Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 314 Mad Martin, Mysterious Yang Sen

Martin is a middle-aged man with mean eyes and mischievous eyes and a scruffy body. He has always looked the same, and he looks the same now.

So as soon as he came on stage, everyone booed and wanted to blow him off the stage, but he didn't care, with a look of shamelessness, holding a hard wooden club for beating dogs, and said to the people who booed him in the audience : "I just look old, but I'm not old..."

Someone below couldn't stand it any longer, saying that you are a beggar, what kind of wife are you still thinking about?Can you afford it?

Martin giggled and said that he couldn't support his wife, but she could support me.

Everyone cursed shamelessly, but his face suddenly became very serious, and he said sharply: "What's the matter, you guys, do you discriminate against my gang of beggars?"

As soon as he said this, no one dared to answer.

The gang of beggars that Martin mentioned was actually the gang of Huazi. In the past, they were just a bunch of rotten people working in this industry. They didn’t have the loyalty in the novels of chivalrous men.

However, in recent years, the Huazi Gang in northern Hubei has produced a powerful character called the Hualian God Beggar. He also intends to expand the influence of beggars in the Jianghu, so he treats his colleagues very righteously, and repeatedly strikes out, causing a lot of troubles.

I once heard Ma Yi'ao talk to me about this.

Because of this, the painted-faced beggar was in the limelight and was looking for trouble everywhere. Although everyone was not afraid, they didn't want to get into trouble, so they stopped talking.

After Martin blocked everyone in the audience with words, he turned around, cupped his hands in the direction of the Hengtang old demon, and said, "Ma Sanyan, 33 years old, from Yinchuan, Ningxia—senior won't talk to the group of people in the audience who have no knowledge. I'm not allowed to fight, right?"

33?
This guy is simply talking nonsense with his eyes open. With his appearance, no one may believe him when he says forty.

However, the Hengtang old demon seemed very calm, and said lightly: "In martial arts competitions, regardless of wealth and appearance, the sons and daughters of the world only rely on the skills in your hands. If you can win that Ye Jihuan and successfully defend the ring, it will be considered A blessing in disguise for my daughter.

Hearing this, Martin laughed arrogantly, then cupped his hands at the Hengtang old demon, saying that his predecessor was a hero in Hunan, but seeing him now, it was as expected.

Several people were talking on the stage, and I whispered: "This guy jumped out for no reason, it doesn't look normal."

Ma Yi'ao didn't have too many emotions and emotions. When he chose to leave, he had already let go of this grievance. At this moment, he just smiled slightly, and then said: "See it?"

When I talked about what was going on, I felt that he came out on purpose to make trouble.

Ma Yi'ao said that he stood up, probably to help others test the bottom line of the Hengtang old demon, not because he really wanted to marry the beautiful and flowery Miss Peng Liumei, and embrace her.

I couldn't get my head around it, saying he wasn't recruiting relatives for the martial arts competition?
Just as the two of us were whispering, a fight broke out on the stage, and Ma Yi'ao said, "Let's watch first, and you'll know what the hell he wants to do in a while."

While speaking, the situation on the stage was changing. Martin held a hard wooden stick in his hand and began to attack repeatedly. The stick in his hand rolled like a dragon, and it was fierce and decisive when it came up.

Compared to Martin, A Huan, who won four rounds in a row, maintained the style of the previous few rounds, taking it easy, just like the posture of an old man and an old lady practicing Tai Chi in the park.

However, every time he moved and flipped, he avoided Martin's long stick with precision, and did not let him take the lead.

But then, the hard wooden stick in Martin's hand became stronger and stronger, and the shadow of the stick trembled, almost filling A Huan's whole body.

His cudgel technique should have been practiced hard and he is quite good at it, even in the eyes of me, who has been educated by top cudgel experts, it is considered very good.

Although this kind of stick method cannot be compared with Cangzhou's spear and stick master Zhao Sheng and Yang Lin, the instructor of the 80 forbidden army, it is even worse than the methods of Nanhua's predecessors.

But from so many people I know, this stick method can also be regarded as a first-class method.

Taking advantage of the cheapness of the weapon, and having the spirit of entering the ring for the first time, Martin fought steadily for the next time. After gaining the upper hand, he began to encircle and suppress A Huan.

The hard wooden stick began to rain down. Martin kept moving, trying to avoid the stick, but in the end he was hit a few times.

Especially the one stabbed in his right leg, which made him limping straight away, making it difficult for him to move. Seeing that Martin was about to take advantage of the victory and chase after him, he shouted loudly, "Wait, I want to use a weapon too."

He had previously held the position and did not take the initiative to take the weapon, thinking that he should defeat the opponent quickly, but only now did he realize that this humble beggar is actually so powerful.

