After hearing about the competition between Long Yuncong and Wang Zijian, the huge open-air martial arts square was quickly filled with many spectators.
After all, they both come from wealthy families. In a sense, the strength of the younger generation directly determines the future direction of their respective families.
And for those small families that are attached to the two giant families, they naturally need to pay close attention.
Jiang Yingying stood with her hands behind her hands, standing directly in front, and suddenly asked the two old men behind her: "Two masters, of these two people, which one of you is definitely better and more powerful?"
The old man with a goatee on the left said: "Actually, you don't need to compare to know that in terms of skill, Wang Zijian is definitely more powerful."
The old man with a mustache on the right said: "But if we talk about character, the boy named Long is even better."
Jiang Yingying raised her eyebrows and said, "Where do you start talking about this?"
The two old men said in unison: "Zijian is very talented and has a certain talent for martial arts," but he is just a little smart, and he has a narrow mind, so it will be difficult for him to achieve great things in the future."
"As for Long Yuncong, although his temperament is straightforward and straightforward, his martial arts talent is mediocre."
Jiang Yingying sighed after hearing this: "Who says it's not the case? After all, no one is perfect."
The two old men laughed and said: "We all know that Miss Jiang has a very high vision. In Jiang Ning's generation, there has never been a young hero who can catch your eye."
Jiang Yingying did not say this. She turned around and looked at the white man in the distance from Zijian, and then asked, "This white man that Zijian brought seems a little unusual."
The old man with a goatee said: "This man's muscles are like muscles, his external strength has been practiced to the extreme, and his whole body is full of evil energy, but after all, he is only at the peak of his external strength."
Having said this, he paused, glanced at Tang Feng in the distance and said, "To be honest with you, Miss, I think that the short-haired young man brought by Long Yuncong is a little different."
"Tell him, Yiyi introduced him just now. This person seems to be named Tang Feng." Jiang Yingying said, turning her head to look at Tang Feng for a few times, and said thoughtfully: "This guy is ordinary, I can't see what he has."
What’s so different.”
The two old men said: "Actually, we can't tell. It's just that the feeling this child gives us is always a little different. Let's wait and see how it changes."
Besides, Wang Zijian and Long Yuncong, under the gaze of everyone, quickly walked into the martial arts square in the middle.
"Seriously, Mr. Long, I admire your courage, but I also feel sad for your stupidity and ignorance."
Wang Zijian said and sighed: "Why bother to come up and humiliate yourself when you know you are no match?"
Long Yuncong said: "Stop talking nonsense, who is strong and who is weak, let's see the real story under our hands!"
Although he said so and had Tang Feng's assurance just now, Long Yuncong still felt unsure in his heart.
After all, it's not like Tang Feng is playing in person. Even if he is a master of Huajin, he is still beyond his reach!
"Okay, in that case, I will help you. I want to see how you can show up in front of Yingying again after losing this time!"
As he spoke, Wang Zijian clenched his fists and stepped on his feet. His whole body was immediately thrown out like a sharp arrow. His speed was not bad, and he was in front of Long Yuncong in the blink of an eye.
Of course, this is just an outsider's perspective. In Tang Feng's eyes at this moment, Wang Zijian's speed was like a snail, like a slow movie playback.
In the final analysis, this prince's physical fitness is not around the seventh level of external strength. Although he is stronger than Long Yuncong, he is just a child in front of Tang Feng.
Long Yuncong's reaction was not slow, and he quickly dodged sideways, but in the end he was still a little slow, and was hit in the shoulder by a punch, causing him to retreat continuously.
"Sure enough, it's the fighting technique of the American super soldier!" Tang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. This fighting technique is decisive and decisive. It is more fierce than the Chinese military boxing because it is a life-threatening fighting style.
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Of course, if you want to maximize the power of this kind of fighting technique, the physical requirements are also very high, because this kind of fighting technique relies largely on the use of physical strength.
The Chinese martial arts are more about skills, which focus on leveraging strength and defeating ten levels with one force!
Long Yuncong suffered from pain in his left shoulder, and his entire arm was almost drooping.
"It seems that you haven't made much progress during this period of time. To be honest, you disappoint me!" Wang Zijian shook his head and pounced again.
Long Yuncong subconsciously looked towards Tang Feng, but when he saw that Tang Feng didn't have any instructions, he could only bite the bullet and go forward.
The two clashed, and although the battle was fierce, in most cases Wang Zijian was attacking, while Long Yuncong was passively defending.
"If nothing else, Long Yuncong will be defeated soon." said the two old men from before.
Jiang Yingying nodded and said: "Failure will happen sooner or later. His martial arts talent is not as good as Wang Zijian's."
As her voice fell, there was a sudden bang, and everyone saw that Long Yuncong was immediately shot backwards like a kite with its string cut off, and then crashed to the ground.
He opened his mouth suddenly and almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but finally managed to hold it back.
"It's terrible. It's really terrible. Your skills are even worse than last time. Really, I'm very disappointed. You're not even qualified to be my opponent now!"
Wang Zijian shook his head, walked over step by step, and looked at him condescendingly: "Admit defeat!"
Long Yuncong covered his chest and gritted his teeth: "If you want me to surrender, if you want me to surrender in front of the woman I love, even if it means death, it is absolutely impossible!"
When Jiang Yingying heard this, she raised her eyebrows and her face changed slightly.
The old man with goatee beard said: "I can't tell that this boy named Long still has true feelings for the lady."
The old man with a mustache said: "It's a pity that he just lacks talent in martial arts. Otherwise, given his family background, he would be a good match."
After hearing this, Wang Zijian was furious and shouted coldly: "Then don't blame me for being rude!" As he said that, he suddenly rushed over and pointed at Long Yuncong's right arm.
At this moment, Long Yuncong was seriously injured, and everyone undoubtedly knew that he had almost no room to parry in the face of such a sharp blow.
However, at this moment, Tang Feng, who was standing outside the court, suddenly said loudly: "Snake-like tail swing!"
Long Yuncong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but he quickly realized that this was not the move from the snake-and-crane martial arts that his grandfather taught him.
He didn't have time to think too much, he immediately used a snake-like tail swing, and the whole person flashed out from under Wang Zijian's eyes.
"Huh? You actually avoided it!" Long Yuncong was slightly surprised, and stepped forward again to strike with fists.
"Snake letters spit out pearls!" At this time, Tang Feng's cold shout sounded again in the square.
Long Yuncong didn't even think about it, he put his five fingers together and dug into Wang Zicong's eyes like a snake's letter.
Wang Zicong was taken aback and did not dare to go in again, so he quickly dodged.
"Surprisingly, I let you crack it again!" Long Yuncong failed to succeed, and his eyes suddenly glared at Tang Feng. Even Jiang Yingying and the two old men turned their heads to look over.