People are in the carving of the gods, and they get the Nine Suns Magic Art at the beginning

Yang Guo doubted: "Do you need to win three games in a row, not two out of three?"

The old man laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said sharply: "Young hero, don't know what is good or bad! This devil has killed countless people. If we didn't look at your face, how would we give her a chance to live?"

"Although it is not easy to win three games in a row, it is also the greatest tolerance we have for this devil. If the young hero disagrees, there are many brothers in our alliance who will rush forward. Even if the young hero's martial arts are world-class, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist .”

Yang Guo turned his head and glared at Li Mochou, that look seemed to say, look at the good things you caused.

And Li Mochou stared back at him unceremoniously, but her eyes were a little less fierce than usual, and a little more girlish and coquettish.

Chapter 123 Master Thief, Make a Bet

Although Yang Guo is extremely confident in his martial arts, there is Yuan Chengzhi on the other side after all, who should not be underestimated. If he wins two out of three rounds, he has a 100% winning rate.

If it becomes three games and three wins, it will be a little uncertain.

But what the other party said is correct, Li Mochou has regarded human life as worthless all these years, and it is true that most of the innocent people were killed. This is an indisputable fact. Although this arrangement is aimed at him, it is beyond reason and he has made concessions .

At the moment, he no longer persisted and said: "Just follow your requirements!"

There was a trace of respect in the old man's eyes, and he said: "Young hero is so courageous, please!"

Yang Guo said, "Haven't you asked about the name of the old hero?"

From the other party, he saw a sense of heroism that Wang Yuanba did not possess, like what Wang Yuanba called a hero, and Wan Zhenshan was called a hero of all ages by the locals, but neither It's just a false name, the water is too deep.

On the contrary, the old man in front of him, with a voice like a bell, and a face full of righteousness, is a master who hides his secrets.

"Old man Meng Bofei!"

Yang Guo suddenly realized that he didn't know this person's name in the book, but learned from the people in the world after he came to this world.

"It turned out to be Mr. Meng, so the younger generation doesn't need a sword. Let's ask Mr. Meng for some boxing skills!"

As he spoke, he put his fists together at his waist, squatted down in a horse step, and slowly stretched out his right arm, posing the opening gesture of Taizu's long fist.

For boxing practitioners, this move is all too familiar.

Seeing Yang Guo's sincerity, Meng Bofei admired him very much, but when he saw his Taizu's long fist against his Meng family's magic fist, his eyes were filled with anger, he stomped heavily, and punched him.

Seeing this, Yang Guo immediately raised his fists and rushed forward, the two fists shook together, making their robes rattle, then they changed their moves by coincidence, and confronted each other again.

He saw Meng Bofei's set of Mengjia Shenquan was extremely powerful and unpredictable, when he swung his arms and raised his hands, the wind from his fists whistled like a violent storm.

After Yang Guo waved his arms to block the fight for several moves, the nine yang zhenqi in his body accumulated vigorously, ordinary punches and feet also contained great power, when he performed a few moves from Taizu's long fist, the punches were so heavy that they shocked Meng Bofei's arm Sore, trembling slightly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Bofei quickly changed his punches into palms, and changed his moves repeatedly between Mengjia Shenquan and Happy Thirteen Palms.

Yang Guo always counterattacked with Taizu's long fist, seeing that this move was really difficult to dodge, he had no choice but to block the opponent's punch with his arm in front of him.

Meng Bofei's punch had the potential to break rocks, even though he had the Nine Suns Divine Art to protect his body, he also felt a pain in his left arm, and he took two steps back.

Seeing that the opponent had been parrying with Taizu's long fist from the beginning, although Meng Bofei had a slight advantage, he still felt ashamed and stepped forward again without saying a word.

Yang Guo stretched his fists forward, let out a soft shout, and after punching and palming the opponent like a rainbow, suddenly his power was shocked, he blocked the opponent's arm, and punched Meng Bofei, imprinting on Meng Bofei's chest On top of that, he was beaten upside down and flew out, spitting blood.

This move of his was really beyond what Meng Bofei and the others expected, it seemed that the move had been integrated into ordinary fists and kicks, making people caught off guard and hard to parry.

Everyone present, regardless of whether their martial arts are strong or knowledgeable, but the essence of the "Taizu boxing method" is known to everyone in the Jianghu. It is an introductory boxing method for practicing kung fu.

Seeing that Yang Guo's punch is extremely natural and unrestrained, with a combination of strength and softness, it has reached the extreme level that martial arts masters want all their lives.

Meng Bofei was injured and fell to the ground, Yang Guo immediately came to him, picked him up with one hand, and there were three clear popping sounds, which already fulfilled what he said before.

When everyone in the audience saw the two palm prints on Meng Bofei's left and right faces that were blushing purple, they all trembled in fear and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"you……"

Meng Bofei opened his eyes wide, looking at Yang Guo in disbelief.

