For this question, Deng Jiuling did not explain, but stood with his hands holding hands, smiling without saying a word.
"Next!" Then, Deng Jiuling's indifferent voice resounded through the sky.
Wow!
The sound fell and the audience was in an uproar!
"Too crazy!"
"Damn, with a horse-raising commoner, you're crazy!"
In an instant, everyone in the Xu family was furious.
"Fourth, fifth, what is going on with you?"
Among the five elders of the Styx River, the old man in purple can't help frowning, and said a little displeased.
Among the five elders of the Styx, the purple-clothed elder is the oldest and the strongest in literature.
Four of the five rounds have passed, and the next final round is naturally the boss of Styx.
But Deng Jiuling won two games in a row, which made the purple-clothed old man feel incredible and incomprehensible.
What is hidden in all this
The old man in purple can't understand!
"Big brother, I don't know why, in short, that stinky boy seems to be immune to my copybook?" The black robe old man said aggrieved.
"Brother, that kid does have a problem, very wicked."
The white-robed old man frowned and said: "My copybook contains the power of killing. Even if the Daoist comes, I am afraid it will be disturbed."
"But that kid, from start to finish, ignored everything!"
"Immunity?" Hearing this, the purple-clothed old man was taken aback and frowned.
The five elders of the Styx are strong, although they can't beat the Taoist monarch, they can join hands to fight the second-step warriors.
Even if singled out, with the power of the Styx boss, it is enough to sweep the first step of the warrior.
Of course, this is just a crushing of mental power, and if there is a real fight, the Five Elders will naturally not work.
But in Wendou, the power of the five elders of the Styx, like a god, should be able to sweep the lower ranks.
But Deng Jiuling, a tertiary martial arts master, is actually immune to the mental power attacks contained in the copybook
Damn it!
This... Isn't this too exaggerated
"Big brother, look..., would it be like this?"
The third elder suddenly said, "This kid... illiterate?"
what!
Hum!
The sound fell, the five elders of Styx, shaking at the same time!
"I see, this thing is really possible!"
The black-robed old man sneered and said: "With our five brothers, who have practiced for a hundred years of Taoism, as long as they are not as good as our innate, we can all hurt each other."
"But those illiterate Bai Dings are definitely not allowed!"
The voice fell, and the elders nodded, all feeling reasonable.
"Old man Lin, you are really enough, let a Bai Ding come to participate in today's battle!"
Mr. Xu sneered and said, "No wonder, that ant-like kid can win two games in a row!"
Wow!
The voice fell, and everyone was in an uproar.
"I knew, that kid must have no abilities!"
The sword-bearing youth suddenly smiled with a look of disdain: "How can he be attacked by calligraphy if he doesn't know any characters?"
The more you know how to calligraphy, the more you will be in awe.
And if you don't know how to do it, even if you look at Picasso's sky-high prices, you still have no feeling.
Today's game has very high specifications, and both of them are masters, and they don't keep their hands at all.
and so!
No one would have imagined that in today's literary fight, there will be a white Ding!
"Could it be that this is the truth?" Lying on the stretcher, Lin Peng frowned, a little speechless.
Although Lin Peng was unwilling to believe that all of this was true.
But Lin Peng knew that Deng Jiuling was just a commoner, the bottom of society.
The commoner at the bottom can't understand words, that's normal.
"God thief, if you want my Lin family to lose, why do you give us hope again?"
The white beard flicked, and Lin Lao's eyes were suddenly full of grief and anger.
If the Lin family was beaten three by one and lost directly, Old Lin would also admit it.
Deng Jiuling won twice in a row, just bringing a glimmer of hope to Lin Lao.
Unexpectedly!
Nima, in the end, Deng Jiuling was actually illiterate!
May I ask, how can Mr. Lin accept such a result
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"Since that kid is just an illiterate, let's see how the old man cleans up him!"
The purple-clothed old man laughed and stepped onto the ring proudly.
"Young people, you and I each write a copybook, and then observe each other."
The purple-clothed old man sneered and said: "Who can hold on for the longest time, or who still stands in the ring, then who wins, how?"
As soon as these words came out, the black-robed old man and the white-robed old man looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
"Now it's a two-to-two draw. As long as the big brother wins, our Xu family will win."
"That kid is actually an illiterate, so terribly cheap, but we have been fooled twice, how can we be the third time?"
"This time, the eldest brother and that kid are observing each other, I see how he plays tricks!"
The five elders of Styx talked a lot with all kinds of disdain.
Mr. Xu, who was originally a little nervous, has recovered and laughed constantly.
At the Lin family's side, everyone was silent.
Lin Lao, Lin Peng and Confucius all looked desperate.
"Boy, I'm driving you crazy!"
The sword-bearing boy sneered: "This time, you are sure to lose!"
In fact, for people who are illiterate, using copybook attacks is also effective.
It's just that some special words must be used to attack illiteracy.
And this kind of special word is useless to an educated person.
