Wu Hong was carried down.

There is nothing to say, it is simply four words: success, success, defeat, and defeat.

This is how the martial arts competition in the national martial arts world is. Whoever has the biggest fist is right. If you lose the martial arts competition and can't beat others, then nothing will be useful.

The competition ended like this.

The tenth game started the last one, but the first one ended.

The people from the Bagua Sect also fainted a little.

"Is this Zhang Ye (Sunan pretended to be)?"

"Well."

"Old Eleven, can you compare with him?"

"Shan, I guess it's hanging."

"Did you see his move?"

"I just punched me, what do I think?"

"Yes, I can't tell which school he is from!"

Rao Aimin originally closed her eyes to rest, but when she heard the chat content of her fellow disciples, especially the one who reported to her family, she opened her eyes and looked at her, and found that the other party was not, "Okay, no need to discuss it, that young man has cultivated secret energy."

Lu Yuhu was stunned for a moment: "Hidden Jin? Senior Sister, isn't this the symbol of the master? How is it possible? That boy looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, how can he reach that level?"

The fifth senior sister Song Jiao smiled bitterly: "Senior sister is right. Under the secret force, there are few people in the entire national martial arts world who can compare with this person's strength. With ordinary practice techniques, the greatest strength a person can develop in his life is nothing more than that!"

...

After returning from Su Nan, he was surrounded by a group of people and was treated very well.

"Brother Zhang, I can't tell you are hiding it!"

“Where do it.”

"That brick is so wonderful! By the way, aren't you and this brother Chen Zhen really the same schoolmate?"

Chen Zhen is the pseudonym of Zhang Ye, the messenger here. Su Nan glanced at him, and the two looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time: "In some ways, they are indeed fellow disciples."

Everyone was suspicious.

What does it mean in some ways?

Zhang Ye looked at Su Nan carefully for a few seconds before turning his eyes away. Although he had many questions and many things he wanted to know, it was obviously not the time to discuss these things at this time.

Zhou Tianpeng, the leader of Zhou Jiaquan, did not look up at these competitions. There were also several old boxers of Zhou Jiaquan. They were not concerned about the "fighting and fighting" of these younger generations. At today's martial arts conference, only Rao Aimin was their trouble, and they only had this great enemy!

On stage, the competition ended one after another.

Both sides competed with weapons faster, and the competition for punches and feet was slower.

There is victory and losses.

There is a loss and there is a win.

After this battle, Southern Jiangsu also won a lot of attention.

Next, someone started calling again.

"Wu Yan, I have the ability to fight your grandpa!"

"Grandson, your silent grandfather is here!"

"Who is the grandson calling?"

"I call you grandson!"

"Who are you?"

"I am your grandpa!"

The two obviously had a deep personal grudge. They went up while scolding, and even beat and scolded.

"Take it, eat me and flirt with my vagina!"

"Haha, take your grandpa and I'll take my palm!"

"The grandson sees the challenge!"

"I'm watching your grandfather!"

The referee was so amused and laughed.

The people who hosted the National Arts Association were speechless and felt a little embarrassed. The national arts industry has now embarked on the route of marketization, regularization and high-end. However, the quality and education levels of these martial arts people are uneven. There are always some people who like to scold or fight with bricks or who like to scold and fight with bricks. They can't control them, so they can only turn a blind eye.

Anthony looked at the people who were shouting and scolding each other on the stage, turned his head and asked his master: "Master, do you have to scold like this during the martial arts competition?"

Su Nan glanced at him: "Shut up."

Anthony: “…Okay Master.”

Zhang Ye felt a little embarrassed when he was there. No matter what, there was a foreign friend here. He came to see the National Art Conference specifically, and this scene was seen. The impact was too bad.

On the stage, the competition ended one after another.

However, an unexpected person came out and turned out to be Zhou Laosi of Zhou Jiaquan. He was there when the hotel was in a group fight last night. Zhang Ye was fighting with him at that time. He looked provocatively in that direction: "Disable cultivator Chen Zhen, do you dare to fight me?"

The casual cultivators and the small sect were also stunned.

They subconsciously glanced at the red-haired "Zhang Ye" and looked at Chen Zhen (Zhang Ye himself), and their faces suddenly became strange.

A brick flying from the sky.

A Bagua Dragon Brick.

They are all made of bricks.

What does your big school mean?

The people from the sect were all excited. After watching the battle between the red-haired "Zhang Ye" and Wu Hong, they all remembered another one who made a brick. Maybe these two are really fellow disciples! This red-haired looks not easy to mess with, but the other one is not necessarily the case! To be honest yesterday, the brick was really average, and it is not comparable to Zhou Laosi.

"Come on, Brother Zhou! Let them play with bricks to see the skills of our great sect!"

"Yes, beat him!"

"Take him off!"

The casual cultivators and the sects were all filled with righteous indignation. What do you mean? Do you want shame?

"Brother Chen Zhen, don't go."

"Yes, their sect is shameless. Isn't this bullying?"

"You, Lao Si, are you a senior? Come out to challenge the junior?"

"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Shameless!"

Zhang Ye himself was also happy.

Su Nan looked at him provocatively: "Go? If you don't, I'll let my apprentice come."

Anthony glanced at Zhou Laosi and shook his head: "Forget it, Master, if I go, he is not my opponent."

Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, looked at Anthony in surprise, then looked at Zhou Laosi, and immediately said: "The shamelessness of the great sect, I believe all the casual cultivators have seen it? My junior brother ended the competition neatly before, and they knew that they could not confront my junior brother, so they wanted to challenge me, the senior brother!"

"Shameless, so shameless! You must be sexually wise! We wandering cultivators must not let their great sects look down upon you, right?"

"So, my junior brother and I have the same idea. I must be there today! Even if I can't beat him, I have to fight for two pieces of meat! I can't lose the dignity of our casual cultivators and small sects! I can't make their famous sects think we are easy to bully!"

When the people around him heard this, they cheered!

He is worthy of being a master!

They are all so bloody!

Sunan's mouth twitched: "You are taking advantage of me."

Zhang Ye smiled proudly: "Don't you take advantage of me too? I've used my name all. Okay, I'm going to go up and compete. Do you have anything to explain to me?"

Su Nan was slightly silent: "You just stand here and don't move, I'll buy a few oranges."

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and pointed at him the next second: "I'm gonna be."

"You've started to show off your literature in order to take advantage of me?" [If you don't understand this paragraph, go back and read Zhu Ziqing's "Back View" again, and you will know why you took advantage of it]

They only understand what the conversation between the two meant.

Because there is no Zhu Ziqing in this world!

...

Zhang Ye went out to fight, and the two bowed.

The next second, one brick and one palm ended the battle cleanly!

He is really a damn master!
Chapter completed!