People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

Tatata...

The old man slowly walked out of the passage, and the bloody color of the setting sun immediately enveloped him. The shadow under his feet stretched backwards rubbing the dust. The cool breeze blew, and a cold light emerged from three inches above the ground, leaving a dazzling silver glow in the black shadow.

His face full of grooves looked at the sky, his silver hair was flying on his temples, and his eyes were deep and full of perseverance.

Step by step, he walked towards Ning Xiaotian.

When the distance was close to six meters, Ning Xiaotian opened his eyes, full of fighting spirit. As he stood up, the long sword stuck in the ground was also pulled out. "Why is it an old man?" Looking at Yin who was walking towards him.

Old man A, he was confused.

Just at this moment, a female voice with a silver bell came from overhead.

"Friends in the audience, this gladiatorial match will pit Senior Luo Tong against the Golden Warriors. Senior Luo Tong is a level 69 peak soul emperor, and is only one step away from the soul saint. Not only that, senior Luo Tong also served under

Imperial Shadow Leopard Corps, with the rank of captain, has been studying gun skills in the army for more than 70 years, and is known as the gun king..."

The female host introduced it loudly.

"The peak soul emperor has been practicing spear training for 70 years. He seems to be quite powerful, but he is a bit older."

"Indeed, as the saying goes, one can make perfect. In terms of skills, Director Luo is definitely better than the previous one. I just don't know if he can withstand it physically. You must know that the younger one before was chopped down by the Golden Warrior."

"It's hard to say. The Golden Warriors match just now also consumed a lot of energy, and we only rested for such a short time."

"You are over 80 years old and you are sent here. Doesn't our Star Luo Empire have no one left?"

"..."

In the stands, everyone was talking a lot.

"This person is the Luo Tong that Wilkin said." Ning Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly and became cautious in his heart. They say that fists are afraid of young people, and sticks are afraid of old wolves. The same goes for weapons like guns.

The more he practices, the more sophisticated he becomes. He is still a peak soul emperor, so he has to be cautious.

The two of them stood 5 meters away, waiting for the ringing.

"Dingle bell..." After a while, the bell rang.

Ning Xiaotian took the lead in attacking. He stepped forward and rushed forward. The feeling was gradually dissipating and he could not wait.

The old man looked calm, turned his right hand, and the spear in his hand suddenly pierced Ning Xiaotian's face like a dragon.

"So fast!" Surprised, Ning Xiaotian turned slightly sideways and swung his sword to the left, trying to swing the spear away.

Opportunity... The old man's eyes flashed, he pressed down the gun body, and with one sweep, Ning Xiaotian's sharp sword was immediately swept away. His chest was directly hit by the huge force, and his body staggered sideways.

Without any hesitation, with a flip of his wrist, the spear in the old man's hand suddenly turned into a venomous snake that tightened its belly before biting, and stabbed forward quickly. "Sure enough, he is very old, and his gun is also fast." Ning Xiaotian's pupils shrank, and a cold light came to his eyes.

He tilted his head quickly and barely managed to avoid it.

"Bang!" The helmet was hit.

"It contracts like a poisonous snake, sweeps and stabs like thunder. It is indeed a spear that has been practiced for 70 years." Ning Xiaotian resisted the pain of concussion in his head, used the force of his toes, and quickly deviated towards the side where the spear swept.

I didn't feel depressed at all, but became more and more excited.

That overwhelming feeling came over again.

Seeing that Ning Xiaotian had left the attack range, the old man stood on the spot with his gun and did not pursue any more pursuits. Physical strength was not his advantage, experience was, and the old man knew it well.

"That's what it feels like!" Ning Xiaotian stabilized his posture and looked back at the old man. His head was shaking slightly and hurting, but his face was filled with uncontrollable joy. "Crack", the stone slab under his feet cracked, and the figure once again flew towards the old man.

.

However, before it was close to 2 meters, the cold light hit him again. Ning Xiaotian turned sideways and raised his left hand as if to grab. The spear in front of him instantly retracted quickly and he raised it quickly, "Whoosh whoosh..." like raindrops.

The gun light rushed towards his face, covering the old man's entire upper body.

"We can't rush in!" Ning Xiaotian made a decisive decision, pressed down and sheathed his sword, and struck the old man's knee joint with a sweeping sword.

"Qiang!" The sound of the tip of the spear hitting the sword was followed by the tip of the spear being lifted up and hitting Ning Xiaotian's head.

