I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

"Why do you want to borrow the land at the door? Is it possible that you have to sell yourself to pay off the debt?" Shopkeeper Ma joked cheerfully. The more he looked at the little doll, the more he liked it. As he spoke, he waved his hands and stood up. "Your meals are free, I think the boy is pleasing to the eye, just talk to my old man when you have time in the future."

"Of course not. I just want to borrow a piece of land outside your restaurant to do business, and pay back your meal money by the way."

Jiang Ye said straightforwardly, the appearance of a young adult made shopkeeper Ma couldn't help smiling, which made the old man want to see what the kid would do.

"Okay then, I will lend you two hours, and it will be your own meal payment. Don't be sad if it doesn't work, grandpa won't wrong you." Shopkeeper Ma agreed with a smile.

Preparations for street jousting begin.

The three circled a small area in front of the Ma's old shop, Wencai was in charge of publicity, Akita was in charge of maintaining order, and Ah Tian was in charge of eating carrots standing in place.

Wencai ran to the musical instrument store across the street and borrowed a gong with an ocean, and started to make trouble.

Dang, dang, dang. Wen Cai shouted amidst the sound of the gong.

"Men and young men, if you have money, you can buy a money market, and some people can buy a personal market."

Stop and go, Wen Cai himself realized that he had said the wrong word.He smiled awkwardly and changed his rhetoric.

"Friends from the mountains, south and sea, and nobles from Xijing City, the three of us set up a martial arts competition here today. If we lose, we will pay you ten times the compensation, but someone came to fight." He had great confidence in his junior brother. Even if he only had seven yuan and hadn't paid for the meal, he dared to make such a big scene.

Someone challenged it in the street!Still ten times the odds!
This is something that hasn't happened in many years.

All of a sudden, passers-by on the road surrounded them. There were all kinds of white caps, school uniforms, suits, robes and gowns. Akita hurriedly came forward to maintain order. There were three inner floors and three outer floors around the Ma's old shop.

At the door of the store, shopkeeper Ma couldn't help but wondered at the scene. There are still people who dare to do this these days, so he couldn't help but worry about Xiao Yeming.

At this time, a strong man brought a little girl into the store, bowed to the shopkeeper Ma and saluted: "Uncle, I will take Xiaoling back today, and I will come to see you another day."

"Well, we are of the same family and different branches. I am already very happy that you still have the heart to visit me, an old guy. It's just that you take your daughter all over the place by yourself, so be careful. Ma Xiaoling is only 8 years old, and it's not like a bad guy like you who doesn't care about anything."

The shopkeeper Ma's instructions made the strong man ashamed, and the little girl beside him looked at the bustling scene outside curiously, and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

The old shopkeeper smiled and introduced: "There is a boy who is younger than you, and he said he would use my door to do something, but he actually made a challenge in the street."

In the description of shopkeeper Ma, Ma Xiaoling looked curiously at Jiang Yeming who was doing warm-up exercises in front of him. She took her father's hand and begged, "Father, let's go after watching. Didn't you say that the people who exorcise the Ma family have to walk around to gain knowledge? Maybe there will be a master this time."

"A child, who can have a master to compete in martial arts, stop making trouble, and go home with Dad."

As soon as the strong man finished speaking, he saw tears rolling in the well-behaved daughter's eyes, and couldn't bear her daughter's silent begging, so he had to agree.

In the venue at the entrance, Wen Cai continued to yell hard, and the enthusiasm of the audience was gradually raised.

Someone in the crowd asked: "After talking for a long time, who is going to fight, you? Or the fat guy next to you? It can't be that little doll!"

Wen Cai pointed to Jiang Yeming: "That's right, it's him. He defeated the Western warriors three times in a row, punched the tigers in the deep mountains, and kicked the strong men of the Western Regions."

Hahaha. The crowd burst into laughter.

A student who was dressed up couldn't help but mocked: "Che, I thought there was nothing to see. You are so young, why don't you go home to find your mother when you cry for a while?"

Wen Cai was about to refute, but at this moment, some wretched fellows walked in from the crowd.

As soon as these guys came out, some of the audience took a few steps back in fear, looking quite powerful here.

