martial arts inheritor

Chapter 44 Contest ([-])

Three days passed quickly.

In these three days, even though the three of them practiced ten times harder than before, when Zhang Zhenshan was asked about their chances of winning, the answer they got was still shaking their heads.

This shaking of the head represented a slim chance of winning.

Therefore, when the day of today's martial arts competition finally arrived, the faces of the three of them were full of dignity.

Early in the morning, the Martial Arts Field of the Martial Arts Hall had been packed, and a row of chairs had been set up on each side for the representatives of the top ten Martial Arts Halls who came to watch the battle to sit.

Near the wall, all the weapons on the rows of weapon racks were replaced with brand new ones.

Ready, just after eight o'clock, Zhang's martial arts hall welcomed the first guest.

However, the person who came was not from any of the top ten martial arts gyms, but a white-haired old man who was pushed in by a young woman who looked like a junior in a professional attire behind him, sitting in a wheelchair.

I don't know where this person came from, but Zhang Zhenshan put down his business and went to meet him personally after receiving his disciple's report on his appearance.

"Hahaha! Brother Liu, what brought you here?" Zhang Zhenshan let out bursts of joyful laughter, as if meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, he walked over quickly and pushed the old man there In the innermost row, the woman stood behind the old man step by step.

Although this old man in a wheelchair has never practiced martial arts and is not a member of the martial arts circle, he is indeed his old friend.

"Your grandson and his friends have done such a great thing during this period of time. Even I, who is half buried in the ground, have heard about it. How can I not come and see it?"

The old man in the wheelchair laughed loudly, and as he spoke, he let out a little surprise, looked around, and asked, "Where's Cheng Wu's child?"

"Cheng Wu and the others are still practicing martial arts in the back, preparing for today's competition!"

The two were exchanging pleasantries, and some people came in from outside, all of them were sent by the top ten martial arts halls to watch the battle, and most of them were at the level of the master of the gymnasium. Obviously, in their eyes, today's martial arts competition between a few young people is very difficult. Interesting.

At noon, when the disciples under the gate finally shouted loudly: "The Tongbi Boxing Gym and the God Leg Gate are here!", one of the two contestants walked in slowly.

There was a sudden silence in the room, everyone stopped talking and looked at the group of people who came in.

It is said to be a group of people, but in fact it is only five people, the two hosts at the head and the three fighters following behind.

"They're finally here, huh! Wei Siyuan, an old guy, likes to appear at the last moment as always, enjoying the attention of everyone, as if he is very powerful!" Next to Zhang Zhenshan, the old man in a wheelchair snorted coldly, speaking The room was full of dissatisfaction with Wei Siyuan, the old head of the Tongbi Boxing Gym, as if there was some festival between the two sides.

Squinting his eyes, staring closely at the old man in purple robes on the front left, with a mighty figure like a gorilla, a sharp light flashed in Zhang Zhenshan's eyes, and he said slowly: "Don't say that, he is a dragon and phoenix after all. A well-known master on the list should have some style!"

"It's only the tenth place, just the bottom, but you are the seventh in the dragon and phoenix list, ranking above him!" The old man in the wheelchair was still dissatisfied.

"The ranking is just a false name, and I think his current strength is not inferior to mine!"

As Zhang Zhenshan said, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of three young people behind him, two men and a woman, who paused for a moment on the woman, and was about to withdraw, as if he had discovered something, his eyes suddenly paused, and he took a deep look at the right side The man seems to want to see through this person.

The young man's cultivation base is not weak, Zhang Zhenshan's eyes fell on him, he noticed it, but when he looked up, Zhang Zhenshan stopped looking at him, but got up to meet him.

"Haha! Brother Wei, Brother Feng, we haven't been together for quite a while!"

Even though there will be a big battle between the two sides, at this moment, he still has a friendly smile on his face, shaking hands with Wei Siyuan and Feng Liang, who are also smiling, and exchanging greetings.

If there are people who don't know, I'm afraid they will be regarded as close friends with deep feelings.

It's just that none of the people present would think that they are best friends.

After the three of them exchanged pleasantries, they came to the front row and sat down side by side. The three young men, a man and a woman, stood behind Wei Siyuan and Feng Liang. There was also a man who found a man himself. Sit down.

This person is exactly the one Zhang Zhenshan paid attention to.

His actions aroused the displeasure of several other martial arts disciples around him, who stared angrily, and some even cursed directly.

"Which family are you a disciple of? Why are you so ignorant of etiquette? Don't you know that only elders can sit here?" the square-faced, ordinary-looking man asked loudly.

"Where did this wild boy come from? He really had a mother but no father. How dare he be so casual in front of so many seniors!" A handsome man with a handsome face said in a strange tone.

"court death!"

Hearing these words, the young man's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened suddenly, his figure was like lightning, he stood up from the chair, stepped in front of the handsome man with two steps, raised his palms and said, "Papa "The two palms left a palm print on each of the man's cheeks, and the originally handsome face looked extremely ugly at the moment.

"Swearing doesn't take people's parents away. I taught you this sentence. I hope you remember it!"

After the two slaps were finished, the young man turned around and sat back on his seat in the blink of an eye, closing his eyes. The speed and skill of the movement made some people who were originally dissatisfied suddenly melt the dissatisfaction in their hearts It disappeared in smoke.

Looking at the young man who was sitting peacefully on his seat, as if he had never done anything, the faces of many senior masters present showed a little solemnity.

One of them looked at Wei Siyuan and Feng Liang, laughed, and said: "What a handsome young man, he is handsome, and his kung fu is even better. I wonder which sect of disciples he is from?"

Before Feng Liang could open his mouth, Wei Siyuan laughed and said: "Haha! This is a junior of my good friend, named Wang Mulin. He only knows martial arts on weekdays and rarely interacts with others. Already!"

After all, he seemed unwilling to talk about Wang Mulin, looked at Zhang Zhenshan, and said: "Brother Zhang, it's already noon, and everyone is here, if not, let's start!"

Zhang Zhenshan looked at the time, nodded, and whispered to a disciple behind him: "Call the three of them out!"

Hearing this, the disciple hurriedly turned around and ran towards the inside.

After a while, the three of Li Tian walked out slowly.

"Grandpa!" "Grandpa Zhang!"

The three first saluted Zhang Zhenshan, and then saluted all the seniors present at the same time.

"I have seen all the seniors!"

"Okay! Know the etiquette, respect the elders, good boy!" Immediately, some senior masters stroked their beards and laughed, and praised repeatedly.

The three of them stood behind Zhang Zhenshan with calm faces.

"Okay, let's start!" Feng Liang spoke for the first time, with a hint of impatience in his tone, and a look of displeasure.

There was only a clear and loud sound of gongs and drums coming from nowhere, followed by a loud shout
"The contest begins! For the first round, please send one person from each side to play!"

"The visitor is a guest, so it's easy for the host and the guest. Brother Wei or Brother Feng's proud disciples are invited to come out first and show off their demeanor!" Zhang Zhenshan said.Knowing who the opponent is first, and then dispatching the appropriate challenger according to the opponent, he wants to take advantage of it at the beginning.

Wei Siyuan didn't care at all, and said directly: "Xing Chao, since that's the case, you go first!"

The young man behind him walked out step by step and stood in the center of the martial arts arena.

"Tomb Boxing Gym, Xue Xingchao, who will teach me?"

(End of this chapter)