Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 735
"Guo Daxia, we have a family teacher, a senior brother, and mere subordinates, but the martial arts of the subordinates are the worst. Even if we lose, it doesn't represent the martial arts of our family teachers. Why don't we send three people each, and win two out of three rounds?" , how?"

As soon as Huo Dou said this, the group of heroes couldn't answer the words indiscriminately, so they all looked at Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Huo Dou thought it very clearly, among the people present, only one Guo Jing had the highest martial arts, and Huang Rong was pregnant, so she definitely wouldn't end up doing it.

As long as the master can defeat Guo Jing, there will be no opponent for Daerba among the others. In this way, even if he loses, it will not damage the big event.

However, before Guo Jing and Huang Rong could reply, Fatty Wang, who was sitting in the main seat over there, booed: "Who is free to play some martial arts games with you monks and tartars? Since you can't represent your master, you should step back , let your master do it himself?"

Shangguan Haitang jokingly said: "If even your master is not sure, why don't the three of you, master and apprentice, go shoulder to shoulder?"

Shangguan Haitang dared to touch her 34C...cough cough, touched her conscience and said, what she said was serious, but it happened to fall into the ears of Jinlun Fawang and others, but they all thought she was talking ironically and used her words to run Own.

Seeing Shangguan Haitang's opening, Xueli Yang also smiled lightly and said: "Hehe, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, Prince Huo Dou is not sure of winning against a young man who has not yet reached the crown, so he has to use such means to guarantee the bottom line."

"I think you don't want to fight for the leader of the martial arts, go back and wash your neck and wait for Yang Shaoxia to chop it off!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After listening to the two women's words, Qunhao laughed uncontrollably again.

Huo Dou's face turned ashen, and he snorted coldly: "Xiao Wang's words before are really correct, you are indeed a group of people who only dare to hide in the dark and stir up trouble, and if you have the ability, you will stand up and speak."

"Hey, I have a bad temper..." Fatty Wang was unhappy when he heard this, he stood up and strode over. Shangguan Haitang and Xue Liyang also stood up and followed behind Fatty.

Since they moved, Hu Bayi, Lu Xiaofeng and the others couldn't sit still, so they simply got up and followed, leaving Luo Changfeng sitting at the table alone.

For this level of battle, Luo Changfeng really couldn't take any interest in it, and he had already passed the time of showing off.

Fatty Wang stood in front of Huo Dou, glared at him and said, "I've stood up, what's the matter? Don't you want to win two out of three rounds? Okay, I'll fight you in the first round."

Huo Dou looked at Fatty Wang's bloated figure and fleshy face, secretly sneered, and said, "I haven't asked for your name."

Fatty Wang put his hands on his hips and said triumphantly, "I'm just a nobody, and my name is not worth mentioning. If the prince gives me some face, I'll call him Fat Master. If I don't, I can also call him Fat Brother."

"coax"

Fatty Wang's words made the hall burst into laughter again, and Huo Dou didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he looked straight at Guo Jing and said, "Hero Guo, this fat... is it a fight with Xiao Wang?"

Guo Jing said with a smile: "Since this fat brother is willing to make a move, then of course it will be counted."

Seeing that Guo Jing didn't know his name, Huo Dou only called him Brother Fat. This person should really be an unknown person, so he couldn't help but make up his mind, "If that's the case, then please!"

Lu Guanying immediately ordered the servants to move away the banquet, and made room for seven or eight tables in the hall, and added a few more candles to make the hall as bright as day.

Yang Guo folded his arms and moved aside with great interest, he said with a smile: "Brother Fat, you can't take this guy down within three moves, don't say you know me when you go out in the future."

Fatty Wang stared as if he had been greatly insulted, "Three tricks? Who are you looking down on?"

After finishing speaking, he looked behind Huo Dou, stretched his hands to the sides, and said in his mouth: "Those standing at the back, Fat Lord advises you to get out of the way, so as not to suffer disaster. Fat Master will not be responsible at that time."

The Mongolian masters behind Huo Dou were puzzled and didn't understand what he meant, but Fatty Wang didn't bother to explain to them, he looked directly at Huo Dou and said, "Prince Huo Du, are you ready?"

The anger in Huo Dou's heart could no longer be suppressed, it erupted completely, and without waiting for Fatty Wang to make a move, he swung his right hand, and the folding fan opened with a "shua", his wrist turned, and the grip was changed to a pinch, the fan was parallel to the ground, sharp The side of the fan was drawn from left to right towards Fatty Wang's throat.

"Boom... Kacha... Boom..."

"puff"

"what……"

"what?"

"This... what's the situation?"

"What happened just now?"

"Look at Fatty's actions, isn't it obvious?"

There was an uproar in the hall, and the crowd erupted, but Jinlun Fawang and the others were full of disbelief. How could this be possible?

Luo Changfeng shook his head with a smile, and said to himself: "I accidentally let this fat man pretend to be a jerk, and he pretended quite well."

The place next to the hall door was in chaos at this time, five or six Mongolian fighters fell to the ground and vomited blood continuously. Their companions hurriedly checked their injuries, and finally found that their bones were broken, and their internal organs were also seriously injured. With internal injuries, he could no longer survive.

Especially Huo Dou, his chest was directly sunken, his sternum was completely broken, and his eyes were wide open, but the pupils were expanding rapidly.

At this time, Fatty Wang's figure was slightly heavy, and he stood in a left lunge, his right arm was in a punching state, and he stretched straight forward.

Just after Huo Dou made his moves, Fatty Wang made a movement, the first of the sixteen-style military boxing - lunge and punch.

This move is the same as the ancient black tiger's heart digging, it is the foundation of boxing, basically anyone can use it.

But Fatty Wang's lunge and fist move was incredibly fast, so fast that Huo Dou couldn't react at all. The moment his folding fan swiped over, Fatty Wang stepped out of the lunge, avoiding the folding fan and at the same time, The fist hit Huo Dou's chest, it was that simple and clear.

Then Huo Dou flew away, and knocked over a group of Mongolian players who were watching by the way. At this moment, everyone finally understood the reason why Fatty asked the other party to step aside just now.

Huang Rong moved closer to Guo Jing's ear and said softly, "Brother Jing, Brother Wang's punch is much more powerful than your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Guo Jing said: "That's right, not to mention Huo Dou, I'm not even sure what to do with this punch, none of these friends in the past is easy."

Huang Rong sighed: "After all, you are a person who works with gods, so how can it be simple?"

Fatty Wang kept that position for a few seconds before slowly getting up, shook his head deliberately, and sighed: "Oh, I reminded you all, but I don't believe it, are you comfortable now?"

"..."

All the Mongolian masters stared at Fatty Wang, with anger and fear in their eyes, Jinlun Fawang's face was ashen, even he himself couldn't kill Huo Dou with one move, this fat man who came out of nowhere, unexpectedly With such martial arts, today's line of work is probably a failure.

Fatty Wang walked up to Yang Guo's side, bumped him with his shoulder, and said, "How is it? Brother Fatty, did you lose face?"

Yang Guo gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Brother Fat is amazing, I'm convinced."

Fatty Wang sneered at Jinlun Fawang and Daerba, and said, "Hey, in case others say we are bullying, we will fight three games by ourselves, and you can fight the remaining two by yourself!"

Fatty Wang's words caused the crowd in the hall to burst into laughter again. There has always been a saying in Jiang Hu that bullying the less with the more and using shameless wheel wars against others.

But when it comes to this fat man, he has become bullying the more with the less. I have these peerless masters in the Central Plains martial arts, and the Mongolian Tartars want to invade the south. It is just a dream.

(End of this chapter)