What a lesson!

I was 20 years younger. I only participated in a test battle last year. I won a group of people of equal age, but was blindfolded by lard. I thought I was invincible ever since.

The referee looked at Lin Lao and said with a serious face: "If Lin Lao still has any questions, you can carefully check the six answers in my hand. If you still feel doubtful after reading these six answers, we will arrange for you to see the Supreme Court. The inspection team, let them test you personally."

Old Lin's lips trembled, but his face quickly squeezed out a smile, "If he is serious, why would there be any questions? Lin has unconditional trust in the results of your pavilion. However, in order to know where I am defeated, I still want to see Look at the answer."

Little Bailu curled his lips and couldn't help but vomit: "It's really hard to say. If you put it plainly, it means you don't believe that you lost!"

Duanmu Yawang said with a faint expression: "He can't live up to his face, and he can't keep up with Wushangge. He will definitely not speak bad words."

Here, the referee heard what Lin said, and immediately nodded, and handed the answer to Lin: "Please see."

"Work."

Old Lin squeezed out a smile, then thanked him and took the paper and looked down at it seriously.

At the beginning, his face was still very relaxed, and the more dignified his face became, the darker the gray under his eyes, after reading it, he handed the paper back with a trembling palm, saying: "Thank you, Lin Mou found himself Where is the wrong point."

The referee didn't say anything, and stood quietly for a while, without speaking, neither did Old Lin, and the two of them just stood there.

Duanmu Yawang blinked: "What are they doing?"

Condensed lips opened: "Wait."

Wait?

Duanmu Yawang was about to ask what this meant, when the referee suddenly bent over, took out a bottle of medicine from the cabinet, took one everywhere, and handed it to Lao Lin: "Forget the order, please take it."

"what?"

Duanmu Yawang was very curious, "What is this? Why do you want to eat this and forget the order?"

Condensed: "A person fights a day, and only gives one pill. The answer is almost unique. After reading the answer, if you don’t forget it immediately, no one can guarantee that he will tell the answer to the next fight. Listen. This is for the fairness of the fight."

"So that's the case."

Duanmu Yawang felt that Supreme Court was indeed thoughtful, but he also had questions: "How many things can you forget with this momentary forgetting medicine? You can't be so perverted that you only forget the answer, right?"

"Naturally impossible, no medicine is so powerful." Ning Shan explained with a smile: "Everything that happened within a quarter of an hour."

One quarter of an hour?

When Duanmu Ya looked at it, his brain flashed, "The time from Lao Lin seeing the answer to now waiting for a while, it should be almost a quarter of an hour!"

Ning Shan nodded: "Yes."

"Tsk tusk!" Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but exclaimed, "Wu Shang Ge has done a good job."

"really."

When the two of them had finished talking, the old Lin on the stage obediently took the medicine from the referee's hand and ate it with his head up.

After eating, he froze for a moment and glanced at the referee. The referee calmly said: "You lost the game. Just saw the answer. I gave you Shunwang Dan. What impression do you have?"

"Except for the content of the answer, I have impressions of everything else."

Moreover, he did not doubt the answer, because he had a shocking emotion in his heart, and he believed that it should be because the answer convinced him that he would have such an emotion.

"very good."

The referee nodded, put the medicine away, waved his hand and said, "That's it."

"Yes, it's time to work."

The referee Lin nodded, took a deep breath, turned around, and smiled calmly on his face: "Congratulations, old Ge."

"Thank you, I'm interested."

Old Ge smiled generously, but he still could see that Old Lin was not willing to admit defeat, so he didn't want to make Lin feel so good. He patted him on the shoulder and said with a generous appearance: "I am an elder, what do I do not understand in the future? Feel free to ask me."

This sentence, if it is heard by some people in their ten to twenty years old, or even their forties or fifty years old, is something worthy of ecstasy. It would be great to have a master willing to help!

However, Mr. Lin is more than sixty this year, and he is also a person who has won many honors. Now he is even more capable of fighting side by side with him. Therefore, at this time, Mr. Ge said that he was clearly telling him that you are twenty. Years are getting younger. In my eyes, you are no different from a student apprentice of mine!

I know more than you do not know how much!

If the ability to bear it is a little bit worse, after hearing so much old Ge, it is estimated that a mouthful of old blood spit out, Old Lin sneered secretly, and said: "Thank you, old Ge, but there is still a contender behind you, I hope you can teach more. Teach him, he probably is about the same age as your great-grandson."

When these words came out, Ge Lao thought of Duanmu Yawang, and his face suddenly became unsightly.

Old Lin looked at him, but he was relieved, smiled and turned and stepped off the stage.

The two people on the stage were diametrically opposed, and their voices were not loud. The audience was a little noisy because the fight ended. Everyone could not hear what they were talking about, thinking that they were sympathetic to each other.

However, the others did not hear clearly, but Duanmu Yawang understood her lips, and she understood the conversation between the two.

She touched her chin and sighed, "Are these people ashamed of fighting with me?"

"Um?"

Ningdan didn't hear clearly, "Master, what did you say?"

"nothing."

Even so, she looked at Elder Ge on the stage, but smiled slightly.

If the enemy who knew her in the previous life saw her smile like this, they would tremble with fear. However, no one here knew her.

At this time, the referee on the stage knocked on the gong, and the originally noisy fighting room became quiet again. The referee immediately said, "Next, please come on stage!"

As soon as this was said, everyone's eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Duanmu Yawang.

At this time, Old Lin had already returned, and took a look at Duanmu Yawang, and finally snorted with disdain.

Duanmu Yawang naturally didn't care at all. In the eyes of everyone, she stood up leisurely and stepped onto the stage calmly.

Watching her walk up, there was a commotion in the stage.

"Is this man... too young?"

"Yes, although I can't see my face, I look like a teenager with this figure and hands..."

"quiet!"

The referee frowned and blocked the case: "If anyone makes too much noise without authorization, please leave the testing battle room!"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

The referee looked at Duanmu Ya: "Guest, please come here."

Duanmu Yawang walked over, and the referee asked: "Name?"

"Gongyu Deyin."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

Duanmu Yawang paused for half a second, then said: "Sixteen."

As soon as this was said, there was a gasp in the audience, and everyone's eyes were full of shock. I couldn't believe that they really made their guess right. This person is really just a teenager!