After breakfast the next day, Yang Junwei rode his bicycle to work, Xu Dujuan answered the phone and hurried out, but before going out, he told Yang Linger to take care of her classmates and said hello to Zhang Yang.

Yang Zhendong was woken up by the alarm clock at the bedside at nine o'clock in the morning.

When I got up to wash, I saw Zhang Yang and Yang Ling'er chatting on the balcony, so I said, "Sister, sister, sister's classmate Zhang Yang, there is a challenge in my martial arts hall in the afternoon, which is a friendly match between Huaguo Shaolin Temple and W Shaolin Temple. ”

He almost called Zhang Yang his brother-in-law, but when he thought that something was wrong, he temporarily changed his words, and he sounded a little stammered. And repeatedly emphasized that he would represent Huaguo Shaolin Kung Fu to participate in the competition.

Yang Ling'er blushed at first, of course she knew what her eldest brother was going to say, but when she heard that it was her brother's friendly match, she agreed to go to the stadium in the afternoon.

Zhang Yang himself is not obsessed with martial arts, otherwise he would not have no place in the school sports meeting, and the high jump is obviously a weakness. But I am still interested in Yang Zhendong's invitation. It is said that the world is out of Shaolin. The duel between Shaolin Kung Fu and Shaolin Kung Fu is sure to be exciting. Moreover, since opening up the second pulse of Ren Du, he has not exercised to improve his physical fitness through actual combat, which also has a certain impact on the later cultivation of exercises.

Therefore, for Yang Zhendong's invitation, he agreed with a mouthful.

After lunch, the two stopped a taxi in front of the community, and according to the address Yang Ling said, the driver's uncle replied "Okay", increased the accelerator, and quickly came to the county Zhendong martial arts hall.

The driver's uncle was very talkative, and along the way he said that he went to the county Zhendong martial arts hall in the afternoon, "all went to watch friendly matches", and said that if he was not on duty, he would definitely go to see "Shaolin Kung Fu".

Zhang Yangxin said, this propaganda is okay, even the taxi driver knows.

The county Zhendong martial arts hall and the county drama theater are just next door, which also brings advantages to the publicity of the martial arts hall. The taxi stopped on the side of the road, and at that time, the entrance of the martial arts hall was already crowded, and the flow of people slowly moved towards the hall.

After getting out of the car, Yang Ling'er pulled Zhang Yang to a side door passage for staff, greeted the staff of the guards, and walked straight inside.

The staff of the martial arts hall all knew Yang Ling'er, all the way over, the greetings continued, asked Yang Zhendong's location, and then went to the backstage of the stage, at this time, Yang Zhendong had just changed into a practice uniform, and when he saw Zhang Yang and the others, he smiled and said, Sister, you are here, I have arranged the front position for you, and I will move the activity first.

Yang Ling'er answered, and pulled Zhang Yang to the front of the stage, and sure enough, there were two empty seats in the middle of the front row, so she sat down.

At this time, eight or nine people rushed into the passage they passed just now, one of them had a bald head, and the characteristics were very obvious, and it could be seen from the momentum of his walking that this was a warrior.

Zhang Yang glanced at it and felt that there was an extremely uncomfortable aura on this person's body, which had nothing to do with the martial artist himself, and should have been imposed by some external force.

couldn't help but look at this martial artist very seriously, secretly mobilized his breath, probed over, and found that this martial artist had a powerful black air current, and his heart said that it was like this.

Zhang Yang turned his head, and at this time, the host on the stage had already begun to speak, and the magnetic speech made the originally noisy scene instantly quiet.

Then, the host introduced Yang Zhendong from the Shaolin representative of Huaguo and Tsukasa Yoshida from the Shaolin representative of W country. Then, Yang Zhendong and the warrior just now came to the stage to pay tribute to the audience and friends.

Next, the host announced some of the rules of the friendly match and emphasized that friendship comes first, and competition comes second. Subsequently, the specific time and the basic conditions for a 3-2 victory were discussed.

According to the host's description, the first and second performances were Shaolin's hand-me-down stunts, and the third was a formal sparring.

"The following representatives of Huaguo Shaolin and W Shaolin will perform Shaolin stunt two-finger Zen respectively!"

At the same time as the host loudly announced the start, the representatives of China and W officially kicked off the first friendly match with warm applause from the audience.