Martin didn't listen to the greeting at all, and continued to move forward, not listening at all. Seeing that A Huan was about to lose, he threw a nunchaku from the audience, and A Huan caught it, which stopped Martin's attack.

However, in the following time, Martin did not give A Huan a chance to calm down, and the offensive was like a tide and a storm.

A Huan was good at overcoming rigidity with softness, but the problem was that the enemy's offensive was really fierce. The string broke after a short while of stalemate, but at this time, Martin still didn't hold back his hand, and the stick fell like raindrops.

In the previous few rounds, A Huan was pushing people out of the stage to judge the winner or loser, but at this moment, his opponent was merciless and wanted to knock people down to determine the outcome.

After a while, A Huan's body was covered with scars, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he looked very miserable.

Even so, he still has the heart to win and insists on not stepping down.

Seeing his companion, he was already in a panic and was blocked by others, unable to go up, so he shouted loudly from the audience: "A Huan, come down, A Huan, or you will die..."

But Ah Huan couldn't hear it, she gritted her teeth and persisted.

He was really unwilling to give up. Firstly, it was because of his love for Peng Liumei. Another point was that he was really annoyed. He felt that his strength was not much different from that of his opponent. The current defeat was only because of his previous entrustment, and The result of the wheel battle.

But there are so many reasons to talk about in the arena, and Martin will not give him any chance. In the end, he directly threw a stick and broke A Huan's leg bone.

The boss on the stage, Du Ziteng, couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward to stop it.

The Hengtang old demon invited Hu Hanlin, a well-known genius doctor in Jianghu, who has the most experience in treating this kind of fight. As soon as the fight was over, he immediately went on stage and dragged the person to the back for treatment, trying not to leave too many sequelae.

After a commotion, the ring guard remained on the stage.

The pseudonym was Ma Sanyan's Martin.

When everyone saw his behavior just now, they were quite disdainful, but Martin didn't care at all. After turning the hard wooden stick in his hand into a flower, he challenged the audience, saying come, come, come, who will come again?
This guy's behavior aroused public anger, and several young people immediately came up to fight with him, but in the end they all ended in failure.

This Martin's cultivation level is not high, but it is not low, and he has a lot of experience in fighting with others. Among these young people, although some cultivation bases are stronger than him, none of them can stand his cunning. Accidentally exposed flaws, and eventually lost.

When the fourth person was defeated, there was a brief silence in the field.

It's not that there are no masters off the field.

Even though the age limit is under 35 years old, among the people who came here, apart from a small number of spectators, there are still many more powerful characters. This can be seen from my observation come out.

It's just that although there are many people, the targets are also scattered. Although many masters can't understand Martin's behavior, because the person they like is not the eldest sister Peng Liumei, they are limited by the rules, so they finally didn't make a move.

There were also some people who came for Peng Liumei, but because of their limited strength, seeing the defeat of the previous few, they felt uneasy, and they still didn't dare to stand up.

Various reasons made the scene a little awkward, and after defeating the acquaintances, Martin showed a frenzy, pointed at the audience with the long hardwood stick for beating dogs, nodded, and then proudly said: "Is there any more?" People? If there is no one, Ma, I am going to have a bridal chamber today, hahaha, such a beauty, hugged on the bed, with red waves, oh my, how turbulent it must be..."

He laughed loudly and talked wildly. I got Ma Yi'ao's reminder, knowing that this guy has another purpose, so stay still.

But in the end, someone couldn't bear it any longer, and jumped onto the stage with a point on his toes.

The man was not tall and young, but he was dressed in old-fashioned clothes. He was wearing a black shirt and cloth shoes, like an antique that had been around for decades.

After he took the stage, he cupped his hands towards the Hengtang Old Demon, and said calmly, "Yang Sen, 27 years old, from Yanjing."

The Hengtang old demon nodded and said yes.

The young man named Yang Sen turned around slowly, looked at Martin, and said calmly, "As you wish, I am here, Mr. Martin."

Martin sneered and said I don't know what you are talking about, my name is Ma Sanyan.

Yang Sen shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "No matter what your name is, it has nothing to do with me."

He walked to the edge of the high platform, and said to the staff in charge of the weapons rack: "Trouble, give me a long gun."

The man asked, "What gun?"

There are many kinds of long spears. In addition to ordinary red-tasseled spears, there are also ancient spear spears, pear flower spears, hook sickle spears, nine-curved spears, Taining pen guns, Yanling spears, etc. The Hengtang old demon is well prepared, so the man I just asked this question.

Yang Sen said calmly, "The most common kind."

The man nodded, took down the red-tasseled gun, and handed it over. Yang Sen took the gun, weighed it in his hand, dragged the gun to the ground, and said to Martin, "Come on."

Martin sneered, but Ma Yi'ao turned his head and said to me: "Do you think this young man looks like a person?"

(End of this chapter)