Chapter 606

Looking at the moon, Jianxiong is in high spirits. He drags his clogs outside to breathe two mouthfuls of fresh air. The environment here is elegant, surrounded by bamboo groves, reassuring and giving people hope.

"Haoye, I'm in good health. Organize family members immediately. It's time for us to counterattack!" Jianxiong's face is full of killing intention.

The leader's recovery has injected new hope into the public, as if to see the shaky family of Wangyue stand up again.

"Hi, Haoye is willing to lead the xiongjing family to support the patriarch forever." Hiroye kumai vowed.

Xiongjing Ju a clench teeth to go forward a step, "patriarch, I have something to say."

Looking back at Jianxiong, Xiong Jingju is the best ninja of the new generation, and the best one is Jiahe's Yirong ninja. Hiding, escaping, assassinating and fighting are also the best among the young generation. Deep look at the moon, Jianxiong's love.

"Ju, go ahead."

Xiong Jingju turned to Duan Hong: "patriarch, although this Chinese saved you, please make atonement first. I will challenge him in the name of Ninja Warrior!"

"Chrysanthemum! Don't be rude. " Xiongjing Haoye scolds him. Duan Hong saves the clan leader. It can be said that he saves the family at the most dangerous and critical time and brings hope to the family. How can he challenge such a person?

Looking at the moon, Jianxiong looks at the moon dimly. He knows that as the head of the family, he can ignore the private affairs of his children, but at least he needs to know something.

Xiong Jingju and his daughter have had a good relationship since childhood. He knows that. Duan Hong is his daughter's fiance this time. Xiong Jingju challenges him for a reason.

Well, this young man is good at medicine, but I don't know what his skill is? As a head of Jiahe, it would be a pity if her fiance couldn't protect her.

"No way!" Wangyueyao knows Duan Hong best. This man is a terror. The scene of his violent walk can never be forgotten. Although Xiong Jingju is good at ninja, even if she can surpass the general Zhongren, can she be Duan Hong's opponent? It's like hitting a stone with an egg.

Xiong Jingju can not tolerate the way: "Duan Jun, as a man, how can women protect you? Please accept my most fair challenge."

Fat man can't see it anymore. Duan Hong is not only his brother, but also the lighthouse to guide him in love. In recent days, his injury on his back waist has also recovered seven layers, and he buckled his nostrils and said: "little chrysanthemum, don't push an inch. As the head of the ten love saints in the sea, he doesn't accept the challenge of others casually. Look at you. He keeps saying that men's duel, where do you look like a man? A braid in your hair? The skin is more delicate than that of a woman. It's a personal demon. How to let the love Saint come out when dealing with the human demon? It's up to me to make two moves with you. "

"What Xiong Jingju almost roared: "you are the human demon. You are so ugly that you have a pig's head." He looks very beautiful. He hates people saying that he is a woman or a human demon.

"Cut? I call myself ugly. Do you dare to admit that you are a human demon? Little chrysanthemum Fat faces don't matter.

Xiongjing Juqi's chest rises and falls, he has understood the meaning of chrysanthemum, which is the biggest insult to the second leader of xiongjing family.

"Pig head! I accept your challenge, come on Xiong Jingju clamored to open the posture.

Duan Hong stopped the fat man and said, "there are several kinds of battles in the world that can't be compromised. One of them is the battle for the beloved woman. Xiaoju, although you are a capable member of the Wangyue family, the most I can do is to beat you seriously. The fat man will step down."

Looking up at Duan Hong, the fat man seemed to see a bright light rising behind him, which was hard to resist. Quietly back in the side.

Kumai Juqi's face can squeeze out water, "Duan Jun, please choose your weapon." With that, he took a three foot long sword from one of the people around him and pulled it out with a Shua. The icy light showed that it was a good sword.

Duan Hong looked up and down, left and right, and suddenly he laughed. Instead of pulling out the Zilong hidden sword, he took off his clogs and said, "just use this."

Insult, to Xiong Jingju, it's a naked insult.

"Since you have decided to duel, let me judge. The others will return to the eaves," Wang Yuejian said in a magnificent voice In front of him, he drew a circle about three meters in diameter with a piece of bamboo: "the duel is carried out in this circle. Everyone has three chances to jump out of the circle. If he jumps out the fourth time, he will fail, or he will admit defeat.". You start. "

"Duan Hong, my husband!" Looking at the moon, misty shouts out her husband's two words, her face is slightly red, Duan Hong's body is shocked: it's a good name.

"Please show mercy." Looking at the Moon said with concern.

It's a shame that Xiong Jingju almost didn't spit blood.

"Ah He called for a drink, took the lead in jumping into the circle, and pointed at Duan Hong: "please give me some advice." The voice was cold.

Duan Hong said: "don't worry, I have a sense of propriety." Inside the circle, Yang Yang's clogs: "little Ju, come on. I'll give you three moves first, and I'll never fight back. "

His arrogance is capital.

But Xiong Jingju's teeth were all broken, and she was furious and said, "no, I'll let you do three moves. I won't fight back in three moves."

"Oh? That's what you said. You can't go back on it. " Duan Hong darted past with an arrow, and his hands lifted up and fell with clogs——

"Pa!"