The on-site staff moved four conventional bricks, one of which was erected, and the other was also stacked vertically, one on the left and one on the right.

Immediately, the representatives of the friendly match between the two sides began to enter the countdown of the competition, and after the host shouted the start, he saw the representative of country W take a few steps, carefully use two fingers to push the brick on it, and then rely on the strength of two fingers, and slowly stand upside down.

This kind of kung fu, not in the eyes of ordinary people, even for people in the martial arts, is not simple, and it can indeed be seen that this representative of country W still has some skills.

Because the two-finger meditation is to use two fingers to support the whole body upside down, which is extremely difficult, the friendly match is to use two vertical and stacked bricks as support points, which invisibly increases the difficulty, as long as there is a slight shaking of the body, the bricks will slide down, resulting in failure.

Therefore, the performance of the representative of country W who steadily supported it won a round of applause from the audience.

But the handstand process of the Chinese delegates immediately afterwards made the audience applaud wildly.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but nodded, his future brother-in-law Shaolin Kung Fu was much better than the martial artists of the W country.

The process of Yang Zhendong's upside-down support just now was not as cautious as the representative of country W, but a heel bucket turned up, the whole person hung in the air, looked down and rushed towards the erected bricks, the whole action was chic and crisp, and the erected bricks did not even shake slightly.

This requires the coordination of strength, reflexes and adaptability, and at the same time, the body swooping down significantly increases the pressure on both fingers.

"My brother's Shaolin kung fu is okay!" Yang Ling'er proudly attached to Zhang Yang's ear, sounding like a verify, but actually showing off.

"It's really good, worthy of being a Shaolin lay disciple!" Zhang Yang said with sincere admiration.

In fact, if Zhang Yang hadn't had such an adventure and such kung fu, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Time passed minute by minute, and at 8 minutes and 16 seconds, the representative of country W couldn't support it at first, and ended the first game with a bent over and landed on both feet, while the Chinese representative supported it for 15 minutes before winning the first game with a backflip.

After a short break, the host announced the official start of the second friendly match.

This one is a Shaolin stunt iron head skill. Immediately afterwards, the on-site staff successively moved two stacks of bricks, each stack of 20 red bricks.

Zhang Yang knows better than anyone here about the hardness of these bricks, because there is a brick kiln in Zhangjia Village, which serves all kinds of buildings in the village.

At this time, Yang Ling'er asked: "Zhang Yang, who do you think will win this game?" Zhang Yang smiled, lowered his voice and said: "In terms of feelings and patriotic feelings, I hope my brother-in-law will win, but ......"

Yang Ling'er's face turned red, and she reached out and twisted it around his waist, "But what?" she asked. "I'll be honest, don't be angry!" Zhang Yang then lowered his voice and emphasized.

"That's so much nonsense, just say it!" Yang Ling'er is in a hurry now, this dead Zhang Yang has to be so tired to say a word.

"What I want to say is that your brother will definitely lose this game!" Zhang Yang said seriously.

"Why?" Yang Ling'er was a little difficult to accept at this moment, but fortunately, what Zhang Yang said, according to her understanding of Zhang Yang, if she was not sure, she never said it casually.

"No, it's the reason for the strength. Your brother practiced the kung fu of the hands, feet and waist, but the kung fu on the head did not reach home, and the representative of the W country, whether it was the kung fu of the hands, feet and waist, was not as good as your brother, but the kung fu on the head was more than your brother. ”

"How did you see that?" Yang Ling'er listened to Zhang Yang's analysis, but she believed a little, and when she looked back, how did Zhang Yang know this, so she asked.

Zhang Yang glanced at the warrior of the W country with his eyes and said, "Just look at the top of his head, except for the two sides that were scraped off later, the piece on the top of his head is a natural hair that does not grow long, and that is because of the long-term practice of iron head skills." ”

Yang Ling'er sighed, finally completely believed Zhang Yang's judgment, and became worried about her brother's game.

The result of the game was exactly as Zhang Yang said, the representative of country W hit his head, and the 20 red bricks were suddenly torn apart, while Yang Zhendong only broke 13 red bricks, and the difference in results was very obvious.

One to one, it's flat. Next, the host's slightly exaggerated tone fully mobilized the enthusiasm of the audience.

Although it was a friendly match, as a Chinese, the audience and the staff of the martial arts hall all hoped that the Chinese representatives would win.

