Zhang Yu looked at the onlookers with satisfaction. Because the inner and outer three floors are already full, there are almost hundreds of people. Fortunately, Li Muzi was standing inside at the beginning, so he was not squeezed out.

"The first time Poor Dao came to the Comic Con, he was ugly." Zhang Yu smiled politely and gave a four-way fist salute.

Then he waved his hand to Li Muzi next to him. Li Muzi looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, seeing that he was indeed calling himself. So he happily trotted towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu saw that Li Muzi had already run over, so he casually took out a wooden stick more than one meter long from his sleeve. Before the crowd could react, he reached in again and took out the printed cloth with the words "The Descendants of Maoshan".

The crowd thundered again. Zhang Yu calmly spread out the banner in his hand and put it on the wooden stick. Then he handed the signboard to Li Muzi and asked her to step back. This banner is very much like the kind of signboard that the Taoist priest holds up.

Everyone looked at the banner with four big characters on the heirs of Namao Mountain, and felt more and more that this Taoist brother was not simple. At first, I thought it was just a coser performing a magic trick. Now the four-character signboard of the descendants of Maoshan who flies and the phoenix dances is displayed, plus the amazing skill in the sleeve. I feel that maybe this Taoist brother is really a descendant of Maoshan Mountain.

While everyone was looking at the signboard held by Li Muzi, Zhang Yu instantly took out the ghost slaying sword from his sleeve. Everyone was surprised when they saw this, and applauded very calmly. It's just that some later people still look very cool and applaud well.

Zhang Yu pulled a beautiful sword flower again, and the hilt of the sword shook his palm upside down and clenched his fist to everyone.

"Poor Dao also has a set of gossip swordsmanship, I am happy today, and I am ugly if I don't do it." Zhang Yu smiled and continued to pretend to be serious.

"Well said, well said. Please start your performance. A man in his twenties who was wearing glasses and a t-shirt around anime shouted loudly. Everyone laughed when they heard it.

Zhang Yu also smiled slightly. Then he smiled and gripped the hilt of his sword. Raised his hand and raised his hand, and cast the Bagua Sword.

"Although the Bagua Sword is just a practice, it is enough to use it to attract everyone's attention for performance." Zhang Yuxin said.

The Bagua Sword moves were picked, supported, wiped, hung, flattened, searched, closed, swept and shunned, and intercepted under Zhang Yu's hands. The sword under his hand is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing through the wind. It is like a dragon shuttling, wandering freely around him. Sometimes it is as light as a swallow, and it rises with a sword. Sometimes it was like lightning, leaving a stunning sword shadow in everyone's minds.

The pedestrians next to it are also attracting more and more, and the food area and the surrounding area are constantly exclaiming, and thunderous applause often rings out. Driven by curiosity, he and his companions slowly came to watch. Looking at the dashing and elegant swordsmanship of the Taoist brother who was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, he immediately joined the ranks of applause and shouting.

When the onlookers saw such a wonderful sword dance, they also burst into thunderous applause from time to time. Maybe it was because he saw Zhang Yu in the small space that he was a little unfinished, and he consciously stepped back a little.

This makes Zhang Yu more comfortable. So in the process of dancing the sword, he deliberately performed the pile-walking footwork and brought up his clothes. In an instant, everyone had an illusion: it was as if this Taoist brother wanted to ride the wind back.

Li Muzi stared at the figure of the sword dancing in the field with bright eyes, and held up the signboard in his hand to express his excitement. It's almost time to wave the flag and shout and cheer.

Zhang Yu finished casting the Bagua Sword, retracted the sword, and stood up, grabbed a sword flower, and casually inserted the ghost slaying sword into the rope behind his back. Then he clenched his fists and looked at the crowd, and found that there were many more people.

The audience also responded to his thunderous applause. By the way, it is all kinds of inquiries and teasing and touting.

"Little brother, you can't really be a descendant of Maoshan, right?"

"Little brother, do you need a female ticket?"

"May I ask you to take in the apprentices? How about two hundred, not five hundred? ”

"Brother, do you want to do it?"

"Little brother, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

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Zhang Yu listened to the teasing of those sisters and the greetings of the women's clothing boss, and was even more cold in a cold sweat.

Li Muzi looked at the girls who were molesting Zhang Yu, and said arrogantly in his heart: "I'm really sorry! Brother Xiaoyu already has a girlfriend. Hmph, if you want to give birth to a monkey for Brother Xiaoyu, it won't be your turn! When it's over, I'll have a good chat with Brother Xiaoyu. Let's see if he can take me as an apprentice. Hee-hee. ”

Zhang Yu clenched his fists and explained loudly to the crowd of onlookers: "Everyone, I am indeed the descendant of Maoshan. Now forced by life, I have to prepare to come out to sell my art to survive. ”

The crowd was even more startled by the sound of discussion, and they all looked at Zhang Yu and pointed.

"Is he really a descendant of Maoshan? How can there be such a handsome Taoist priest? ”

"Could it be that the magic trick in your sleeve just now is a real spell?"

"Little brother, do you sell your body in addition to your art?"

"Little brother, have you ever seen a zombie?"

"Does the little brother need to warm the bed? I 36D!! ”

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The crowd erupted in all kinds of discussions and inquiries, and there were many bold coser girls who shouted at Zhang Yu in a crisp and coquettish voice.

Li Muzi stood behind Zhang Yu, gritting his teeth and watching those "sassy foxes" fiddling to seduce Brother Xiaoyu. I was furious and roared angrily: "Shameless foxes, you dare to seduce my little brother Yuyu like this." Brother Xiaoyu is guarded by me! After two years, I will be more mature, a hundred times more beautiful than you. ”

Li Muzi didn't think about it at all, and he had only met Zhang Yu for a day. She was already deeply attracted by Zhang Yu's sunshine like a big brother next door, and Zhang Yu's performance later. It even made her become a little fan girl, immersed in Zhang Yu's world and unable to extricate herself.

"Starting tomorrow, I will meet you on a fish live broadcast platform, called Yin and Yang Wanshiwu: Brother Xiaoyu. Everyone who has money has a money field, and I don't need to give more attention so that I can eat with a mouthful of food! It's okay if you don't have money to come to the personal show! Thank you! Zhang Yu took this opportunity to finally start advertising, and everything he did before was to impress everyone with him. Then I took the opportunity to throw out the name of the live broadcast room that I had registered one night before.

The onlookers applauded again and again, and promised to cheer at that time. After all, this may be the true descendant of Maoshan, even if it is not based on the magic of other people's swordsmanship, it is estimated that the live broadcast is very good-looking.

"Brother Xiaoyu, don't worry, I will bring my girlfriends to cheer you on tomorrow. We milk you! A big-breasted coser girl couldn't wait to be the first to laugh and shout.

"Brother Xiaoyu, don't worry, you will definitely be there tomorrow." Some otaku also patted their chests and said.

"Brother Xiaoyu, we will raise you in the future! Feel relieved! ”

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Everyone said that they would bring their friends to the show tomorrow, and even said that they would support Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu was very happy and looked at the many onlookers. made a decision to rise, which can be regarded as an early payment of benefits.