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Chapter 75 Disappointing

Before, no one would believe it.

But Shen Jinghong won two games, which made people look forward to it.

Zhu Zijian came to the center of the martial arts training ground and pulled out the three-foot sword from his back: "No wonder you are willing to be Xia Qingchen's bitch. It turns out that he can really give you some bones to taste."

He clearly saw Shen Jinghong's transformation, but he still looked dismissive.

Moreover, he also uttered evil words.

"What's wrong with being a teacher and a bitch? I'm happy with it. It's none of your business! Stop being so sour!" Who is Shen Jinghong?

You have always been unruly and unruly, so how could you remain silent even after being scolded?

"With your virtues, even if you were reincarnated a hundred times, you wouldn't be able to match the teacher's hair!" Shen Jinghong didn't have any kind words.

You can imagine how Zhu Zijian, who was already jealous, felt when he heard this!

"Okay! Let me show you the difference between me and Xia Qingchen!" Zhu Zijian slashed across.

"Splitting sword!"

Shen Jinghong snorted coldly, feeling happy and not afraid.

"Seven Star Cloud-breaking Fist!"

The sword shadow and boxing skills blend into each other.

Flying up and down the training ground, intertwining with each other.

Every collision would erupt with strong aftermath, making such a loud noise that the spectators would be frightened.

"Ten rounds, already ten rounds!"

"Shen Jinghong has really soared into the sky!"

Zhu Zijian's Chen level six stacks had the absolute power to crush Shen Jinghong's cultivation. However, he was defeated by Shen Jinghong for ten rounds!

It turns out that Shen Jinghong also hid some strength.

That's fighting skills.

During more than a month of training, Xia Qingchen taught many boxing techniques, allowing Shen Jinghong to fight the weak against the strong without falling behind!

Twenty rounds have passed, thirty rounds have passed...

Until round one hundred and three.

Shen Jinghong gradually felt the lack of internal energy, and had no choice but to jump back, withdraw from the fighting circle, and admit defeat lightly.

However, there was no trace of defeat on his face, instead there was contempt in his eyes: "With your level, how dare you shout about the gap between you and the teacher?"

After a pause, Shen Jinghong suddenly said: "Yes, the gap between you and the teacher is indeed quite big. You probably are not even qualified to carry his shoes!"

ah!

Zhu Zijian was panting, and struck the martial arts training ground at his feet with his sword, cutting a finger-thick sword mark.

"How does a courageous gangster who has even abstained from the Fengyun Club have the right to compare with me?" He felt that the reason why Xia Qingchen did not participate in the Fengyun Club must be because he heard rumors that he wanted to make Xia Qingchen look bad in the Fengyun Club. That’s why he gave up suddenly!

Zhou Xuelin said coldly: "Don't arrange people there, Mr. Xia is much more powerful than you!"

Shen Jinghong also agreed: "If the teacher doesn't come, there must be a reason why he doesn't come."

"Hahaha!" Zhu Zijian laughed contemptuously: "A wimp who was scared away by me can be blown away by you. I really admire his skill in talking and deceiving you into being as loyal as a dog."

Shen Jinghong's eyes were cold and he wanted to refute, but he was very powerless in his heart.

To be honest, he was not sure whether Xia Qingchen suddenly gave up the game because he was afraid of Zhu Zijian.

Because he had no idea what Xia Qingchen's strength was.

"You have nothing to say? Then please shut up and stop patting that wimp on his face!" Zhu Zijian smiled proudly in the audience as he came first.

The referee also promptly announced the end of the semi-finals.

According to the ranking, Zhu Zijian is first, Shen Jinghong is second, Mang Yun is third, and Zhou Xuelin is fourth.

"Come forward and receive the award!" the referee said.

The rewards in this Fengyun Meeting are very generous.

Especially number one.

But, at this moment, three horses galloped in from outside the field.

Immediately there was a young man sitting on each side.

"The three heroes of Tianyong City come to meet the genius of Yungu City!"

Among the three people, the young man in the middle was carrying a long black iron sword and shouted loudly.

The people who came were none other than Zhao Lengdao and the others.

As soon as they rushed to Yun Gucheng, they encountered Yun Gucheng's annual storm meeting.

So they used their tricks to pretend to be the three heroes of Tianyong City, and competed with the strongest genius in Yun Gucheng.

And take the opportunity to kill it!

Because they believe that the person who can burn the island in the middle of the lake can only be the most powerful genius in the martial arts pavilion.

And the strongest one must be the number one in Fengyunhui.

Everyone on the auditorium was in an uproar.

Tianyong City is one of the largest cities in the Shenxiu Principality, and there are many talented people in the city.

Among them, Tianyong is the most famous of the three.

However, what caused an uproar was not their reputation, but their open challenge.

Fengyunhui is the highest martial arts ceremony for the young generation in Yun Gucheng.

The three heroes of Tianyong came to discuss at this time, which is definitely a provocation!

The Master of the Martial Pavilion and the Master of the Temple frowned at the same time.

"Pavilion Master, you can't back down!" the temple master said in a low voice.

If the outer city comes to challenge, it is better to choose the highest event. If you back down and don't fight, it will not only damage the reputation of Wuge, but also the entire Yun Gucheng.

The white eyebrows of the Martial Pavilion Master slowly wrinkled.

It doesn’t matter whether the comer is one of the Three Tianyong Heroes. What’s important is that the geniuses of the Yungu City Martial Arts Pavilion are only allowed to win and not lose!

"Accept the challenge!"

He gave the order, and Zhu Zijian, who was about to step forward to receive the award, hesitated.

He turned around and looked at the three menacing men behind him, his eyes flashing with coldness.

He is the number one in Fengyun Club, and if he openly provokes here, he will not be able to get along with his Zhu Zijian!

He walked like the wind and arrived ten feet away from the three of them.

"Which one of you is first?"

As the number one Zhu Zijian, of course he can only challenge the number one among them. The challenge is meaningful only if the status is equal.

Zhao Lengdao pointed at himself with his thumb: "I am first, he is second, and the latter is third!"

Qin Fei was second and Li Yuanjiang was third.

"Come here and lead me to death!" Zhu Zijian pulled out his long sword and pointed at Zhao Lengdao from a distance.

However, Zhao Lengdao shook his head: "You are not qualified to fight with me!"

While talking, Li Yuanjiang, who ranked third, walked out with a half-smile.

"I am not very talented and am ranked third. I want to test the level of your Yun Gucheng." Li Yuanjiang said politely, but his eyes were particularly arrogant.

He didn't take Yun Gucheng's masters into consideration at all.

"Go away! What qualifications do you have to challenge me?" Zhu Zijian shouted.

He is the number one in Yun Gucheng, how can he be willing to succumb to his status and fight against the opponent's third place?

"Haha, even though I am third, you may not be able to beat me." Li Yuanjiang stood calmly, playing with two balls leisurely in his hands.

During the stalemate.

Mangyun stood up and said: "Senior Brother Zhu, please step back and I will meet him!"

Hearing the news, Zhu Zijian slowly retreated and said: "We can only win, not lose!"

Mang Yun nodded and handed over to Li Yuanjiang: "I am Mang Yun, the third in the Yun Gucheng Fengyun Club, and I am here to learn your brilliant moves!"

Li Yuanjiang chuckled: "Okay, you might as well practice your skills first."

The two came to the center of the field.

After looking at each other, they immediately launched an attack.

"A hundred turns and a thousand times!" Mangyun's fingering technique was like a macro, and she clicked continuously.

Li Yuanjiang shook his head and chuckled: "The third person in Yun Gucheng is at this level? How disappointing!"

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