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Xiao Changhe is just a second-generation child of a playboy, with some money and some martial arts skills, so he is prone to act arbitrarily, self-centered, and does not understand the meaning of restraint.

If you are usually a character, Zuo Qingcang would not be angry or even ignore him. Maybe if you have time, you will find time to assassinate the other party.

But he is not Zuo Qingcang now, but a role named Zuo Zhicheng. As a poor, ordinary, and slightly talented young man, he stands up for his senior sister and is in charge of his senior sister. If such a young man is very calm, rational, and has no anger or arrogance when he goes on the stage, he is not really strange and will attract the attention of those who are interested.

So Zuo Zhicheng directly slapped Xiao Changhe. This slap not only made him more normal in the eyes of others, but also made him angry and expose his flaws.

Until he was slapped by the other party, Xiao Changhe was still a little stunned and a little unbelievable. But after a few seconds, this kind of stunned mind became a rage that soared into the sky.

"I'm killing you!" With a roar, the muscles on his back trembled violently, just like wings flaming, and his whole body rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng who was retreating.

Facing Xiao Changhe who was like a crazy tiger, Zuo Zhicheng had no intention of fighting hard, but just kept dodging, moving, and avoiding the opponent's edge. Of course, he did not dodge all of them, and from time to time he would be hit by the opponent's claws one or two, mostly blocking them with his arms.

Off the stage, Yao Youwei looked at the battle on the ring, shook his head and commented, "It's interesting, is Zuo Zhicheng very familiar with the Eagle Claw Technique?"

Qing Yueqiu, who was standing beside him, said with a slightest speech: "It should be that he had targeted training in advance. He is very familiar with the moves of the Eagle Claw Technique. And his reaction is a little faster than Xiao Changhe."

"Indeed, his strength and speed are not as good as Xiao Changhe. It seems that his innate cultivation is not as powerful as Changhe. This is a bit impressive." Yao Youwei looked at Zuo Zhicheng, who was moving less and less in the stands, and said: "But this kid's experience is still too immature. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been knocked down."

A person's reaction speed has a lot to do with his innate qualities and is also related to his familiarity with things. In the eyes of several martial artists with more eyesight in the arena, Zuo Zhicheng is lighter than Xiao Changhe and reacts faster. He seems to have been specially trained in advance how to deal with the Eagle Claw skills, so he can withstand Xiao Changhe's*-like offensive.

On the stage, Xiao Changhe's pair of eagle claws danced so hard that they were constantly attacking Zuo Zhicheng with pressure.

Xiao Jingyang looked at the red mark on his son's face, and his eyes became more and more gloomy. Even if he won this game, the incident that Zuo Zhicheng slapped Xiao Changhe in the face would definitely spread. Thinking of this, his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at Jiang Tianzheng.

In his opinion, Jiang Tianzheng specially trained Zuo Zhicheng to deal with the Eagle Claw Technique, and then came up to disgust them. But he didn't expect that Zuo Zhicheng had also practiced the innate qi. Although he had no spiritual vision, he could see that it was a quality that could only be possessed by practicing the innate qi.

Just as he was thinking this, a slap sound came from the ring again. Xiao Jingyang turned around in disbelief and looked at Xiao Changhe's cheek. His son was slapped by Zuo Zhicheng in the same position.

"Ah!" Xiao Changhe's eyes were red, like a mad tiger, and his moves were attacking Zuo Zhicheng's vital points. It seemed that he was completely immortal.

Everyone in the audience watched Zuo Zhicheng dodge and block under Xiao Changhe's attack, but was never defeated. The eyes that looked at Zuo Zhicheng became more and more surprised.

On the Haoran Martial Arts Hall, Jiang Tianzheng laughed with satisfaction. The training he conducted on Zuo Zhicheng did not seem to be in vain. Because he knew that there was a big gap between the two on the basis, in the past three months, his training on Zuo Zhicheng was not only for the Tianmen boxing to exercise the innate Qi, but also for the eagle claw skills of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall to carry out various defenses and dodges.

