Chapter 725: Drumming and Passing Flowers

It is said that the curtain of the competition to recruit relatives in the finals was raised, and Zhang Ji used the strangely designed alien scimitar in his hand to take the lead in the duel with Wang Chang. After Zhang Ji was able to fight in close quarters, the scimitar made a false and real move, reflecting the characteristics of frequent feints in Western knife techniques, and the landing point of the blade went up and down, which made Wang Chang tired to deal with.

Dusarc's sword suddenly fell, and suddenly reached the top of Wang Chang's head, Wang Chang's sword was separated from the outer door, so he had to use the hilt and footsteps to knock and dodge, and his footsteps gradually moved backwards. Zhang Ji saw the opportunity, and got closer to the fierce pursuit, Wang Chang was forced to retreat again and again, the fire in his chest was beaten, he gritted his teeth and shouted, and the internal force finally flowed into the mountain-breaking sword like a flood, and the tip of the sword immediately boomed, dazzling the dazzling white light, and the audience shouted in unison: "Sword qi!" ”

The sword qi of the mountain broke through, Zhang Ji felt the same way, his heart was cold, his steps were more urgent, the Dusark knife flew up and down, and he attacked eighteen knives in one go. These eighteen knives are like flowing water in the same way, there is no stagnation during the period, as if it is a move, Wang Chang's body is like duckweed and falling leaves, constantly dodging and retreating in the wind and rain, although the sword qi is crystal shining, but it is always separated by Zhang Ji's side, unable to be aimed at the target. Wang Chang was in a hurry, he didn't have time to see if the back hit the side of the stage, and he thought that he must keep a distance before he could send out the sword qi from afar, maybe the sword qi was everywhere, Zhang Ji stopped attacking and dodging, and he could turn defeat into victory, and even take advantage of the victory to pursue.

said that it was too late and that was fast, Wang Chang dodged Zhang Ji's eighteen knives, and suddenly roared, and the whole person suddenly jumped back from the stage, took the long sword and flew away, the mountain breaking sword finally got the opportunity to point forward, the sword qi was already impatient, and the sword qi was launched from the tip of the mountain sword with a whoosh, and the sword qi flickered and dimmed, and almost at the same time appeared in front of Zhang Ji's right hand holding the knife.

The speed of the sword qi was too fast, Zhang Ji didn't have time to react at all, only heard a soft sound, and the sword qi submerged into the short knife gauntlet, directly piercing Zhang Ji's right hand, and then hit the knife handle, and then disappeared. Ten fingers connected to the heart, Zhang Ji only felt a sharp pain attack, Dusark knife fell to the ground with a loud bang, and then Zhang Ji let out an earth-shattering scream, and pinched the injured right hand with his left hand, and on the side of the tiger's mouth in his right hand, a big hole in flesh and blood suddenly appeared.

Wang Changteng jumped behind him, and finally sent out the sword qi, the power of the mountain-breaking sword qi was strong, and it really hurt Zhang Ji invisibly. was secretly smug, but suddenly felt that he was in the void, and when he looked down, there was nothing under his feet, but his body was already far away from the ring, as if he was floating in the void. Wang Chang was shocked, he didn't have Cao Chun's "butterfly wings", let alone the arc body of a butterfly wearing flowers, and his body had already fallen like a scale. Wang Chang hurriedly carried the light work, and finally landed lightly and safely, attracting a round of applause and cheers from the surrounding audience.

However, according to the rules, those who fall into the ring in the competition are looking forward to losing, but Wang Chang seriously injured Zhang Ji with his sword qi before falling, it should be said that he won the advantage, who wins and who loses in this confused account, the audience has begun to discuss, and finally their eyes fell on Zheng Xuan and Zhang Ji who had already appeared on the stage.

Zhang Ji was distressed that his son was injured on his hand, and he had already jumped into the ring with the doctor, and when he saw that Zhang Ji's handsome face had changed color, he couldn't help frowning, and secretly said in his heart that a hateful nephew of the Wang family had just won Han Ying with conspiracy and tricks, and now he was so light and heavy, he really should learn a good lesson. But as the host, he naturally doesn't have the ability to say much, Xiliang has always competed in martial arts, and even if he is injured and dies, he has to blame himself for his inferior skills.

