On the side of the stands, Lin Yaofu applauded softly: "Heh, it's really a good internal force and a good boxing technique." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Chen Hao, who was beside Lin Yaofu, also smiled, "This game is indeed very exciting, but it's too short, how long has it really been to fight, is there two minutes, and senior brother, have you found it, there have been two minutes of fighting, this kid hasn't sweated a drop, if we want to take root in Yangzhou, this kid is a hurdle that can't be avoided......"

Many people have also discovered this, the martial artist punches with all his strength, mobilizing the full spirit, and often only a few punches, he is already sweating profusely. Judging from the big screen, Zhou Ning didn't sweat a drop, which can only show that he still has reservations.

Compared with the people of Baihemen, everyone had solemn faces, some people were puzzled and some were shocked. And although Chen Hao spoke in such a low voice, his heart was actually the same as the face of the person over there, and he was shocked by Zhou Ning's unexpected skills. It's just that since Lin Yaofu didn't speak, he didn't dare to speak casually.

"Don't worry, this kid...... It's still a long way from the ground up for our group of seniors. The best time for us to emerge is to capture the Dragon King Qing and the Hidden Forest at the Double Ninth Festival Lion Fighting Conference, are you sure? ”

Wang Yinlin frowned, his expression solemn: "If Senior Brother Su comes, I have ninety percent certainty of capturing Dragon King Qing." The only thing to worry about is Xiliangmen, if they send Yu Geng and Lin Xianming, they will have the strength to fight with us. ”

"Your Senior Brother Su will come. Keep trying, I want 100% possibility. ”

“…… Be. Wang Yinlin bowed and answered.

"Let's go, let's go see another one."

……

Lin Xiaoyun, a reporter from Yangzhou TV, hurried over and stopped Zhou Ning, who had just rushed down from the ring.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Pavilion Master Zhou, I'm reporter Lin Xiaoyun, is it convenient to accept the next interview?" ”

Afraid that Zhou Ning would refuse, he hurriedly sold Meng: "Please, just three questions." ”

Zhou Ning nodded, indicating that it was okay. When he was a master of calligraphy and painting in his previous life, he had been interviewed countless times, and he was recognized as the most difficult person to interview, but in this life, it was the first time he was interviewed, and for a while, he had a strange sense of intimacy, and he unconsciously switched to the interview mode of his previous life.

Lin Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, all along, the martial artists she came into contact with were not easy to talk to, but this one seemed to be normal.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Pavilion Master Zhou, you have defeated Song Yangping, Wang Yinlin and Lin Zhigao all the way, have you already entered the Burning Sun Realm?" ”

Zhou Ning replied seriously: "Yes." ”

Sure enough, he is a good person, Lin Xiaoyun thought, and asked, "What is your evaluation of your performance in this game?" Satisfied, I still don't think it's enough. ”

Zhou Ning was slightly silent and said slowly: "It's okay." ”

"Okay? Does that mean you're not satisfied? Why do you make such an assessment? Being able to beat the seeded player Lin Zhigao in a very short period of time, no matter what standard you evaluate, it is enough to be called quite good. Lin Xiaoyun blinked her eyes and looked at Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning was silent for a while and said, "I don't know." ”

Frankly speaking, when Lin Zhigao hit the check punch in the air, he borrowed the force on the wall behind him, if he didn't want to see Lin Zhigao's catties, he would have made four heads at the first time, and if nothing else, Lin Zhigao would have been defeated by him on the spot.

I retract my previous evaluation...... Lin Xiaoyun thought a little depressed, "Heh, is it...... Many of your fans are curious, what is the name of the move you used when you defeated Lin Zhigao? ”

Before the words fell, Zhou Ning looked at Lin Xiaoyun with some doubts: "Aren't there just three questions?" ”

"Add one more, please, there's a chance to treat you to dinner." Lin Xiaoyun clasped his palms together and said pitifully.

Zhou Ning nodded very dryly, and said lightly: "Confidential." ”

"Confidentiality? Since it's confidential, you're still reserved for your sister! ”

After a moment of silence, Lin Xiaoyun smiled stiffly, and wanted to complain a few words, but in front of the camera, she had to maintain good manners, so she could only watch Zhou Ning greet her head and leave the ring.

When Zhou Ning returned to the locker room, in another venue, Zhang and Zhao Banshan were fighting to the point of anxiety.

This player named Zhao Banshan is a fat man who is a little similar to Zhou Xiaopang's body type, with a rich appearance and two mustaches, which makes it also fists and feet, and it is Taijiquan that Zhou Ning is quite familiar with.

When Zhou Ning finished settling down and recovering his strength, Zhang still withdrew the palm on his side and rotated, clenched his fists, and stepped forward, everything looked as ordinary as a light breeze, but with this step, everything suddenly became no longer the same.

"The slanting wind and drizzle do not have to return to ......"

The distance of two or three zhang passed by one step, and then her white right hand was raised, turning into a sky full of starlight, covering Zhao Banshan's whole body like a shadow. At this moment, the ring, which was slightly dim because of the cloudy sky, seemed to be illuminated by starlight.

