a lot of them. I have to do more tasks in the future, otherwise I won't be able to get the seventh-level Golden Sword Splitting Slash." Lu Ximing pretended to hate iron but not steel. .
After everyone got off the martial arts stage, the fat man kicked his feet on the ground, put the spirit sword on his shoulders and said.
Another elder sitting on his right shook his head and said: "The contribution value of more than 900,000 yuan made him too proud. You should talk to him more after this incident, otherwise you will indulge him." I don’t know the north, south, east or west.”
"The two senior brothers are right. It seems that they need to be disciplined well, otherwise they will not become famous in the future." Lu Xizan sighed with some lamentation.
"Junior brother, don't say that I'm bullying you. With your small body, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand a few sword blows. You'd better give me 100 contribution points quickly, and I won't embarrass you then."
Yunyue looked at his posture, looking exactly like a robber, and murmured in his heart that this looked down on him.
Although this is true, you still have to do something about it, otherwise how can you catch more fish? The bait must be enough.
"Senior Fatty Brother, look, should we each give 100 contribution points and hand them over to the elders?"
Senior Brother Fatty smiled and said, "I didn't ask."
The two came to the elder who presided over the martial arts battle, and each transferred one hundred contribution points from the contribution tokens.
Under the auspices of the elder, the two stood on opposite sides of the martial arts stage.
The presiding elder exited the martial arts stage and said: "The challenge has officially begun."
"Junior brother, I still said what I just said." Fatty senior brother said with a fat smile on his face.
"Senior brother, no matter what, we have to get through a few moves, otherwise I will be really humiliated if I lose. I hope you don't attack too hard."
Hearing this, the fat man smiled and said: "Since you don't admit defeat and don't want to give out 100 contribution points now, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying that, he rushed towards Yunyue like a moving hill, waving the sword in his hand to attack Yunyue.
Yunyue had already paid attention to the edge of the steps behind him, and accidentally almost fell down.
He rolled on the table and landed at the fat man's feet. He quickly climbed up to avoid the opponent's sword and escaped from his kick.
Standing far behind the fat man, he took out a spiritual sword and struck the fat man with a backhand sword.
The man retreated to the edge of the martial arts platform, and even let a trace of blood squeeze out from the corner of his mouth. Facing the fat man's attack again, the two began to spin around on the martial arts platform.
The fat man was chasing after him, but he kept running away in front of him. In fact, his purpose was very simple.
Since the opponent is so fat, he is more flexible than him. As long as he drags the opponent down, he will win.
All the disciples below the martial arts platform felt a little funny. This was not a battle, but a hawk catching a chicken.
Senior Brother Fatty chased for a long time but couldn't catch up. He was so tired that he stopped and panted.
"I said, Junior Brother, could you please stop running? I really can't run, or let's have a real fight."
Yunyue put some distance away from him and said, "No, you can't catch up with me. Who made you so fat? If you have the ability, keep chasing. Otherwise, just give up."
Disciples who know Fat Liu Dazhuang all know that although Liu Dazhuang is fat, he is very cunning.
The fat senior brother waved to him, holding the spirit sword in his hand and panting, as if he really couldn't catch him.
Faced with Fatty's situation, Yunyue began to approach him, but he pretended to be victorious.
A group of disciples from the Golden Sword Sect knew that Lu Yunfeng would definitely lose this time. They should have been the first to play if they had known earlier.
What they didn't expect was that when Yunyue was halfway there, he immediately turned around and ran away.
Senior Brother Fatty really thought he was stupid and waved to him for not admitting defeat. It would be strange to believe that he would admit defeat. He really thought he was so easy to deceive.
Senior Brother Fatty suddenly struck the air, and the two began to chase each other again. It didn't look like they were fighting at all.
"Come on, Fatty Brother, if you work harder you will almost catch me. If you win, you will get 100 contribution points." Yunyue deliberately slowed down and said as if he was already very tired.
This time Fatty really believed Yunyue's words and really used all his strength. He never thought that Yunyue was actually tricking him.
After chasing him, he was out of breath. After a cup of tea, Fatty Senior Brother fell down from exhaustion and couldn't get up from the ground.
Tuoba Xiong asked: "Great Elder, what do you think of Lu Yunfeng?"
"Looking at the way he fought against Liu Dazhuang, there is absolutely no problem with his brain. He can take on so many challenges. It seems to be intentional." The great elder analyzed.
"That is indeed the case, and in a head-on battle, Liu Dazhuang is no match for him at all. That kid is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger." Tuo Baxiong looked at Yun Yue on the stage.
"I am deliberately showing weakness to him. The purpose should be to show other disciples that that kid is really big-hearted." The great elder said again.
The group of disciples under the martial arts stage really didn't expect that Lu Yunfeng would see through it. It seemed that the fat man had no hope of victory.
The presiding elder walked up to the martial arts stage and said, "Liu Dazhuang, can you still fight?"
The fat senior brother lay on the ground, shook his hand and said: "I really can't catch up anymore, I give up, I give up."
The fat senior brother was lying on the ground, feeling very sad about his 100 contribution points. People are fat and have weak combat power, so it is not easy to earn contribution points.
If I had known he wouldn't come up this time, this kid is so good at running, it seems like he's been figured out.
The elder of the martial arts platform said loudly: "The first game is over, I now officially declare that Lu Ximing is the winner, and one hundred contribution points belong to him."
The elder handed over 100 contribution points to Yunyue. He did not comment too much on the second challenge. Whoever wins or loses is a matter for the disciples.
Yunyue got 100 contribution points and stood at the edge of the stage and sighed sadly: "It's really difficult to win this 100 contribution points. I'm afraid the next one will be gone before I can catch up. If I had known better, I wouldn't have accepted the challenge."
The senior brothers and sisters below laughed in their hearts and said, "Whoever asks you to take over will win because you are weak in combat."