Now, since I know Deng Jiuling, he is an illiterate!
Then!
The words written by the purple-clothed old man are naturally aimed at the illiterate, but are specially designed.
Wow!
In full view, the purple-clothed old man picked up a pen and quickly wrote a peculiar oracle bone inscription on the copybook.
Everyone leaned over to take a look, and suddenly found that they had nothing to do.
On the contrary, it was an illiterate security guard under the ring. He only glanced at it. He immediately bleeds from the seven orifices and crashes to the ground, completely losing his breath.
"Let me go, Brother's copybook is really amazing, it is absolutely necessary to kill illiterate!"
"Niu, I take it!"
In an instant, the elders admired and all gave thumbs up.
Then, everyone's eyes gathered into running water, and they all looked at Deng Jiuling.
All kinds of ridicule, all kinds of disdain, all kinds of pitying eyes, appeared in everyone's eyes.
Deng Jiuling didn't mind this, but picked up a pen and wrote a lightly on his copybook.
boom!
Only glanced at the copybook, the purple-clothed old man's eyes widened and his color suddenly changed.
"You... You are not illiterate?" The purple-clothed old man said silently.
"If I am illiterate, why should I join the literary fight?" Deng Jiuling did not answer the question.
puff!
The voice fell, the purple-clothed old man's throat was sweet, and he suddenly had the urge to vomit blood.
Damn it!
This... Isn't it too good
The copybook written by the purple-clothed old man was developed for the illiterate and has no effect on the scholars.
Since Deng Jiuling is not illiterate, the copybook written by the purple-clothed old man is naturally invalid for Deng Jiuling.
As for the copybook written by Deng Jiuling, the purple-clothed old man only glanced at it and found that he did not have any mental aggression.
What does this show
This shows that although Deng Jiuling can write, he doesn't understand the fusion of spiritual power, so he attacks!
and!
The characters written by Deng Jiuling are crooked and oblique, obviously not a person who writes frequently.
"Huh, even if the big brother's attack is invalid, but that kid's attack is not also invalid to the big brother?" The black robe old man said coldly.
"This round, the Lin family, win!" The referee's voice resounded across the court in an instant.
Wow!
The sound fell, the five elders of Styx, shaking at the same time!
"It's not fair!"
The black-robed old man suddenly became furious: "This is clearly a tie, so why!"
"Yes, what is this?" The white-robed old man was also angry!
"According to the profound meaning of the Xuanbing Code, there is no tie in the competition."
The referee said lightly: "If there is a draw, the team with the strongest cultivation base will lose!"
Pouch!
The voice fell, and the purple-clothed old man's throat was sweet, a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the ground, and he fainted.
As the first person in the literary world of the Western Regions, the purple-clothed old man has been glorified for a hundred years, and has enjoyed a hundred years of glory.
But what the purple-clothed old man never dreamed of was that he would one day be easily killed by the most infamous commoner groom!
"We, the five old men of the Styx, cross the Western Regions, but today a twenty-year-old kid was given a choice of three?"
The black-robed old man had an ugly face and could not accept this reality.
"Moreover, this kid kills us in seconds every round!" The white-robed old man suddenly collapsed!
Losing is not terrible!
But it was so useless to lose, but the Five Elders of Styx couldn't accept it.
But if you lose, you lose!
Although unacceptable, such a cruel reality.
But the five elders of the Styx knew that they could not challenge the profound meaning of the Xuanbing Code.
and so!
After a brief silence, the five elders of Styx were eclipsed, put their heads on top, and strayed away.
"Five seniors, you... just left?" Uncle Xu family was a little surprised.
"All lost, why don't you go?" The old man in black robe scolded.
"But you... you took my Xu family, so much money, you...!" Uncle Xu family was furious.
"My elder brother was injured. The medical expenses were originally not intended for you to pay."
The white-robed old man sneered and said: "If this is the case, then you should calculate the medical expenses, and then send us to the house."
"If you lose a penny, don't blame us two or five brothers, you are not polite to the Xu family, huh!"
go!
Wow!
Soon, the five elders of the Styx River left absolutely.
Only the Xu family members were left standing there, dumbfounded.
"Our Lin family, won?"
"Haha, really won!"
"One pick three, handsome!"
After a brief silence, there was a monstrous cheer on Lin's side.
"Peng'er, we... won?" Old Lin said with a trembling voice.
"Yeah, Grandpa, we won!" Lin Peng nodded, smiling.
"This ant-like little boy actually defeated the five elders of the Styx?"
His mouth trembled for a while, and in the eyes of the sword-bearing young man, it was full of shock and unreality.
"Hmph, this time I count your Lin family's good luck, and the market will still belong to your Lin family in the future. You don't need to pay back the debt, let's go!"
Elder Xu's face turned black, and he glanced at Deng Jiuling bitterly, and left the Xu family.
Then, all the eyes of the Lin family looked towards Deng Jiuling...