God's Statue

Chapter 63 Reversing the Universe
Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv had some tenderness, while Huo Dou and Zhu Ziliu in the arena were already fighting like a raging fire.

Zhu Ziliu couldn't help being secretly shocked, this Huo Dou looked less than 40 years old, he didn't expect that his martial arts practiced so well, Huang Rong and the others were right, few heroes present could beat him.

Thinking in this way, Zhu Ziliu stopped probing and resorted to his self-created "Yiyang Brushwork".

In addition to being a master of martial arts, Zhu Ziliu is also a master of calligraphy. He is proficient in various calligraphy schools. He was the prime minister of Dali in his early years. With extraordinary intelligence, in just ten years, his kung fu has surpassed the other three senior brothers. He even combined the kung fu of "Yi Yang Zhi" with calligraphy to create his own unique moves. "Yiyang Brushwork".

It was also thanks to Huo Dou who had studied Han Confucianism since he was a child, and knew a thing or two about the scriptures and poems of the Central Plains, so he could see the clues. If another warrior who did not understand poetry and prose fought against Zhu Ziliu, he would be defeated by Zhu Ziliu in a short time. under the wolves.

The book at this time is the fine regular script "Fang Xuanling Monument", Huo Dou had also read this text by heart, so he dealt with it calmly and without fear.

Seeing this, Zhu Ziliu shouted immediately: "Be careful, cursive script is here!" Before he finished speaking, the style of the brush was already different.

Huang Rong saw her, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhu, let's drink three glasses to cheer you up!" As she spoke, she filled up three glasses of wine, flicked them lightly, and one of them flew towards Zhu Ziliu smoothly, using the Taohua Island's quintessential "Flicking Fingers" Supernatural powers".

After three cups of wine, Zhu Ziliu repeatedly called out "happy", and the brush strokes became more wild and heroic. Prince Huo Dou, who was approaching, kept backing away. If he hadn't understood Zhu Ziliu's brushwork, he would have almost lost.

At this moment, Jinlun Fawang reminded Huo Dou in Mongolian that he was required to use the "Gangfeng Xunlei Gong" to fight, Huo Dou did as he said, and he really resisted the power of Zhu Ziliu's pen.

Seeing that a piece of "Shaoyi Tie" was about to be finished, Huo Dou was still calmly resisting, so Zhu Ziliu changed his style of writing again.

This time, Huo Dou was completely at a loss. Although he was familiar with Han Chinese poetry, what he had learned was limited. The calligraphy Zhu Ziliu used was the oldest seal, and even the great sages of the present age knew something about this calligraphy. Not to mention Huo Dou, a Mongolian.

"Could it be the word 'net'?" Huo Dou asked.

Zhu Ziliu smiled and said, "No, the word is 'er'!"

At this time, Yang Guo had finished talking with Xiao Longnv, and was introducing what happened here to Xiao Longnv.

"Look, Longer, this Zhu Ziliu is scolding that Mongolian!"

Xiaolongnv is a simple girl who has only just come into contact with worldly life. How can she know poetry and calligraphy? She said with a smile, "Why are you so smart? Didn't you grow up with me in the ancient tomb? I don't even know how to use it What is the pen writing, how do you know?"

"Um, this, this is what he told me in advance!" Yang Guo quickly lied and explained.

"Huh, sure enough, no matter what era you are in, the best way to coax girls is still nonsense!" Yang Guo thought.

Xiao Longnu would not doubt Yang Guo's words, and asked, "What did he say?"

"He's calling that Mongol 'Ernai barbarian'!"

"Haha, the guy with the pen is so funny!"

At this moment, Huo Dou looked at the four big characters on his fan, and read: "Er, Nai, barbarian!"

Zhu Ziliu laughed loudly: "That's right, it's Er Nai Barbarian!"

Huo Dou was repeatedly teased by Zhu Ziliu, and his anger became more and more intense. At this time, the only thing he thought in his heart was to dismantle Zhu Ziliu's body into thousands of pieces to relieve his hatred. However, although he was furious, he was not overwhelmed by the anger Dazed, he understood that if he really killed Zhu Ziliu, he would only bring some troubles to Mongolia.

For warriors to compete on the spot, the first major taboo is absent-mindedness, and the second major taboo is lack of composure. At this time, Huo Dou has all of these two major taboos, and he is no longer in the best state for a martial arts competition. Huo Dou was instantly hit on the knee by Zhu Ziliu, and immediately knelt down in front of Zhu Ziliu.

Amidst the cheers of the heroes, Huo Dou had no choice but to admit defeat, Zhu Ziliu stepped forward to untie the acupoints for him upon seeing this.

Yang Guo suddenly shouted: "Senior Zhu, be careful of deceit!" As he spoke, Yang Guo picked up a bench and threw it at Zhu Ziliu.

Seeing this, Zhu Ziliu hurriedly dodged to dodge. At this moment, the four steel nails passed by Zhu Ziliu and shot at Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others behind him.

Guo Jing frowned slightly, anger soared in his heart, he sat still, raised his right hand to draw a semicircle, and suddenly slapped it with his palm, the wind that was blown up made a loud noise, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Ling Lie's palm slapped the four poisonous nails flying, and went straight to Huo Dou. With a bang, all four poisonous nails hit Huo Dou's body, and Huo Dou immediately fell on his back.

Daerba roared in Mongolian, rushed towards Huo Dou, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a pill and stuffed it into Huo Dou's mouth.

All the knights around cheered and said that Huo Dou 'served it'.

Seeing this, Zhu Ziliu couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat, and clasped his fists to Yang Guo and said, "Thank you Brother Yang for saving my life!"

Guo Jing also praised: "Guoer, you did a good job!"

Everyone gave their kind praises one after another. Seeing Xiao Longnv, she was also happy for Yang Guo. In addition to love, there was an inexplicable trace of admiration in her eyes.

"Guo'er really belongs to Jianghu, and I really buried him in the ancient tomb with me!"

After taking the antidote, Huo Dou was finally out of danger, and Daerba heaved a sigh of relief.

According to Huo Dou's previous agreement, the Central Plains Wulin had already won two out of the three competitions, Jinlun Fawang sighed and said: "D'erba, let's go!"

Da'erba said: "Master, we lost this competition, but if it wasn't for that guy, my junior brother wouldn't be seriously injured like this, so I want to challenge him!"

Jinlun Fawang looked at Yang Guo, and felt that Yang Guo was too young. With Daerba's martial arts, even if he wins, it would be ineffective, so he persuaded: "Forget it, this young man is so young, even if you win It is also a victory without force, and if you hurt him, these Central Plains people will never let us go, at this time, both your junior brother and I have been injured, if the Central Plains people make trouble, how can we escape?"

Daerba was still not reconciled, and said: "Then Master, should we just forget about it?"

Jinlun Fawang sneered and said, "Of course we won't just let it go. Let's go first. When your junior brother and I recover from our injuries, we'll wait for an opportunity to take revenge on them!"

In fact, Daerba respected Jinlun Fawang very much. This time, he had a few words with Jinlun Fawang because he cared about Huo Dou. Normally, Jinlun Fawang said to go east, and he would never dare to go west.

However, just as Jinlun Fawang was about to leave, Yang Guo said, "Wait a minute!"

(End of this chapter)