"Let's go, alas, our Lin family has lost." Old man Xu sighed dejectedly.
Ugh!
When the voice fell, the senior Lin family sighed.
Four of the Lin family went to war, two of them rebelled, and two of them failed!
Now, even if Deng Jiuling wins, what will happen
Is it possible that with Deng Jiuling's power, he can win three times in a row
Ha ha!
What an international joke!
What's more, Deng Jiuling is just a commoner man!
Just like him, can he win
This campaign has not started yet, and it is doomed to end. Why should we continue
Ugh!
Let's go, it's gone!
Just when everyone in the Lin family shook their heads and sighed.
Mr. Xu's unruly voice sounded again: "According to the rules of the game, the last contestant must finish before he can leave!"
boom!
When the voice fell, the senior Lin family shook.
"Old man Xu, what do you mean? Your Xu family has already won, so why humiliate people like this?" Old Lin said excitedly.
"The unspoken rule of competition, although it is three wins without a game, but today's five games, you must finish the match, otherwise you can't leave!" said Mr. Xu, Jieyu.
"Grandpa, forget it, let Junior Ma, go and try." Lin Peng, lying on the stretcher, said suddenly.
"But... Master, even if this kid goes up, he still loses." The sword-bearing boy was a little surprised.
"My Lin family today, even if it is certain to lose, then the process must be completed."
Lin Peng gritted his teeth and said: "Our Lin family today, even if we lose, we will lose the glory!"
"It doesn't matter if we lose today, but as long as we don't lose the reputation of the Lin family, we can also make a comeback in the future!"
it is good!
When the voice fell, everyone in the Lin family nodded one after another, not so desperate.
However, Lin Peng's words like chicken soup still made the senior Lin family feel very disappointed.
"Junior Brother Ma, pay attention to safety. If you lose, you can voluntarily admit defeat. Don't lose your life in vain." Lin Peng said with a fist.
"Senior Brother Lin, you are welcome, I will pay attention."
Standing with his hand, Deng Jiuling smiled slightly and said, "However, before entering the ring, I have two requirements. I hope the Lin family can agree."
What
You are a waste material, just go on stage!
Before you go to the ring, you actually have to ask for it
In an instant, everyone shook.
Even the old man Xu was very interested. Jie said, "If you are a candidate for the Lin family, you must be on stage. Otherwise, you will not blame the old man, go to the teacher's place, and take a copy of yours."
"You..." Lin Lao, suddenly furious.
Obviously, Master Xu, this is for fear that the world will not be chaotic. He deliberately said this to fan the flames.
In other words, no matter what conditions Deng Jiuling proposed, the Lin family must agree to it.
Otherwise, if Deng Jiuling fails to enter the ring, the consequences will be serious!
"Junior Brother Ma, what are you going to do?" Lin Peng said with a frown.
"It's very simple. In this battle, I will help the Lin family win, but I want to get 51% of the Lin family's shares." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
what!
boom!
The sound fell, and the audience boiled.
"Junior Brother Ma, did you do this too much?" Lin Peng said with a frown.
"If I am alone, I can defeat the Xu family and take the reward alone, would it violate the rules?" Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
"This..." Lin Peng hesitated for a moment and looked at Mr. Lin.
"Little brother, if you can really be alone, if one chooses three, how about giving you the shares?" Old Lin nodded and agreed.
"It's ridiculous, if you can pick three, then the sow can fly to the tree." The sword-bearing boy looked disdainful.
"Junior Brother Ma, what is your second requirement?" Lin Peng asked tentatively.
Lin Peng had a hunch that Deng Jiuling's second request would be terrible.
as predicted!
Under the eyes of everyone, Deng Jiuling smiled slightly, leaned in Lin Peng's ear, and said a word softly.
Hum!
After listening, Lin Peng's eyes suddenly burst into anger.
"Brother Lin, I'm sure of winning, don't you dare to bet?" Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
"Okay, I promise you!" Lin Peng gritted his teeth and said coldly: "But if you lose, I will not forgive you!"
"Don't worry, there is no word'lose' in my dictionary!" Deng Jiuling said with a big laugh.
Deng Jiuling's second condition was to transmit the sound to the secret, and no one heard it.
and so!
For a while, everyone was very curious about what Deng Jiuling said that made Lin Peng so angry.
"Peng'er, you...?" Old Lin asked tentatively.
"Grandpa, it's okay, it's a personal condition, let's watch the game first." Lin Peng hesitated to speak, and seemed unwilling to say more.
"Okay." Old Lin nodded and sneered: "I want to see, this little brother, what can I do!"
Deng Jiuling, a scruffy commoner horseman, was so unassuming that Old Lin was naturally a little annoyed.
…
Under all eyes, Deng Jiuling stepped forward with his hand and stepped into the ring.
During the whole process, the black robe elder had nostrils up to the sky, and he didn't even look at Deng Jiuling.
Deng Jiuling didn't mind this, but picked up the brush and prepared to write.
