Chapter 391: Fighting without Rules

Chapter 391: Fighting without Rules

Miao Shujie said with a sad face: "Master, Master... My family doesn't run a clothing store!"

Snapped!

It would have been fine if Miao Shujie hadn't said anything, but when he responded like this, his master Qian Wenzong slapped him again: "Am I fucking asking you this?"

Miao Shujie: “…”

Miao Shujie shrank his neck and said nothing more.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. It’s better to keep quiet.

Just at this moment, Ding Dashan came out of the toilet in the corner of the yard.

"Master, he's here. I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Emperor Qian Wenzong said fiercely, "I'll help you vent your anger first. If you want to teach me a lesson again, it won't be too late!"

At this moment, he wanted to vent all his resentment on Ding Dashan.

"Well!" Emperor Qian Wenzong's expression finally improved a lot: "Go! Don't embarrass me again!"

"Disciple obeys!" Miao Shujie said respectfully, "Master, please rest assured. It's easy for me to deal with this fool!"

At the same time, Shiba saw Ding Dashan coming out, and hurriedly walked up to him with big strides: "Big Brother, here comes another challenger!"

"Ah?" Ding Dashan was stunned. He turned his head and looked around, but saw no one. There were still only the few people in the front yard square.

Shi Ba saw what Ding Da Shan meant and immediately pointed to the backyard: "He went to the backyard!"

"What is he doing in the backyard?" Ding Dashan was stunned: "Zheng Dao is in the backyard, be careful not to get bitten by Zheng Dao."

"He said he was going to visit our Qianshan Sect." Eighteen said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother. I have already told him not to provoke those who have attained the Dao."

"Yeah!" Ding Dashan nodded and grinned: "Hehe, I didn't expect that Master and Senior Sister are not at home, and business is so good today."

After Ding Dashan finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked coldly, "Eighteen, you haven't registered yet, right?"

"Hehe, don't worry, big brother. You've told me that when Master and Sister are not at home, we won't record guests' bills. I've made a point of remembering that." Eighteen said happily.

"Yeah!" Ding Dashan patted Shi Ba's shoulder with satisfaction: "I'll give you more points later!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Eighteen replied happily. However, at this moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly grabbed the corner of Ding Dashan's clothes and whispered, "But, Senior Brother, this person is a sword cultivator, and he seems to be very powerful."

Snapped!

Ding Dashan raised his hand and slapped Shiba on the forehead: "You know how powerful he is, but you still dare to take this job? Do you want to watch him stab me to death? Return the money to him immediately, and say that our eldest senior brother is the sword cultivator, but he is not here. Tell him to wait for our eldest senior brother to come back another day, and ask him to come again!"

"Oh!" Eighteen touched his aching forehead and turned to walk towards the backyard.

Here, Ding Dashan curled his lips in disdain and muttered, "Sword cultivator? Very powerful? Haha, can he be as powerful as my Thirteenth Senior Brother? My Thirteenth Senior Brother can even shave the hair of the ancient demon god. Can you do it? It's also because my Thirteenth Senior Brother is not at home, otherwise, he would have killed you!"

Thinking of this, Ding Dashan suddenly looked up at the sky and sighed again in his heart.

Hey, brother, it’s been ten years, why haven’t you come back yet?

I miss you.

If you don't come back, I will get old.

We are about to miss the best age to have children...

"Hey, big idiot, why are you still standing there? Come here quickly!" At this moment, Miao Shujie, who had been waiting impatiently, yelled at Ding Dashan.

I was feeling very humiliated just now, and now I urgently want to find Ding Dashan to vent my anger.

"Haha, here we come..." Ding Dashan was not angry at all. He immediately strode to the five steps in front of Miao Shujie who was already standing in the middle of the field waiting: "Sorry, Brother Miao, I kept you waiting for a long time. Let's get started!"

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!" Miao Shujie snorted coldly, and immediately secretly gathered a strong inner energy and raised his hands high. Then he swung his hands downward fiercely and shouted again: "Ha..."

Suddenly, all the muscles in his body expanded rapidly as if they were inflated.

The already very solid muscles instantly became more obvious and firmer.

"Wait a minute!" Ding Dashan suddenly said again.

"What's wrong again!" Miao Shujie said viciously.

"Don't worry!" Ding Dashan said with a smile: "Brother Miao, I just want to ask, how did you say we should fight?"

