Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"Hurry up, hurry up, how to bet!" Zhou Botong said eagerly.

"In this way, if you win, you can ask me to do three things arbitrarily, and I must agree." Lin Pingzhi said.

When Zhou Botong heard it, it was fun.

"If you are asked to touch the ass of the widow of the king under the mountain, will you go too?" Zhou Botong said with a smile.

When Ma Yu and others heard Zhou Botong's words, they all covered their faces.

How could there be such an uncle!

We don't know him.

"Go! You must go. You said three things." Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

"Then what if I lose?" Zhou Botong asked with staring eyes, he was not stupid so he had to ask clearly.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi knew that Zhou Botong had taken the bait.

"If you lose, you only need to promise me one thing, isn't it a good deal?" Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

Zhou Botong heard this and thought it was okay.

If he wins, he will do three things. If he loses, he only needs to do one thing, which is a good deal.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Botong said with a smile, the joy on his face was clearly visible, "Then how do you bet?"

"You have the final say." Lin Pingzhi said.

Zhou Botong rolled his eyes.

I thought that if I competed with others, I might not be able to win.

The only thing I have the most hope for is fighting.

"Then let's fight!" Zhou Botong said.

"Yes." Lin Pingzhi nodded.

When Ma Yu and the others heard this, they panicked.

"Young Master Mingyue, you can't do it." Ma Yu hurriedly dissuaded Lin Pingzhi.

He knew Zhou Botong's strength.

Although his uncle looks childish and ridiculous, he still possesses the Nine Yin Manual, and he has reached an unfathomable level in Quanzhen Sect's martial arts.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Lin Pingzhi was very confident.

Seeing that Ma Yu was obstructing his bet, Zhou Botong immediately became upset.

"Boy Ma, get the hell out of here." Zhou Botong kicked Ma Yu's ass.

Ma Yu sighed helplessly.

"Brother, believe in Master Mingyue, he is also very powerful." Sun Buer said while supporting Ma Yu.

"But our uncle..." Qiu Chuji was not very confident about Lin Pingzhi.

"It's a pity that Master Mingyue is going to be played badly by the uncle..." Hao Datong shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for Lin Pingzhi who was about to lose.

Lin Pingzhi had already made up his mind, if he found Zhou Botong too difficult to deal with, he would just use the Weakness Card, since he still had two.

The weak card is his magic weapon.

"You set the rules, so that you don't lose the game." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhou Botong who was eager to try.

"The side that fights just needs to admit defeat." Zhou Botong said, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Real Ma, please be a witness." Lin Pingzhi looked at Ma Yu.

The helpless Ma Yu couldn't refuse, so he walked between the two of them.

"The winning condition of this bet is that the other party admits defeat, and both parties are requested to click until the end." Ma Yu quickly entered the role, "Get ready, start!"

The moment Ma Yu called out the start.

Zhou Botong moved.

"Kong Ming Fist!"

I saw Zhou Botong's two hands bombarding towards Lin Pingzhi with different punching trajectories.

Lin Ping could tell at a glance that this was Zhou Botong's self-created technique of fighting left and right.

One mind can be used for two purposes.

"Good time." Lin Pingzhi's eyes showed joy.

Lin Pingzhi still likes to compete with the masters, and it's just a good time to see where he is lacking.

"Roar--"

One of Lin Ping's twenty-eight palms for summoning the dragon directly slapped Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong saw Lin Pingzhi use the Dragon Subduing Twenty-eight Palms in the middle of the journey, he was startled, he retracted the punch he was about to throw.

It was barely possible to avoid Lin Pingzhi's palm.

But when the palm hit the wall, it also made a big hole in the wall.

Zhou Botong turned his head and looked at the big hole in the wall, feeling a little scared in his heart.

But what concerned him the most was why Lin Pingzhi chose Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"How do you know how to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms?" Zhou Botong stared at Lin Pingzhi with wide eyes.

"Why can't I?" Lin Pingzhi smiled.

Zhou Botong thought about it too, his brother Guo was taught by Hong Qigong.

Maybe it's normal for the old beggar to teach another one.

"Hmph, come again." Zhou Botong leaped towards Lin Pingzhi.

This time he did not use the martial arts taught by Quanzhen, but used the Destructive Claw from the Nine Yin Manual.

Lin Pingzhi's heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhou Botong using the Nine Yin Manual.

Then let's have a nine-yin vs. nine-yin!

"I can do it too!"

Lin Pingzhi's hands were like claws, and he directly grabbed Zhou Botong's Destructive Claws.

"How can you know the Nine Yin Manual!" Zhou Botong was shocked, the claws in his hand were not so hard.

With a sound of "clang", Lin Pingzhi's Destructive God Claw directly blocked Zhou Botong's Sharp Destroyer Claw, and drew a scratch on his arm.

Zhou Botong retreated quickly.

"How did you get your Nine Yin Manual!" Zhou Botong stared at Lin Pingzhi and asked.

The Nine Yin Manual was something his senior brother asked him to keep, and now a person who knows the Nine Yin Manual appeared in front of him, how could Zhou Botong not be alarmed.

"The meeting is the meeting, what does it have to do with you?" Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

He probably judged that Zhou Botong's martial arts was lower than Ouyang Feng's, but it should be about the same.

"Hmph!" Zhou Botong was not very happy.

He used the technique of fighting left and right, the left hand smashed the god claws, and the right hand held the demon fist.

Both are martial arts in the Nine Yin Scriptures, and they are displayed at the same time.

Seeing this situation, Lin Pingzhi immediately became interested in Zhou Botong's left and right fighting skills.

After winning, Zhou Botong must teach him how to fight left and right.

This is Zhou Botong's self-created exercise, if he wants to teach himself, Quanzhen has no choice but to teach others.

But the most urgent thing is to deal with Zhou Botong's combined skill of Destructing God's Claw and Subduing Demon Fist.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm."

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu is running rapidly in Lin Pingzhi's body, and his palm strength is as if he has the power of a dragon elephant.

With a sound of "clang", Lin Pingzhi's palm collided with Zhou Botong's claw.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi almost had the idea of ​​draining Zhou Botong dry with the Beiming magic power, but after thinking about it, forget it.

After all, his identity as Mr. Mingyue can be regarded as decent. This is a decent identity that has been managed with great difficulty, and cannot be wiped away at will.

After the collision, Zhou Botong was directly sent flying by Lin Pingzhi.

To Zhou Botong, this kind of pure power was too terrifying.

"puff--"

Zhou Botong spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ma Yu and the others didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to vomit blood from his uncle. Although they were very happy because Lin Pingzhi was stronger, they immediately became concerned when they saw Zhou Botong vomit blood.

"Master uncle." Ma Yu hurried over to help Zhou Botong up.

"Go away!" Zhou Botong shouted directly, his eyes were extremely serious, "I haven't surrendered yet."

Hearing Zhou Botong's words, Ma Yu was a little embarrassed.

He really didn't want the two of them to fight anymore, and they didn't want to see whoever was injured.

"Then come again." Lin Pingzhi said confidently.

"Come again!" Zhou Botong slapped the floor, and his whole body immediately bounced up.