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184. Admit defeat if you can't hold on!

After dinner.

Teacher Bangbu let the four disciples who needed to fight continue to rest for a while.

Sykes pulled Axel aside, "This time, admit defeat if you can, that senior brother Green Snake is different from senior brother Xuanwu..."

Sykes hesitated to speak.

Axel smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry about me."

In fact, he also knew what Sykes wanted to say. There are dozens of disciples of Mr. Bangbu, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest. It is impossible for them all to have a big heart like Brother Tyrannosaurus. Some of them take their own cultivation more seriously, while some disciples take these things lightly and don't care. Brother Green Snake is a senior brother who has a unique dedication to martial arts. This time, he is also determined to win the spot, but he is relatively introverted and doesn't talk much. He doesn't look like a contender, but Axel knows that Qing Snake The hotness in Brother Snake's eyes is so intense.

It's impossible for Senior Brother Green Snake to be like Senior Brother Xuanwu. He knew that his famous skill was Long Xiaotian Drive, but he chose to compete with him in the strongest move.

He is eager to win this game.

However, the first match was not Axel's competition. After tossing coins, he chose the battle between Brother Huamao and the prodigy Xiaoquan in gray.

"Okay!" Brother Huamao roared, took a deep breath, and stepped into the arena.

On the contrary, the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God was very indifferent, stood up slowly, and walked slowly to the field. At this time, Brother Huamao had been waiting for a long time.

"Come on, junior brother, let's have a good fight!" Senior Huamao encouraged himself.

"You deserve it?" The gray-clothed child prodigy, Little Fist God, sneered.

Brother Huamao's face froze, he really wanted to refute, but found that his words were already weak. Suddenly, he raised his head and saw the blood-red eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God, and he couldn't help being startled!

Yes.

I don't know when the younger brother's eyes became so indifferent, he didn't look like his younger brother, but like a stranger.

"Well, even if I lose, I will fight with dignity!"

"There's so much nonsense, attack here, I'll let you attack first!" The gray-clothed child prodigy Little Fist God sneered, in his opinion, these people who pay attention to the relationship between brothers and sisters are precisely because of their own incompetence. He firmly believes in those that need affection!

Brother Huamao is a mud bodhisattva, but he also has a three-point anger. Being looked down upon like this, his heart is also burning with anger. With a roar, he directly used his strongest trick, without any warm-up, just fighting!

A huge chopping knife composed of wind blades formed above his head. The gust of wind kept condensing, constantly making the chopping knife solidify, and it shone with terrifying light in the sun.

The fist surged, like a sea tide under the moon. Although it was invisible, it rushed towards the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God like the substance.

"It's still a bit of a look." The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God was almost the strongest blow to Brother Huamao. Although he was a little sure, he was still extremely indifferent, "I will use the same trick to let you understand, genius , the difference from ordinary people!"

There was a loud drink.

A chopping knife also appeared on the head of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God, but it was more than double the size of Brother Huamao's, and the fierce fist crushed Senior Brother Huamao's fist like a steamroller.

Seeing this moment, Brother Huamao knew that he had lost.

There is no need for a duel between these two moves, if you are crushed just by fisting, it is simply impossible to compete.

"Alas..." Brother Huamao was already disheartened, once he withdrew his fist, he would take back the fist, which is considered to be an admission of defeat. The confrontation of unique moves will only hurt both sides, and he has already understood the opponent's punching intentions,

There is no need to go on.

However, the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God didn't think so. The moment the opponent withdrew his fist intention, the blood in his eyes burst into rage, and the unstoppable killing heart suddenly rose.

kill him!

A voice roared inexplicably in his heart.

"Okay, kill!" The gray-clothed child prodigy Xiaoquan God's fist burst out again, and he slashed at Senior Brother Huamao.

Brother Huamao was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned. Under such circumstances, both parties should withdraw their moves. This is already the default rule, and as seniors, there is no need to fight to the death with unique recruits!

However, he was wrong, he saw that long-lost... killing intent in the eyes of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God!

"How could it be?" Brother Huamao was stunned.

Just when Senior Brother Huamao was about to be cut in half by the slashing knife, Senior Senior Brother suddenly appeared in front of him, and a gigantic fist appeared on top of his head, viciously It hit the chopping knife.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, like a knife cutting on a giant hammer.

This fierce confrontation aroused an extremely violent gust of wind, which tore the ground apart abruptly, flying sand and rocks. After a long time, it slowly stopped, the smoke cleared, and the crowd watching outside saw it at this time Seeing the true faces of several people.

Eldest brother's expression was extremely gloomy, he looked coldly at the boy prodigy in gray, Little Fist God, "Junior brother in gray, what do you mean by that, could it be that you want to kill Brother Huamao?"

The gray-clothed prodigy's little fist stared blankly, as if he was drunk and suddenly splashed with cold water, he only woke up at this time, swallowed dryly, what happened to his killing intent just now? thing? Even if my feelings for my senior brother are very indifferent, I don't want to kill my brother Huamao, not to mention that the relationship between my senior brother is still good on weekdays.

strangeness!

"Senior brother... I was wrong..." The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan quickly admitted his mistake. At this point, he has no place to stand, "I was too involved in the battle just now, and my whole heart is want to fight."

The senior brother sighed, the martial idiot Brother Huiyi didn't get his name for nothing, and with that kind of fighting mad mentality, it's possible that he couldn't hold back his moves.

"You have to know that we are all brothers and sisters, and you must not ignore the severity of your attack. Huamao has already surrendered just now, so you can't attack again."

"Eldest brother, I know I was wrong. Brother Huamao, I'm sorry." The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquanshen repeatedly admitted his mistake.

"It's okay." Brother Huamao is not a very conflicted person.

After Huamao senior brother and the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan God left the stage, the senior senior brother looked at Axel and Green Snake junior brother seriously, "You two must remember that we are senior brothers, and we must do everything right, and we must not show off our killing skills." Otherwise, I will never forgive you lightly!"

"Yes, big brother!" Axel said at the same time.

The elder brother nodded, and walked back to the watching position from the field. Teacher Bangbu has not spoken, and the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan has been peeking at his master, and found that there is nothing unusual in his expression, so he is relieved at this time down.

Senior Brother Green Snake strode towards the field, Axel took a deep breath, and also walked forward.

"Axel!" Sykes shouted anxiously.

"how?"

"If you can't hold on, you should admit defeat early. Isn't that the same thing with the cat just now?" Sykes suggested.

Axel smiled, knowing that Sykes meant well, and nodded, "I have my own measure!" Then he turned and walked towards the field with his head held high.

"It's over. Based on what I know about him, he must have gone all out." Sykes fell weakly on the chair, and the little hand on the top of the palm of the one-eyed monster next to him suddenly drooped. Emotions are the same, incomparably wilting.