"You can fight me any way you want!" Miao Shujie said impatiently, and after saying this, he added: "Also, don't forget what I said before, we are not here to vent our anger on you, we are really here to challenge you! So, you can use your strongest strength and use all your skills, otherwise, I am afraid that I won't be satisfied! Since you and I are both practicing both physical and martial arts, we can just fight without rules!"

"No rules?" Ding Dashan was slightly stunned: "This, this is not good, right?"

"Didn't you say before that we shouldn't restrict those who practice physical cultivation or martial arts?" Miao Shujie said with disdain.

"But I didn't say there are no rules!" Ding Dashan said.

"Why, are you scared?" Miao Shujie said disdainfully.

"Okay, if you insist on having no rules, then so be it!" Ding Dashan nodded reluctantly: "Then come on!"

Ding Dashan's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted loudly: "Ha!"

I saw his arms, which were as thick as tree trunks, suddenly raised upwards, and then, as if he had used up all his strength, he swung his hands violently downwards.

There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding out of nowhere, deafening.

Along with the violent explosion, Ding Dashan's originally slightly worn white clothes were instantly blown to pieces, turning into countless tiny pieces of cloth that flew in all directions.

These pieces of cloth were flying in the air, like dancing butterflies, or like snowflakes falling down.

Sixth Senior Sister Miao Shujie, who was standing not far away, saw this scene and couldn't help but frowned, her face full of disgust: "I really don't understand why these guys who practice bodybuilding have such bad habits? They like to tear their clothes at every turn. Do they think this is cool?"

"Sixth Senior Sister, didn't you hear Master scolding Ninth Junior Brother just now?" Seventh Senior Sister said, "Those physical cultivators won't fight unless their clothes are torn to pieces."

"Puchi..." The two girls gathered together and laughed.

At the same time, Shu Jie in the field looked at Ding Dashan with disdain, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful sneer: "Humph, a mere True Martial Realm physical cultivator actually dares to show off his skills in front of a Spiritual Martial Realm expert like me, you are simply courting death!"

As soon as Miao Shujie finished speaking, he couldn't wait any longer and suddenly pushed the ground with both feet. Then he rushed towards Ding Dashan at lightning speed like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Ding Dashan.

At this moment, although from the outside, Miao Shujie looks much thinner than Ding Dashan, his height and body shape are far less tall and strong than the other.

But when he launched the charge, he exuded an incomparable powerful aura, like a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain, unstoppable and full of momentum.

But as soon as he rushed to Ding Dashan, he punched Ding Dashan in the chest with his right hand.

This punch carried a tremendous force. If he was hit by this punch, he believed that Ding Dashan would be knocked flying from the front yard to the back yard.

At this moment, he even seemed to have seen the scene when Ding Dashan was knocked away by his punch.

However, at this moment, Ding Dashan, who had been standing on the ground motionless, suddenly took a step back and swung his right hand fiercely at Miao Shujie.

A cloud of white powder instantly submerged Miao Shujie.

“Cough cough cough…” Miao Shujie coughed: “Fuck you…”

Miao Shujie only said three words, and then fell straight to the ground like a corpse.

"Tom!"

Miao Shujie fell to the ground.

But at this moment, he was gushing out foam from his mouth: "You, you used poison..."

Ding Dashan squatted beside Miao Shujie, looking disdainful: "But you insist on having no rules, you can't blame me for that!"

"Even if there are no rules, he didn't say that poison can be used!" When Qian Wenzong saw his apprentice being knocked down by someone, he was obviously very unconvinced, and his voice was unprecedentedly cold.

However, Ding Dashan did not even look at Qian Wenzong, but looked directly at Eighteen who was not far behind him: "Did this old man pay the money?"

"No!" Eighteen shook his head: "When they paid the money just now, the old man said very clearly that he brought these five young people to challenge the club!"

"Oh! So he's just a guide!" Ding Dashan nodded, and immediately turned to look at Qian Wenzong: "Old man, you haven't paid yet, why are you shouting here? Do you have the right to speak here?"

Emperor Qian Wenzong: “…”

How did I become a guide?

"How dare you! Don't be rude! He is our master!" At this moment, the eldest brother suddenly said coldly.

shuh...

But the eldest brother shook his right hand, and a flying sword more than one meter long suddenly soared into the sky.

It shot towards Ding Dashan like lightning.

"Shh!"

At this moment, a small stone was suddenly shot out from behind Qian Wenzong and others.

"Ding!" The flying sword that the eldest brother shot towards Ding Dashan was instantly shot down from the air.

