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"Biyang is the first genius in the 500 years of our Prader family!

I am less than 30 years old, and now I have broken through to the late day after tomorrow, and I am only slightly inferior to the old man.

How can there be any travel fatigue?joke! "

Biyang Prade, who was standing next to him, knew how to cooperate very well, and released a powerful momentum on the spot, spreading to all directions with a faint coercion.

All of a sudden, everyone in the Mu family was not calm.

The late day after 30!

Most of the elders of the Mu family are in their 80s and [-]s, and most of them are at this level. Only the Great Elder has reached the realm of acquired Dzogchen.

With such an achievement, it is not an exaggeration to call him a genius born once in 500 years in the Prader family.

The Mu family had no idea that such a monster would appear in the Prader family, which almost made them lose confidence in the fifth match.

At this moment……

"Great Elder, if you don't mind, let's start the competition now!" Biyang Prade challenged arrogantly.

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There was a stark contrast between the Prader family, who had the chance to win, and the Mu family, who were frowning.

The only person in the room who was calm and calm, and only Wei Xia was left...

"Tsk tsk~" Wei Xia smacked his lips, then made an inscrutable look, walked up to Biyang Prade and asked:

"What would you do if someone stuck out his left cheek and asked you to hit him?"

Bi Yang frowned, tentatively replied:

"His right cheek?"

"Wrong!" Wei Xia directly denied it, shook his head and said:

"The correct answer is, 'along with' his right cheek, together!"

Lille Prade stared at Wei Xia intently, and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, who are you? Don't say something inexplicable. I'm afraid you are not qualified to intervene in this kind of scene!"

Before Mu Gan opened his mouth to introduce, Wei Xia had already stopped in front of him one step ahead, with a faint smile:

"Don't worry about the left cheek or the right cheek, don't worry, there is always a chance of being beaten!

Aren't you looking for an opponent in the competition?it is me!The son-in-law of the Mu family has been professionally slapping faces for 20 years, with consistent quality. "

"Fart! I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!" Biyang cursed furiously, and took a step forward to teach this brat who deserved a beating.

Unexpectedly, Lille Prade stopped him with a gloomy expression:

"Biyang, calm down, don't be disturbed by emotions."

Turning around, Lear stared at Mu Gan and said:

"In the fifth match of the century-old agreement, this young man will be Biyang's opponent, right?"

Mu Gan nodded:

"That's right! It's him, Wei Xia, Mu Feng's son-in-law."

When mentioning Mufeng, a faint irritability floated in Lille Prade's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

But this extremely tiny emotion was still captured by Wei Xia.

"It's weird!" Wei Xia thought to himself.

Originally, it was only guessed that Mu Feng's death was related to the Prader family, but now this guess is more confirmed.

"Mugan, let's start! Don't worry about the fatigue of the journey, you can officially compete now." Lear said solemnly.

Mu Gan looked at Wei Xia, and found that this kid didn't look nervous at all, and he seemed to have completely ignored Bi Yang in the later period of the day after tomorrow.

"By the way, what is the strength of this kid? He is still a mystery!" Mu Qian analyzed secretly, and a glimmer of hope gradually rose in his heart.

"Xiao Xia, do you need to prepare? The opponent can compete at any time. If you have no objection, we will rush to the martial arts arena together now." When Mu Gan spoke, he left some leeway.

Wei Xia could tell, but he didn't need any leeway!

"Grandpa, let's go! I can't wait!" Wei Xia kept staring at Lille Prade, as if with a kind of bloodthirsty excitement.

…………

The fighting arena is a flat land with a radius of one hundred feet, ten feet in length and width, and no stones on the ground, it is all compacted soil.

Earth is much stronger than stone ground.

Accidental bruises rarely cause bone damage on the ground. This is where the Mu family's children usually practice martial arts.

Today, in the huge venue, there are only Wei Xia and Biyang Prade.

"Let you make the shot first! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to make a shot." Biyang Prade said with his hands spread out.

Wei Xia shook his head, hehe smiled:

"It is said that your Prader family is also majoring in Jiu-Jitsu, and Ju-Jitsu is combined with the powerful and domineering Wisdom Demon Subduing Kungfu. I really want to see it.

To tell you the truth, I have practiced a kind of martial arts that specifically restrains jujitsu, so you have to be careful. "

Bi Yang curled his lips in disdain, and mocked:

"Specially restraining jujitsu? What kind of international joke! There is no such martial arts in the whole world!

I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it yourself, then... go to hell! "

Boom~~

With his legs exerting force suddenly, Bi Yang has already jumped out.

This kind of speed and explosive power is like a cannonball!

The onlookers of the Mu family unconsciously tightened their hearts:

"Too fast! The late day after tomorrow and the middle day after tomorrow are completely two levels!"

"Lin, Huo, and Shan face this kind of opponent, I am afraid that they will be defeated in seconds with one move. The later stage of the day after tomorrow...it's too scary!"

