Chapter 664

"If you really have seed, try it! My legs are longer than your arms. Before you hit me, I'll kick you off! "

Looking at the situation that finally stabilized, Ke Wenting ran over and said, "Bai Zifan, think of a way quickly!"

"How? What else can we do? Forget it, we have to risk it! "

On hearing Bai Zifan's words, Ke Wenting immediately had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Take a deep breath, Bai Zifan yelled, "shut up

This time, Baizi always used the strength of the bridal chamber, but also mobilized the whole body of Qi and blood, not only the voice is loud, but also the shock of these disciples tinnitus.

"You belong to the same clan. Why do you have to be so clear? Can you tell? Isn't it that one uses boxing and the other uses leg? Can't they be used together? We all look down and have a good look at ourselves. Everyone has two hands and two feet. "

With that, Bai Zifan pointed to Ke Junkun and his disciples and said, "can you walk without feet?"

Then he pointed to Xie Xinlin and his disciples and said, "if you don't use your hands, you can't even drink water if you don't say anything else."

Ke Wenting also understood Bai Zifan's meaning, and immediately stood up and said, "yes, no one can do without hands and feet. Why do we have to be so clear?"

But at this time, a disciple came out behind Ke Junkun, hugged his master and said, "master, since you said that the boxing is exquisite, I have been training my hands. I can walk without my feet!"

With that, the disciple directly took the tripod, supported the ground with both hands, directly replaced his legs with his arms, and kept moving on the ground.

One of Xie Xinlin's disciples came out, took off his shoes and socks and went to a small tea table. He lifted his right leg and clamped the handle of the teapot with his two toes. As soon as he bent his leg, he put the teapot in his mouth and drank a lot of water.

There was not a word in the whole process, but with his own practical action, he showed what is called silent sling... Bai Zifan felt that his face was so painful

"Bai Zifan, you see, we can walk without feet."

"Yes, we can drink water without hands. In the future, we will learn from your Third Elder martial brother and drink water with our feet!"

Seeing that these disciples were all eager to try, they either wanted to use their feet instead of their hands, or they wanted to use their hands instead of their feet, Bai Zifan was stunned. He really didn't mean that. How did he develop into this?

"Bai Zifan, look at what you've done!" Looking at a group of disciples like clowns, Ke Wenting said with her teeth clenched.

"I think if you don't jump out and talk, maybe it will be ok..."

"You blame me?"

"No, no, I dare not. It seems that I can only use my unique skills!"

"What's the trick?" Ke Wenting asked suspiciously.

Glancing around, after confirming his emergency escape route, Bai Zifan took out a pair of wind and water, and yelled, "Ke Junkun! Xie Xinlin! You two old people, I look down on you

It's like throwing more than a dozen shock bombs into the martial arts school. Everyone was shocked.

"Bai Zifan, what do you say?" Ke Junkun asked incredulously.

"I said, I despise you, I despise Ke Junkun, I despise Xie Xinlin, I despise you two!"

"Especially, just say it once. Don't always emphasize it. Bai Zifan, I'll give you a chance to talk about why you look down on us. If you can't say one reason, you can't go out on your own today!"

Nodding, Bai Zifan said with disdain, "since I dare to say so, naturally I have the truth to say so. You two, Kung Fu is powerful, but you are too selfish. If you want to decide the orthodoxy of the school, you two masters can compete in martial arts. Why do you let the disciples compete in martial arts?"

"Why, are you afraid of being hurt and killed, or are you afraid of being ruined? It's not selfishness that a self-made master refuses to appear, but pushes his disciples out? I don't know about the previous martial arts contest, but in the past few days, six disciples of both sides have been injured and hospitalized. You have done all this! "

"These people are following you to learn kung fu and skills. How about you? Instead, let them fight all day. Do you deserve these children? Are you worthy of the parents of these children? Even if the gangs give two rewards when they fight, what did you give them? Just for dinner? It's too black hearted. "

"Did you go to the hospital to see your disciples? See them hurt like that, won't your conscience hurt? For the sake of your own self-interest, let so many disciples who trust you work hard, do you deserve them? What qualifications do you have for me to look up to? "

Baizifan has long known that these two elders, whether they are flattering or telling the truth, are useless. The best way to deal with them is to squeeze them. The more they say, the more they listen.

Sure enough, Ke Junkun and Xie Xinlin stopped talking when Bai Zifan said so.

Just as Bai Zifan breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to launch the persuasion offensive, Ke Junkun suddenly raised his head and said, "Bai Zifan is right! Hsieh Hsin Lin, don't let the innocent disciples fool around. Let's have a contest and have a showdown! "

"Well, I also think that Bai Zifan is right. Before the competition, he signed the life and death certificate."

"See you at this time tomorrow."

Arched arched hand, also not in nonsense Xie Xinlin directly took the disciples to leave.

But Ke Junkun didn't talk nonsense either. He turned around and went back to the back hall, and his disciples followed him in a hurry.

As soon as the rest of Bai Zifan wanted to speak, he felt a strong murderous spirit coming from behind. Bai Zifan knew that something bad was going to happen. Ke Junkun and Xie Xinlin didn't know how much they hated themselves. When they spoke, they had to bring a sentence "Bai Zifan was right". Was it because they were worried that they would take this matter away from themselves?

"Bai Zifan, look, what have you done?"

"In fact, it's also very good... The two elders have a competition to decide the outcome directly, and they don't have to struggle every day."

With a big white eye, Ke Wenting said impatiently, "Bai Zifan, you're still a warrior. Don't you know that? If they could tell the difference, wouldn't it be better? Although their martial arts have been improving over the years, they haven't been able to distinguish one from the other. If they have to decide whether to win or lose, they must use their own unique skills. "