Liu Feng stood in the crowd, watching this farce, with a light flashing in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Wenbin came over and said to Wang Yue: "Since you can't decide, then we will decide whether to win or lose." ”

Zhang Jiayang listened to his son's words, a smile appeared on his face, he punched Wang Rui, and said: "City Lord Wang, please don't be surprised, it's just that this matter is related to the happiness of the child, so we came here." I wonder what the city lord thinks of Xiao'er's proposal?"

Wang Rui looked at Zhao Heng and asked, "Brother Zhao, how do you think this matter is resolved?" A gloomy light flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "It's best for the Zhao family to have a conflict with the Zhang family, so that I, the city lord, can better control the expansion of your power." ”

Zhao Heng snorted coldly and said, "Zhang Jiayang, in this matter, is it possible for you to make concessions?"

"Not bad. For the sake of my son, I even did not hesitate to go to war with the Zhao family. Zhang Jiayang said coldly.

Zhao Tu, the helmsman of the Zhao family, walked over and whispered to Zhao Heng: "Third child, I think this matter can only be decided by competition according to their intentions. ”

"But, big brother. At this time, it spreads, where will my face go? The Zhao family will also have a damaged reputation. Zhao Heng had anger in his voice.

Zhao Tu sighed and said, "Third brother, Wang Rui is looking to see us fight a decisive battle with the Zhang family, so that he can better control our development." So for the sake of the future of the Zhao family, I can only wronged your father and son. ”

Zhao Heng pondered: "Okay, I promised to compete to determine Wang Yue's fate." ”

He came to Zhang Jiayang and said, "I agree to your request. ”

When Zhao Hong heard this, his angry face turned red and white, and he said loudly: "Father, why did you agree to their unreasonable request?"

Zhao Heng looked at his son, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I discussed this matter with your uncle, don't ask." ”

Zhao Hong clenched his fists, his teeth gurgling, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhao Heng took his eyes off his son, looked at Zhang Jiayang, and said, "What's the comparison?"

Zhang Jiayang said: "Simple, in order not to appear that my son is strong and bullying you, let's decide the winner in three games." ”

"My son is a ninth-order Qi Gathering Realm, so naturally it can't be compared with your Yin Yang Realm's cultivation, and I can accept winning or losing three games. Zhao Heng nodded slightly and said.

"Then let the three young talents under the age of 20 on both sides compete with the highest strength. Zhang Jiayang said this, and two people came out behind him. Together with Zhang Wenbin, they happened to be three people.

Zhao Heng looked at the young people of the Zhao family and said, "Zhao Bochao, Zhao Jun, Zhao Da, you can compete with the young talents of the Zhang family." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, three young men walked out of the crowd, and they all had a powerful momentum coming out of them.

Looking at the tense attitude of several young people, Zhao Tu walked out and said, "This is Xitang, you can't use force, everyone follow me to the Zhao family to perform martial arts." He walked straight to the west, followed closely by the crowd.

Zhao Tu came to the front of a huge square, which had a huge bluestone table with a height of three meters and thousands of square meters.

Zhao Tu pointed to the bluestone platform and said, "A few of you, let's compete here." ”

Zhang Wenbin's body moved, and he jumped directly onto the high platform. said to the three members of the Zhao family: "Which one will come to the stage to compete with me?"

"Zhao Jun came to learn your Excellency's high tricks. ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two of them arched their hands and attacked each other.

Zhang Wenbin pushed his palms horizontally, and a majestic wave of qi rushed out, and the violent wind hit Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun erected his palm into a knife, and the true qi poured into it, and the two sharp blades condensed and formed, with a bright edge, slashing towards Zhang Wenbin's palms.

The sword slashed on the air wave, "Boom!", the air wave broke in response, and the sword mang's strength did not decrease, and it continued to slash at Zhang Wenbin's palms.

Zhang Wenbin's face remained unchanged, his palms suddenly exerted force, and a burst of golden light erupted from above, hitting the knife and shattering it.

"Zhao Jun really has great potential, the ninth order of the Qi Gathering Realm, and he can actually compete with the masters of the Yin Yang Realm. ”

"I don't think Zhang Wenbin has used his real strength yet. ”

The two people on the stage, between the flashes of their figures, there were phantoms, as if dozens of people were fighting, and the people watching the battle below were dazzled.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fists exchanged palms, constantly colliding together, erupting into bursts of huge power fluctuations, impacting the table like a mirror.

"Nine combos!"

Zhang Wenbin shouted, his palms danced like the wind, and the violent power continued to bombard out, and he slapped nine palms in a row, one palm was stronger than the other, like a wave-like power superimposed and collided.

"Sky Splitting Nine Slashes!"

Zhao Jun burst out, and the knife in his hands slashed out continuously, and the sharp blade was as fast as an arrow off the string, slashing at the palm force like a wave.

"Bang ......"

Nine explosions in a row, the fierce force is like a storm crashing on the shore, spreading out to the surroundings, the bluestone table impact "click" sound, the center of the collision, the bluestone block is even more explosive, the stone shoots out in all directions.

The crowd was forced to retreat. Zhao Tu slapped several palms in a row, knocking all the stones to the ground. This stopped the chaotic crowd.

The winner was already divided on the stage, and I saw Zhang Wenbin standing on the table, while Zhao Jun fell to the ground.

The second game was played by Zhao Bochao against Zhangjia Zhang Wu.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they used ten percent of their strength, their bodies flashed, and their violent palms and fists continued to fight together, bursting out with waves of violent energy, rumbling the impact of the martial arts arena.

In the end, the palms of the two of them erupted with brilliant light, like a torch burning, and the violent force swept the air into a whirlpool of air currents, sweeping in all directions.

Although everyone in the audience had withdrawn far away, they could still feel that the palpitating energy was spreading out.

"Bang!"

With a deafening sound, everyone saw that two figures fell on the stage at the same time.

"In this competition, the two are tied. Wang Rui said loudly.

Zhao Heng looked at the last young man of the Zhang family, with a gloomy look on his face, he could feel that that young man had the strength of the Yin and Yang Realm, and on his side, Zhao Da was the ninth order of the Qi Gathering Realm, and he was definitely not his opponent.

At this time, Zhang Yu, a young man from the Zhang family, jumped on the competition platform. He said indifferently: "I'm afraid Zhao Da is not my opponent, Zhao Hong is destined to have no chance with Wang Yue." ”

Zhao Da's face was ugly, he could feel that the other party's strength was strong, and he had no chance of winning.

"I'll show you how to do it. Seeing this, Liu Feng flew directly to the stage, now is a good time to enter the Zhao family.