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【4-023】Three thousand words

"Of course I'm the first." Hou Kun said without thinking, "As the host, our holy land has the advantage of the host."

He didn't feel blushed when he said this. This time everyone despised him. The students of Imperial Academy were particularly unaware of why he had to agree to this thankless style of play?

If this person takes action first and seriously injured Nitian, he will take action again, and then will he suffer a loss?

Hou Kun was thinking about this. He would naturally take advantage of the first move. Although he could not use elemental power and sword energy, he was an adult man after all. In his opinion, pure power would definitely be better than the delicate little girl in front of him. If he had to seriously injure her at that time, then the other party would definitely not be able to take advantage of the strength when he took action. Even if he asked her to fight back, his strength would definitely be greatly reduced.

As the head of the Hou family of Penglai Island, he came to participate in this competition today and had already sacrificed his face. At this moment, he was salivating and demanding to take the first move, which was just to make his old face blush, not much difference.

Ni Tian looked particularly good-tempered today, with big eyes smiling, looking kind, nodding, "Then let you take action first. But are you sure you want to implement this rule of punching one person?"

When Hou Kun heard her agree, he couldn't help but feel happy. He looked at her expression carefully. His face was dull and he could not see any tension. He couldn't help but have some doubts.

Seeing that this girl is also smart, she must know the benefits of starting first, but why is she still so calm and leaving him the opportunity to take the lead?

Looking at the ancient well-being eyes, Hou Kun felt a little inaccurate.

But now he couldn't tolerate his thoughts. Hou Kun hesitated and nodded heavily and said, "No, I'm sure."

Ni Tian turned his head to the dumbfounded referee and said, "You heard it too, don't you have any objection?"

The referee was stunned for a moment and waved his hand quickly, "Since both sides have negotiated, then let's continue."

He glanced back and saw that the incense that had fallen to the bottom silently retreated aside, thinking that according to the burning of the incense, he could only hold up three punches, and nothing big should happen.

Seeing this, Hou Kun smiled and took a step forward, hugged Nitian and said, "Then I'm not polite. Remember, the person who was beaten cannot use any elemental force or auxiliary devices to resist, otherwise he will admit defeat."

Seeing that he wanted to emphasize it again, Ni Tian couldn't help but laugh, "You can start now."

"Haha, you're welcome." Hou Kun walked happily to Nitian, and made three steps away from him, making the movement of sinking his dantian and luck in his chest. When his series of preludes were completed, Nitian suddenly stretched out a small hand and waved it hard in front of him, "Slow down! This Holy Land disciple, have you made something wrong?"

Hou Kun's face suddenly froze, and he almost rushed out with his breath in his chest, and his face suddenly sank, "What? Can you do that if you want to go back on your word?"

"What's going on?" said the gods, looking at him strangely, "Why did you beat me first? I'm not the captain! Will you get the wrong partner?"

In fact, when Feng Zhu saw her nodding and agreeing to this style of play, she felt like she was being plotted against, and there was also a cold feeling on her back. At this moment, she suddenly saw her calling "Slow down", Feng Zhu's little heart immediately shook and she screamed in secret.

Sure enough, the next sentence brought the flame to him.

Hou Kun was stunned and said angrily, "What do you mean? What captain? Why did this get involved with the captain again?"

Ni Tian looked at him with a dazed look on his face and said incomprehensible, "You said that we are standing still. You punch me, I punch you. You can't use various hidden weapons or auxiliary devices, nor can you use sword energy or elemental power, but just pure power attack. Did you say this first? Isn't it?"

Hou Kun was stunned for a moment and nodded, thinking that it was right. It was what he said before, and it was not missing a word, but what does this have to do with her being slow?

Seeing him stupid, Nitian couldn't help but give him a very contemptuous look, "You really don't have a good brain."

This is still a positive sentence.

Hou Kun was so angry that his mouth was crooked. He was about to refute it, but Ni Tian continued, "Why did you forget what you said just now? You said we!"

Ni Tian pointed to the ten teammates standing behind him, "It's us!! We! You! One person."

Hou Kun, whose face was stinky, turned his fingers to himself and his teammates behind him, "We are eleven."

"Puff..." Everyone below couldn't help laughing as they watched the situation reversed.

Originally, the disciples in this holy land were trying to cheat people, but they didn’t expect to be cheated by others. This is really a dramatic scene!

She was so embarrassed to say this, "We, eleven people", the poor disciple of the Holy Land fell into a trap of words first. He didn't expect that Ni Tian was not going to fight him one by one, but she said, "We will fight you", so she looked at him with regret, wondering she was embarrassed.

