Looking at Yang Xiaolou, who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, Pei Yanzhi also felt a lot of emotion in the audience, this is the style of the grandmaster, in one sentence, it made Zhao Lianhai, who was not good, embarrassed, the flower gun in his hand was originally a weapon, but now it was said to be a congratulatory gift, which made him a little cramped and uneasy.

But Zhao Lianhai is also a ruthless person, the spear in his hand shook, and said, "Boss Yang, now this martial arts business is headed by you Boss Yang!"

Yang Xiaolou shook his head slightly and said, "It's all touted by peers, Yang doesn't have that much ability!"

Zhao Lianhai also smiled darkly, and then said, "That's right, I also think it's a boast, Boss Yang, can you still hold this gun now?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire banquet hall was like a dead silence.

Yang Xiaolou looked at Zhao Lianhai, the smile on his face was undiminished, but when he spoke, there was a hint of anger, "It seems that Boss Zhao is not here to celebrate Yang's birthday today, but seems to have come to sprinkle ashes in Yang's bowl of porridge!"

Zhao Lianhai laughed and said, "I, Zhao Lianhai, have been learning art since I was a child, but I didn't have the opportunity to enter the palace to sing for those princes, because the Qing Dynasty has died, but this plaque, I still like it very much, but there is only one plaque, so it must be a real martial arts master to resist!"

Yang Xiaolou smiled slightly and said, "Why, Boss Zhao likes this plaque, it's so simple, I'll ask someone to make such a plaque tomorrow and send it to Boss Zhao!"

Zhao Lianhai showed a trace of disdain on his face, and said, "Boss Yang, what I want is this plaque behind you, and I'm really not rare for anything else!"

Suddenly, a voice came, "The surname is Zhao, you are also worthy, watch the hammer!"

I saw a strong man standing out from one side, holding two hammers in his hands, and threw them directly at Zhao Lianhai.

Yang Xiaolou couldn't help frowning, this is his fourth apprentice, he is stupid by nature, but he is loyal, needless to say, when he heard that this Zhao Lianhai was so insulting to his teacher, he couldn't help it anymore, and directly threw the hammer in his hand.

But Zhao Lianhai was not in a hurry, as soon as he flashed and reached out, two sledgehammers fell into his hands.

Although the hammer in the Peking Opera world is not like a real weapon, if it is smashed on the body, it can also make people break bones.

I saw a fierce light in Zhao Lianhai's eyes, and he directly threw the sledgehammer back in his hand.

I saw Yang Xiaolou secretly screaming that it was not good, although Zhao Lianhai said that his character was average, but the kung fu in his hands was very solid, this shot, Yang Xiaolou knew that his apprentice could not catch it, so he came to the front of the apprentice in a flash, and reached out to catch one, but felt a sore numbness in the palm of his hand, knowing that the other party's kung fu was good, the second hammer saw in front of him, Yang Xiaolou did not dare to reach out and catch it hard, so he had to look at the hammer, use the hammer in his hand to directly knock it away, and then probe his hand and connect the two hammers in his hand.

Yang Xiaolou handed the double hammer to the four apprentices and said, "Stand down, you are not allowed to be rude!"

The four apprentices retreated unconvinced.

"Haha, the big guys have seen it, today is the first person from the Yang family's class, then don't blame me Zhao Lianhai for being polite!" Zhao Lianhai shouted like a general returning from victory.

But everyone here was speechless, Yang Xiaolou had always been kind to persuade before, after all, he was already a martial arts master, and there were countless people who came to challenge him every day, but he didn't care about it at all, he didn't expect this Zhao Lianhai to come at such a time, this was really unexpected by Yang Xiaolou.

As long as Yang Xiaolou should not fight, others will not say that Yang Xiaolou is not, after all, you have to be equal to the challenge, if your identity is not enough, no one will take care of you.

It's like an amateur boxer who goes to challenge a world-class boxing champion and is rejected by the boxing champion, and no one will say that the boxing champion is intimidated, only that the boxer of this business is whimsical.

But in front of the public, Yang Xiaolou's four disciples actually attacked each other first, which made Zhao Lianhai find an excuse, according to the rules of the Peking Opera industry, this is the battle, so Zhao Lianhai is so excited.

Yang Xiaolou said lightly, "It seems that Boss Zhao must take a few moves today before he is willing to give up!"

Zhao Lianhai's eyes are about to erupt with fire, this is his chance to make a name for himself, if he can make Yang Xiaolou pout today, then his future status will be a rising tide!

If the other party is unwilling to let you go, you can only pinch the gun, and you will no longer act in martial arts in this life, and there are also martial arts actors who make huge mistakes on stage, and the audience below will also ask the actors to pinch the gun.

Zhao Lianhai said with a hideous face, "Boss Yang, it's not just a matter of a few moves today, your Yang family class attacked me first, let's not die, whoever loses, pout the gun and quit the pear orchard!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the entire banquet hall booed, and someone stood up and said, "Boss Zhao, everyone eats this bowl of rice, don't say it so much!"

"That's right, don't you leave yourself a way back if you pluck your gun at every turn?"

"Boss Zhao, think twice!"

"Yes, Boss Zhao, this is not a joke!"

......

For a while, some famous seniors stood up and spoke.

Pei Yanzhi looked at this scene, his heart was also a little wild, he didn't expect that he would come to the magic capital to play a play with others, and he would encounter such an exciting thing, the young Pei Yanzhi sat there and witnessed the most controversial scene in the history of Peking Opera martial arts.

With a wave of the flower gun in Zhao Lianhai's hand, he directly picked up the hot pot on a table next to him and landed on the ground, making the entire banquet hall quiet.

Zhao Lianhai didn't look at the people around him at all, looked at Yang Xiaolou with straight eyes, and said, "Boss Yang, how about it, dare you fight, if you don't dare, you will pout your gun, and then send that plaque to my Zhao family's class, how about it!"

Yang Xiaolou smiled slightly, and then suddenly the smile on his face narrowed, like a sleeping tiger opened his eyes, and a murderous aura approached Zhao Lianhai's face, Yang Xiaolou said coldly, "The surname Zhao, don't be ashamed, you are tearing it down one by one! Okay, today Yang will fulfill you, come, bring me the gun!"

After Yang Xiaolou finished speaking, he turned his head and walked to the back, this banquet hall is actually a theater building, the stage is there, Yang Xiaolou walked to the edge of the stage, you must know that this stage is generally about one person high, basically about one meter five, I saw Yang Xiaolou get there, and as soon as he competed under his feet, a harrier turned over and went on the stage, looked at Zhao Lianhai without changing his face, and said, "Come up!"