"Little Brother Zhang Liang, I wish you a successful start and raise the prestige of my Chinese martial arts. When Zhang Liang was chatting with An Xuanyi, Duan Zhengchun came to Zhang Liang.

"It's just a discussion, it's just a competition. Zhang Liang smiled lightly and arched his hand, but he had already MMP in his heart.

You are also the leader of the martial arts alliance in Huaxia, at this time, you didn't come forward to ask me to come forward as a non-martial arts person, and now you are embarrassed to come over and tell me what to say about the prestige of Huaxia martial arts, do you say you are hypocritical?

Sure enough, a hypocrite!

Zhang Liang's image of Duan Zhengchun's hypocrite is a little stronger.

"My seven masters are all extraordinary, little brother Zhang Liang, don't be careless, we are waiting for you to return triumphantly. ”

"Try your best, I'll do my best. Zhang Liang smiled again and arched his hand.

Seven? Is there really seven masters? So who is the last one? Didn't show up last night?

Isn't it Duan Zhengchun?

Zhang Liang looked at Duan Zhengchun with some uncertainty, and suddenly became a little curious about this last master, and he also felt a little more worried in his heart, after all, this feeling of not knowing anything about the enemy would not be very comfortable, and he didn't even know what his name was.

"Little brother Zhang Liang, you are too modest, having such an achievement at a young age is definitely terrifying, and the future of Huaxia martial arts depends on a young man like you. ”

"No, no, no, Lord Duan, you're serious. Duan Zhengchun's words may seem like a compliment to outsiders, but it is different to Zhang Liang's ears, because Zhang Liang feels that Duan Zhengchun may feel his breath, since taking the pill and feeling the breath in his body, Zhang Liang feels that his senses are much better than before, and he can even know the other party's skills without making a move.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is weaker than you.

However, after coming into contact with Duan Zhengchun, Zhang Liang felt that this sensory ability might not be the relationship of the pill, but the relationship between the grandmaster, practicing the qi of the dantian, after the meridians were opened, it would inevitably cause various benefits, and the improvement of sensory ability was naturally not surprising, and more importantly, although it felt very floating, Zhang Liang still faintly felt the breath in Duan Zhengchun's body.

Therefore, Zhang Liang felt that Duan Zhengchun might also feel the breath in his body, so he would say something like that.

Whether there is qi or not, it represents a level of martial arts, since I feel that Zhang Liang has reached the grandmaster, it is much easier to associate many things.

Zhang Liang was not angry before, so he naturally didn't know what level the six masters at the banquet had reached, whether there were also masters at the grandmaster level Zhang Liang naturally couldn't know, but Duan Zhengchun definitely knew, and now he said such a thing, which made Zhang Liang breathe a sigh of relief, at least from Duan Zhengchun's words, although this time the competition can't be said to be a sure victory, but at least there is no danger to his life.

Otherwise, how could the future of this Huaxia martial arts rely on a young man like him?

After a few more greetings, the time for the final competition arrived, and Zhang Liang finally stepped into the Bagua Tower.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Jin Fengjin who was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, but soon the door was closed again, as if he didn't want to show it to others, so that those who looked at it at the moment of opening the door were also a little unhappy.

"Senior, please ...... more" Zhang Liang arched his hand at Jin Fengzheng's back, but before he finished his kind words, Jin Fengzheng got up instantly, and then directly turned around and kicked towards Zhang Liang.

It's really not muddy at all, and it doesn't even talk about the etiquette at all, doesn't it say that the stick pays attention to etiquette? Why doesn't this stick understand such a basic etiquette?

Then let me teach him a lesson!

The left arm is blocked, the right hand is in a row, the moment it touches Jin Fengzheng's foot, the huge force directly penetrates, even if Zhang Liang quickly makes a resistance action, but still because of this force, he took several steps back before stopping his body.

"Little guy who can't do anything, just because you still want to challenge our seven masters? Now I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy, or I'll be blamed if I accidentally kill you later. ”

"Legend has it that kicking a big black bear to death is nothing more than that, and taekwondo is no more than that. Patting the dust on his arm, Zhang Liang responded very indifferently.

Although Jin Fengzheng's foot strength is indeed very strong, if the bones of the arms of ordinary people may be broken, but Taijiquan is originally a kung fu that overcomes rigidity with softness, and its magic is that there are all kinds of unloading force and borrowing force, and this rigid leg force is really hard to say how much power can be exerted in the face of cotton like Taijiquan.

What's more, it was just a fight just now, Zhang Liang didn't feel any aura in Jin Fengzheng's body, it was obvious that this was just a martial arts master who cultivated external skills, and he didn't jump into the level of a grandmaster at all.

"I'll see how long you'll be able to get your mouth out. ”

Although Zhang Liang's understatement did not anger Jin Fengzheng, it still aroused some anger to him, and there may be room for the temptation just now, but then he didn't want to stay anymore, how to say that he was an existence that even Duan Zhengchun had to treat with courtesy, this Huaxia kid actually looked down on him so much, if he didn't give him a little color, it would really damage his face.

Two steps forward quickly, and in an instant, leg kicks galloped in all directions, whether it was speed or strength, it was an existence that could not be slackened at all, and Jin Feng was able to dominate the world martial arts world Sure enough, there is still a certain amount of real ability.

It's just that Zhang Liang was attacked by a sneak attack just now, and he just took a few steps back when he was unprepared, let alone now.

In the face of Jin Fengzheng's leg kicks from all directions, Zhang Liang was just a dancing slap with both palms, as long as he touched it slightly, and then slightly retreated and then slightly turned to borrow force, and then pushed it like this, he easily resolved Jin Fengzheng's powerful kick.

Bang Bang Bang!

In Jin Fengzheng's eyes, Zhang Liang seemed to just wave his hand and gently slapped a few times to directly dissolve his kicks again and again, and obviously he used a lot of force, but he felt that Zhang Liang's hands were like a big ball of cotton, and as soon as he kicked it, he had a soft feeling, and instantly discharged his foot strength.

And when Jin Fengzheng was still depressed about what was going on with Zhang Liang's hands, Zhang Liang's little foot kicked leisurely, directly on the foot that Jin Fengzheng used as a support, instantly making his body lose its balance.

The loss of body balance made Jin Fengzheng panic, just when he wanted to return to defense, Zhang Liang directly pasted it, Jin Fengzheng saw that Zhang Liang just leaned up leisurely, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, but at the moment when Zhang Liang's shoulder was attached to his chest, he felt a powerful impact, and in an instant Jin Fengzheng felt a shock in his chest, and then the whole person flew out directly backwards, and fell directly to the ground.

"Concession. Looking at Jin Fengzheng, who was still a little confused when he fell to the ground, Zhang Liang arched his hand and said indifferently.