Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 237 I'm Not Targeting Whom
Yang Hao nodded: "That's good, that's it, old horse, stop trying to persuade me, I've made up my mind, just help me find a few spectators, after all, if there is no audience, it's too monotonous gone."

puff!
Prince Ma almost didn't vomit blood, thinking that you are too crazy, it's true that the masters of internal boxing are hot chickens, they simply don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth!
But seeing Yang Hao's attitude is so firm, Prince Ma has no way to persuade him anymore.

After thinking about it, the old man finally sighed: "Oh, come on, let's do as you say, I'll help you find the onlookers now."

"In case you lose at that time, the old monk and I will plead with Bai Yuzi again. I can't really make you a cripple, can I?"

After finishing speaking, Prince Ma turned around and went to make arrangements.

He really didn't want to help with this matter, because in his opinion, Yang Hao was just trying to humiliate himself.

But firstly, Yang Hao's attitude is firm; secondly, he and the old monk owed Yang Hao something during the previous secret investigation of Yuhuan's origin, and Yang Xiaohuan, the only descendant of the martyr, is Yang Hao's child bride.

Prince Ma had no choice but to temporarily agree to Yang Hao's plan, and then find a way to make up for him afterwards.

The old man's work efficiency is very high, and he has a wide range of people. At noon, the onlookers' affairs were settled.

A total of seven gangsters and martial arts heroes who lived near the East China Sea were invited by Prince Ma, together with the old monk, to testify to Yang Hao.

In the afternoon, the convoy set off for Zhejiang-Hangzhou, drove all the way up Jade Emperor Mountain, and then everyone walked to Wuji Immortal Palace.

When they arrived at Wuji Immortal Palace, the other party had already received the news, the door was wide open, led by Qingfeng, and a large group of Taoist priests greeted everyone at the door.

Qingfeng saw Yang Hao and A Bao walking in front of the team at a glance, and immediately narrowed his eyes to hide his cold eyes.

"Everyone, please come inside!"

Qingfeng waved his whisk, neither humble nor overbearing, but he didn't even look at Yang Hao and A Bao, as if he didn't know them at all.

Yang Hao didn't bother to say anything, and cut straight to the point: "Let's go directly to the martial arts arena, finish the fight early and settle down early, I still have a lot of questions to ask."

Qingfeng ignored him, and asked Prince Ma and the others: "Seniors in martial arts, what do you think?"

Several big bosses all laughed, with a friendly face: "We are here today to join in the fun, and it is also to sell the face of Lao Ma and Master Daoyan, so how to deal with this matter, you Wuji Immortal Palace will discuss with Lao Ma and the others. Let's see if we don't talk."

Qingfeng turned her head to look at Prince Ma, squeezed a smile from between her teeth, and asked with a drawn out voice, "Hehe, old man... what's your opinion?"

Prince Ma smiled bitterly: "The person involved in this matter is little friend Yang Hao, so let's do as he said, as long as it conforms to the rules of the world, everyone naturally has no objection, right?"

Only then did Qingfeng nod, and said coldly: "Okay, very good, then go directly to the Martial Arts Field."

After entering the martial arts arena, Yang Hao looked around, but couldn't find Bai Yuzi, so he squinted his eyes and asked Qingfeng, "Where's your master?"

Qingfeng frowned: "My teacher said, he won't show up for such trivial matters, and I will take full responsibility for them."

As he said that, he clapped his hands, and immediately a dozen or so Taoist priests poured out from around the martial arts arena.

These Taoist priests all have high temples, powerful bodies, and vigorous walking. You can tell that they are all masters at a glance!

Qingfeng waved his hand again, and immediately there were two little Taoist boys, carrying a huge Buddha incense that was half the height of a person and as thick as a child's arm, ran to the side of the martial arts field humming, lit the Buddha incense, and inserted it into the big incense burner .

"According to the rules of the world, you must defeat all challengers within a stick of incense time. Let's start now."

The breeze waved the whisk, and the Taoist priests lined up, ready to leave.

The bosses next to me looked dumbfounded, and Prince Ma protested with a stunned mouth: "I'm sorry, this... this is also called a stick of incense? My old horse has lived for so many years, and I have never seen it like this." Brazen man!"

Qingfeng snorted coldly: "Rare is more strange. Since a brat who is not a martial artist at all can challenge our Wuji Immortal Palace, why can't we use this kind of incense to time the time?"

Prince Ma was speechless for a moment, thinking it's no wonder Wuji Immortal Palace didn't interfere with Yang Hao's status as a non-martial artist, it turned out that they dug a huge hole for Yang Hao here!

Such a thick and long piece of Buddha incense, I don't know how long it will take to burn it. Even if Yang Hao really has the ability of a generation of masters, he will still be consumed by the wheel battle!
Seeing that Wuji Immortal Palace was going to kill Yang Hao, Prince Ma gritted his teeth, intending to fight his old face and help Yang Hao to protest to the end.

At this time, Yang Hao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, old horse, do as the Romans do, since they have set the rules, then I will play according to their rules."

With that said, he rolled up his sleeves, walked to the center of the martial arts arena, and hooked his fingers at the group of Taoist priests: "Spicy chicken, come on!"

The Taoist priest with the goatee at the front, furious, jumped into the arena, roaring: "Grass, you dare to scold me, you are looking for death!"

Snapped!
Daoist Goatee stepped on the Seven Stars, approached and exerted force suddenly, and blasted towards Yang Hao's weak spot with an overwhelming blow.

The power was so fierce that even the air exploded!

Yang Hao didn't panic, exerted force with both feet, activated the gravity ring, instantly turned into a black shadow, and flashed to the opponent's side like a gust of wind.

Then he shook his feet and exerted force, reversed the gravity ring, and slammed into it heavily with an iron mountain.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Taoist Goatee flew out, spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and rolled several times after landing.

"you you……"

He stared at Yang Hao with unbelievable eyes, and wanted to struggle to get up, but before finishing a sentence, he rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

Everyone was stunned, and Qingfeng was even startled by the whisk, which landed on the ground with a soft slap, as if someone had slapped the face.

Only then did Yang Hao smile slightly, pointed at Qingfeng and the other Taoist priests, and said disdainfully: "The Taoist priest misunderstood just now, really, I am not targeting anyone, I mean all the Taoist priests of Wuji Immortal Palace are hot chickens !"

Whoa!
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar!

The few bosses were even more shocked. They had prepared themselves mentally to see this unknown soldier named Yang Hao being abused into a dog by the old hooligans of Wuji Immortal Palace.

Unexpectedly, this kid not only had a frighteningly high force value, but also beat the master of Wuji Immortal Palace until he vomited blood and fell into a coma with one move.

What is even more astonishing is that his group ridicule skills have already broken through the sky!
The people of Wuji Immortal Palace exploded their lungs with anger.

In the three-acre area of ​​Zhejiang-Hangzhou Wulin, no one has ever dared to humiliate Wuji Immortal Palace in public.

This is simply lighting the lamp in the toilet, looking for shit!
(End of this chapter)