"Hold on!" The black-robed old man's voice suddenly sounded: "Boy, you are only as good as your three-legged cat, so don't be ashamed."
"In this way, as long as you can read the old man's words and persist for more than ten seconds, you will win this round!"
Wow!
The voice fell, and everyone was boiling.
"I'll go, Brother Lin just insisted on it for a second!"
"Even Master Confucius, that's just a three-second man!"
"It seems that the Xu family is planning to kill someone!"
Suddenly, all the vendors talked a lot, and they couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat for Deng Jiuling.
"The Master and I are both people with identities. The Xu family teaches the most, but they don't dare to mess around."
Lin Peng frowned, his eyes worrisome: "Junior Brother Ma is just a commoner. If he is dead, he will be dead in vain..."
Although the discussion is a matter of life or death, it's just that if it's not for killing the father's hatred, under normal circumstances, few people do it.
But Deng Jiuling was different.
Deng Jiuling's status is humble, and he is improvised, as small as an ant.
With Deng Jiuling's "hanging silk", the Xu family slapped it to death. There is no future trouble, and the Lin family can be slapped in the face.
however!
With the voice of the black-robed old man falling, Deng Jiuling was silent for a moment before saying, "You lost!"
What
Lost... Lost
Hearing this, the smile on the black robe old man's face froze, and when he looked down, he was dumbfounded.
At this moment, Deng Jiuling's gaze was motionless, looking at the copybook calmly.
This defeated Lin Peng and Confucius's copybook, Deng Jiuling read it for a long time, and there was nothing wrong with it
"The first game, Lin's family, win!" The referee's voice then resounded through the audience.
"I... Grass!" The black robe old man, his mouth trembling, suddenly wanted to curse.
As one of the five elders of the Styx, but unexpectedly defeated, lost to a commoner
What a shame!
Until he stepped off the ring, the black robe old man's face was still gloomy, and he wanted to scold his mother.
"Our Lin family actually won a round?"
"I'll go, this kid, have you won?"
Wow!
After a short silence, the Lin family's senior leaders all boiled!
"Huh, what's so great?"
The sword-bearing youth said with disdain: "The fifth oldest copybook, after being read by the young master and master, there is not much mental power left in the copybook."
"That's why this kid was able to hold on for a full ten seconds. This is just luck."
These words fell on the heads of the Lin family like a basin of cold water, it was so cold!
"Oh, it seems that the Lin family will lose in the end!" Old Lin sighed dejectedly.
At the same time, under the ring, the white-robed old man said with a sneer: "Fifth, you don't need to be discouraged. Brother Si will come on stage and vent your breath for you."
"Damn, fourth brother, you must kill this kid, grass!" The black robe old man said excitedly.
"Let's look at the old man's methods!" The white-robed old man nodded and stepped on the ring.
"The five elders of Styx have a unique skill, and the fourth elder is good at cursive script.
The sword-bearing teenager said with a sneer: "The cursive script combines mental power, which can make people feel like being in a primeval forest, it is easy to be mentally confused!"
The voice fell, and the fourth old man picked up his pen, brushed his brush, and quickly wrote some very scribbled handwriting on the rice paper.
"Boy, ten seconds, if you can persist, the old man loses!" Putting down the brush, the old man in white robe said proudly.
The fourth old man used the same method as the fifth old man to slap Deng Jiuling in the face.
However, the fifth-oldest copybook's mental power was weakened twice, which was taken advantage of by Deng Jiuling.
And the fourth oldest copybook is freshly released, and it contains powerful spiritual power.
If Deng Jiuling could still succeed now, the elders would not believe it!
however!
In full view, Deng Jiuling stared at the copybook for more than thirty seconds!
boom!
Watching this scene blankly, the fourth old man thundered, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
"how so!"
"This... this is unscientific!"
In an instant, everyone was in a commotion, all in an uproar.
"The fourth brother's copybook actually has no effect on this kid?"
The black-robed old man widened his eyes and looked unbelieving.
Unwilling to reconcile, the black robe old man hurried forward and stepped onto the ring, but glanced at the copybook.
boom!
After just one glance, the black-robed old man suddenly screamed and fell from the ring below.
"Fourth!"
"No, the fourth child, I'm injured!"
Wow!
In an instant, the elders shook!
"The fourth oldest copybook clearly contains fierce mental power, and even the fifth oldest cannot compete."
Lin Peng frowned, "But Junior Brother Ma, there is nothing to do, Master, what is this?"
Confusing!
Even if Lin Peng wanted to break his head, he really couldn't figure out what the truth was.
At this point, Confucius frowned and was a little puzzled.
"Could it be that the mental power of this kid surpassed the fourth oldest?" Lin Peng asked tentatively.
"Master, you think too much. If that kid is really good, how can he be a commoner?" The sword-bearing boy said with disdain.
"If that's not the case, then why can Junior Ma be able to defeat the fourth elder?"
With an inquiring gaze, Lin Peng looked at Deng Jiuling in amazement...