"There is a way, go, come with me."

Four people came to a sinking square.

It is surrounded by men, women and children and is watching a performance.

"The strongest shield, waiting for the strongest spear?"

"One thousand Union coins, one chance to challenge."

"Breaking defense within ten seconds, winning millions of Union coins?"

"Shaolin King Kong is not bad, the 9th, 372th generation, the Tiger Master!"

Seeing those banner slogans, I found out that this turned out to be a challenging performance.

A brawny man covered in gold powder, like a golden warrior, stood in the middle of the field.

As long as you take out 10,000 Union Dollars, you can go up and challenge this ancient monk called War Tiger.

This person cultivates the power of King Kong, which is not bad, and both internal and external, and the body of the body.

To challenge, you must not use repairs, drugs, or military blades, and you must not attack the critical parts. You must attack with a fist and face for 10 seconds.

In other words, purely with brute force, it is necessary to crush the body of the war tiger.

"Oh, this is too simple! This is not to send us money?" At the foggy night, I immediately enjoyed it.

A few viewers next to me, looking back in surprise, found that three girls, are quite disdain.

"Little girl, ignorant is fearless."

"The King of War Tigers is not bad, it is the top three in the East China Federation."

"On the last league celebration performance, the chairman of the alliance, the master of the great world, Li Dazong personally shot, can not break a defense!"

"It is estimated that these little girls have not noticed the restrictions. This is to be purely physical and not to be repaired."

The foggy night turned a blind eye, thinking that it was your guy who didn't know.

Du Yuner was curious and asked: "Ye Fange, this person can really block the hit of the realm of heaven?"

"This guy named War Tiger, although only the plastic spirit is about three, but because it is the practice of this kind of body protection, the physical strength has exceeded the general longevity.

In addition, his King Kong is not bad, and he is really good at practicing, and he is generally able to resist a few days.

He dared to pose a challenge here, which is also reasonable."

Ye Fan himself will also work hard to see the fire, but for Ye Fan, this effort has been a bit inconsistency.

"Then he is not afraid, take the monk to find him trouble?"

"Yun's sister, you want those who have the ability to break his defense in ten seconds, who can pull the face, come over and challenge?" When the blue rain blinked.

Du Yuner listened and smiled and said: "Maybe there is something... like some can't afford clothes."

At this time, another challenger who wants to try, take out 10,000 pieces and go to experience it.

The war tiger's hands clasped together, bent over and saluted, and the face of fortitude was quite solemn.

He ran out of a protective body, and there seemed to be a golden shield in front of him, shrouded him.

"Master, offended!"

The man with a heavy plasticity, with full strength, his entire arm, his muscles tied up, stepped up, and the chest of the tiger was "嘭嘭嘭" with a jab.

However, the tiger is not moving.

On the other hand, the man, his hands were red and swollen, and he was defeated in less than ten seconds.

The field cheered again, marveling at the tyranny of this King Kong.

"You, today, the King of War Tigers is not a bad show, so stop here.

If you are interested in this kung fu, you can go to the side to register information, under the age of 16, you need to be accompanied by a guardian...

Next, it is another demonstration of Shaolin’s magical powers.

A bald host, holding a microphone announced at the scene.

Obviously, this is not so much a performance as an advertisement.

Nowadays, cultivation civilization is popular, and every family must compete for talent.

In this way, in the public, the show of effort, in order to attract fresh blood to join the Zongmen.

As for the income from this show, it is actually nothing to these masters.

"It turned out that they are enrolling students. Then we will go to the pavilion, will it not be good?"

Du Yuner was hesitant, but when she had just finished asking, she found that the foggy night was no longer there.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

In the foggy night, I jumped into the stadium and said: "I want to challenge!"

The host saw that she was a petite girl, and she was somewhat contemptuous.

"This female donor, the time of the tiger master is here, come back next time."

"No! I haven't got a million yet! Are you afraid?"

The tiger's brow wrinkled. "The female donor, don't try to anger the barren, the rules are the rules, if you want to challenge, come back next time."

