My Wife, Something is Wrong

There was sudden silence in the audience.

The hustle and bustle just now suddenly turned into silence.

Everyone looked at this scene with their mouths open and their faces filled with astonishment.

A female disciple of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect who was in the Guiyi realm was actually punched away by that nerd?

"This... what kind of Confucianism and Taoism technique is this? It's so terrifying!"

"And that nerd only started reading poetry after he beat the guy away..."

Everyone was astonished and felt incredible.

"Confucian and Taoist skills are indeed ever-changing and unpredictable!"

"I thought I could only cast the spell after reciting the words, but who knew I could cast the spell first and then recite the words again? It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"This scholar only used one punch! The opponent was a master of the Guiyi realm, and he also had a sword light storm and a protective light shield, but they were all shattered by this punch... The Confucian and Taoist skills, as expected It’s unpredictable and cannot be underestimated!”

Everyone was shocked.

Even everyone in Dayan was stunned and stunned.

Zhuang Zhiyan couldn't help but ask: "Dean Bai, what kind of skill is this? It's so powerful that even the Guiyi realm was knocked away with one punch. And why do you punch first and recite the poem later? I'm so powerful. Remember that every time you fight, you always recite poetry first."

Others were also full of curiosity: "Yes, you Confucianism and Taoism still have such a technique? It's so eye-opening."

Bai Yishan: "Uh..."

The abbot of Jinchan Temple on the side clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Dean Bai is indeed the number one master of my Great Flame. It has only been more than a year since he accepted his disciples, but he has already trained him so well. I admire him! I admire him!"

Bai Yishan: "Uh..."

"Pfft..."

Nangong Huoyue, who was on the side, couldn't help laughing and quickly covered her mouth.

In the woods not far behind.

Outside the tent, a burst of goose-like laughter suddenly sounded.

"Miss, my uncle is so humble...he is so playful, goose, goose, goose, goose..."

And at this time.

On the battlefield, Lan Ling barely paused after falling heavily to the ground, rolled over in an instant, and jumped down again.

She clenched the sword in her hand with a look of surprise on her face. Just when she was about to open her mouth to speak, she suddenly felt something sweet in her throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang rang in her ears again!

At the same time, two huge golden fist shadows appeared in her vagina again.

Before she could react, a bone-chilling pain suddenly shot through her stomach, and then her whole body flew backwards again, hitting the light shield behind heavily and being bounced back.

However, before she could hit the ground, a bigger golden fist suddenly cut through the air, making a harsh and sharp sound, like a sinister laugh from hell, and hit her stomach hard with a "boom".

Her flat belly suddenly sunk, her back suddenly bulged backwards, and the ribs and spine behind her all broke with a "kacha" sound.

At this moment, she could no longer feel the pain, only the fear of hell and death.

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, trying to make a sound of admitting defeat, but no sound came out.

She fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, she was a little confused, her mind went blank, and she seemed to have no idea where she was or what she was doing.

"stop!"

Under the stage, Piao Miao Immortal Sect Yueyang Tower shouted angrily.

But as soon as the voice fell, Luo Qingzhou's fist hit her body again, and then he muttered something: "Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in the River Continent. My fair lady, gentleman's good shot..."

In fact, when he first punched, his mouth was moving and he was mumbling words.

But even he himself didn't know what he was reciting. Anyway, he just recited whatever came to his mind.

But at the end, it’s natural to read more seriously.

"stop!"

At this time, Xu Xinghe also suddenly made a sound, and at the same time, he waved his sleeves and a whirlwind blew up.

Luo Qingzhou immediately withdrew his fist without any resistance, and was blown back by the whirlwind.

At this time, Lan Ling was already lying on the ground, his stomach was sunken, blood was pouring from his mouth and nose, his eyes were wide open, his body was twitching, and he could no longer stand up.

Xu Xinghe suddenly said sternly: "She has no power to resist, why do she still take action? As a successor of Confucianism and Taoism, how can she be so cruel?"

The murmur in Luo Qingzhou's mouth slowly ended, and then he wore a pair of sleeves and robes, and his gentle and scholarly temperament returned to his body. He bowed respectfully and said: "Senior, I'm really sorry. This junior has just entered Confucianism and Taoism not long ago, and he is not familiar with Kung Fu yet. He is so skilled that he can't stop once he strikes. He can only wait until the poem in his mouth is finished reciting before he can put away his power..."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Everyone in the audience: "..."

"And...this girl didn't admit defeat..."

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully again.

Xu Xinghe suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Do you think she can still speak?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the ground seriously, thought for a while, and said: "This... you have to ask herself, Xiaosheng doesn't know."

The corner of Xu Xinghe's mouth twitched again, and he looked at him with squinted eyes: "What kind of cultivation level are you in?"

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "In the early days of Confucianism, this junior has just said that."

