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Chapter 39 Stunts

Jian Youzhi's light skills have improved again, and he has been floating very hard when walking. After ate a few cups of wine, he has reached the level of floating on the water without touching the ground.

"In today's battle, Brother Liuguang is famous in the capital!"

Yang Fang's words had a serious tendency to worship personality. Jian Youzhi enjoyed this flattery comfortably and patted Yang Fang on the shoulder, saying earnestly, as if he had become a powerful person who had become an immortal.

"Accumulating strength and winning and losing depends on one's heart. Only with a firm mind can the three flowers gather together, the five phoenixes rise to the sun, and finally reach the state of unity of nine and nine. Such success is nothing!"

It seems that he is teaching martial arts secrets, and he only takes a book with the words "Tathagata's Divine Palm" written on it. However, he seems to have done this to Han Wuyan!

Yang Fang wiped a cold sweat, raised his neck, drank a glass, coughed twice, and went to find someone else to have a drink.

"Jian Youzhi—"

This is calling himself. Jian Youzhi turned around and saw someone coming towards him with a glass of wine. He raised his glass with a smile.

"Oh, such a beautiful little girl in front of her, her face turned pale, but which fairy from the sky has descended to earth? Come over and sign me with a pen!"

"You...I..." Yang Zhen wouldn't be so angry that he came over to toast him with a glass of wine, but he didn't know what to say. He stomped his feet and glared at him fiercely.

"I'm Yang Zhen!"

"It's really you! You didn't go to your cave to practice, but what did you do here?" Jian Youzhi squirted out a sip of alcohol. Sure enough, he was drunk and said something inexplicably, which made Yang Zhen feel irritated.

"Is that okay?"

Yang Zhen stomped his feet, and this guy was talking nonsense, but he didn't say a word of sincerity. He gritted his teeth and stopped looking at him, and drifted past Jian Youzhi.

As Jian Youzhi's caring girl, Erya was looking at Yang Zhenru's angry look with her eyes, and she chanted a spell: "Vox spirit, vixen, your family of women are all vixen!"

Su Yuting arrived at the end. After she finished dressing up, she finally caught up with Yang Yi’s celebration banquet. As for the Cuju competition, this process was purely a match and ignored!

"Official, what did that little girl say to you just now? She was so angry!" Su Yuting sat next to Jian Youzhi with a smile, her voice very gentle.

It seems that he was wrong about this question. It must be what Jian Youzhi said to the little girl, which made her angry.

"Which family's little wife are you? You are like my wife!" Jian Youzhi's words were crooked and not at all heard.

"I'm so drunk!"

"Dare you ask the fairy who came from the sky? Is it the seventh place and is so beautiful?" Jian Youzhi was still shaking, and suddenly turned his head to Erya sitting next to him. "Don't tell my wife after I go home. I'll talk to the fairy today, otherwise my wife will be jealous!"

Erya widened her eyes and didn't understand Jian Youzhi's words at all. It was entirely caused by the lack of humor.

"Puchi!" Su Yuting couldn't help laughing and pinched Jian Youzhi behind her.

After a banquet, all the joys were gone. Yang Yi, the young widow, showed her face in Cuju venue, and her face was always shining brightly and she smiled when she saw people. Yang Zhen was depressed. She didn't expect that she wanted to talk to Jian Youzhi, but she heard a drunken talk and was so depressed that she was completely depressed. This abnormal behavior was completely thanks to the words "Love is so deep that I hate it", and it was really a disaster.

Yang Fang was also full of energy and once again discussed Jian Youzhi's magicality with his elder sister, and was amazed again until Yang Yi became impatient and bombarded him out.

Erya was as alert as a little cat during the whole process. When she saw the female creature close to Jian Youzhi, she couldn't help but want to meow "vix spirit". In her heart, she thought that this was a completely vix spirit world, and the story of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" happened in real life...

"The official is full of energy today!"

Lying on the bed, Jian Youzhi took advantage of the drunkenness to discuss the key points of the Jian family's shooting technique with Su Yuting, and then performed well, stabbing Su Yuting so hard that her hands and feet were weak and gasping slightly.

"Does the official have any thoughts in his heart as brave as he is today?" After Su Yuting was criticized by the gun, she was unwilling to fail and provoked with words.

"I miss you?" Jian Youzhi glared at her. An authoritative magazine said that 80% of men will be distracted when doing a certain bed exercise. I wonder if Teacher Cang just thought about it.

Seeing Jian Youzhi stunned, Su Yuting was obviously dissatisfied: "At the time of the banquet, the official praised the two women, and they all said they were fairies!"

Remember this?

"Are the thoughts in the hearts of officials a fairy who came down from heaven and earth?" Su Yuting's memory is really good.

"Are you talking about that widow?" As soon as Jian Youzhi said this, it means that this guy has completely forgotten.

Su Yuting immediately burst into tears, but she didn't expect another vixen to be drawn out. Erya was right. The widow named Yang was a vixen, and the women in their family were all vixen.

After saying a wrong sentence, Jane Youzhi was depressed all night.

When he got up the next day, Su Yuting stopped joining the fun in the Cuju venue. She was sad. Last night, she still pulled Erya to give instructions for a long time before letting them out.

"Brother Liuguang, why are you depressed today? You are completely gone from being so energetic yesterday. Manchester United started very well and just took advantage of the victory to pursue the victory and show your strength!"

Yang Fang was shocked when he saw Jian Youzhi's appearance.

