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So there is no need for me to be intimidated, just do it directly,

Again.

Opportunities to practice like this are rare.

Thinking about it, Feng Hou put away Qimen.

Looking at the little monk who was coming towards him, he turned his body slightly to one side, and just like this, he avoided the second blow of the little monk.

"Do you know what it was like when the kid from the Huang Jin family competed with me last time?"

Having escaped the blow, Qin Mu still had time to say this while beside the little monk.

Now the little monk doesn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.

The first point is that I had carefully prepared to fight the opponent, and the second shot failed.

How to fall short of yourself completely blinded.

The other party is just such an understatement on the side of his body, so he avoided it?

Is it still a coincidence?

And the second point is this sentence about Qin Mu.

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"What is the experience of the kid from the Golden Family?"

Damn!

How do I know!

I am not him!

And, big brother, can you see what kind of boulder is in front of you?

It's racing!

Thousands of people are watching!

Good guy, you are still in the mood to chat with me.

What kind of honey operation are you doing.

Chaos.

At this moment, the little monk's heart was completely confused.

He couldn't figure out the opponent's routine at all.

beat!

...................... 0

That is a real fight, even if you lose, you can afford to lose.

But what do you mean by these.

If you really want to talk, if you want to chat, then after the game is over, let's find a quiet place to talk about it.

After all, when I was on the mountain, I also had a unique skill in fooling the pilgrims who came to burn incense.

But these are all based on the premise that the things in front of you are settled.

Thinking about it, the little monk chanted a few words of Amitabha in his heart again and again, and then threw his fist at Qin Mu again.

See here,

Qin Mu smiled,

It's this effect.

In the last match with the hot kid, he wasted a chance to practice because of the special circumstances.

This time Qin Mu naturally couldn't miss it,

Want to fight?

it is good!

Then I will fulfill you.

Thinking about it, Qin Mu didn't hide anymore this time.

Waving his fist, he smashed towards the little monk's fist peak.

......................Door.

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"boom!"

A humming sounded.

After the punch, the two of them took a few steps back from each other before stabilizing a little.

This also made the bewildered audience outside the stadium breathe out a sigh of relief.

"That's right!"

"This is the competition, what are the previous ones, it's in the clouds!"

"Right, real men have to use their fists to speak, come on, little baldy, grandpa, I pressed a hundred golden beans for you!"

"You one hundred? I pressed two hundred, come on and climb that kid!"

It is said that laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.

It was the first time that the two of them really met each other after they came on the stage, even though watching "Nine Sixty" they were evenly divided.

But people at the level of Xianglao Tianshi all laughed.

"This little monk's space is probably about to lose!"

The speaker was an old man.

And sitting next to him was a pretty girl with a pretty face.

These two people are Mu Linger and He Qi's master Fumanlou Fubo of Jianghu Inn!

Mu Linger had always paid little attention to the games of other players.

This is the same as Qin Mu.

But when she found out that there would be Qin Mu's competition today, it was rare for her not to go down the mountain to wander around in the city, but sat down beside her teacher and looked "seriously".

But now hearing what her master said, Mu Linger froze.

"Teacher, what do you mean, the guy on the same train as us is going to lose?"

Hearing this, Fu Manlou took a deep breath.

Looking at his apprentice.

"Were you just watching the game?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Linger's heart tightened, and then she turned her face to the side, and an imperceptible blush crept up.

Nane said: "I watched the game, but it's not interesting!"

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "These two people have a bit of strength, what's the point of watching, if it wasn't for this guy's game, I wouldn't have come to watch it!"

Of course, only she could hear the latter sentence in the end.

The old man sighed.

My apprentice is good everywhere, talent and hard work are all first-class good seedlings.

The only thing is that it is not good.

That's self-defense,

Of course, geniuses like this basically have such a mentality.

For peers, they don't care at all.

Fu Bo continued: "You are taking a closer look, and you are carefully recalling the fight between the two before!"

look carefully?

Looking back carefully at the fight between the two before?

At this time, Mu Linger understood the meaning of the teacher's words.

Could it be that that guy is still weird.

Thinking about her, I started to observe her carefully.

And at this time, the third punch of the little monk in the field also returned.

As before, facing this punch, Qin Mu did not hesitate.

He stabilized his figure and touched it.

boom!

There was another muffled hum.

This blow was the same as before.

But it was Fumanlou's reminder, Mu Linger looked carefully and seemed to see the problem.

It's just that I couldn't find where it appeared for a while.

The two of them bumped fists, and both of them took five steps back.

Logically speaking, it should be equal.

It depends on who has better endurance next.

But this game has just started for a while, so I don't know yet.

That master means

Then Mu Linger began to watch the game seriously...

At this moment, the young monk in the field also lost his temper.

A set of Subduing Tiger Arhat Fist was wielded vigorously.

It was greeting each other like raindrops.

And Qin Mu never refused anyone who came.

As for the raindrops of the little monk's fists, they greeted them one by one.

In an instant, the sound of the two fists colliding was crackling.

When it came to this set, the little monk shouted loudly after playing the last song.

"ah!"

With all his fists, he smashed towards Qin Mu's chest.

"Good come!"

Seeing this, Qin Mu didn't hesitate, and threw the same two punches.

Same as before, after this set of dozens of moves, the two are still evenly divided.

But Mu Linger's eyes were fixed on the two people in the arena.

He looked at the little monk first, and then at Qin Mu.

From time to time, her eyes lit up.

He turned to look at his master.

Her appearance fell into Fumanlou's eyes and smiled: "See?"

Mu 5.6 Linger nodded.

"Ok!"