Chapter 150: The Final of the Martial Arts Conference (3)

"How's it going?"

Yun Shengrong looked at She Lao Er in front of him and asked. The other party raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Liu Lezi has a big belly and is greedy, so he naturally spends money and does things easily. Rest assured, you're all set! ”

After She Lao Er finished speaking, he paused again, looked at Yun Shengrong and stopped talking.

"Oh? Anything else! ”

"If Zhang Zhengqi is angry about this matter and investigates it, I am afraid that you and I will ......"

"I'm afraid of what! Limited by the rules of the game, it is natural that if you are not as good as others, you will lose your life. And since we are ready to deal with Zhang Zhengqi, we must have the sharpness to break the cauldron and sink the boat, even if he finds out, we are so powerful, it's a big deal to die and the net is broken, if you are still afraid of this, get out of the house as soon as possible, lest you pee your pants when the two armies face each other, which is a pleasant laughing stock! ”

Hearing this, She Lao Er nodded hurriedly, and his attitude became much more humble.

"Hehe, I can't do it, I have already made a decision, even if it really starts, I am also on your side!"

"Alright, let's go. It should be this one, let's go see the masterpiece! ”

Yun Shengrong glanced at She Lao Er, stood up from the VIP seat, and walked towards the south area of the arena.

"Hey, buddy, be merciful!"

Zhen Baobao looked at the opponent who was carrying a mace on the opposite side, and grinned in the face of the fierce momentum of the opponent.

"You kid, your strength is not bad, don't pretend to be stunned here, it's embarrassing, it's better to be durable to the game, you and I will see the real chapter in our hands!"

The other party was not interested in Zhen Baobao's hand, and raised the mace to hit him head-on, and the frightened Zhen Baobao quickly retreated to dodge, and turned around and scolded.

"You bastard, a shit-eating dog, you're going to be beaten all over the ground today!"

After speaking, Zhen Baobao jumped into the air, picked up the machete with the length of his arm, and slashed Huashan with one move, and pounced in front of the opponent.

Boom!

The mace flicked upwards and met the blade, and the two weapons struck together.

"Come again!"

Zhen Baobao's body has not yet stabilized, and his steps have not stopped rushing forward, and the machete in his hand is up and down, left and right, slashing back and forth, every move and style is open and closed. Similarly, the opponent is not inferior, the heavy mace has become ingenious and clever in his hand, going in and out under the shaking of his wrist, which also corresponds to Zhen Baobao's offensive, and the two of them are also evenly matched.

In the stands next to the ring, Yun Shengrong frowned slightly and looked at She Lao Er beside him.

"Why don't you do it yet!"

"Don't be in a hurry, just watch!"

She Lao Er laughed meaningfully.

"Zhen baby, pick it up!"

Seeing the opponent rushing over, Zhen Baobao played a knife flower, because the machete coating material is not reflective, so it can't bloom a dazzling cold light.

I felt a strong wind blowing on my face, as if there was endless sand and stones rubbing against my face, and I felt some pain. Zhen Baobao subconsciously took half a step back, and there was a rare concentration in his eyes, and a machete stood in front of him, just waiting to attack!

"Hey!"

The mace from top to bottom, came to the top of Mount Tai, Zhen Baobao did not dare to take it hard, so he could only take a trick, the tip of the knife was drawn on the top of the mace, and it was inserted into the dense spikes on the mace, and the two weapons were also inseparable from each other, embedded in one place. Zhen Baobao's face was happy, and with a quick twist of his wrist, the opponent felt the force of the mace and got out of control.

"Awesome!"

The opponent took a step forward, and his two hands hurriedly clasped the handle of the mace tightly, and his hands competed, and he pulled it into his arms, and the mace rubbed against the blade to make a screeching sound, and finally separated and returned to control.

Hearing the opponent's words, Zhen Baobao raised his eyebrows.

"Go on!"

The machete stabbed out flat, aiming at the opponent's waist ribs.

Bite!

The precision was incomparable, and the tip of the knife successfully hit the opponent's ribs, and the broadcast sounded.

"Eighty points!"

Zhen Baobao made persistent efforts, the gesture remained the same, and the machete came sideways and was another knife, but at this time, the opponent had already reacted, shook his body, and dodged out.

"!"

However, Zhen Baobao did not dodge, but met the mace, and at the same time swung the machete, straight to the opponent's shoulder.

Due to the rules of the competition, in the fighting session, the contestants have a total score of 100, and they fail to clear the zero first. So Zhen Baobao made up his mind to exchange injuries for his life, that is, let the mace poke him, and at most deduct seventy or eighty points.

Zhen Baobao thought so and did so, seeing that the mace had been stained on his clothes, he was more confident, especially since the blade of the machete had touched the opponent's shoulder blade.

Ding, ding!

