Chapter 115 After you sing, I will appear on stage
It's rare to have such a cook around you. If you don't take advantage of him, how can you have the dignity to call yourself "the son of a landlord?"
The young master is proficient in fighting cocks and walking dogs, bullying men and dominating women, let alone exploiting a cook!
"Humph, just bet, there's no guarantee who will lose!"
"Okay, this is what I'm waiting for!"
Huang Rong had a very high vision and could see that Yang Kang's kung fu had already reached a certain level and that the girl could not match him. Therefore, she did not think that she would lose. Instead, she was secretly happy that she could finally defeat the bastard in front of her.
She was bullied several times by Jingzhou, and she felt very uneasy. She had been bullying others even though she had grown up.
Yang Kang and Mu Nian were going back and forth, and in the blink of an eye more than a dozen moves had passed.
One of the two men was quick in his attacks and the other was nimble in his movements. The group of people who watched them cheered.
At this time, there were still some people who were thinking about fishing in troubled waters, but when they saw Mu Nianci's extraordinary kung fu, they gave up their thoughts.
This girl's martial arts skills are truly extraordinary!
There was a sudden "chi" sound, Yang Kang's foot slipped, and he was kicked back by Mu Nianci, and half of his sleeve was torn off.
Jingzhou patted Huang Rong's shoulder and said with a smile: "How about it? I'm willing to admit defeat. It seems that the young master's future meals are all secured."
Huang Rong's face lost the previous excitement at this time. She didn't expect Yang Kang to be such a coquettish person. Since it was a martial arts competition, he still had such teasing thoughts. He was actually a silver spear and candle head!
"Let you bastard be proud." Huang Rong felt angry and pushed Jingzhou in. But for some reason, she regretted it as soon as she finished pushing.
When everyone saw that one more person had appeared, they became even more lively and clapped their hands and cheered, fearing that they would not have fun watching.
"This young man in purple clothes is so handsome, even better than the previous young man. It's just that he's so young, is that okay?"
"Now some people have seen it. There are three people competing in martial arts. Could it be that one girl can marry two husbands? Hahahaha..."
"Hey, this boy in purple is only wearing a thin shirt. I think he must have practiced kung fu to a certain level. Even Zhi Jing and Zhi Ping are not as good as Zhi Jing and Zhi Ping. It is true that a hero emerges from a young boy."
At that time, Wang Chuyi was also standing in the crowd. When he saw Jing Zhou, he was amazed in his heart.
Only when the internal strength reaches a certain level can one not be afraid of the severe cold. The entire Quanzhen Sect can only do this at this time, only Zhou Botong and the Seven Quanzhen disciples.
Seeing another person coming up from the audience, Yang Kang became angry and tore open the skirt of his robe, took off his coat, revealing the lake green tunic underneath, and said angrily: "We haven't decided the winner yet, let's do it again!"
Mu Nianci glanced at Jingzhou secretly with her beautiful eyes, and thought to herself: "Could it be that this young master also wants to compete in martial arts to attract a bride? Mu Nianci, Mu Nianci, how can you be so shameless..."
Jingzhou smiled at her before, which made her feel dazed. Now she saw that Jingzhou also came on the stage. He hadn't even competed yet, and he was already confused.
She had long been tired of these days of competitions to recruit brides, and the people who competed were even more vulgar.
If she could really marry a handsome young man, she would naturally be extremely happy. However, she was from an ordinary family and had never dared to think of being able to marry into a noble family.
Jingzhou glared at Huang Rong and thought to himself that this girl really doesn't care about other people's feelings when doing things, as long as she wants to do it.
She pushed herself and put herself in a dilemma. What should she do if she defeated Mu Nianci?
What should I do if I lose?
When Yang Kang saw that this man didn't know how to advance or retreat, and was still refusing to go down, he raised his right palm upwards and gave a false strike. This was a real effort, and a sharp wind blew up the green hair on Jingzhou's forehead.
"Brother Jing, be careful!" Guo Jing stood in the audience. Seeing this swift and violent palm, he couldn't help but worry for Jing Zhou and shouted to remind him.
"Although your kung fu is good, it's still not good enough in front of me."
Everyone saw Jingzhou's calm face. When the wind of the palm came to his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand and pointed it into a sword. He lightly touched Yang Kang's powerful palm, and Yang Kang seemed to stand up.
Unsteady, he staggered back several steps.
"Who knew that the boy in green turned out to be an embroidered pillow? That slap was so powerful, but the young man in purple knocked it back with a casual finger. Did this boy's legs get weak from playing too much last night?"
"I think that boy is probably bluffing. He was injured internally by that girl before, but he can't bear it because of his face. These young people don't know that face is the most worthless thing!"
"Fuck you, what do you know? In my opinion, the boy in purple used the legendary swordsmanship in the martial arts world. What is the name of that swordsmanship? What kind of magic sword is it!"
Yang Kang's retreat made a group of people stunned. In their opinion, the finger of the boy in purple was not as strong as his mother-in-law. If he had gone up, he could easily catch it.
But the boy in green was forced to take a few steps back by that soft finger!
Among these people, the only one who could see something of the situation was Wang Chuyi.
He had seen the charm of Jingzhou's finger in Wang Chongyang back then, but Jingzhou was too young.
Although he didn't believe that this young man could catch up with his master Chongyang, he put Jingzhou on the same level as himself, thinking that that finger used some kind of technique that he didn't know about.
"Brother, your martial arts skills are very strong. I am no match for you." Yang Kang's right arm was so numb at this moment that he couldn't use any strength at all. Jing Zhou's finger not only knocked him back, but also gave him a wave of alternating cold and hot strength.
His right arm was squirming, causing him unspeakable pain.
Knowing that the young man in front of him who looked younger than himself was very skilled in martial arts, Yang Kang stopped pestering him, changed his face, and wanted to make friends with the man in front of him.
If he could win this person into his palace, wouldn't it be like adding a great master?
"Young prince, do you need help?"
At this time, there were three more people in the crowd, it was Master Lingzhi, Peng Lianhu and Liang Ziweng.
The person who spoke was Liang Ziwen, a boy with fair hair and a smooth face.
When Peng Lianhu heard Liang Ziwen's words, he immediately took several steps back and distanced himself from him. He was even more frightened and said in his heart: "My mother, why did I meet this man? This old man Liang wants to die.
Don't drag me with you! Fortunately, our Yellow River Clan has kept to ourselves in the past few years and hasn't done anything overbearing. I hope this guy won't notice me, Old Peng."
The image of the purple clothes and the sword stained with blood left such a deep impression on him that he couldn't forget it. Sometimes he would wake up in his dreams.
In the past few years, he has been careful about everything he does, and people have even come to this capital from the south, just to avoid that man!
At this time, Liang Ziwen didn't know whether to live or die. He leaned on himself, but he couldn't follow him and make a fool of himself.
If you want to complain, just blame Old Man Liang for his bad fate and that he offended someone he shouldn't have offended!