Leaning back, turning sideways, and stretching out his feet, Ning Xiaotian grabbed the gap when the tip of the gun rose and kicked the old man's thigh.

"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly, his body stood still, and it collapsed on the spot. "Bang!" A crack appeared on the ground nearly two meters in front of him. However, Ning Xiaotian had already used his strength to pull it apart again.

Open distance.

Immediately, he charged again.

But this time, Ning Xiaotian did not rush in immediately. Instead, he stayed within the calculated attack range of the spear. He stared at the head of the spear and struck tentatively with the long sword in his hand, fighting against the oncoming spear light.

In Ning Xiaotian's eyes, the old man at this time was like a coiling poisonous snake. The spear in his hand was a snake head, and the tip of the spear was a deadly fang. He stretched and retracted, and quickly attacked him, full of dangerous aura.

"Almost, just a little bit..." This sense of urgency wandering between death made Ning Xiaotian inexplicably excited. His expression became more and more focused, his forehead was slightly hot, and his eyes were looking closely at the tip of the gun, feeling the cold glow.

It's getting closer, getting bigger and slower.

Time passed minute by minute.

Neither side seems to be able to do anything to the other.

"I take back what I said before. Manager Luo is really old and strong, and his spear skills are superb..." In the stands, the man who had previously scolded the Star Luo Empire for having no one, excitedly clapped his hands and said: "Ginger is still hot when he is old."

"Indeed, Guanshi Luo's spear feels like a poisonous snake. If he doesn't make a move, it will be as fast as thunder and deadly. Moreover, this method of fighting is very energy-saving. He is worthy of being a veteran who has been in the army for many years and has rich experience.

Now, it’s the Golden Warrior’s turn to have a headache.”

"If we continue like this, the Golden Warriors may really lose." Everyone around him also echoed.

"This guy surnamed Jin won't lose, right?" Liu Erlong in the observation room also looked anxiously and couldn't help but say.

"This, it's really hard to say." Yu Luo Mian shook his head, "Guanshi Luo relies on experience to fight, find tricks and counterattacks when he sees the situation, which indeed saves a lot of physical strength. But if you keep dragging it like this, your physical strength will still slowly decrease.

It is consumed. And the Golden Warrior has been staying out of the attack range, and it seems that he wants to take advantage of this to win."

"But..." He raised his head and focused his gaze on Ning Xiaotian outside the window, pondered for a moment, and continued: "This Golden Warrior gave me the feeling that he was deliberately competing with Manager Luo's gun, and his eyes never left.

Pass."

"This is a little weird!"

"You know, if you are accidentally stabbed in the eye by the gun tip, your life will be in danger."

Having said this, he turned to look at Liu Erlong: "In the previous game, my father felt that something was wrong with Jin Yongshi's behavior, and there was a vague feeling that he was seeking a fight for a breakthrough. To be honest, I was a little suspicious that he did this on purpose.

"

"Did you do this on purpose?" Liu Erlong was startled, looked at Yu Luo Mian, and said with some unconfidence: "Isn't this a joke with your life? It's unlikely."

"It is indeed feasible to seek a breakthrough between life and death. This is the same as some soul masters who suddenly break through their bottlenecks when they are particularly emotional." Yu Luomian shrugged and explained.

"This guy surnamed Jin is simply crazy!" Liu Erlong turned his head and looked out the window, his face full of shock.

"Perhaps this is the reason why he can achieve such strength at this age." After Yu Luo Mian finished speaking, his eyes flashed, "When this fight is over, if the Golden Warrior can win, my father would like to visit his hotel in person.

.”

You are thinking nonsense... Liu Erlong turned his head and rolled his eyes at him, raised his eyebrows unceremoniously and said: "Old man, not to mention that this is the Star Luo Empire, and there are people from the royal family watching. The key is, how can you win over others?

Not short of money..."

My daughter, it would be great if you could be twenty years younger. This young man is definitely worthy of you. He is many times better than Yu Xiaogang... Yu Luo Mian looked at Liu Erlong and revealed his old father.

So sad.

His daughter is already 42 and has yet to get married, so he is worried!

"Damn old man, what's that look in your eyes?" Liu Erlong trembled all over, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Don't you still want me to go to the old cow to eat young grass?"

"How is that possible? Is my father the kind of person who makes fun of his daughter's happiness?" Yu Luomian retorted quickly, then showed a sad expression and said softly: "But Erlong, you are not young anymore.

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"roll!"

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