Crazy! After binding the system, I became an outlaw

"Sister Ying, what is the game for the second round?"

Jiang Zhiyuan looked at the already arranged venue, his mind went blank.

You told me that this is the venue for a nursing home competition. Are you sure it’s not the venue for some martial arts conference?

Plum blossom pile, high stool, brick hammer or even mace?

"Oh, you said that almost all the participants in this competition are from their martial arts academy.

Just treat them as acrobatics, it’s nothing, there are only a few performances every year.”

Sister Ying said nonchalantly that after all, she had seen these things for several years and had become a little numb to them. She didn't know if these old guys would come up with anything new this year.

The first old man was quickly picked, and what he had to perform was the Iron Head Kung Fu.

After the old man came on stage, he was neither impatient nor anxious. He first weighed a brick in his hand, and then broke it open with his bare hands to show everyone that it was not a hollow brick, but a real one.

This move alone shocked many people in the live broadcast room.

Breaking bricks with bare hands! And he is an old man in his late 70s!

Those who have been here for a few years have no expression on their faces. They are no longer surprised by such things.

After the demonstration, the old man raised the brick high and hit himself on the head.

The bricks were smashed all over the ground, but the old man's bald head was still smooth, without any signs of injury.

Under everyone's attention, the old man hit himself on the head with five bricks in succession.

Bricks were smashed all over the ground, but his bald head remained the same as before, nothing happened at all.

This scene completely shocked the audience in the live broadcast room!

No!

Is that human being!

[This is unscientific! What is going on? ]

[Could it be that the master is the reincarnation of a god! ]

[Damn, are all the old men nowadays so powerful???? ˉ???ˉ?? )?]

The live broadcast room went into an uproar, and everyone found it incredible.

Jiang Zhiyuan felt that as a person who had never seen the world, she should show some surprise, so she opened her mouth slightly and her pupils dilated.

"This old man is so amazing."

"That's nothing. Once an old man broke a tree as thick as a bowl with his bare hands."

Seeing his surprised expression, Sister Ying said with a little pride.

"Oh my god, this is too strong."

"Keep reading, there are more exciting things to come, little girl."

The second contestant was soon drawn and it turned out to be a middle-aged lady.

This lady's performance was a bit mediocre, she just did a simple climb on the plum blossom pile.

Then he performed a series of difficult body movements on it, including splits and air jumps.

Of course, this is only Jiang Zhiyuan's opinion. Other people in the live broadcast room don't think this matter is unremarkable.

One by one, 666 appeared on the screen!

[If it were me, my waist would have been broken and my legs would have been dislocated long ago.]

[Is he an aunt or am I an aunt? Is the flexibility of this body really comparable to that of ordinary people? ]

[Stop curling, stop curling, I feel ashamed to grow old if you do this. ]

[It doesn’t matter. When you get older, your companions will be a bunch of useless people like us.]

The third uncle will perform a skill called flying knife playing cards.

A large turntable was pushed out with 20 balloons tied to it.

The playing cards in the old man's hand made him look like a great master.

As the cards in his hand were thrown out, the balloons made a "bang bang bang" sound, and all nineteen finally fell down.

That’s not all. In the end, the old man hit the last balloon with just a leaf.

[Are masters among the common people? No, masters are in nursing homes! Can I go to a nursing home to become a disciple? ]

[How can this be a nursing home? It's clearly a retirement base for bigwigs. ]

[I wonder if you would be embarrassed to stay in this nursing home if you don’t learn something.]

Jiang Zhiyuan secretly glanced at Sister Ying and found that she looked calm and did not seem to be affected at all.

It seems that this skill is nothing in this nursing home.

She even suspected that she had come to a nursing home. Was she sure she had not come to some martial arts competition?

Soon the fourth person was drawn, and it was the Japanese uncle Inoue.

The old man acted very calmly, because he felt that if he performed Japanese ninjutsu, no one present would be his match.

Then his eyes fell on Jiang Zhiyuan who was sitting on the high platform. This person had deliberately teased him just now.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Now that I have this opportunity, I must avenge myself.

Otherwise, once he goes back, he might never be able to come back again.

So he suppressed his excitement, forced out a very "kind" smile, and said to the dean on the stage.

"The show I'm performing requires two people to join me, so I'd like to invite Uncle Yu and the little girl on the stage."

Uncle Yu is another Japanese uncle. He also received the signal from that uncle and naturally would not refuse.

Then everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Zhiyuan who was drinking milk tea.

"Me? Are you sure, sir?

I am young and strong, I am afraid I may not be able to control my strength well, and it will hurt you soon. "

Jiang Zhiyuan showed a trace of embarrassment, but was delighted in his heart, because you two came to me on your own accord.

“It’s okay, it’s just a competition, don’t worry too much little girl.

Besides, I am not a loser, wait, you better be careful."

Jiang Zhiyuan did not refute, but just nodded obediently.

"Okay, since you have invited me so kindly, I will give it a try.

But let me be frank with you, if anything unexpected happens later, please don't blame me."

"Don't worry, sir. I'm not such a stingy person."

Sister Ying looked at Jiang Zhiyuan with some worry. Although those two people were not the most powerful people in the martial arts academy, they were not comparable to this little girl.

I guess this little girl is going to be beaten soon, alas.

"Xiao Yuan, why don't you think about it again?"

Jiang Zhiyuan looked like he was being forced into a helpless situation.

"Sister Ying, you've seen it too. This is a cordial invitation from the master. How can a junior like me refuse?"

She stood up and walked in front of the old man.

At this time, the old man is already prepared and can take action at any time.

[Ah? Is this asking for trouble? Anyway, I have never seen such a request. ]

[Uncle, I really want to tell you the truth, but you can't hear me. ]

[Why do I always feel like Sister Yuan is up to something bad? She may look reluctant on the surface, but maybe she is already very happy in her heart.]

[There is something fishy! What law did you two break? ]

It’s really not the netizens’ fault for thinking too much. It’s mainly because Sister Yuan has given them too much metaphysics before.

Generally, anyone she targets has violated any law and will be sentenced to a few years in jail.