Xu Xinghe squinted at him a few more times, then turned his head and looked at the audience, saying, "Dean Bai, are you a student with the early cultivation level of a Confucian master?"

Bai Yishan cupped his hands and said, "Scholar, don't lie. He is indeed a Confucian master... well, early stage."

Xu Xinghe was still a little suspicious: "What kind of skills did he practice? Why did he attack first and then recite the poem?"

Bai Yishan said calmly: "Of course it is my Confucianism secret method. However, since Elder Xu wants to know, Bai has no need to hide it. In fact, he had already finished reciting in his mind before attacking. At that time, he had already accumulated enough strength. He waited until after the attack to recite it again, in fact, to... to fit my image of a scholar who never leaves the book."

Everyone: "..."

Bai Yishan's cheeks were a little hot.

At this time, a red-faced old man from Piaomiao Immortal Sect suddenly shouted angrily: "You are talking nonsense! This kid is definitely not at the initial stage of Confucianism! And he has been using boxing, which is not your Confucianism at all!"

Bai Yishan looked at him and said: "Elder Wei, who said that my Confucianism has no boxing? My Confucianism is ever-changing, and I can use fists, feet, mouths, eyes, swords, guns, sticks and clubs. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If Elder Wei thinks that Bai is talking nonsense, you can ask other people who practice Confucianism."

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe on Penglai Immortal Island suddenly said proudly: "My Confucianism, let alone fists and feet, can use any weapon in the world. If Elder Wei finds it unbelievable, I am willing to use Confucianism boxing to learn from you."

Seeing this, the red-faced old man had to shut his mouth with a gloomy face.

When others were about to speak, a woman from Jiutian Yaotai suddenly said in a cold voice: "The outcome has been decided, there is no need to waste time. If you, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, can't even afford to lose this round, what qualifications do you have to participate in the competition for the spiritual mine next time?"

After these words came out, everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect looked at her, and then they stopped talking.

At this time.

The sunset has set, and the night has quietly enveloped.

There will be more important competitions tomorrow, and no one wants to waste time on such things.

The practitioners around were also muttering in a low voice.

"A dignified immortal sect can't afford to lose. They make trouble unreasonably after losing, and keep finding faults. It's really eye-opening."

"I really don't feel ashamed."

On the battle stage, Xu Xinghe glanced at the young man in front of him again, and said: "In the second round, Dayan wins! Dayan won two rounds in a row, so this longevity pill belongs to Dayan."

Someone beside him quickly brought up a brocade box.

Xu Xinghe took it in his hand, opened the brocade box, showed it to the audience, and then handed it over.

Luo Qingzhou hurried over and bowed deeply, then took it with both hands, and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior."

When Xu Xinghe's fingers touched his hand, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Tong Kong, and he quickly checked his body, but strangely, the boy's body was filled with mist, hazy, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to know, took the brocade box, and stepped back.

He did not step down from the battle stage immediately, but walked towards Lan Ling, who was still lying on the ground with wide eyes and twitching.

At this time, two people from Piaomiao Xianzong immediately came up, drew their swords and said: "What are you going to do?"

Luo Qingzhou smiled slightly and said: "Don't be nervous, I just accidentally hurt this girl, I feel sorry, and I want to apologize to this girl."

After that, he walked in front of Lan Ling and squatted down slowly, closer to the woman on the ground, and could see the fear and despair in her eyes.

Lan Ling looked at him, his mouth open, his lips trembling, but he still couldn't say a word.

The smile and nerdy look on Luo Qingzhou's face had gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of ferocity and viciousness, like a demon with a changed face, and whispered: "Actually... I can kill you with one punch. Do you know why I only destroyed your Danhai and made you a useless person?"

Lan Ling's eyes widened, his whole body trembling, he raised his finger and pointed at him, his lips trembling violently, but he still couldn't say a word.

"Because I want you to see, the next competition..."

"I promise, you will be more painful..."

"But don't worry, when you are done with the pain... I will send you off."

After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he stood up, his face regained a gentle smile and nerdy look, his sleeves swayed, his temperament was elegant, and he walked down the stage gracefully.

What greeted him was the queen's reserved smile, the dean's embarrassed expression, and the enthusiastic cheers of other people in Da Yan.

In the woods not far away.

In front of the tent, the beautiful figure in a white dress still stood there quietly, as if she had never moved.

A clear and pleasant voice sounded next to him: "Miss, guess what the son-in-law just said? Xiao Bailing guessed that the son-in-law must have said to that bad woman, [Hmph, I tell you, if you mess with my wife, I will make you live a life worse than death! I don't dare to bully my wife, what qualifications do you have to bully her? You deserve it!]"

The beautiful figure was silent for a moment, her eyebrows slightly raised, and said in a cold tone: "I guess, that's right."

Another sword-holding figure on the side: "..."

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