Yang Guo said solemnly: "I have already said that anyone who dares to enter the ring today will be scratched by me three times. Mr. Meng is not young anymore, he really shouldn't be here with this group of people. Nonsense!"

With that said, he was thrown off the ring.

Yuan Chengzhi and others were shocked and furious, and hurried up to check Meng Bofei's injuries.

Afterwards, someone carried him down for treatment.

In the crowd, Wen Qingqing was full of guilt and blame, she lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.

It was only because of himself that Meng Bofei suffered this humiliation.

At this time, Yuan Chengzhi was naturally not in the mood to care about Wen Qingqing's emotions, and looked solemnly at a thin man beside him.

"Brother Hu, do you have a chance of winning?"

Hu Guinan pondered for a while and said: "This kid seems to have good internal strength, even if he can fight a few punches with Mr. Meng, but he doesn't know how to do light work? But I already have a [-]% chance of winning in my heart."

Yuan Chengzhi nodded and said: "Then trouble Brother Hu to take action!"

Hu Guinan smiled and said: "The leader is being polite, brother, I have no other skills, but when it comes to stealing, raping and playing tricks, no one can match me."

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the ring, bowed his hands to Yang Guo, and said, "I'm going to Hu Guinan, I want to compare my martial arts with young heroes, I wonder if I dare to fight?"

Yang Guo knew that these rules were determined by the opponent, he had no choice at all, so he said in relief: "How to compare?"

Seeing that he answered, Hu Guinan felt sure, took out two bells tied with red strings from his bosom and said:

"Young Xia and I each hold a bell, no matter whether you hold it in your hand or hide it on your body, let's test each other, and whoever grabs the other's bell first will be considered the winner."

Yang Guo suddenly found it interesting, when he was about to answer, Li Mochou who was at the side suddenly said, "Don't agree to him, this person is nicknamed Master Thief, if you compare him like this, you are no match for him at all!"

Hu Guinan's expression froze slightly, showing dissatisfaction.

Yang Guo turned around to look at Li Mochou, seeing the serious expression on his face, he couldn't help joking, "Senior Sister thinks I'm going to lose?"

Li Mochou said seriously: "I don't think so, but you will definitely lose!"

This aroused Yang Guo's desire to win, he stared straight at her and said, "Senior Sister, how about we make a bet?"

Li Mochou frowned slightly and said, "What bet?"

"If I win the opponent by this method, it will be counted as my victory. At that time, the senior sister will kiss me, and it will be all bets.

And if I lose, I will hand over the Jade Heart Sutra to my senior sister, what do you think of my senior sister? "

Hearing the words "Jade Heart Sutra", Li Mochou immediately nodded her head in agreement, but when she thought that if she lost, she would have to kiss the other party, she couldn't accept this, so she couldn't help but hesitate again.

Seeing that she didn't refuse immediately, Yang Guo became playful and urged: "This opportunity is not to be missed, the time will never come again, Senior Sister, you have to think clearly, after this village, there will be no more shops like this!"

Li Mochou heard the words, the tangled look in her eyes gradually turned into a struggle.

This little bastard took advantage of me many times just now, I wish I could cut him into pieces, but I was so humiliated because of my lack of martial arts, if I also learned the Jade Heart Sutra, how can I be afraid of this little thief?

Anyway, the advantage has been taken, the big deal is to gamble, even if I lose, if I refuse, what can he do to me?

Thinking of this, Li Mochou was relieved a lot, and even smiled and said:

"Okay! As long as the junior brother wins, the senior sister will be wronged a bit, so what's the problem?"

"I also believe that Senior Sister is a person who keeps her word, so it's a deal!"

Since Yang Guo dared to agree, he was sure of winning. As for whether Li Mochou would renege on his debt afterwards, it was up to her.

Chapter 124

Hu Guinan said impatiently: "Have you decided yet?"

Yang Guo turned around and said, "As you said, I agree!"

Hu Guinan secretly rejoiced, threw the bell in his hand to Yang Guo, and then put his own bell in his collar pocket to hide it.

On the other hand, Yang Guo tied the bell around his waist generously, clanging.

Hu Guinan frowned, touched the two mustaches at the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you serious?"

"You just come and take it, if you take it away, you will naturally win!"

Yang Guo smiled lightly, looking confident.

Hu Guinan's eyes slanted, and two flashes of light flashed across his body. Suddenly, he pounced forward like a hungry tiger, and his movement was so fast that it almost formed an invisible afterimage.

When he was about to catch the opponent, a gust of wind blew in his face, without giving him a chance to dodge, he was blown firmly on the face, and there was a burst of burning pain.

"Ouch!"

Hu Guinan rubbed his left cheek and screamed. When he went to look at Yang Guo again, there was no other figure in front of him. When he turned around, another strong wind hit him.

