Chapter 83: Bet with a ghost

Style: Science Author: Brother ShuiyueWords: 2057Update Time: 24/01/18 11:15:44
"Boy, how do you plan to bet?" the old man asked me.

I looked at Zhang Jiawen, who was unable to move, and then at Shi Tailang, who was sitting aside and grinning stupidly.

"Old man, I see it this way. We don't use magic weapons or spells, including the thunder palm used by the junior just now. As long as it is a magic weapon or magic weapon, we will not use it. Let's just compete in martial arts!"

"Who are you in martial arts? Boy, you are crazy! Do you know what the old man did when he was young?"

"If the junior guessed correctly, the senior should be the military master, right?"

"Hehehe! Not only is he a military master, I am also the chief instructor of the 100,000 Taiping Army! He is directly under the command of the King of Heaven!"

"Holy crap! One hundred thousand Taiping Army, chief instructor?"

I didn't expect the old man to be so awesome, but when the two armies are fighting, momentum is very important, so I had to deliberately suppress him.

"Old man, your title is not low! With another seven hundred thousand, you will be on the same level as Leopard Tou Lin Chong."

"Bah! Forget about that wimp Lin Chong, if I were him, I would have picked out Lieutenant Gao with a single shot!"

I looked at the old man’s abdomen and saw that there were still many maggots crawling out, and continued to laugh:

"Old man, you are so fierce, why... do you have a big hole in your stomach?"

"Little bastard, are you trying to anger the old man?"

"The old man misunderstood, I'm just a little curious. By the way, when it comes to betting, there must be rewards and punishments for winning and losing. If I lose, I will roll down the mountain immediately, and I will set up a tablet for the old man and worship him like my ancestor!"

"Good boy! For the sake of your filial piety, the old man will obey you."

"If you lose..."

"Am I going to lose? The chief instructor of the 100,000 Taiping Army, will I lose to a kid like you who doesn't even have full hair?"

"Haha! Old man, do you know who I am?"

"You...who are you?"

"I am the one who will help King Yi cross the river tonight! When one hundred thousand Taiping soldiers saw me, they all had to kneel down and call me "Little Heavenly Master"! Also, King Yi said that he wanted to make me a national master and betrothed his daughter to him. Give me!"

"You...you are talking nonsense!!"

The old man was very excited and roared angrily: "King Yi, Shi Dakai, that traitor! If he hadn't led his troops away, the King of Heaven wouldn't have suffered internal and external troubles, and eventually fell ill from overwork. How could the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom be destroyed?"

"Then why don't you ask Heavenly King how he treated Wing King back then?"

"If King Yi doesn't leave, won't he become the next King of East or North?"

"That's... that's what they deserve!"

"so what?"

The little old man was so angry with me that the hole in his stomach got bigger, and there was even something black and blood-like flowing out. Obviously, ghosts can also be angry, and their anger is no less than that of living people!

However, he was the head coach after all, so the little old man reacted quickly.

"Haha! You kid, you deliberately provoked me and messed up my position, didn't you? If I remember correctly, King Yi doesn't seem to have a daughter, right? Boy, are you bragging and revealing your secret?"

"Thanks to you, you are still the chief instructor of the 100,000 Taiping Army. Don't you know that King Yi also has a beautiful adopted daughter?"

"Adopted daughter?"

"That's right! You don't know about the fourth girl, do you?"

"Fourth girl? I understand! That's it! That's it!"

"General coach, what's the matter?"

"Want to know? Then do it! After I beat you to death, let's go to see the King of Heaven together!"

"That's no need! Old man, please take action!"

"Boy, take the move!"

The little old man flew towards me and attacked me fiercely. To be honest, if I don't use Thunder Palm, I really don't have any confidence in knocking down the little old man. So as soon as I came up, I received a few punches, which made my nose bleed.

"Boy, it's impossible for you to stop this old man's Seven Killing Fists with your arm-through fists!"

"Seven Killing Fist? It turns out to be the unique skill of the Kongtong Sect! Then how about you try my Tai Chi style again?"

"Tai Chi uses softness to overcome strength, which is exactly the nemesis of the Seven Kills Fist!"

"It's good to know!"

"But, you forgot, the top Seven Kills Fist will lose when it faces the top Tai Chi. At least I am the top, but you are not! So, boy..."

"Bang! Bang!" I was kicked twice more.

"Boy, how are you?"

My blood was boiling from being kicked. If it weren't for the golden elixir protecting my body from the four giant crocodiles, my bladder would have been kicked open!

"Hahaha! Boy, give up now! If you continue to fight, you won't even recognize your parents!"

I held my stomach and suddenly an idea came to me.

"Old man, you cheated!"

"I...cheated? Boy, what do you mean?"

"Excuse me, the instructor of the 100,000 Taiping Army, can you fly?"

The old man was stunned, shook his head and said: "Of course it can't fly!"

"Then why are you flying around? Are you mistaken? We are now competing in martial arts. I don't even use Thunder Palm, so why are you still flying around like a ghost? If only I could fly like you , can you hit me?"

"this……""

"That's why I said you cheated. Even if you win like this, you won't win with force!"

The old man was silent for a moment, then circled around me twice and said, "Boy, I can defeat you even if I don't fly!"

"Then let's try it!"

Sure enough, this time the old man became honest, stood with me, and exchanged dozens of moves at once.

But Jiang is still too old. Although the fifth master is a first-class kung fu master, I am only six years old after all, and my martial arts foundation is not bad at all. How can I compare with the chief instructor who has lived for decades?

Just like that, I was knocked over again.

"Hahaha! Boy, why don't you kneel down and admit defeat?"

"It's you who should kneel down and admit defeat!"

"Oh? You're tough!"

"It doesn't matter if you are like this. Think about it, if you were alive, would you have been unscathed by the kick I just kicked you? Why did you float out? You should at least stop and moan twice, right?"

"As long as your speed is three seconds slower, can you dodge my punch?"

"So, it's not fair for us to fight like this."

"Boy! What do you want?"

I felt that the old man had been deceived, and immediately said: "Since we are all on different paths, no matter how hard we fight, it won't be right. Why don't we just use our fists and kicks? I'll tell you a move, and you'll break it. Then you tell me a move, and I'll break it with another move. How about that?" ?”

"A gentleman talks with his words but never with his hands! Is this a fair competition?"

"Hahaha!"

When the old man heard this, he burst into tears and laughed.

"Boy, I have never competed with someone like this before. You want to compete on martial arts knowledge, right? Don't forget, I am the instructor, the instructor of the 100,000 Taiping Army. If you are comparing kung fu theory with me, you have found the wrong person!"

"Then try it!"

"Okay! Boy, you start first!"

I rubbed my belly, slowly picked up a tree stick from the ground, and said leisurely: "If I use the Dugu Nine Swords of Xiaoyao Sect, how will you deal with it?"