At this time, someone in the audience stood up and shouted loudly: "In the third game, Huaguo Shaolin will win!" Suddenly, the audience echoed, and the entire martial arts hall buzzed.

Although the warrior of Country W standing on the left side of the stage was expressionless, Zhang Yang found that a trace of haze floated in his eyes from time to time, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain. At the same time, the black air flow on his body began to flow rapidly in his body.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang was shocked, and the secret way was not good. This kind of power similar to the internal family exercise qi flow is definitely not something that Yang Zhendong can resist, not only has extremely strong destructive power, but can invisibly shatter people's internal organs, but on the surface, it seems to be undamaged. If you hit a certain acupuncture point, you will definitely die within three days.

There is a passage recorded in the "Wordless Book of Heaven": A mortal who is not a martial artist, through the transformation of external forces, can become a master of the inner family in a very short period of time, and there are no side effects on the transformed. However, this kind of external force itself must be an internal master who has opened up the second vein of Ren and Du.

In other words, this Shaolin representative from country W has been transformed in this regard. However, Zhang Yang found that the Shaolin representative of the W country not only had an extremely unstable airflow that would disappear at any time, but also that the airflow was black, which not only caused great harm to the opponent, but also brought serious sequelae to the airflow recipients themselves.

That's not good information. Zhang Yang immediately transmitted his breath to the stage, and sensed any change on the stage.

The third friendly match that decided the outcome was promoted by the host with incendiary emotions, and once again set off a wave of ** among the audience.

The Shaolin representative of the Venezuelan State standing on the stage did not seem to have any influence on this, but Yang Yang sensed the black air flow from him, and slowly leaned in the direction of the Shaolin representative of the Huaguo Kingdom.

And all this, Yang Zhendong, who stood on the right side of the stage, did not know, for letting go of the sparring, but quite confident, a few years ago, he was a modern lay disciple, the only bare-handed Shaolin eighteen bronze formation, known as the first person in modern Shaolin, and then participated in martial arts competitions around the world, never defeated.

Although the iron head skills of the Shaolin representative of W country are really good, judging from the first two-finger Zen competition, the opponent's Shaolin basic skills are not very good.

At the same time that the host announced the official start of the third friendly match, Yang Zhendong roared and put on a posture, and then someone shouted, this is the gassho style in Shaolin Luohan Boxing.

In his posture, the stage vibrated slightly, and even the players of country W who had been bowing their heads showed surprise on their faces, obviously starting to pay a little attention to this final battle that would decide the outcome of the match.

After a while, the two figures on the stage merged together, and I saw the fist shadow flying, and the feet rose and fell. Yang Zhendong's figure is as light as a bird, as heavy as a thunderbolt, and shaped like a rabbit leaping.

The representatives of country W retreated again and again under this attack.

At this moment, Zhang Yang felt a strong air flow erupt from him, heading straight for Yang Zhendong's ear acupoint.

I couldn't help but snort coldly in my heart, and sure enough, the index finger of my right hand popped out gently, not only blocking the attack power of this strong air flow, but also forcing the air flow back to the original way, but did not attack.

The whole audience only heard a loud bang, and saw the representative of country W flying back several meters and falling to the ground, spurting a few mouthfuls of blood.

Just when Yang Zhendong himself was inexplicably victorious, and beat the representative of country W to the point of spurting blood, at this time, several companions of the Shaolin representative of country W came up, lifted the warrior of country W, and ran out of the martial arts hall quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

The friendly match between Huaguo Shaolin and W Shaolin came to an end in the warm applause of the audience, and Yang Zhendong, who won the game, was still puzzled, although he had the ability to win the game, but it was impossible to achieve such an amazing effect. Moreover, when the Shaolin representative of country W flew upside down a few meters, he obviously didn't touch his body, and he spurted blood and fell to the ground, should it be so exaggerated?

If it weren't for the fact that it was a country-to-country match, he would have wondered who would have played this match with him.

Fortunately, although he doubted, he won in the end, and as soon as he was happy, he forgot this detail. But he never expected that at that moment, it was actually the moment that decided his life and death, and at this moment, it was his future brother-in-law who came to save him.

Of course, he didn't know anything about all this, and on the way home, he patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and asked, "Zhang Yang, you see that my kung fu is still passable! After speaking, he sighed a few times, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction with Zhang Yang's weak appearance.