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Xiao Changhe naturally failed to come to power again.

Although everyone in the ring knew that his strength was "stronger" than Zuo Zhicheng, losing was losing, and winning was winning. Zuo Zhicheng won Xiao Changhe based on his own characteristics, preparation in advance, and appropriate tactics. That was to win.

Even if some people disagree with this, they cannot change the result.

As soon as Zuo Zhicheng stepped down, Jiang Qing and Xiaolan immediately came up. The big mouth behind him, A Fei and others were already cheering.

"Good! I'm worthy of being my junior brother." Jiang Qing wanted to hug Zuo Zhicheng, but found that the other party's shoulders were still bleeding, so she could only put down her hand awkwardly.

Xiaolan on the other side walked up anxiously and started bandaging Zuo Zhicheng: "Brother Zuo, it must be very painful. You have left so much blood, are you dizzy?"

Zuo Zhicheng smiled and shook his head, looked at Jiang Tianzheng who was walking towards him, and nodded slightly, "Master... It's a pity that I'm not able to participate in the next big competition."

"It's okay, just win." Jiang Tianzheng said with a smile: "There is your senior sister in the Dabie. When today's event is over, we will go to Huanhailou to celebrate together. I'll treat you!"

The students from Haoran Martial Arts School around immediately cheered again.

Compared to the warmth of Haoran Martial Arts Hall, the situation in Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall was dull. Xiao Changhe lowered his head and walked to Xiao Jingyang. He raised his head, and the slap marks on his face were still obviously red.

"Dad, let me fight him again." Xiao Changhe breathed in his breath and said, "I will definitely beat him out this time, I..."

With a bang, Xiao Jingyang slapped Xiao Changhe in the face: "You are not too embarrassed enough. Go back to the martial arts hall."

Xiao Changhe was frustrated, but he did not dare to disobey his father's orders. He could only walk towards the gate of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall with a look of hatred. Just as he passed by Xiao Jingyang, the latter whispered in his ear: "For three months, no move to Zuo Zhicheng is allowed."

He knew too well that his son would never be able to swallow this breath. It was a foregone conclusion to secretly touch Zuo Zhicheng. But he knew that it would not work now, at least he could not start immediately after the competition. It would be too easy for people to criticize him, so he warned Xiao Changhe in advance not to do anything.

In the direction of Yanwu Hall on the side, Zhou Xingyun's face was covered with clouds. He placed a bet, and Zuo Zhicheng lost a total of 1,000 yuan, but he never expected Zuo Zhicheng to win.

1,000 yuan was almost 80% of his savings. He wanted to take it out and make a little profit and please Xiao Changhe, but he never expected that he would lose like this.

A junior brother beside him said, "This Zuo Zhicheng is quite powerful, he actually won all this."

"That's amazing." The fat on Zhou Xingyun's face vibrated, and anger ejaculated in his small eyes: "Just be smart, don't let me touch him during the competition..."

Next, Xiao Jingyang seemed unwilling to continue to worry about this exhibition match, or to make things go quickly, he stopped talking nonsense, and started the competition directly.

That is, the registered contestants took turns to go up and, under the witness of the owners and students of the 18 martial arts halls, they decided the winner one by one.

There were more than 40 people who signed up for this time, and the knockout rounds were held in turn. Until the last four people were left, the top three were decided in the semi-finals and finals.

Zuo Zhicheng did not participate in the next big competition because of his shoulder injury. Although the wound on his shoulder was actually just a minor injury to him, and it could not even affect his real strength. However, he was willing to not participate in the competition and reduce his exposure to the public.

On the other hand, Jiang Qing made great progress with her solid Tianmen boxing skills and innocent skills and directly advanced to the semi-finals. During this process, Zuo Zhicheng watched all the competitions. Although his level was not high, he recorded many techniques of exercising strength in martial arts schools with his super observation skills.

However, most of the fighting styles and martial arts in these martial arts schools are similar to those he learned in his previous life, and there is nothing special about it. For Zuo Zhicheng, it is better than nothing.

The final four major players are Jiang Qing from Haoran Martial Arts Hall, Wang Qiang from Xinlu Boxing Club, Zhou Xingyun from Yanwu Hall, and a Han Teng from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall.

Because Xiao Changhe was too embarrassed to play against Zuo Zhicheng, he didn't even participate in the competition and left directly, and didn't know where he went. He took this opportunity to grab the top four positions, making Xiao Jingyang's face even more ugly.

As for the Hante from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, it was Zuo Zhicheng who felt a little strange before. His strength was much stronger than that of other people in the Martial Arts Hall. His name was Rihuo. His pair of eagle claws were extremely domineering. Most of the people who fought with him were injured, making him a favorite to win the championship.

The semi-finals were drawn to determine the opponent, and the final result was Wang Qiang vs. Jiang Qing, and Rihuo vs. Zhou Xingyun.

Although the next game was very popular for everyone present, it was very boring for Zuo Zhicheng. I won’t explain it in detail here.

It was said that Wang Qiang defeated Jiang Qing, and Rihuo easily defeated Zhou Xingyun. Then when Rihuo and Wang Qiang decided to win, they directly pinched Wang Qiang's thigh bone with one claw.

Seeing his opponent lying on the ground screaming, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Rihuo's mouth.

He looked at the people in the Haoran Martial Arts Hall and made a throat-cutting action. Then he walked off the stage with a laugh.

Jiang Tianzheng frowned: "What a heavy evil spirit, he can use the eagle claw skills to directly pinch Wang Qiang's thighs. His strength is probably no longer below Xiao Jingyang. When did Haoran Martial Arts Hall accept such an apprentice?"

"Huh, fortunately I didn't go up and fight him." Jiang Qing, who was standing beside him, patting her chest and saying, "This guy's eagle claws are so powerful."

When Haoran Martial Arts Hall looked at Rihuo and walked downstairs, he saw the people and horses from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall cheering, all looking at Haoran Martial Arts Hall with provocative expressions.

Xiao Jingyang, who had been gloomy for a day, finally smiled, patted Rihuo on the shoulder, and looked at Haoran Martial Arts Hall with a sneer.

Before the two martial arts schools knew it, they were incompatible with water and fire.

Next came another speech, and the activity on the first day of the competition was over. Xiao Jingyang invited the other seventeen martial arts halls, plus his own Chaoyang martial arts hall, and booked the entire Lanyun Opera House to have dinner together to watch it in the evening.

Although both sides were already in the same situation, they still had to do the superficial skill. So Jiang Tianzheng accepted the invitation and took his disciples around him to the Lanyun Opera House for a banquet.

Zuo Zhicheng was interested in eating, but he was no longer interested in operas in this world. However, just as he walked out of the Lanyun Opera House alone and was about to go to the toilet, several black shadows followed him secretly.

Because Xinlu Port does not have a developed urban drainage system, the toilets are generally built from restaurants and houses.

When Zuo Zhicheng walked to the toilet in a small courtyard, Xiao Changhe was already blocking his face with a ferocious look on his face.

Behind Zuo Zhicheng, including Zhou Xingyun and several other disciples from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, they had slowly wrapped up around them and looked at Zuo Zhicheng in front of him with a playful look on his face.

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