"It's a good trick to slant the wind and drizzle, and this chick has improved a lot compared to the last fight!" It was the third time that Zhou Ning had seen this trick of the ground-level mastery, and this time Zhang still made it extraordinarily successful, so even he didn't dare to say that he could follow it easily.

In the face of this move, Zhao Banshan's face was calm, his body danced wildly and swayed, and he changed five or six body shapes in an instant, and there was a bang, and the palms struck each other, and the strength of this move "oblique wind and drizzle does not need to return" suddenly exploded until this time, and countless claw shadows appeared, penetrating everywhere, and attacking Zhao Banshan without any gaps. Suddenly, the dirt splashed behind him, and Zhao Banshan jumped high between the claws and winds, his body like a flexible ball, tossing and turning in the air.

In the exclamation of everyone, Zhao Banshan's figure jumped up and flew in the air, as I said before, in the national art world, there is an unwritten rule, the emphasis is on the force from the ground, no matter the wrestling, kicking and hitting all kinds of skills, the force must rise from the ground, in order to adapt, the master usually does not let himself be in mid-air. But Zhou Ning broke this one, and Zhao Banshan also broke this one.

Zhao Banshan flew in the air, a place far away, Zhang still lowered his pretty face slightly, and used the follow-up trick of "slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return", and suddenly the distance between the two was shortened again, the wide white robe sleeves bulged, and his right hand was full of energy, with the starry sky.

Separated by a distance, Zhao Banshan punched out of the air, and there was a loud bang, and he let Zhang Yi's punch fly, directly hitting a small stone tower next to him. This small tower was already in disrepair, and when it was hit by Zhao Banshan's body, it collapsed with a bang. Zhao Banshan's body bounced up and flew in the air again, as if he was not injured.

Zhou Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely noticed that this person named Zhao Banshan seemed to be retaining his strength......

At this moment, Zhao Banshan spun around his body in mid-air, grabbed a few flying locust stones from between the sleeves of his robe, and shot towards Zhang Yi with great speed, shouting: "Miss Zhang, be careful!" ”

Five flying locust stones whirred in the wind, shooting towards Zhang Yi with several beams of glory, Zhang Yi was only halfway through his move, and he was forced to withdraw his move by the flying locust stones he suddenly shot, and then jumped up a little under his feet.

The people of Wenzhou Taijimen are good at secret weapons...... Could it be ...... It's him?

An idea in Zhou Ning's heart landed, and only Zhao Banshan, the "thousand-armed Rulai" in the book of swords and enmity, could match the identity of the fat man in front of him. In the original book of "Book of Swords and Enmity", this fat man seems to be a good guy.

On the other side, Zhang Yi's figure had just jumped up, and a row of Bodhi Zi from Zhao Banshan had already shot over, and in the smoke and dust of the small tower next to him, Zhang Yi's body could be vaguely seen to be small, and he folded in the air three times in a row, sprinkling a large claw shadow. Immediately after Zhou Ning heard the sound of breaking wind, a slender figure fell out, rolling five or six feet away in the mud, with a painful expression on his face.

Zhang Yiyi, just lost?

There was an uproar in the stands, and then there was a burst of boos, Zhang is still the seeded player of the Qianlong Race, and the only beauty in this Yangzhou event, with a hearty personality, a good look, and no shelf, so she is naturally favored by everyone. In addition, he kept pressing the opposite side just now, but lost so inexplicably, and the audience couldn't accept it for a while.

At this time, the referee hesitated for a while and announced the result: "In the second game of the semifinals, Taijimen Zhao Banshan won!" ”

"Looks like we're going to miss the appointment." Zhang still suddenly felt a little like crying, pursed his lips, looked at the opponent, Zhao Banshan was looking at her, and said kindly: "Accept - Miss Zhang, you are just sealed and jump acupoints, and you can solve yourself after a while." ”

"Hmm......" Zhang still held back tears, nodded, limped out of the ring, walked to the locker room, and clenched his little fists. Zhou Ning, you must win.

"This Zhao Banshan is not simple."

Zhou Ning's face was a little dignified, in addition to Li Xunhuan, Zhao Banshan was the first secret weapon master he encountered, and it was said in the book that Zhao Banshan could quickly send out multiple secret weapons at the same time, so he had the nickname of Thousand Arms, and the secret weapon kung fu was extremely amazing.

After a while, the tournament administrator pushed open the door and walked in. He took a deep look at Zhou Ning and said, "Pavilion Master Zhou, your game is about to start." The finals will be held in the center ring, so be prepared. ”

"Okay." Zhou Ning nodded at him, calmly breathed, walked through the safe passage, and walked to the central ring.

The preliminaries of the Yangzhou Division, as long as the top eight can pass, but only the final champion can get the Xuan-level cheats, although he can find a way to get the opposite cheats in the ancient plane, but after all, the skills are not pressing, they have come to this point, in the face of the Xuan-level cheats that are close at hand, he can't give up directly!

In the ring, Zhao Banshan stood there, looking at Zhou Ning with the same calm face.

"Brother Zhou, please."

"Please."