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Liu Zihui, on the other hand, smiled and said, ”I would like to thank you for your kindness and for not killing me. However, victory and defeat were common matters. I didn't lose to the end. It's no use trying to make it sound bad. Who asked you to let me go? It is the will of heaven for me to come again. In today's competition, it will not be so easy for you all to win! ” The old Daoist sneered, ”You still want to get lucky? What if I lose again? ”
Liu Zixiang's face turned red and he angrily said, ”There's no need to say more. Do you two dare to compete again?” Zhen Hai stepped forward: ”To compete with you, or with others? If you want me to compete with you, then get out of my way. I don't want to beat you again. I don't want to let them go and fight again. How can you, someone who has no shame, stand up for me? ”
Liu Zihui, a man who really doesn't care about his shame, smiled and said: ”Even if I lose that time. I will not make a move today. ” She pointed to her companions and said, ”They will compete with you. The two of you should also carefully consider it, but do you have the guts to do so? If you guys are afraid, then kneel down and beg for forgiveness. I can consider letting you die a little faster. If you beg me to be soft-hearted, I might be able to forgive this old Taoist. This is because the old Taoist is similar to me, and he is also a kind person. ”
The old Daoist angrily said, ”You cannot marry off this kind of thing, so don't be complacent. Don't even think about taking advantage of me. Tell me, how do we compete? ” Liu Zixiang's face darkened, and he immediately said: ”You don't know how to appreciate favors! Just wait for your death! ” He then turned around and said to the group of people, ”Beat this old Taoist into submission first, I want to deal with him.”
When Zhen Hai heard that they were going to fight again, he was already happy. A man named Lang San, who didn't understand Chinese, walked up and said a few words to Zhen Hai.
Liu Zihui translated into Chinese and said to Zhen Hai: ”Heng Sanjun said he wants to spar with you.” The old Daoist said, ”Then let's do as he says. However, he had to be accurate this time. If you lose, don't come looking for trouble. We don't have time for you. Last time, you made a public vow: 'Never come to China.' ”This time, I have to keep a bit of faith.”
After the old Daoist finished speaking, he turned around to look at the other people and saw that they all had strange expressions on their faces. The old Daoist didn't even place them in his eyes. Thus, the old Daoist took off his outer garment and revealed his firm features. He then said in a complicated tone, ”Let me compete with you first.” ”Hengsan is careful, he wants to compete with you,” Liu told Hengsi in Japanese. This old Taoist is more cunning than that monk. ” Her words frightened the old Daoist. He took off his sword and handed it to Liu Zihui. The change in his moves was so fast that it dazzled everyone who saw it. The old Daoist stood there without moving, waiting for him to attack.
Seeing the old Daoist standing tall and unmoving, he took a detour around the old Daoist. At this moment, his heart felt even weaker. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, throwing a punch at the old Daoist. When the old Daoist saw his fist coming, he instantly stretched out his hand to grab the wriggling wristband. He then threw the wristband three to four times over, falling onto the ground. He clenched his teeth and crawled back up after being thrown in all four directions. He covered his back with his hands and ducked back into the crowd. He told his partner, ”Something's wrong. I can't call again. This old Daoist truly is formidable. ”
Seeing how powerful the old Daoist was, everyone was shocked. Another person called Ben Lang stepped forward in anger, caught the old Daoist, and began punching him. The old Daoist saw that he was approaching in a ferocious manner and with a flash, he cracked apart the old Daoist's attack. The old Daoist calmly continued to counter his attacks. I beg that your attacks are no longer valiant. Seeing how the old Daoist's moves were flexible and ever-changing, he took two steps back, wanting to change his attack. However, the old Daoist didn't allow him to do so. He leaped forward and used the fierce technique of 'Flood Dragon Goes to Sea' to attack him.
He hoped that this young man wouldn't recognize this technique and wouldn't break it. He panicked a little. He feigned weakness, and was dazzled by the scene before him. In the next moment, he was hit in the flank by the old Daoist's palm. He was in so much pain that he cried out ”Ah!” before turning around and running away, losing the battle.
Just as the old Daoist retracted his moves to establish his stance, another person named Long Zhilang leapt forward to catch the old Daoist and engage in another battle. The old Daoist broke through a few of his moves. Long Zhichang was fierce as he roared and rammed his head against the old dao. The old Daoist learned that he had practiced the Iron Head Art and did not dare to underestimate his opponent, not daring to take him head on. He then leaped up and landed right behind him. When Long Zhenlang saw that he wasn't going to make it, he added more viciousness to the situation and turned around to face him. The old Daoist took the chance to strike him from under the flank and beat him down.
Liu Zihui gritted her teeth and said fiercely: ”This vicious monk is quite evil. We can't beat him with punches and punches. And don't compete with them one-on-one. It's better to just attack them together with our swords and kill them all! ”
All of the wave people immediately pulled out their swords, forming a circle around Zhen Hai and the Old Daoist, attacking them together. Zhen Hai and the Old Daoist were both unarmed, the two of them were amongst the lackeys, while they flapped their wings and retaliated against the lackeys. At this moment, the abbot arrived with a firestorm of bamboo, and seeing the outrageous and unruly people, he raised his staff and pointed it at them. Although the abbot was very old, his body was as light as a swallow, and his moves were swift and fierce. He used a baton to sweep away the demons, and with a turn of his body, he struck two of the waves. He changed his style of attack, using the Three Rod of Demon Subduing, and hit another three Prodigal Dwellers. The lackeys all retreated at once.