"Eighty points!"

"Player clear!"

Hearing the announcement, Zhen Baobao won, he should have been ecstatic, but his face was full of pain, the mace on his chest, the spike on one side of the body was submerged into the body, the surrounding clothes were already bloodstained, and the wound was still bubbling blood, Zhen Baobao pointed at the opponent and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the whole person could no longer control it and fell into the ring.

Seeing this, Yun Shengrong in the stands smiled with satisfaction.

"Isn't that what it sounds like?"

Then he got up and left with the group.

"Ahh

At this time, there was already a mess in the ring, the opponent's eyes widened, and he stayed by Zhen Baobao's side, in disbelief at what had happened, picked up the mace that had been discarded to the side, reached out and touched it, and the sharp blade on the spike cut his hand a few holes.

"Ahh There's something wrong with this! This mace is real! ”

After the organizing committee staff on the side saw it, they grabbed it and tested it, and sure enough, the fleshy palm proved that the mace was real!

"I'll report!"

After the staff found the problem, they were also shocked, the most important thing in the fighting link is to ensure the safety of props and weapons, now there is such a big problem, to be held accountable, the seriousness of the problem is clear, the staff quickly ran out of the arena, to report to the head of the organizing committee.

At this time, Zhen Baobao was already in temporary shock due to excessive blood loss, and the medical staff present did a good job of first aid, so they carried him into the ambulance airship, and the group rowed across the sky and rushed to the hospital urgently.

That night, the organizing committee held a special internal meeting according to this evil case, and the responsible persons in charge of all aspects of the martial arts conference were present.

Qiu Mingcheng looked at Zhang Zhengqi, who was sitting in the corner with a gloomy face, and asked carefully.

"Elder Zhang, about this incident, ......"

"You don't need to say more, the purpose of today's meeting is to clarify who is responsible, I just want to know whether my disciple's injury was an accident caused by negligence, or a despicable trick deliberately used by someone!"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhengqi stared at Yun Shengrong on the other side.

Seeing the other party's unkind gaze, Yun Shengrong slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Zhang Zhengqi's nose, and shouted.

"Zhang Zhengqi, what do you mean by this! Do you blame me for your disciple's injury? You and I have a conflict and have been grudges for a long time, but that doesn't mean that you can put on my head and frame me! ”

Zhang Zhengqi listened to what the other party said and snorted coldly.

"Framed! Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid! I just glanced at you, and you were furious, and you stood up and confronted me, who knows what you were thinking. However, I warn you, if this matter really has anything to do with you, Yun Seungrong, I must make you look good! ”

Yun Shengrong kicked the stool away, and rushed to the front of Zhang Zhengqi in a few steps.

"What the are you talking about, are you questioning me, or are you deliberately provocative, you have to see that I don't like my eyes, there is no need to talk about things and button your hat. Say it directly, what makes sense before you have beaten it! ”

As he spoke, Yun Shengrong's palm had already touched Zhang Zhengqi's robe.

"Alas, two, two seniors!"

Qiu Mingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly blocked between the two people, and opened his hands to block the two people, for fear that the two respected seniors would show their arms and sleeves here, and the market would brawl like a fight.

"Get out of the way, you have to let him explain what he said today!"

Yun Shengrong still didn't give up, and looked at Zhang Zhengqi on the opposite side with hideous eyes.

"What do you want me to say, or what do you expect me to say, and then achieve some kind of purpose for you!"

Zhang Zhengqi looked at the other side calmly, his face was as usual, but there was also a cold light in his eyes.

"Yun Shengrong, although I don't know what you are thinking, but you are indeed too much today, too uncalm, as if you are deliberately going to explode your temper, are you hiding something, I believe everyone here has seen it, if you are still entangled, then ......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhengqi smiled faintly, and did not continue, but put his hands behind his back and walked out of the conference room slowly step by step.

"Palm Zhengqi! You're going to make it clear! ”

"Hahaha! Ladies and gentlemen, I am going to see the apprentices and take my leave! ”

Zhang Zhengqi turned around and glanced at Yun Shengrong, his robe rose and shrank in an instant, and the pair of shoes he was stepping on was shattered by an instantaneous breath impact, and the ground of the concrete structure of the new material was also scraped out by the breath.

"Yun Shengrong!"

Zhang Zhengqi was barefoot, his beard was flying, his silver hair was full of roots, and the scraps that were torn and destroyed were also held up by a breath, just hovering in the air, surrounding Zhang Zhengqi's body according to an elliptical orbit.

Burst!

The momentum fell instantly, and all the weird and extraordinary things returned to normal in an instant, but Zhang Zhengqi was still barefoot.

"Yun Shengrong, you and I will come to Japan for a long time!"

The deep sound was like an arrow, swift and powerful, piercing the ears of everyone in the room!