The best waste god

"The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. It seems that this rising star will shake the rivers and lakes is inevitable. I really look forward to it!"

Master Shizhai saw Nangong Haotian pushing himself so persistently, he couldn't help trembling with anger, and said sharply: "Don't worry, if there are no disciples or elders from other schools, I will be the first to challenge you."

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, I advise you to take off your purple satin brocade robe and get ready. It will be your turn soon, so don't push yourself back and forth. You will be left behind."

Upon hearing this, the Shizhai master was so angry that his eyes lit up and he almost fainted on the stage.

Nangong Haotian also ignored Shizhaizhu's expression, with a trace of evil on the corner of his mouth, he cupped his hands towards Zhao Si and said in harmony, "Zhao Sixia, please give me the move first!"

Zhao Si saw Nangong Haotian humbly, but because he was in front of the Southeast Qunhao, he also clasped his fists and said: "You are a junior, you should give me the move first."

"If you give the move first, you may lose without even having a chance to fight back..." Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and said a little embarrassedly.

When Zhao Si heard Nangong Haotian's words, the anger in his heart stretched out his hand to guide Gong Haotian, he glared angrily, and shouted: "You, Mr. Zhao, don't believe it."

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he nodded his head and said hello. He took two steps back on purpose and said, "Zhao Sixia is careful, I'm about to make a move."

As soon as Zhao Si heard it, he concentrated his attention and stared at Nangong Haotian motionlessly. He stepped on Ziwu, protected his chest with both palms, and set up the posture of the master's fist and palm.

At this time, the entire Xiangyun Temple was crowded with nearly ten thousand heroes, all of them looked up, and all of them held their breaths. The whole temple didn't make any noise. At this moment, it was surprisingly quiet! ! !

These people were all attracted by Nangong Haotian's bold words - if he strikes first, Zhao Si would have no chance to fight back. They were eager to see Nangong Haotian's move first.

Especially seeing that Zhao Si protects his chest with his palms and his feet are on Ziwu, this is a perfect posture of advancing and attacking, retreating and defending, and ordinary people at least have to spend a lot of effort to break through this defensive posture.

Nangong Haotian didn't take it seriously, and looked at Zhao Si who was waiting for him with a light smile. Suddenly he stepped on his foot, pointed forward with his right hand, and shouted: "Be careful of hidden weapons!"

Seeing that Nangong Haotian's movements were so big, Zhao Si's heart sank, and he swayed three steps, narrowly avoiding the direction of Nangong Haotian's finger.

When he took a closer look, he found that everyone on and off the stage was looking at him with strange expressions, and when he looked at Nangong Haotian again, he was playing with his fingers with a slight teasing look on his face.

"You're kidding me!" Zhao Si immediately realized that Nangong Haotian was just a false move, and he was too suspicious to believe him.

"Hahaha——" There was a burst of strong laughter from the audience, and Zhao Si's face became even uglier. Even the Shizhai Lord in the stands covered his face with his sleeves in embarrassment.

"Soldiers never tire of deceit. I said that a hidden weapon is a hidden weapon. You are really obedient!" Nangong Haotian raised an angle at the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at Zhao Si.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Da was furious, and was about to strike as soon as he flipped his hands, but at this moment, Nangong Haotian suddenly moved, and shouted: "Be careful of hidden weapons!" With a wave of Nangong Haotian's hand, two fingers formed a sword, and suddenly Refers to Zhao Si.

"I..." Zhao Si didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly shifted his position by mistake, and rolled around like a donkey, narrowly dodging the attack.

"Look, you are so obedient!" Nangong Haotian stood quietly, with a wider smile on his face.

"Hahaha, this is such an idiot, I was cheated twice, fuck me—" someone shouted in the audience, "Boy surnamed Zhao, you should go home and drink milk!"

"Yeah, hurry up, waste your time here!" Many people echoed.

"I—wow——" Zhao Si was so angry that he couldn't help vomiting out a mouthful of blood. His figure was almost unstable, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly to point at Nangong Haotian, speechless for a long time.

"Hey, I said Zhao Si, you really shouldn't be here today, look at you, Zhao Si, Zhao Si, isn't the homonym just courting death and courting death? I really don't know what you think! Your mother told you to go home It's time to eat!" Nangong Haotian said with a smile.

"I—wow—" Zhao Si couldn't bear it any longer, and the blood in his mouth was spit out like he didn't want money. While spitting blood, he shouted: "I will fight with you!"

Zhao Si really wanted to die, if he couldn't defeat Nangong Haotian today, I'm afraid he wouldn't have to hang around in the martial arts world anymore.

"Beware of hidden weapons!" Nangong Haotian pointed at Zhao Si and reminded at the same time.

"I..." Zhao Si learned to be smart this time, neither dodging nor defending, and at the same time he was about to shoot out the hidden weapon he had equipped long ago, "You treat me as a fool, I will definitely not fuck you this time It's time!"

At this moment, Zhao Si looked at Nangong Haotian who shook his head and sighed strangely, a little confused.