"Ten seconds, the master is so scared? Could it be that I saw that I am a bit of a skill, and I am shrinking?"

The audience can't stand it anymore.

"Little girl! Hurry up! What are you crazy?"

"Master is too lazy to take care of you! Don't lick your nose!"

"Master Tiger, give her a look at the color! Support you!"

Ye Fan was crying and laughing, crowded the crowd, and went to the scene and said: "Hey, forget it, time can't be reluctant, anyway, they are not over yet."

"Yeah, my son, anyway, there are still challenges. We will wait for the next strong King Kong hand to get another one, and I can get one million," said Lan Yu.

I heard it in the foggy night, and I thought about it, so I shrugged, "Okay."

But these words fell into the ears of the Shaolin school, such as the war tiger, and there were some ears.

What do you mean? Do these guys think that their one million is so good?

When are they coming to send money?

If you don’t make a point, don’t you let the people in the world look at Shaolin?

"This female donor is slow."

The tigers returned to the center of the battle, and a group of Shaolin disciples also showed their dissatisfaction and rushed to Ye Fan.

"Hey, did the master accept my challenge?"

The war tiger shook his head. "The barren does not compare with the female donor. I want to find this male donor... I think he should be more powerful than the female donor, or he will not let the female donor look."

Inferiority, so that you can be convinced. ”

According to the tiger, it is naturally Ye Fan.

"Haha, what the master said is very!"

"The kid, is the man on his own, let the woman go to challenge what?"

"It’s really not self-sufficient, the masters can’t listen to it. Is it true that the master is doing charity?”

There was a burst of laughter around.

The three girls in the foggy night are very speechless. I don’t know if I should cry and laugh. Who is not good at choosing this monk? Why do you have to choose the person who should not choose the whole audience?

"Master, are you sure you want to pick my man?"

"Master, listen to me, don't choose me, my brother, or I will challenge you," Blue Rain suggested.

The war tiger is very persistent. "The two female donors, although they are monks, but do not want to bully the weak women, let you be the master."

"Hey... Ye Fange, no way," the foggy night shook his head.

Ye Fan did not expect that things would become like this. He originally wanted to let the foggy night or the blue rain go to play. Why did this monk have to pick him? Does he look weak?

Look at the sky is too late, Ye Fan is too lazy to waste time and go to the field.

"Master, then I will challenge," Ye Fan smiled.

"The donor, pay 10,000 first."

The host came forward and took out a tray waiting for money.

Ye Fan scratched his head. "I have no money."

"what!?"

The host was a heavy face when he arrived. "This donor, is it a joke for our Shaolin school?!"

The war tiger also looked a bit cloudy.

Ye Fan simply took out a very low-level flying sword and placed it on the tray.

"This sword is mortgaged."

When everyone looked at it, they all exclaimed.

"The next product is a flying sword? This can be tens of thousands!"

"Is this kid stupid, sent to the door to be humiliated, but also to send a magical flying sword?"

The war tiger is a bit cold. "It seems that this donor has some origins, it must be a stunt, but the donor can see the rules."

"Know that it is forbidden to use repairs, weapons, drugs, and not to attack the enemy, ten seconds." Ye Fan licked his mouth.

The tiger nodded and began to run the King Kong.

A golden scorpion shield, once again formed, shrouded him.

The whole person looks like a golden light, like a golden body.

"Door, please..."

Ye Fan nodded, walked slowly, did not help run, did not force, did not pose.

A flat push is like just pushing a door.

"boom!"

The suffocating air in front of the war tiger directly made a detonation.

"puff!"

The war tiger feels blood and madness, a blood is sprayed out, and the body flies out and slides over ten meters!

At the scene, the breeze blew.

The bird is silent, and the needle can be heard.

One of the Shaolin disciples and the masters who are preparing to play have already been paralyzed, and even forgot to go up and help the tiger.

The war tiger opened his mouth and felt suffocated, lying on the ground and twitching.

"啪嗒".

The bald host's microphone, a glimpse, fell to the ground.