This time he learned the tricks, and when he got short, he managed to dodge it.

Unexpectedly, there was a slap on the right cheek, and he was slapped firmly by the opponent.

Yang Guo swung left and right, leaving two deep palm marks on his face.

Hu Guinan was startled and frightened, he quickly turned a few somersaults on the ground, keeping Yang Guo far away, and then he dared to stand up.

"You bastard, we agreed to compete, why do you keep slapping me?"

Yang Guo sneered: "As soon as you entered the ring, did you forget what I said before? Let alone you, even if Yuan Chengzhi came up, he would have to be slapped three times by me before going down!"

Yang Guo's words were extremely arrogant, all the heroes of the Four Provinces Alliance changed color angrily and were filled with righteous indignation.

Now that their four provinces have formed an alliance, and they have elected Yuan Chengzhi as the leader of the martial arts alliance. According to Yang Guo's words, if he beats Yuan Chengzhi, wouldn't he also hit all of them in the face?

Is this okay?

Ignoring the group of heroes in the arena who made public outrage, Yang Guo hooked Hu Guinan and said, "Come on, there is still an ear scrape, and we can start after the fight!"

Hu Guinan shook his head in fright, but the opponent's slap came so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Looking at Yang Guo's devilish smile, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and his back felt cold.

But as the cheers from the crowd intensified, he didn't dare to jump off the stage to admit defeat, otherwise he would be ashamed to mess around in the arena from now on.

Thinking of this, Hu Guinan's heart immediately became ruthless, and he used lightness kung fu to rush towards Yang Guo, reaching out to grab the bell on the opponent's waist, thinking that even if he tried his best to get a slap, he would win the game.

However, Yang Guo didn't seem to want to hide, as if he couldn't react in time, the opponent grabbed the bell around his waist.

Hu Guinan was overjoyed, turned over and passed him swiftly, rolled on the ground several times and then stood still, before shouting victory, Yang Guo slapped him hard on the face, He flew out again.

But this time, Hu Guinan didn't yell in embarrassment like before. Instead, he struggled to get up from the ground, danced excitedly, and shouted: "I won, I won!"

As he spoke, he proudly shook the bell in his hand to Yang Guo, as happy as a silly son of a landlord.

The heroes below stared at Hu Guinan with a bruised nose and swollen face for a moment, and then cheered like a tidal wave, applauding him again and again.

Although Yuan Chengzhi and others felt that Yang Guo's actions just now were a little weird, but seeing that the bell on his waist had fallen into Hu Guinan's hands at this moment, and the facts were in front of them, they immediately had no doubt about him, and then showed a relieved smile.

Hu Guinan was so proud that he shook the bell in front of Yang Guo and couldn't stop ringing it, almost turning around him.

For some unknown reason, Li Mochou followed suit and said vigorously: "Yang Guo, you lost, did the agreed Jade Heart Sutra ever count?"

Yang Guo ignored Hu Guinan, turned his head to look at Li Mochou and said, "What I, Yang Guo, will naturally count! But... the premise is that I lose."

When Hu Guinan heard it, his face suddenly became a little ugly and said: "What? I have taken your bell away, and everyone has seen it. Do you still want to play tricks?"

The corners of Yang Guo's mouth raised slightly, and under the incredulous eyes of everyone, he took out another identical bell with a red string from his right cuff.

"Hey, hello, look what this is?"

Hu Guinan's complexion changed drastically, pointing to the bell in his hand, he said in a trembling voice, "You, you, you... how come there is one in your hand?"

Seeing this, Wen Qingqing in the audience suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her little head. She forgot the pain and yelled, "He cheated. He should have two bells in his hand. It's not fair!"

People who didn't know the truth subconsciously believed this statement. After all, no one knew whether there was such a bell on Yang Guo's body?

Obviously, he watched Hu Guinan snatch the bell from Yang Guo's belt, seeing is believing, how could it be fake?

So they all cursed at Yang Guo.

On the other hand, Yuan Chengzhi and others frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, but they didn't believe it was what Wen Qingqing said, and looked at the two in the ring with doubts for a while.

However, when everyone denounced Yang Guo, only Hu Guinan's eyes widened, and he stood there stupidly, as if he had lost his soul.

I saw the bean-sized sweat on his forehead kept sliding down like rain, his eyes were dull, and his face showed a look of horror.

Although the pair of bells are not considered precious, they have been worn by him since he was a child. Even now that he is a well-known thief in the world, he is still reluctant to throw away the pair of bells.

He can guarantee that there will never be a third bell in this world. Even though all the bells in the world are similar, the method of weaving the red rope is the only one with no branches. It is one of the bells that he holds.

But...but the other party's bell is in my hand!

He glanced blankly at the bell in his hand, then thought of something, reached out his hand and took it out of his pocket, but there was nothing.

gone?