"It's over, we're doomed! The last battle of the hundred-year agreement happened to coincide with the birth of such a monster."

"My Lin family's Yimu Kung Fu is destined to lose to the Prade family."

The twelve elders are not as pessimistic as the others for the time being, but the extremely solemn expressions on their faces have already betrayed their nervous hearts.

In a short moment, Bi Yang was already close to Wei Xia.

His hands exude a faint golden light, which is the profound internal force cultivated by the Prajna Subduing Demon Kungfu. With such hands, he habitually uses the Jiu-Jitsu starting gesture.

Not a fist, not a palm, but——

Grasp!

Look for the opponent's flaws, find opportunities to seize the opponent's vulnerable position, and defeat the enemy with one move!

Wei Xia is posing with the common starting posture of Huaguo martial arts, with his left leg flexed and stretched, and his right leg retreated, with one palm in front of him, as if he is facing a big enemy.

"There is a flaw!" Biyang was overjoyed when he saw this posture.

The posture that seems to be both offensive and defensive, as long as you attack with absolute speed, you can subdue the opponent before they can make an effective defense!

swoosh~~

Bi Yang's speed was a little faster, and his figure was slightly sideways, avoiding Wei Xia's front, and his hands were grabbing Wei Xia's shoulders.

The moment Biyang's hands firmly grasped Wei Xia's shoulders, something strange happened.

Wei Xia suddenly laughed like that! !

The bullshit is like an enemy, it's all acting~

The great artist system can also play a role in fighting, playing with this peerless genius who comes out of the Prader family every 500 years!

"Hit your right cheek!" Wei Xia yelled, and at the same time, his body quickly broke free, and his hands also grabbed Biyang's shoulders.

Bi Yang subconsciously didn't want to be slapped in the face. When he heard that Wei Xia was about to slap the right cheek, he hurriedly turned his right cheek to the right, and blocked the left cheek in front.

"Haha, you're so obedient!" Wei Xia laughed and moved his head closer.

boom!

"Ah~~~ah~~~"

Biyang's head was directly dented by Wei Xia's smash, and he immediately let go of Wei Xia's hands, and fell to the ground with his head in his arms, howling.

"Iron head skills, tsk tsk~ Tried and tested! Haha!" Wei Xia said proudly, shaking his head.

"Biyang! My child!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Lille Prade and the other two old men were so nervous that their eyes were tearing apart.

"Distressed? Don't worry!" Wei Xia squinted at the three Praders who were watching the battle in the distance.

Suddenly, he leaned over and stretched out his hand, and directly lifted Bi Yang up.

Boom!

Two consecutive punches hit Bi Yang's shoulders.

"Ah~~~~"

Another scream came out.

"Stop! Stop! We admit defeat!" Lear shouted anxiously.

"Admit defeat? Impossible! How can a genius who comes out every 500 years admit defeat as soon as he comes up? Don't you think so?" Wei Xia said teasingly to Bi Yang.

At the same time, his palms were not idle, and he slapped Biyang's left and right cheeks.

Seeing this scene, Lille in the distance no longer had so many scruples, and rushed towards Wei Xia with his two companions.

"Stop! If you don't want him to die, stand where you are!" Wei Xia grabbed Bi Yang's neck.

Lille was completely panicked:

He has no doubt that Wei Xia has the ability to cut Bi Yang's neck off!

"Calm down! Don't get excited! What do you want? Prajna Subduing Demon Art? I'll give it to you right away!" Lear waved to Wei Xia, and took out a cheat book from his pocket.

Wei Xia dragged Biyang like a dead dog, and walked towards Lier slowly, with an extremely gloomy expression:

"You are the patriarch of the Prade family, so tell me, did you initiate the murder of Mu Feng 20 years ago?"

When Mu Feng was mentioned again, Lear's face changed color, but he only hesitated for a moment, and immediately denied:

"No, definitely not me! Our Prader family has nothing to do with Mu Feng's accident!"

"Ah~~~~"

With a scream, it was Wei Xia who kicked Biyang in the middle of his legs.

"Stop! It's me! I admit it! It's someone I sent, I want to get rid of Mu Feng!" Lear was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't hide anymore:

"But we failed! We sent four people, except for the one who set fire outside, the other three failed to come back."

"What? Failed?" Wei Xia's answer was completely unexpected, and he could tell from Lear's expression that it should be the truth.

But since Mu Qingyu's parents didn't die, where did they go all these years?At the very least, they should also come and see Mu Qingyu, right?

Turning his eyes, Wei Xia showed a devilish smile and said:

"For the sake of your honesty, I will return this genius to you!"

huh~~

The wind blew, Wei Xia lifted Biyang by the neck, and threw him towards Lier.

As long as there is still breath left, no matter what the price is, the Prade family will cure Biyang!

Biyang is not only a genius born once every 500 years in the Prades family, but also his most beloved grandson in Lille.

"Just like this, he can still be a treasure. You deserve to be buried with him!"