When everyone looked back, they saw an old man in ragged clothes walking slowly in from the gate with a beautiful woman.

"Hehe, Wang Ergou, you finally show up. If you have the guts, you should just hide and never come out!" As soon as Emperor Qian Wenzong saw the old man, he immediately laughed with contempt.

It was obvious that the people who came were Wang Ergou and Feng Qingyao.

As the master and disciple walked towards the crowd side by side, Feng Qingyao took the opportunity to use soul transmission to ask Wang Ergou: "Master, who is this?"

Wang Ergou immediately replied calmly through soul transmission: "It's the lame Qian I mentioned to you, the one who made a ten-year bet with him in the Floating Cloud Star Region."

"Is it him?" Feng Qingyao's heart trembled, and she continued to use soul transmission to say: "For a bet, they chased from the Floating Cloud Star Region to the Lingxu Star Region?"

"Hehe..." Wang Ergou smiled helplessly and replied, "It's all because Thirteen didn't come back. Lame Qian knows that I'm not the kind of person who breaks appointments. It must be because I know that my disciples can't beat him, so I didn't dare to keep the appointment. I have bullied him all my life, and he finally found such an opportunity to vent his anger on me. How could he not come? He will come no matter how far away he is!"

Feng Qingyao: "Then what should we do? We have physical cultivators, martial arts cultivators, alchemists, and weapon refiners, but we don't have sword cultivators! The problem is, the disciples you accepted ten years ago were all half-baked in alchemy and weapon refinement, and they are not very reliable!"

Wang Ergou: "Don't worry about the selection of alchemists and weapon refiners. I have already found external aid. What I am most worried about now is sword cultivation. This lame Qian is a top-level sword cultivator who is not much weaker than me. It is not easy to find a decent young sword cultivator as external aid. Oh, it's all because of that brat Thirteen. He has been in the Demon Abyss for ten years and has not come out. It really worries me to death."

Feng Qingyao: "Master, do you already have external assistance for refining pills and weapons?"

Wang Ergou: “Yes!”

Feng Qingyao: "Is it safe?"

Wang Ergou: "Of course! The alchemists and weapon refiners I found from the Alchemy Guild and the Weapon Refining Guild are absolutely safe!"

Feng Qingyao: "In that case, I can definitely win, and you also said that refining pills and weapons is very safe. So, if we win three out of five games, that means we win!"

"Ahem..." Wang Ergou stroked his goatee and coughed lightly before continuing to reply with soul transmission: "The problem is, this cripple Gan has been suppressed by me all his life, and I boasted in front of him ten years ago."

Feng Qingyao: "How do you blow it?"

Wang Ergou: "If he wins a match, even if he wins, I will kneel down and kowtow to him and call him Master!"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

Feng Qingyao: "Then don't compete at all, just call me Master!"

Wang Ergou: "How can that be possible? I, your master, am very well-respected in the outside world. I cannot afford to lose face like this!"

Feng Qingyao: "You are so proud? Just tell me where you don't owe money to. In Wuyuan Star Region, you owe money everywhere. When you came to Lingxu Star Region, I thought no one would chase you for debts. But you have more people asking you for debts here."

Wang Ergou: "Ahem... let's not talk about this for now, let's solve the problem at hand first."

Feng Qingyao: "How to solve it?"

Wang Ergou: "No! I must find a way to delay him for a few more days and see if I can ask Xuanren to help call Thirteen back for me. At worst, I can just let him finish the competition and then go back to Demon Abyss to continue his retreat!"

Feng Qingyao: "Really?"

Feng Qingyao was obviously very excited.

Wang Ergou glanced at her and said, "Your eyes widened when I mentioned Thirteen. Why, are you worried now that you can't get married?"

Feng Qingyao: "..."

Wang Ergou and Feng Qingyao walked very slowly, but by now they had already arrived in front of Master Qian Wenzong and his disciples.

"Wang Ergou!" Emperor Qian Wenzong shouted coldly, turning around and pointing at Miao Shujie, who was still foaming at the mouth while lying on the ground. "My disciple and your disciple were competing in martial arts. We agreed to practice both physical and martial arts without any rules, but he used poison! Just tell me how this matter should be settled!"

"Don't worry!" Wang Ergou patted Qian Wenzong's shoulder calmly and gave him a reassuring look: "We have been brothers for so many years, I will give you a 50% discount on the antidote!"

Emperor Qian Wenzong: “???”

Do I fucking want you to give me a discount!