"Did I say your elder sister be a fairy at the banquet yesterday?"

Jian Youzhi had no impression of this sentence at all and fell into a trap when he lay in bed.

Yang Fang was frightened by Jian Youzhi's shocking thunder words, stared at Jian Youzhi tightly, and said solemnly: "Brother Liuguang, you have a family. Although my eldest sister is a widow, she is not that kind of person...hum!" He turned around and left, disdaining to join him.

Jian Youzhi shrugged and looked at Erya: "Have I said that?"

Erya nodded firmly.

Jian Youzhi was shocked, and he had indeed said it.

"It's just said to Widow Yang's sister!" Erya promptly corrected Jian Youzhi's distorted psychological activities.

"Yang Zhen?" Jian Youzhi was speechless, looked at Erya and nodded. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he was speechless. If this happens, he must be drunk and very awesome!

Today's match is Manchester United's third game, competing with King Yu's Cuju team for the final qualification.

"Do you think Manchester United will win today?"

King Yu’s team is a strong player among the participating teams, and is even better than King Xin’s strength. When Yang Yi said this, he seemed unconfident.

"Please rest assured, madam, we are Manchester United!"

Jian Youzhi looked at the field and added a sentence at the end: "Friendship is the first, competition is the second. As long as we do our best and fight at the end, we will be worthy of our hearts!"

How come one or two sentences in this sentence are so familiar!

Yang Fang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Jian Youzhi, his eyes full of disdain. Isn't this copying his own words? Should I charge some copyright fees?

"It doesn't matter if you can't win. Compared with previous years, it's much better now. If you defeat King Xin's strong team, you will be proud!" Yang Yi comforted him.

Jian Youzhi didn't speak.

Erya couldn't help it: "The little official will definitely win!" As she said that, she glared at Yang Yi provocatively. The little girl seemed to have great confidence in Jian Youzhi, and she didn't know where this confidence came from, and she had a certain degree of blindness.

"I also watched the Yu King's team game yesterday. If I could adjust the Manchester United team's appearance, I might still have hope of winning." Jian Youzhi pondered and compared the characteristics of Manchester United and Yu King's team again in his mind. He began to consider this issue yesterday.

"Just do your best!"

Yang Yi only said that this was Jian Youzhi's last struggle and some of the scenes he said. As long as he lost, he did not spit on the ground and said harsh words, it would be enough. If he lost, he had to lose like a gentleman, so that he could protect his face. But think about yesterday, Jian Youzhi and his Manchester United team were talking all over the field, so where could he have any face to protect?

"The characteristic of the Yu King team is fierce offense, and defense is their weakness. If we make up our minds to attack them, we may still have a winning level. After all, our offensive power is not weak, and the defense is OK. Don't be afraid of the opponent's goal. After the running-in, our midfielder will cooperate with the forwards and will be more successful in the fight. If they are strong players, we will be killers! Moreover, I will play in person in this battle!"

When he said this, Jane Youzhi was vicious and his eyes were full of fierceness!

"That's all!"

Yang Fang sighed. Although he saw this, he always thought that his strength was lower. Doing so was nothing more than struggling to lose better.

Yang Yi nodded too.

Yang Zhen stood behind Yang Yi, his hands clenched into fists and recited a spell in his mouth. If he got closer, he would hear the girl's words: "I will win, I will win!"

This seems to be the work done by Sanhuan and Erya.

With a gong, the third game begins!

Jian Youyi was wearing a strong outfit, with a strip of cloth around his forehead, and the words "must win" were written on the strip, leading his Manchester United team into the court.

"Honor, honor; Manchester United, Manchester United!"

The men shouted, and the anger was filled with the column, like a turtle, which shocked the team of the Yu Prince's Mansion who was on the court and was in a state of great surprise.

What a battle between dragons and tigers!

Suddenly, the field was covered with sand and dust, roaring in anger, as anxious as a crucian carp crossing the river, as anxious as a dog with a broken family, and scattered figures. For a moment, the light skills of the rivers and lakes, eight steps, eight steps to catch cicadas, cloud ladders, water floats and other light tools reappear on the court, lazy donkeys rolling, and clothes falling 18 times, all of them appeared one after another.

"I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it!" Yang Fang said to Yang Yi with great emotion, "It's really amazing that he can actually draw with the Yu Prince's Mansion! He is even more unable to see through Brother Liuguang!"

"I'm afraid the draw is over. There is less than half an incense stick left. Both sides are exhausted and unable to show a rapid attack!" Yang Fang finally shook his head with regret.

"Give me the ball!" Jian Youzhi reached out to ask for the ball.

"This is the final breakthrough!" Yang Fang suddenly stood up. This was Manchester United's last chance. He became nervous and wanted a miracle to happen at this last moment.

After all, Jane Youzhi brought him too many unexpected things.

"Don't think about it!" A big man from the Yu Prince's Mansion rushed towards Jian Youzhi.

"Fuck you to death!" Jian Youzhi broke out a trash talk. The ball under his feet suddenly twitched out. The big man shook his body in the direction of the ball, and the ball was pulled back. Jian Youyi passed by him like a gust of wind. The big man wanted to turn around, but he didn't have time to adjust the center of gravity. He shook and fell head-on.

What is this skill? In the entire Cuju field, thousands of people stood up and stared at Jian Youzhi on the field, and shook a defensive man down.

The unique skill of shaking the oxtail appeared in the world, and the wind and clouds suddenly surging, the world was lost, and thousands of piles of dust were rolled up...

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