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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 811

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:59:36 AM


Chapter 811

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Puchaqiucao was stunned, as if she didn't hear Yang Guo's refusal. When she finally recovered, her eyes turned red, and she ran away without looking back. There was a faint sound of his sobbing in the air.

No one thought that such an accident would happen. They all stare at each other with wide eyes. Pucha ahute's face is even more ugly. But after all, he is mature and has no expression. On the contrary, when pucha Shijie sees his sister's grievance, he can't stand it. He strides to Liuxing and walks up to Yang Guo, Cold voice said: "I have heard that brother Yang is a famous master in the martial arts of Han people, but the Han people are always weak. No one can tell how much water the master's name is... I'd like to see brother Yang's good moves and see if they have a false name!"

Yang Guo took a light look at him, but he didn't mean to fight: "it's a false name, so what can I say? No need to compare. I'm not your opponent. "

Puchashijie didn't mean to be happy to hear him admit defeat, because he didn't really admit defeat, but didn't want to fight with himself.

"If you can compare, you'll know until you compare." Puchashijie was not polite, so he waved his fist directly.

Yang Guo's heart was filled with awe. The opponent's fist had not reached his body yet, and the manic style of the fist had forced everyone around him to retreat. Many people even couldn't open their eyes. Seeing Pu chashijie's eyes were red, it was obvious that he was hateful to fight. Yang Guo didn't dare to bet that if he didn't fight, the opponent would take advantage of the opportunity to kill himself.

Puchashijie's body was shocked when his fists and palms were joined, while Yang Guo took several strides back to stabilize his body.

"What a lot of strength!" Yang Guo moved his wrists. Among the people he met, darba, a disciple of the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma, was already called a natural divine power, but this one was even above darba.

"It's no more than a top expert in the world." Puchashijie said coldly.

Although Yang Guo was a little lonely by successive blows, he was still the arrogant and uninhibited person in his heart. Being so excited by puchashijie, he immediately aroused his pride in his heart: "this is each other."

Puchashijie was furious and roared, "come again." The whole person pounced on Yang Guo again.

"How can we fight? Today is a good day for Xiaocao. What if something happens?" See two people you come I go to fight into a group, song Bi can't help but show eyebrow micro Cu.

Song Qingshu comforted: "don't worry, they are all experts. They have their own discretion. There won't be any problems."

"Which of them do you think will win?" Gebi suddenly looks back at songqingshu.

Song Qingshu didn't worry about him. He subconsciously replied: "puchashijie is born with divine power. He should have learned a very high level of internal skill in breathing and breathing. Therefore, every shot is almost like a dragon and an elephant. Although Yang Guo's hand is broken, he is also weak, but his palm power is cultivated in the strong wind and the tide. In terms of palm power alone, it is not inferior to puchashijie, In addition, he has been involved in a lot of excellent martial arts. I'm more optimistic about Yang Guo when it comes to fighting. "

Looking at the way he talks, Gebi's face darkens and sighs in her heart. However, when song Qingshu looks back, she smiles again, as if nothing ever happened.

"Today's situation seems to be similar to what you predicted." Gebi opens her mouth in surprise. The fight between the two in the field has become white hot, but even those who don't know anything about martial arts can see the clue.

Although puchashijie has strong palm power, Yang Guo's lightness skill is extremely excellent. He can almost avoid seven moves with ten moves, and the remaining three moves can be resolved calmly. However, Yang Guo's counterattack can only be met with hard moves, and he can't bear the natural power.

"You can only hide around. You are a hero. If you have the ability, you can decide the outcome with me." Puchashijie was also depressed in this battle. He saw a gap and jumped out of the battle circle.

Yang Guo didn't pursue him. Hearing his invitation to fight, he also inspired the youth's mind and simply answered: "good!"

Puchashijie took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and his whole body was clucking. Before he reached the top of his hand, his whole body's momentum had risen rapidly. People around him could see that he took a cold breath. What a shock when he reached the top of his hand.

On the contrary, Yang Guo simply put his palms in front of his eyes and closed his eyes. He fell into a kind of extreme tranquility.

"Xiao Jie did his best. Even the general manager of Daxing Kingdom didn't dare to meet him. Brother Yang underestimated the enemy." The song Bi subconsciously pinched the silk scarf in the hand, some worry ground says.

Song Qingshu explained with a smile: "Yang Guo's move is called dejected palm. The key lies in the coordination of mood. The external performance is not so important, but it is extremely powerful. I'm more worried about pucha Shijie."

