Luo Yinshan frowned: "The skills in the arena are nothing more than making friends through martial arts. Why do you, such a rude man, hurt others with your words?"
"Isn't it just a fight? What nonsense? Third grandpa will be your teacher today and teach you what Kung Fu is."
Cheng Dalei covered his face. If he really had the ability to say this, he would have done it. But Mr. Zhang, after those two blows, didn't he just get beaten?
Luo Yinshan gritted his teeth in anger: "What a rude man, I hope your ability is as strong as your tone. There are weapons over there. Do you want to compete with fists and kicks or weapons?"
There was a row of weapon racks beside the ring, with swords, spears, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks on them. Zhang Fei walked over and pulled out a spear from the weapon rack.
Luo Yinshan waved his hand and ordered his men to bring his iron whip over.
"The black-faced man, the sword has no eyes, please be careful!"
"come!"
Mr. Zhang shouted loudly, and everyone's ears were buzzing. When they came to their senses, Mr. Zhang had already rushed over with an iron spear in his arms. He was like a black horse, and the tip of the spear was piercing Luo Yinshan's throat.
"Stab the sky!"
Luo Yinshan was shocked. The spear came so quickly and with such force that he had no way to parry it.
Unable to catch it, he had no choice but to retreat. His body dwarfed and the spear pierced his head.
Luo Yinshan broke out in a cold sweat. He must not spy on this black-faced man.
"Tie to the ground."
The spear hit his head hard, and Luo Yinshan hit the ground with a stick. Although he narrowly avoided it, he was so frightened that he even lost his soul.
"Catch the pigs."
The spear was thrown horizontally, forcing Luo Yinshan to retreat step by step. Luo Yinshan's heart collapsed. The first two moves sounded normal and majestic, but the third move sounded like...are you treating me like a pig?
Cheng Dalei became energetic at this moment. Mr. Zhang was so amazing that he could actually force Luo Yinshan into such a situation. He had just checked that Luo Yinshan's level was top-notch. Looking at Zhang Fei's information now, he was surprised to find that his level was
Has been promoted to excellent.
He is indeed a person with legendary potential. How long did it take him to give him the "Three-Handed Spear", and he upgraded so quickly.
On the ring, Luo Yinshan had already gained a firm foothold. He used an iron whip, which is said to be one inch longer and one inch stronger, and one inch shorter and one inch dangerous. He saw the opportunity to force the third master within three steps, making it impossible to use the spear in his hand.
After three moves, Mr. Zhang showed signs of exhaustion. Cheng Dalei sighed, pitting the best against the best, although he could take advantage for a while, it would be difficult to win.
However, Luo Yinshan hit harder and harder, and the iron whip in his hand made him look majestic. It turned out that this black-faced man only hit hard in the first three moves, and then he fell into disarray. Huh, he is nothing more than a fool with no ability. Today I want to give you some color to see.
You know what the sky is and the earth is thick.
With a slight movement of his feet, Luo Yinshan used his nimble footwork to get behind Zhang Fei, picked up the iron whip and hit him on the back of the head.
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
There was a loud shout, but a young man in white robes rushed onto the ring and shot Luo Yinshan away with one shot.
This person is naturally Zhao Zilong.
As soon as he made his appearance, the audience cheered in unison, and some young ladies kept ogling him.
Tsk!
Sure enough, appearance is justice. Zhao Zilong is really handsome, and his white robe and silver spear are so handsome. A girl with Zhao Zilong's appearance can get her to marry him, but with Zhang Fei, she can only get a job in the next life.
The cow has become a horse.
"Third brother, please watch the battle from the sidelines. Leave this person to me."
Mr. Zhang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Thanks to Zhao Zilong's timely appearance, if Gancai had been whipped, his life would have been at stake here.
After Luo Yinshan won a match, he felt a little arrogant and said to Zhao Zilong: "Where did this kid come from? He is the same as that black-faced man. Grandpa sees that you are young and doesn't want to take your life, so get out of here."
"Zilong, don't spare him, show him some mercy." Zhang Fei was defeated and shouted in the audience.
Zhao Zilong raised his sword eyebrows and stretched out his spear. He was dressed in white and looked like a golden dragon out to sea.
"good!"
The audience cheered in unison, mostly from the mouths of the older girls and younger wives. Luo Yinshan was shocked, what was going on, they were all crazy.
Cheng Dalei also felt as if he had seen fans of certain idols in his previous life. How could they be so excited?
With the support of countless cheerleaders, Zhao Zilong seemed to have divine help and used the iron gun in his hand to perform tricks. However, Luo Yinshan was demoralized and suffered a series of defeats. Within twenty rounds, Zhao Zilong used a move to turn his back to the green dragon.
good!
Luo Yinshan never thought that he would be defeated, and the defeat came so quickly. When he fell to the ground, he didn't understand what happened. When he came to his senses, he only saw a cold light piercing towards him.
"no, do not want!"
wipe!
The tip of the spear pierced Luo Yinshan's forearm, eliciting a shrill scream. He had already become famous for his iron claw skills and was known as the Iron Claw Eagle. This time his forearm was broken. Even if he could reconnect it well, his kungfu would be greatly reduced.
Lying on the ground, covering his arms with his hands, he stared at Zhao Zilong with vicious eyes.
good!
However, the audience was boiling like boiling white porridge. Young women took off their sachets and threw them on the stage. In an instant, Zhao Zilong was bathed in a rain of sachets.
Legend has it that there was a beautiful man Pan An. When he was walking on the street, the flowers and fruits thrown by the girl could fill a cart. Looking at this scene, Cheng Dalei secretly sighed: Pan An is reincarnated, and this is it.
Speaking of which, there is no difference in appearance between myself and Zhao Zilong. Generally speaking, they are about the same. Why have I never encountered such a situation?
Gee, it seems that there is something wrong with the aesthetics of Yangzhou City.
Zhao Zilong picked up the two hundred taels of bounty money on the ring, jumped off the stage, and handed the money into Cheng Dalei's hands.
But there was a commotion all around, and all the young ladies and young wives were crowding in, with expressions on their faces as if they were trying to eat Zhao Zilong alive.
"Everyone, calm down, he is still a child, don't do this..."
Zhao Zilong is only fifteen years old this year, and according to Cheng Dalei's point of view, he is just a child.
"Everyone, I am his agent. If you have any requests, please tell me. He is tired and needs to rest."
No one paid any attention to Cheng Dalei. These women rushed here like crazy. This scene shocked Cheng Dalei and others.
He grabbed the silver baggage in his hand and shook it away with his hand, and the broken silver fell like rain.
"I am happy today and rewarded you."
Crowds of people crowded around, some of them were robbing money, and some of them were coming for Zhao Zilong. They crowded together in a chaotic manner. This also separated the people from the Golden Dragon Escort Bureau.
"The boss is in charge, the wind is blowing hard."
"Tha hoo hoo hoo."
Cheng Dalei took advantage of this opportunity and ran away quickly. He didn't know how far he ran, and he was relieved when he saw that no one was chasing him.
Cheng Dalei was out of breath from running and patted Zhao Zilong on the shoulder: "I didn't expect that you have the potential to become an idol."
"What is an idol?" Zhao Zilong looked confused.
"Uh..." Cheng Dalei pointed to himself: "People like me are idols."