Chapter 279

"Murray was beaten by you. It's a win for you, but it's hard for me to announce the result."

Yu said, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, he was obviously not satisfied with what ye Ziheng had just done.

"What did you do? What does elder Yu mean? "

Ye Ziheng asked. He was neither humble nor arrogant. His eyes were fixed on the elder without fear.

Seeing ye Ziheng's appearance, elder Yu was more or less angry. He felt that ye Ziheng did not respect himself, so he said.

"Murray promised you 20 moves before the battle, but you beat him more than 50 strokes in succession. Why do you say that!"

Elder Yu asked, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were pressing ye Ziheng as if he were pressing a prisoner.

But ye Ziheng smiled at this. Open channel.

"Then I would like to dare to ask, are we playing the turn game?"

"Turn game? Why do you ask? "

"Because only the turn based game, one side will stop attacking and the other side will start attacking. Since we are not fighting in turn mode, why should I stop attacking? "

"In addition, Murray promised me 20 moves, and then he did. There is nothing wrong with that."

Elder Yu nodded.

"Then he doesn't need to let me attack me again. If he wants to, he can break my moves to attack me. But if he doesn't attack or break my moves, can he blame me?"

Ye Ziheng's explanation made everyone stupefied for a while, but ye Ziheng seemed to have made no mistake.

What does it have to do with him if Murray doesn't fight him? After 20 moves, the two men have a normal competition. It's his own problem if Murray doesn't fight. It doesn't seem to have much to do with ye Ziheng.

At this time, elder Yu called an old man with a red face. He was just brought by the mood of these little bunnies. His brain didn't react at once. Now it's a little hard to step down.

But fortunately, although the elder is old, he is a reasonable person. He will not rely on the old to sell the old, nor will he oppress others with power. He apologized to ye Ziheng modestly.

"Just now I'm old and confused. Please don't blame Ye Xiaoyou."

Ye Ziheng is not the kind of person who won't forgive others. Seeing that the elder is willing to lay down his body and apologize to his disciples, his dissatisfaction disappears instantly.

But even though the elder's attitude became gentle, it still could not change the fierce eyes of Ye Ziheng.

"Hum, take three magic weapons and rely on others to let 20 moves, oh no, let 70 moves to win, worthy of being the core disciple!"

"That's right. Let 70 moves add three magic weapons. Give me these. I can win."

"Nowadays, everyone can be a core disciple."

……

In the face of the sneering of the disciples, ye Ziheng didn't care.

"Why, are you not satisfied with my victory over Murray?"

Ye Ziheng looked at them and asked aloud.

All the disciples looked up at him.

"We just don't agree!"

"Yes, no!"

"Not satisfied! Not satisfied! "

The voices of the disciples rang out coincidentally, and the momentum was similar to that of the peasant uprising against the landlord.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's face shows a smile. Because it's all he needs.