"I heard magpies calling when I went out in the morning. There really is a happy event waiting for me. As long as he wants to challenge our Xijing heroes, I, Zhao Laosan, will be the first to refuse. The odds are one to ten, right? This is ten oceans, and I will pay you 100 yuan later."

The one who spoke was the leader of the group, tall and thin, with a slashed scar on his face, he looked extremely fierce.

He saw that his opponent was a child, and wanted to take advantage of it.

He wanted to take advantage, but Jiang Yeming also wanted to.

At this time, Jiang Yeming was thinking about how to defeat this person without scaring others, so challengers appeared continuously.

Since the awakening of Saiyan fighting emotions, he has become more and more fond of fighting. No matter what happens today, he needs to fight a few more times to enjoy himself.

So, he pretended to be very cautious and replied: "Uncle, I have practiced the Thirteen Taibao horizontal training, if you beat me back, you will win."

Haha, the thin and tall guy didn't have the idea of ​​treating the weak well, so he just punched him.

He used all his strength to punch Jiang Yeming's chest.

Bang, there was a clear and crisp sound, which didn't sound like hitting someone at all.

"Ouch!" the tall and thin man clenched his fists and exclaimed in pain, "He has iron plates on his body, and he is playing tricks at such a young age."

There was laughter from the crowd, Jiang Yeming was only wearing a single shirt, how could he be wearing iron.

"If you don't fight, I will count it as a junior brother winning." Wen Cai shouted.

The tall and thin man showed a hint of viciousness in his eyes, quietly put a bronze knuckle on his right glove, and punched out again.

Bang, a more crisp sound appeared.Unfortunately, Jiang Yeming still acted like nothing happened.

A sharp-eyed person noticed this anomaly and shouted: "Despicable, you still use knuckles to deal with children. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why do you act like this?"

The tall and thin man turned around to look for the person who made the noise, but he didn't find it, so he turned around and vented his anger at Jiang Yeming and the others, yelling viciously, "In this land, I, Mr. Zhao, has the final say. Today's event is a mess, and the site fee of [-] yuan will be paid immediately."

There is no reason to do things in peace in the world, and there will be such disruptors everywhere, which makes Jiang Yeming angry.

He kicked his calf hard, rushed out as an afterimage, grabbed the tall and thin one and shouted: "Stop playing, even if I only earn ten yuan today, I will beat you up."

As he said that, the tall and thin man was like a human stick in his hand, spinning rapidly under the interlaced twisting of his hands, and then, the tall and thin man became limp and paralyzed, and was lifted and played with fancy patterns around his neck and waist, spinning like a snake.

This time, the crowd of onlookers were frightened, and they retreated one after another, leaving a large part of the venue empty, and the voices of discussion rose and fell.

"Hey, it's a good thing I'm not greedy for cheap. It looks like it's being kneaded as dough. It doesn't feel good."

"It's not like kneading dough, it's almost like making ramen."

"Zhao Laosan has been planted this time. I think that little baby can deal with his gang by himself."

With the dancing of the sticks, the discussion became more and more intense. This is a style of play that has never been seen in modern times!
A living person weighing more than a hundred catties is forced to be turned into a colorful ring in rhythmic gymnastics by Xiao Yeming, which is very ornamental.

Gradually, the audience changed from fear to appreciation. They never thought that martial arts could be played like this.

"Good!" "Good!" "It's so beautiful!" A burst of applause came out.

After playing, Jiang Yeming threw the thin and tall guy like noodles on the ground.

Before the tall and thin man fainted, he did not forget to say a harsh word: "Brothers, fuck him."

"Are you going to hit me? I will fight back." The little boy asked very politely.

"No, no, how dare you!" Several companions lifted the tall and thin man out of the crowd, and put the ten oceans on the ground obediently.

Wen Cai knocked on the gong a few times, and after putting away the ocean, he asked the crowd: "Little brother has won the first battle, who will dare to challenge next?"

"I'm coming!" A voice like a silver bell came out, and a little girl with shofar braids squeezed into the crowd.

A burly middle-aged man squeezed in behind her, grabbed the little girl, and looked at Jiang Yeming with serious eyes: "Xiaoling, don't mess around, you are not his opponent, this time let me do it for my father."