Genius commoner

Chapter 370
Quan Xiangguo was breathing alcohol, pointing at the pretty girl in the cold and desolate south with a melodious laughter, and stimulated Ye Zixuan with words: "One against seven, how about a match? You won, and I'll make an apology!" The apology is all mine, and I will call you Lord in front of everyone, and if you lose, just do what I do."

He hummed endlessly: "As the parties involved, Ye Tiandang and I can't fight in person, and his lackeys are all useless. He will definitely lose the remaining two battles. Ye Shao, if you don't stand up, you can just fight." I'm afraid that he really wants to recognize himself as his grandson, you are from the same family as him, if he is humiliated by me, it means you are humiliated by me."

"Young Master Quan, you have courage."

Ye Zixuan kept a smile on his face, patted Quan Xiangguo on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Knowing that I am a master of martial arts, you still let them abuse me? These women in your captivity are really good, but facing me, they still only have to be hanged and beaten." If you don’t win this battle well or accept it as soon as it’s good, and stimulate me to make a move, is there more money? Or more women?”

"Or, do you want to be a grandson?"

When saying these words, Ye Zixuan stared at Quan Xiangguo with great interest. After the battle with Jin Ningxiu, Quan Xiangguo should have a good understanding of himself. Take it out to prodigal, but now this guy is clearly going to do it himself, he catches the other party's expression to see if there is any clue.

Quan Xiangguo laughed loudly, turned to face Ye Zixuan and said, "There are many reasons, such as hurting you tonight, and I will be more confident in the chess game two days later. , You win by taking a shot, at worst I consider myself a grandson and call you Lord, in case you lose or get injured, I can make a lot of money."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Quan Xiangguo opened a button: "Of course you don't believe it. What does it matter if you believe it or not? The important thing is that your cousin and the others are about to lose, so don't think that my [-]v[-] is unfair. It is I who have the initiative, I can propose any way I like, and you have to accept or reject it."

Game [-].

Ye Tiandang was not reconciled to sending a young man with a bulbous nose. He was tall and stalwart, and his opponent was still the pretty Pu Xishan. When the young man with a bulbous nose stood on the high platform, he immediately gave Pu Xishan his thumbs up. It's just that there is no anger on Park Xishan's face, and he looks at the taller opponent with cold eyes.

Ye Tiandang and the others waved their fists: "Little Ma, let this woman go, let this woman go."

The dozen or so women around Quan Xiangguo laughed coquettishly, but they didn't argue with Ye Tiandang and the others too much. They just cheered for Park Xishan. The existence and Jiaoyue can easily create a game-playing situation for people.

The young man with a bulbous nose failed to provoke his opponent, so he shot first and shouted: "Kill!"

The large soles of the feet stepped wildly on the high platform, the sturdy platform trembled, and the body that had been ready to go shot obliquely into the air, twisted 180 degrees gorgeously, spanned a distance of several meters, and the thick right leg was thrown horizontally from the most tricky angle. , The heat was well controlled, leaving no room for Park Xishan to attack at all, and it was quite a black boxing situation.

Ye Tiandang and the others burst into short applause, Tang Xixi also clapped his hands, but his smile was still in full bloom, and the long legs thrown out by the bulbous-nosed young man were firmly held between his hands by the other party, and he stepped on it with one foot in embarrassment. Before he could react, Park Xishan moved his white fingers and pulled his opponent's ankle back.

The bulbous-nosed young man lost his center of gravity and rushed forward, but he didn't panic and punched the opponent's door.

However, all of this was within Park Xishan's expectations. She calmly let go of her palm, bent down, and while avoiding a heavy blow from the opponent, raised her right foot slightly and swiped out with her toes stretched out. Hold the leg of the body, plop!With a crisp sound, the young man with the bulbous nose made a miserable split, grinning his teeth in pain.

Pu Xishan gained momentum and passed by the bulbous-nosed young man who was splitting legs. On the way, she turned around at the fastest speed, and when she raised her leg, she was hit with a fierce knee.

The hard knee hit the back of the garlic-nosed young man, knocking him out of the high platform.

With the scream of the bulbous-nosed youth, the sixth game simply ended like this.

He was beaten up by the cold and desolate southerners for six consecutive games, but three women won. This made Ye Tiandang couldn't help shouting and cursing. Today is too embarrassing and useless. He can't wait to go out and deal with these women in person, but start a war The rules were set before, neither he nor Quan Xiangguo could be on stage, so as not to hurt the last bottom line of both parties.

Ye Tiandang waved his hand to ask the doctor to check the injuries of his companions, then stared at more than ten people around him and shouted, "Who dares to go out and fight for the last place?"

Now he no longer expects victory, but only hopes that the courage is still there.