Feng Zhu then twitched the corner of her mouth, and he couldn't understand. Why was he pulled out as a target? Depending on the situation, he really had to suffer this first hand first!

He thought about it, looked back at the little guy's slanted eyes, and suddenly became a little silent. He really didn't know where he offended this little thing.

It is impossible to say that you have not offended you. If you have not offended you, you will not be fooled by her as soon as you come.

Feng Zhu bowed to Hou Kun with a blue face with his fate, "Please please first!"

Hou Kun's face turned black with anger. He really didn't expect that the girl changed the single-to-one fight into a group fight in just a few words.

After a long time there was no movement, Ni Tian looked at him squintly, "Why haven't you done this classmate from the Holy Land? Hurry up."

Hou Kun gritted his teeth and rushed up. He always felt that he seemed to be in trouble today...

Hou Kun accumulated all his strength, and took a few steps to impulse Feng Zhu, and punched him in the back.

The eyes of Wei Tian became slightly deeper, and the corners of his lips curled up. Seeing Feng Zhu being hit by this punch, she slipped out more than ten meters behind the bamboo wheelchair, and then stopped. His qi and blood could not stop churning, and he smiled pitifully.

Wei Tian snorted lightly, Sure enough, this guy is just a slut. In fact, with his strength, he can win the Holy Land disciples on the field. If she didn't feel wrong, this person's true strength would not be much worse than that.

Why did he hide?

She doesn't like being plotted by her team members. Feng Zhu doesn't appear in the academy all day long, and she doesn't see him learning anything. It is said that he is devoted to domestic political affairs. So, did he join the Imperial Academy many years ago just to wait for the opportunity to fight this decade today?

His ultimate goal is to explore the ruins...

And there should be something in the ruins that attract him.

Thinking of this, Wei Tian relaxed his eyebrows slightly, and he looked at Hou Kun with a hard face in a blink of an eye.

In fact, Hou Kun was so angry that he was about to vomit blood in his heart. He knew better than anyone else in his heart that even the giant mountain could hit him a skeleton.

But the gentle Confucian scholar of the other party actually took it lightly and his face didn't turn pale. This was really surprising.

He smiled and stepped forward, "Okay, it's time for me to take action."

Hou Kun suddenly stared coldly, "Why are you taking action? Isn't it your captain who should take action?"

Ni Tian gave him a blank look, "Do you understand the group? We are a group, a team, why are you confused again? Are you not clear enough about what I said just now? And you said before, you punch, we punch, who do you care who we send to punch! Okay, stop talking, it's my turn!"

Everyone in the audience twitched their mouths wildly. No matter how stupid a person is, he can smell a trace of conspiracy at this moment...

"What does this girl mean? If someone is beaten, she will beat someone. Is that what it means?" A brother suddenly raised his doubts, and he felt that he couldn't understand it.

"Brother, you're the truth." Everyone around him patted his shoulders and looked at him with admiration, which suddenly made him feel flattered.

The people from the Imperial Academy were speechless and spoke privately: "What do you think this classmate is doing when he is against the will of heaven?"

"Why do I feel that it's so deceiving?"

"Brother, look, this is a technical job to be beaten!"

"Yes, Lord Feng Zhu from our Imperial Academy is so frightened when he was beaten, and he looks so frivolous."

"Uh-huh."

"You said that the next punch of the student Nitian will make the stupid × in the holy land unlucky?"

"I think it's necessary to be unlucky."

Everyone in the Holy Land:...

Qin Yao shook the corners of his mouth slightly, coughed lightly, turned his head to look at the corners of his mouth with a curve, "I think she is just a person who will never suffer any loss."

Qin Jue Momo was funny and didn't show his face.

The other end of Nitian was ready, glanced at Xiang who was almost the end, swung her thin arm, and rushed forward with time, pushing him a seemingly ordinary punch to his abdomen, unable to see the slightest fluctuation of energy.

But just like this punch that looked extremely soft, the pain was so painful that the whole abdomen was so painful. Hou Kun was hit by the punch, his eyes bulged. He stepped back more than ten steps without saying a word, and sat on the ground. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans fell off his head.

What kind of fist is this? It looks soft, but in fact it hits the human body, and the pain can be magnified hundreds of times.

The people in the audience couldn't understand what was going on. They only saw Ni Tian pressing his thin arms and legs. The disciple of the Holy Land took so many steps back and sat down on the ground, looking like a fake fight!
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