"Yang Erlang?"
In the restaurant, the corner of Jiang Shan's mouth raised slightly. It was interesting. Although Guanjiangkou was originally his dojo, he really didn't expect to meet him.
Erlang Shen Yang Jian.
The future God of War in Heaven, the most capable fighter below the decision-making level in Heaven.
Among many legends, it has become the face of heaven.
But now he looks young and carefree.
On the other side, Demon King Peng looked at the ball on the ground and listened to the cheers around him. He raised the corners of his mouth and looked up at the cheerful Yang Jian with a sinister smile. "Use your magic power. Am I afraid that you are not even an immortal?"
"Now it's ninety-nine to one, let me chase you back." Yang Jian put his hands on his hips and said proudly.
"Okay, I'll do it." The Peng Demon King bounced the ball. This time, there was no fuss. He bounced it, and then kicked it violently. It was like a shooting star.
With a thousand years of skill, can you block this kick?
A ball flew over, the wind surged, and there was a vague shadow of a roc falling down. It was obviously a ball, but it had the momentum of a meteorite falling.
Yang Jian tried hard to fight back, but under the momentum of the ball, he could only stare wide-eyed, and his body instinctively stiffened there, unable to move.
At the critical moment, a burly figure appeared in front of him and kicked the ball straight into the sky for hundreds of meters before disappearing without a trace.
Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and heard the figure say: "Okay, third brother, don't overdo it."
"Brother, this kid is cheating and using his magic power." Seeing Jiang Shan coming, Demon King Peng also withdrew his magic power and said with a loud sound.
"Who is cheating? You don't go out to inquire. Who in Guanjiangkou doesn't know that I, Yang Erlang, promise a thousand pieces of gold. If you win, you will win, and if you lose, you will lose. How could I be cheating?"
After hearing the words of Demon King Peng, Yang Jian suddenly stared at Demon King Peng like a fried chicken.
You can beat me, or even say that my skills are not good, but you can't say that I'm cheating!
I, Yang Jian, have been irrigating the river mouth for so many years. When did I ever do anything wrong?
"If you don't cheat, how can you pass that goal?" Peng Demon King stared at Yang Jian with his big copper bell-like eyes. Although he did not specifically threaten him, the aura of the third-grade Demon King was naturally revealed. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be very surprised. You have to be scared to death.
But Yang Jian was completely out of the ordinary, and stared back without showing any signs of weakness. The two of them stared at each other like two calves.
When Jiang Shan saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head. Yang Jian, one of his favorite mythical characters, has great supernatural powers, seventy-two transformations, is both wise and brave, listens to orders but not announcements, can fight better than Nezha, and is more beautiful than monkeys. There are almost no weaknesses. He started by controlling water, and he can fight in the sky and under the sea.
But it seemed that I met him a little too early. He was only thirteen years old, his parents were still alive, his family was happy, and he was carefree.
This is Erlangshen. He is clearly the little bully of Guanjiangkou.
"Okay, he's not cheating." Jiang Shan stood between the two people again.
"Look." Although Yang Jian didn't know Jiang Shan, Jiang Shan's kick came in and kicked the ball away. This ability was immediately recognized by him. Now that he had support, he was even happier and looked at the Peng Demon King proudly.
"Huh?" Demon King Peng looked at Jiang Shan in confusion. Big brother can't help outsiders.
Jiang Shan sent a message and said: "Third brother, take a serious look at him. He has not practiced. He himself does not know that he has magic power."
"Huh?" Demon King Peng was slightly curious. After thinking about it, he grabbed Yang Jian and groped him for a while.
"Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing? What are you touching? Do you know who I am? I raised my arms and hundreds of people beat you. Believe it or not... Ah!" Yang Jian suddenly screamed.
But halfway through the call, Demon King Peng let go and threw Yang Jian to the ground. He smashed him into pieces and said, "What's your name? Even if you call thousands of people over, I can still kill him." They pushed me to the ground and beat me. But you really didn’t cheat. You’re a funny guy.”
Half human and half immortal.
Is this the union of immortals and mortals?
Which mortal is so powerful.
"Nonsense, of course I won't cheat." Yang Jian stood up and patted his butt.
"You don't know how to cheat? You know how to cheat on your father, right? You agreed to come and listen to the great Confucian lectures, but you ended up playing Cuju, right?"
Until then, a gentle voice sounded.
Yang Jian suddenly trembled and shrank his head. He no longer had the attitude of the little bully just now. He was like a quail. He looked at the middle-aged man who appeared next to him with trembling eyes. He showed a flattering smile and said, "Dad, why are you here?" Aren't you discussing poetry with Mr. Song?"
"How would I know you ran away again if I didn't come? What a skill. Just raise your arms and hundreds of people will follow you. Why didn't I know you had this skill?" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Jian and said with a half-smile.
"No, dad, I'll scare them." Yang Jian said with a flattering look.
"The most important thing for a gentleman is to keep his promise. You promised me three days ago, but now you break your promise, which is a first fault, and now you lie and deceive others, which is a second fault. Why don't you follow me to see Mr. Song." The middle-aged man scolded.
"Dad, what's the point? Reading can't save the world. I'm going to be a general." Yang Jian complained.
"As a general, you must also be familiar with the art of war." The middle-aged man scolded, and then pulled Yang Jian aside.
"He used to be rebellious and arrogant until he met his father." Jiang Shan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.
"It's boring, but his father doesn't look that good, right? He has a pale face and can't hold his fists tightly. He can't protect himself when something happens." Peng Demon King wondered.
You can get married just like this.
"Maybe because he is handsome." Jiang Shan said.
"Ah? Right here? Is being handsome a condition?" said the Peng Demon King.
"Yes. Of course, you may not be able to feel this condition, third brother." Jiang Shan smiled softly and left immediately.
According to rumors, Yang Jian's father, Zuo Jintong Linfan, had a marriage with Yang Jian's mother, Yunhua.
Looking at it today, it is not clear whether he is the reincarnation of an immortal, but he is really handsome and lives up to the name of the golden boy.
"Brother, what do you mean?" Demon King Peng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, brother, what are you talking about?
I, Lao Peng, have this handsome face that has fascinated so many fairies in just over half a step.
"I don't mean it to look good, but your eldest brother is actually pretty much the same."
At this time, a familiar voice sounded.
Jiang Shan was slightly surprised, turned around and saw a man on the second floor, dressed in elegant white clothes, with a green jade belt outlining his graceful figure, a beautiful jade face that could be both happy and angry.
"Yaohua?" Jiang Shan was slightly surprised. He really never thought that she would be here?
Does that mean you already know Yang Jian, your little cousin?
"That's right, I never thought you would actually appear here." Yaohua smiled sweetly.
"No, Yao Hua is a fairy with stunning beauty. This one is ordinary, slightly ugly, with bad eyesight. I admit it wrong. Third brother, let's go." Jiang Shan looked at it carefully for a few times, but left with Demon King Peng.
You can slander my combat power, but sooner or later I can improve it.
But you can't slander my appearance.
The smile on Yaohua's face suddenly stopped.
(End of chapter)