"It's really courting death. I already told you to be careful with hidden weapons. Why are you running amok? So you have the meaning of the name Zhao Si!" Nangong Haotian spread his hands, looking helplessly at the wound on his chest A gravel of Zhao Si.

"I——you—" the light in Zhao Si's eyes became weaker and weaker, and he rushed to Nangong Haotian's side inertially with the force of the previous charge, but his body began to lose vitality.

Nangong Haotian ignored Zhao Si, and kicked Zhao Si towards Shizhai Master in the stands like kicking a dead dog. The people below the ring were stunned, they didn't even see Nangong Haotian coming out. I thought Nangong Haotian was playing Zhao Si again, but I didn't expect Zhao Si to die with such a wave of his hand!

"Boy, you're looking for death!!" The Shizhai master looked at the roaring corpse of Zhao Si and yelled angrily. At the same time, he pushed with his hands, blocking Zhao Si's corpse abruptly, and then smashed it to the ground with a thousand-jin fall.

"Bang——" a loud muffled sound awakened the group of heroes, and thunderous applause rang out. What is war without deceit, this is soldiers without deceit. Zhao Si explained it with his life, and they have seen it.

But this is too funny, Zhao Si also seems to be too wronged, everyone can't help but sigh.

The owner of Shizhai looked at Nangong Haotian with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves without a trace, and felt horrified in his heart. The powerful force from Zhao Si's body just now It made him feel shocked, knowing that this time he had kicked a hard stubble.

Nangong Haotian saw that there was a faint fear in the depths of Shizhai Master's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger. He looked at the left and right colored fences, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Who else is willing to teach me?"

However, no one in the left and right sheds answered, and the owner of the Shizhai sat back knowingly, without saying a word.

This does not mean that no one dares to go on stage again, or even that all sects and sects have given up their supremacy, but that no one among the disciple-level masters of each sect dares to make a fool of themselves on stage.

Seeing the crowd of heroes in the audience, there was a burst of discussion and commotion. The strong rise of Nangong Haotian was unstoppable, and the young generation in the entire southeast martial arts forest was suppressed by one person. How domineering is this? ! !

Nangong Haotian wanted this effect, shrugged his shoulders, looked at Shizhai Master who was sitting on the canopy, and said with a smile: "Look, there is no one now, you can come to the stage to give me advice, right?"

Unexpectedly, the owner of Shizhai shook his fat head, and said calmly; "This old man has never had the ambition of being a leader in the southeast martial arts, and he is even less interested in the throne of hegemony."

Having said this, the group of tyrants was in an uproar, discussing enthusiastically one after another.

Although Lord Shizhai did not initiate this battle for hegemony, he is one of the most enthusiastic supporters. Anyone can see that he is more interested in the throne of the Southeast martial arts hegemon than anyone else.

However, at this moment, he suddenly retreated and changed his mind, how could it not surprise those who knew it?

The elders of the factions on the left and right sheds were even more surprised. They looked at each other, not sure what was going on?He was so arrogant just now that he wanted to die and live, why did he soften now?Could it be impotence?

They don't know, Master Shizhai's heart is twitching, his hands are still in pain, he is going up to seek death, Nangong Haotian's strength is beyond his expectation, compared with the throne and his life, he is still a wise choice Little life.

Although the owner of Shizhai wanted to settle this matter, Nangong Haotian was unwilling, and stared at the owner of Shizhai without moving, and asked with a smile: "That's not okay, Master Shizhai, you are the leader of the gang. Didn't you just yell loudly just now, why are you softening now? A man can't say he can't do it!"

Hearing this pun, all the heroes in the audience subconsciously looked at Master Shizhai's crotch|underside, and some women who knew it secretly groaned: "Rogue!"

Both Liu Qianwen and Shangguan Xiaowan had feverish faces, especially Liu Qianwen, who did such a shameful thing with Nangong Haotian in the grass in the morning, could still feel the heat in her hands at this moment.

The corner of Shizhai Master's mouth couldn't help but twitched twice, took a few deep breaths, finally suppressed the rising anger, shook his head and said: "That's not in accordance with the rules of the conference, ring fighters can only come to the stage automatically, they can't be forced Others fight, besides, if the old man gets really angry—"

"Your Excellency is really angry, so what?" Nangong Haotian took a step forward, his aura surged out instantly, and the white shirt was even more automatic without wind, as if there was a gust of wind around him.

The master of Shizhai suddenly stood up, looked at Gong Haotian, and said angrily: "The old man is really angry and wants to kill someone."

Nangong Haotian smiled calmly and said, "I'm so scared, I don't know how you plan to die?"

"Of course I'm preparing—I—" Master Shizhai felt dizzy for a while, and was accidentally surrounded by Nangong Haotian. Come out, I advise you to play hard in your ring, don't court death!"

"Oh, that's how it is. I heard that dogs will jump over walls when they are in a hurry. I don't know if killing people after you get angry is similar to this?" Nangong Haotian touched his nose, looking like a curious baby.