That's right, it's just a pure dodge, and only defense is not enough. Jiang Tianzheng's combat strategy is to keep dodging, allowing the opponent to actively expose his flaws.

Of course, if you want to achieve this goal, you must also anger the other party. But he didn't expect...

"It actually slapped in the face like this... I'm now a big deal with Liang Zi from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall..." Although he said this, Jiang Tianzheng's eyes were revealed with a faint smile.

On the ring, Xiao Changhe was slapped twice in a row, and was already angry. He stared at Zuo Zhicheng with his eyes tightly, like a mad dog, chasing the latter.

However, Zuo Zhicheng's dodging skills became more and more proficient in his ignorant steps. His originally chaotic steps became more and more stable and more proficient. He looked like he was wandering on a wire rope, and seemed to be attacked at any time, but every time he passed by Xiao Changhe's hands.

On the other hand, Xiao Changhe was already out of breath and his pace was messy after a furious attack.

Seeing this, Xiao Jingyang from the audience glared at him and said in his heart that he was not good.

Yao Youwei on the other side laughed: "If Xiao Changhe takes a steady step and presses on his physical strength little by little, Zuo Zhicheng will have no chance at all.

Unfortunately, two slaps made him look like this, which only means that his temperament is not calm enough."

On the other side, looking at Xiao Changhe who had become a defeated person, Qing Yueqiu didn't say anything, but he looked at Zuo Zhicheng's gaze and revealed a hint of doubt. It seemed that there was something strange that was difficult to explain.

On the ring, Xiao Changhe grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder with one claw, but Zuo Zhicheng skillfully flashed past him, and he quickly crashed into Xiao Changhe's arms, as if he had practiced hundreds or thousands.

In fact, it is too simple to dodge Xiao Changhe's attack with Zuo Zhicheng's strength. In addition, the newly added function of the left eye allows him to clearly see the changes in other people's strength. Often, before Xiao Changhe takes action, Zuo Zhicheng can judge what he is going to do through the flow of power and his own experience. This makes Xiao Changhe even less likely and makes Zuo Zhicheng pretend more natural.

Seeing Xiao Changhe being knocked into his arms by Zuo Zhicheng, Xiao Jingyang on both sides of the ring stood up, staring at the situation on the ring.

I saw Xiao Changhe being forced here, and I knew that it was time to decide the outcome. His claws made a trembling sound, just like a pair of eagle's claws, clutching tightly on Zuo Zhicheng's shoulders.

Zuo Zhicheng on the other side ignored him. After getting closer, he directly stamped his fists on Xiao Changhe's chest, and his whole body hit Xiao Changhe like he was close to the mountain.

With a bang! Xiao Changhe, who was already unstable, was shocked by the impact, and he stumbled backwards and fell under the ring.

Zuo Zhicheng's shoulders hissed, and two wounds were cut open by the eagle's claws, and blood remained along the wound.

But no one cares about this anymore, because no matter what injuries Zuo Zhicheng suffered, Xiao Changhe had been directly hit from the ring.

The winner is decided, and the difference is judged immediately.

Xiao Changhe caressed his chest that was still a little painful, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Zuo Zhicheng's shadow on the ring, and was about to climb up.

"I'm not convinced!"

"I haven't lost yet!"

Xiao Jingyang snorted coldly, and the table beside him was directly pressed by a pair of iron claws and five fingerprints were made. He coldly ordered the disciples beside him: "If you don't drag him down, you will be embarrassed."

Under the drag of five or six big men, Xiao Changhe was still struggling and trying to rush to the ring.

He shouted with a red face:

"Let me go! I'm not convinced! Let me go up and fight!"

"Zuo Zhicheng! That game just now didn't count. If you have the will, you can fight me again!"
Chapter completed!