More than a dozen young people looked at each other, shook their heads and didn't stand up. The companions who played just now were better than them, and they didn't even take the slightest advantage. It's not embarrassing to go up by yourself. What's more, with so many beauties watching around, all kinds of psychology made them refuse to fight.

"Dangling, is there no one available?"

Quan Xiangguo grinned: "No one just admit defeat in a fight, I promise I won't laugh at you."

He also turned his head to look at Ye Zixuan: "Why don't you let Young Master Ye play for you? It's just that a big man like Young Master Ye is on the field, one opponent is not enough, so why not have seven."

A pair of seven immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

Ye Tiandang yelled: "Quan Xiangguo, are you a bit too shameless? You people are not weak, no matter how powerful Tianlong is, it is enough to deal with seven."

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't."

Quan Xiangguo pointed at Ye Tiandang: "Then your man will go, or just admit defeat, apologize in public, and call me Lord again."

Ye Tiandang's subordinates shouted again after hearing the words: "You bastard, are you courting death?"

Wei Zhanguo rushed to Ye Zixuan's side, shaking his head to advise: "Cousin, don't go up, I feel that the people in the cold desert have no good intentions."

Tang Xixi also advised Ye Zixuan: "Yeah, I always feel that they are harboring intentions, and this is something that Ye Tiandang caused, and he should be able to solve it."

"It is indeed harboring intentions, but it doesn't make sense to me."

"Damn it, you want to die!"

"Bitch, I owe it to you."

Seeing Pu Xishan being so arrogant, Ye Tiandang's subordinates yelled and cursed, and more than a dozen people gathered around Gao, ready to move. Ye Tiandang stretched out his hand to press down, lest his companions who were in chaos in the world would calm down, he retreated unwillingly. The dominance of a woman, knowing that it is difficult to win by fighting alone, wants to mess up the situation and fight in groups.

In this way, there is a chance to get back the lottery, and it can eliminate the bet set.

It's a pity that Ye Tiandang didn't give them a chance. Ye Tiandang looked at Ye Zixuan, hesitated for a while and said, "Tianlong, you decide whether to go or not."

Quan Xiangguo laughed loudly: "He will definitely not go up."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Young Master Quan, it seems that you are determined to give me money and women."

Quan Xiangguo laughed loudly: "Young Master Ye has the ability, so he took it all. The most important thing Quan Xiangguo lacks is money, and women."

"Very good, this battle, I will come."

Ye Zixuan, who looked like an outsider, pulled a smile, and the smile on his face caused everyone to be in a daze, and then he turned on the high platform one by one: "Either I pick up the white gloves you dropped, or you catch the sword I threw, or You and I each ride a war horse, far away from the handsome flag covering the sky, away from the cloud-like battle formation, and decide the victory or defeat at the gate of the city."

This is the poem "To Lord Elgin" by Xiaohua, a contemporary young poet.

When Pu Xishan was looking at Ye Zixuan, there were also six beautiful women in the audience who raised their heads at the same time, their eyes fixed on Ye Zixuan, with an obvious fierce look.

After a brief silence, the scene became noisy. Where there were women, there would always be their curious discussions. Many women stared at Ye Zixuan and commented.

Ye Zixuan was by no means a kind person, he unscrupulously glanced at the women in the audience, and his fiery eyes made many girls flustered, ashamed and angry, but also faintly happy.

Afterwards, Ye Zixuan stared at Park Xishan in front of him, hooked his fingers and said with a smile: "One move defeats you."

Without waiting for Quan Xiangguo to call the other six women up, Park Xishan, who was looked down upon by Ye Zixuan, turned cold, and immediately moved, tensing his body and rushing forward, like an arrow leaving the string.

From such a short distance, Park Xishan's long-prepared sudden explosion was absolutely amazing, but her extremely proud and fierce eyes turned into astonishment after a second, because Ye Zixuan on the opposite side was faster than her, and the way to get out was more difficult. Tricky, Pu Xishan's extremely proud and coquettish shouts are still echoing in the air, and her main attacking right leg has already kicked up more than ten centimeters.

However, Ye Zixuan's right leg was unbelievably backward, and he tapped his toe very lightly, exactly on the inside of the knee joint of the right leg that Park Xishan kicked over. This is an extremely simple move, but it has the ingenuity of hitting seven inches straight. Immediately, the table trembled violently, and Pu Xishan fell to his knees abruptly, as if a collapsed iron tower fell to the ground.

Park Xishan fell and trembled, echoing endlessly.

Many people didn't understand what was going on, and their eyes widened inexplicably. Quan Xiangguo rubbed his eyes. He saw the scene just now blurry, and even thought he was dazzled.

"There are six more."

Ye Zixuan hooked his fingers to Quan Xiangguo: "This shouldn't hinder you from forming an array, right?"

Quan Xiangguo clenched his fist with unspeakable anger.

(End of this chapter)