The best waste god

Amidst the loud shouts, a beardless young man in a silver satin dress with a single sword on his shoulder flew across his body. Before the young man could stand on the stage, a loud shout came from the crowd: "I am here to accompany you, baby."

A figure flashed, and following the words, an old man in civilian clothes had already flown onto the ring.

I saw that the group of heroes in the audience was quiet first, and then the voice of discussion was boiling. Obviously, this old man has a good reputation in the southeast, otherwise it would not have caused such a big response.

The old abbot of Xiangyun Temple understood that the master had already proclaimed a Buddha's name to the commoner man, and said in a loud voice: "The old hero Liang respects the southeast. Does it mean that he also wants to lead the heroes in the southeast?"

As soon as Nangong Haotian heard that the mage called the commoner old man Liang the old hero, he immediately relaxed. As long as he is not the enemy of the demon dragon slaying king, everything is easy to talk about.

The old man in common clothes twisted his silver beard a little, looked up and laughed and said: "I have lived in the countryside for a long time, and I really want to move. I heard that there is a fight here. I just came here to exercise my muscles."

Suddenly, he saw Taoist Baiqing, the master of Ziyun temple on the left colored shed, walking to the entrance of the shed with an angry face, looking at the old man in commoner clothes, and asked in a deep voice: "So, the old hero has no intention of competing for the throne of the southeast martial arts hegemony? "

The old man in common clothes smiled and said: "If you can get it, it would be great."

As soon as the words were finished, all the tens of thousands of heroes watching in the temple couldn't help laughing.

Nangong Haotian really wanted to ask Aunt Shan who the old man in civilian clothes was, but he was afraid that he would show his feet because of this, which would be unsightly, so he quietly watched everything on the field.

However, Liu Qianwen, who didn't know it, asked with a smile: "Senior Shan, who is this old man?"

Nangong Haotian couldn't help being taken aback, Liu Qianwen is really a girl who understands herself, how does she know that I want to ask this too?Nangong Haotian couldn't help but smile lowly.

Aunt Shan shook her head and said: "He has been sitting by the Shangqing River fishing for many years. According to him, his surname is Liang. No one knows his name yet, but everyone can see that he is definitely not an idle fisherman." figure."

Nangong Haotian's heart was shocked when he heard it, and he thought: Could it be that he is really Tianxuan Shenjun who participated in the siege of the demon dragon slaying king in the past.Thinking about it, his eyes fixed on that person.

Although the Devil Dragon Slayer King mentioned the names of these enemies, he didn't say what they looked like, like a cat or a dog, like a human but not a beast?

At the moment of thinking, Liu Qianwen said in admiration: "This old hero probably doesn't approve of setting up a ring to compete for some southeast hegemony master, but came to hinder the success."

Shangguan Xiaowan nodded in agreement and said, "It's probably like this."

While speaking, the old man in commoner clothes on the stage had already exchanged hands with the young man in silver satin and strong clothes.

Nangong Haotian saw the old man in civilian clothes and the young man in silver satin, you palmed and he palmed, although it was not intense, but the two of them met each other from time to time, making a "bang bang" sound that was not too slow.

This situation seems to be a bit of a fight, not like a master who really came to compete for the overlord of the southeast martial arts. Why this happened, Nangong Haotian couldn't figure it out.

Nearly ten thousand heroes also began to discuss dissatisfaction, and some roared loudly, but Nangong Haotian began to pay attention to his left, right, front and back.Gradually, he moved from near to far, his eyes scanning among the group of heroes.

Nangong Haotian lost interest in the fights on the stage. He thought he could learn something, but now it seems that his attacking moves and skills are much superior to those of these people, and he can't learn much.

So he started to look for his Xuehai enemy, Shangguan Mielai, and today his target is that cheating bastard!

However, in the entire courtyard in front of the main hall, thousands of heads moved and people's faces gleamed. It was really difficult to find Shangguan Mie among so many people.

Shangguan Xiaowan, who had been secretly watching him, asked with concern: "Brother Haotian, who are you looking for?"

Nangong Haotian quickly regained his composure, and said with an oh: "Yesterday I saw a Taoist nun wearing a silver gauze, why didn't I see her come today?"

Saying this, it immediately caught the attention of Shangguan Xiaowan and Aunt Shan.

The two looked at each other and seemed to be saying, "It's strange, why didn't Liu Qingqing see you today?"

However, Shangguan Xiaowan and Aunt Shan naturally wouldn't say it. Shangguan Xiaowan rolled her eyes and asked in amazement: "It's so strange, how can you remember it so clearly? Do you still remember that a young Taoist nun didn't come?"

Nangong Haotian said with some embarrassment: "Because yesterday I saw that she was the only woman in the side hall."

Shangguan Xiaowan's expression froze, she was a little disappointed, and asked a little sadly: "Just because she is a woman, you pay attention to her?"

Nangong Haotian hurriedly said: "No, no, because she pays special attention to me, it looks like she met me somewhere, so I'm going to..."

Shangguan Xiaowan asked casually, "Should we talk to her face to face?"

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he touched the tip of his nose, smiled wryly, and quickly answered two yeses.

At this moment, all the heroes in the audience suddenly let out a sigh.

Nangong Haotian and the others hurriedly raised their eyes and saw that the young man in silver satin who was fighting the old man in silver satin was sweating profusely, his cheeks were flushed, and he clenched his fists at the old man to admit defeat.

The commoner man looked calm, smiling all over his face, and bowed his hands in return, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be discouraged, continue to practice hard, and wait until you reach my age, and you will be the number one in the southeast martial arts."

Although the young man in the silver satin dress was ashamed, he smiled wryly after hearing the old man's words, turned around and stepped off the stage.