More than 20 cm long and three cm high clogs were photographed on Xiong Jingju's face.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know how the clogs in Duan Jun's hands appear on Xiong Jingjun's face?"

"Too fast --" the three members of the Wangyue family looked at him in horror. They didn't see clearly how Duan Hong made efforts.

When the clogs were taken back, Xiong Jingju's face was covered with a black and purple bruised clog shoe print. His skin was very white, and the shoe print was particularly obvious.

"Yeah!" His whole body was about to explode, and the sword in his hand split towards Duan Hong like crazy. His expression was ferocious and his mouth was howling.

Duan Hong dodged easily: "Wow, Xiaoju, didn't you say I had three moves? This is the first move. How can you -- "

"Baga, you shameless bastard, I'll kill you." Xiong Jingju is eager to win. She doesn't have any moves in her hand. All of them are big ups and downs, horizontal splitting and vertical chopping.

If it had been five days ago, Duan Hong might have been a little flustered, but after he realized the source of power, the transformation of power and the direction, he could dodge easily.

On the other hand, Xiong Jingju was in a hurry and her face was very angry, but no knife could bring threat to Duan Hong. Even when his shoulder shook a little, Duan Hong was ready to dodge.

The gap is perfectly reflected at this moment. It can't be said that there is such a gap between the two people. If Xiong Jingju wants to catch up with Duan Hong, it's really a big gap.

Xiongjing Haoye is a little proud of his son under the eaves. At the same time, he shakes Duan Hong's Kung Fu. From the beginning to now, Duan Hong has only made one move, which is so fast that even he can't see clearly. It's estimated that only the patriarch with superb ninja skills can see clearly.

The fat man said boldly to heaven: "the power of holiness lies in this. He can always do things that others dare not think about. Even if he gives little chrysanthemum ten years of Kung Fu, he may not be able to learn."

Although Wang Yue Jianxiong is not ashamed of fat man's flattery, he also affirms Duan Hong in his heart. His body method and speed are comparable with Bai Di Nan, the genius of Bai Di family.

"Dang!"

Duan Hong raised his hand, and Xiong Jingju's sword fell on the clog. The clog was made of excellent mahogany, and its texture was very hard. The sword was sandwiched in the middle. With Duan Hong's strength, he could not pull it back.

"Let go."

Duan Hong said to let go, wrists a twist, drive clogs and stuck in the top of the sword thrown out of the circle. Both are unarmed.

If in normal times, this scene occurs, Xiong Jingju should know that he is not someone else's opponent, take the initiative to admit defeat without shame. But he was so angry that he wanted to beat Duan Hong once. He yelled and ran to Duan Hong with fists and feet. Without the blade, the fist is the best weapon.

All of a sudden, Duan Hong's mind brightened: isn't this little chrysanthemum that will rebound? How about taking him to practice?

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he leaned over the punch of kumai Ju. His left hand stretched out five fingers and grasped his back waist. Following his strength, he pushed his legs, twisted his waist, and turned his hips. With the help of strong inertia, he worked with his left hand in one go.

Xiongjingju was exhausted. At this moment, she suddenly felt that there was a big mountain behind her, which was hard to resist. The body can't help taking off. Falling five meters away and rolling five or six times on the ground in a row relieved this powerful force.

Duan Hong's Dragon catcher and the 24-way tantui Lotus Sutra are useless. They only use a simple Taiji Sutra skill.

Xiong Jingju's body was thrown far away and landed two meters outside the circle. From his face to his neck, his heart was full of three words, impossible!

Once again, I jumped into the circle——

Looking at the moon, Jianxiong was shocked. He saw that Duan Hong was practicing the most intelligent Taiji Kung Fu in traditional Chinese Kung Fu. The meaning of four or two strokes was perfectly reflected by him.

It's really not easy to get to this height when you are young. It's easy to talk about it. When it comes to operation, it's not only the perfect combination of eyesight, reaction ability, mental endurance and physical strength, but also the most important thing is the state of mind, the arrogance of Wang BA. Unexpectedly, this is another talented young man.

In the same move, Xiong Jingju was thrown out of the circle by Duan Hong again. This time, it was worse than the first time. The whole person's face was down, and a dog came to eat excrement.

Xiongjing Haoye couldn't bear to look down and said, "patriarch, I don't think Ju is Duan Jun's opponent. I'd better stop."

Wang yuejianxiong nodded, looked at the angry Xiong Jingju and said: "Haoye, it's not good for young people to be frustrated. Ju is the best in the family. This kind of mentality should be changed. Duan Jun is just his tempering stone. This kind of opponent can't be found all the time. If I say Ju loses at this time, is he willing?"

Xiongjing Haoye looks at xiongjing Ju sadly and shakes his head. He knows this son best. He will not compromise what he recognizes unless he wants to.

"Dong!" Xiong Jingju was thrown out once. At the moment, the corner of his mouth had shed blood, and he was thrown out of the circle three times in succession, which exerted heavy pressure on his internal organs. His persistent heart did not waver in the slightest. There is another chance, which may be successful this time. Patting the dust and the leaves, I walked into the circle.