Wang Chang repeated on stage and looked at Zhang Ji's injuries. Zhang Jicheng's mansion is not deep, so he naturally looks at each other angrily. Wang Chang still stood to the side as if he was waiting for Zhang Ji to announce the outcome of the verdict. Seeing that Zhang Ji's right hand was properly bandaged, Zhang Ji cleared his throat and said to the audience: "The dog was injured in this battle, but Wang Jiaxian's nephew also fell off the stage, and each of them had a reason to win." But Zhang Ji is my son, and it is inevitable that he will not make a good decision. ”

After that, he bowed his hand to Zheng Xuan slightly: "In the next suggestion, Master Kangcheng will decide the outcome in accordance with the etiquette." ”

Seeing that Zhang knew how to avoid suspicion, the audience applauded and applauded to express their support. Zheng Xuan thought to himself that I couldn't afford to carry this pot, saying that winning or losing would offend a large number of people, so he cleared his throat and said: "This victory or defeat, I am a martial arts layman, and it is not easy to judge." In this case, it is more appropriate to leave the victory or defeat to the representatives of all parties. ”

Zhang Ji secretly scolded the old fox in his heart, and asked, "What Master Kang Cheng said is extremely true. So how should it be left to the representatives of all parties to decide? ”

Zheng Xuan already had the prototype of the plan in his heart, and said without hurrying: "As far as I can see, in the VIP table here, nine representatives from all parties are randomly selected, and these nine people must come from nine different forces, and the forces should not be related to each other, so as to ensure that the possibility of injustice is minimized." ”

There is no way to randomly select nine different representatives who are not related to each other and vote on them. In fact, the various forces are intertwined, and no one knows whether the forces are enemies or allies, or enemies and friends, so since they are randomly selected, they have to settle their own destiny.

The distinguished guests in the VIP table all looked at each other, but they all understood that Zheng Xuan would never take the blame himself, and he couldn't think of a better way, so they all had to nod their heads in agreement. Sima Fang stood up and asked, "Master Kangcheng, then who should randomly select the representatives?" ”

Obviously, if the person who picks the representative is not chosen at random, but has a subjective bias, then the final result will be affected, and the losing side will complain about unfairness. Zheng Xuan twisted his beard silently, saw the big drum in the performance band at a glance, he already had an idea in his heart, raised his head and said with a smile: "In order to ensure fairness, the old man was originally a teenager, so let me beat the drum and pass flowers to you." ”

Sima Fang was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile, he couldn't imagine that Zheng Xuan could come up with this method, took the lead and said hello, and applauded. The audience gave a standing ovation, and the matter was settled.

Zheng Xuanren moved the drum to the center of the ring, rolled up the sleeves of his Confucian robe, raised the drumstick high and said: "The old man has been on the battlefield for decades, and today he is beating the drum and passing the flowers, as if returning to the days when the war drums were continuous. "When the gavel fell, the drum sounded, and there were tears in his eyes, which was actually compassionate.

Chen Long was also moved by Zheng Xuan's feelings, and saw that the major forces had sent representatives one after another, lined up in front of the ring, and a total of fifty or sixty people stood in total, which showed that the Daxi Liang gang was mixed. A red flower was already in one person's hand, Zheng Xuan danced his hammers, and the sound of war drums was immediately heard in the air.

With the sound of war drums, the red flowers were transmitted back and forth, and finally the drums suddenly stopped, and whoever the red flowers were in their hands was even if they were elected as a force. With the war drums pausing nine times, Zheng Xuan threw the drumstick out of breath and smiled: "Happy! Ask the nine people you have chosen to write the winner you are supporting. ”

The nine people wrote the names of Zhang Ji or Wang Chang on the prepared silk silk, and put the silk silk into a bamboo basket, and finally brought it to Zheng Xuan. Zheng Xuan put the bamboo basket on the drum, reached out and took out a piece of silk to look at, held it up and displayed: "Zhang Xuan, one vote!" ”

All the ballots had to be displayed in an instant, and Zhang Ji received seven votes, and he won by a vote ratio of seven to two. The Wang family suddenly quarreled, but Wang Chang lowered his head and was silent, and directly returned the broken mountain sword to the sheath and walked off the stage, hoping that Huai Yang could defeat Zhang Ji, and he would still have a chance.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.