He was also shocked to see that Yang Guo's accomplishments had been greatly improved after a period of time. At this time, ordinary people can't see his momentum. How can he not see it? With Yang Guo's combat power as the center, he seems to fall into a kind of absolute silence within a radius of three feet. Even the flow of air slows down a lot, as if he is not standing in the air, but standing in the viscous water.

"I'm afraid it was during this period that I learned my life experience, and my mood was more in line with the mood of dejected palm, that I had such a big improvement." Song Qingshu secretly guessed.

"Dejected and enchanted palm..." Gebi silently recites these words, and her expression suddenly becomes extremely lonely. If others watch carefully, she now feels very similar to Yang Guo.

Song Qingshu's attention was focused on the two people in the room at this time. He only heard the roar of puchashijie. The whole person seemed to incarnate into a bull and rushed to YangGuo with great momentum. Yang Guo suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, people nearby even had the illusion that Yang Guo's eyes seemed to burst out with a great look. His fists and palms intersected and his strength scattered, People nearby fell down one after another, and the wine cups and fruit plates on the table next to them all had cracks.

Different from the last fight, it was not Yang Guo who withdrew this time. He just heard puchashijie yell. He could not help but paddle a parabola and hit a big tree in the distance. Puchaqiucao, who had been watching nearby, was startled. He thought that his brother was doing it for himself. He hit the big tree at such a fast speed, and would not be seriously injured on the spot? Heart read a move, her whole person then rushed up, try to put the elder brother in the air next.

Seeing this scene, Yang Guo's face suddenly changed. With a little point on his toes, he took Pu chaqiucao in his arms before they came into contact. He twisted his body in mid air and moved one foot across the air to avoid Pu chashijie.

He was held in his arms by Yang Guo. There was a strong masculine atmosphere around him. He looked up at the handsome face close at hand, and Pu chaqiucao's face turned red all of a sudden.

"What are you doing? Let me go. I want to save my brother." As if he could feel the strange look in the eyes of everyone around him, puchaqiucao was so ashamed that he struggled all at once. At the same time, he raised his pink fist and hammered it at Yang Guo's chest.

"Your brother is OK." Yang Guo said lightly.

"Ah?" Puchaqiucao didn't know why. He followed his eyes and saw that his brother ran into a big tree, but he got up from the ground as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry, little sister. I'm not hurt at all, brother. This is Yang's palm power." Pu Cha Shijie, who is the master of the younger generation of the Golden State, and boasts of natural power, is now hard pressed to palm his hands, but is shocked by Yang Guo's palm. His face is bound to hang up. He hears his sister yelling to save himself. It is even a face of old age.

Who knows, as soon as he finished, he heard the sound of Gaga coming from behind him. Puchashijie turned his head in horror and found that the big tree had just been broken and was now slowly falling to the ground.

Even those who don't know martial arts can see that Yang Guo was merciful just now. He moved his palm to the tree by beating cattle across the mountain. Otherwise, if the palm is strong enough, even the tree that needs several people to embrace will be broken in the middle. How can human flesh stand it?

Puchaqiucao also understood that it was very dangerous for him to rush to pick up his brother just now. If Yang Guo hadn't come to save him, he might have died on the spot.

"I was wrong about him." Puchaqiucao took a look at YangGuo quietly. Her heart was beating faster than before. It was a pity that the other party had let her go and walked back silently.

Thinking of the warm embrace just now, puchaqiucao couldn't help feeling disappointed, "I knew I shouldn't have struggled just now."

"Hahaha, each of the two nephews has excellent martial arts skills. This martial arts contest is really wonderful. In particular, in the end, Yang xiannephew's heroic rescue of the United States is a beautiful talk!" Sitting on the top of the Yan Zongxian took the opportunity to stand up and applaud for the embarrassment of both sides before the round up.

At the beginning of his speech, the rest of the people echoed and soon diluted the embarrassing atmosphere of Yang Guo's refusal to pucha qiucao. Pucha ahute also took the opportunity to speak and did not mention the previous incident. The storm became so big and small that many people in the field breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone acquiesced that tonight's protagonist, puchaqiucao, had already danced, and then it was time for others to dance freely.

After knowing that the rest of the people still have to dance, song Qingshu can't help feeling numb. Unlike the Han people, this grassland people are good at singing and dancing, regardless of men and women. But how can he know the dance of the Nuzhen people? Not to mention now, even in previous lives, he can't dance.

"Don't come to me for dancing or anything." Song Qingshu glances at Gebi and prays in her heart.

But things in the world are so impermanent that they are afraid of anything. As soon as song Qingshu finished praying, a clear and tender voice came to his ear: "Uncle Tang Kuo, can I invite you to dance?"




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