"Okay, Wang Huaide, have you stabbed enough, how about treating everyone as a tie this time?" Although Qin Songyang could resist it, he always felt that this sword stab was more and more painful in his body.

Although this golden bell jar is specially used for defense, Qin Songyang has not yet practiced at home, and if it continues like this, it is still possible that it will be broken by the other party.

When Wang Peng heard the other party say this, he guessed that he was almost at the limit, otherwise he would not have had the intention of stopping. didn't answer, Wang Peng used his swordsmanship more and more ruthlessly, with such a suitable target, it would be a pity not to use it.

Although the evil remnant sword has residual words, it combines some exercises of the Demon Dao, whether it is ruthless and weird or in speed, it is not inferior to the original version, Wang Peng has been stabbing the opponent's chest from an unexpected angle with the weirdness of the swordsmanship.

Seeing this scene, Qin Songyang's face sank, he didn't expect that the other party would have to kill him, it was impossible for him to admit defeat in front of this crowd, if he just admitted defeat like this, it would be discredited, and the accumulation of so many years would be in vain.

Others saw that Wang Peng had no effect on Qin Songyang's offensive, and they all praised Qin Songyang's martial arts, but how did they know that Qin Songyang was suffering from it! Although Wang Peng's sword couldn't pierce him for a while, it was hard to say after a long time.

Wang Peng saw that the other party seemed to be shaken, and said: "Actually, a draw is not impossible, but it is ........"

This 'just' immediately attracted Qin Songyang's attention, and now he didn't have much heart to fight, he just wanted to stop, and immediately asked in a low voice: "What?" ”

"It's just"

A purple-black sword light flashed, the questioning expression on Qin Songyang's face froze, and the long sword in Wang Peng's hand had already pierced into Qin Songyang's chest, and the speed was so fast that Qin Songyang didn't react at all.

stabbed the same place hundreds of times in a row, no matter how hard it was, it was also lost, plus that sentence attracted the attention of the other party, and in the moment when Qin Songyang was relieved, Wang Peng's sword pierced Qin Songyang's chest.

Once this golden bell jar is broken, it will take a lot of effort to recover it, and Wang Peng will not give him a chance to recover it again. Taking advantage of his initial serious injury, Wang Peng immediately abandoned his sword and struck him in the chest three times in a row, knocking him out of the ring.

Wang Peng walked to the edge of the ring, looked at Qin Songyang who fell to the ground, and said lightly: "It's just that I don't want to draw!" ”

Liu Zhutou, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, immediately came to Qin Songyang's side, lest Wang Peng poison him, this Liu Zhutou was invited by Qin Songyang to be a witness, the relationship between the two is okay, there is a chance to save his life, Liu Zhutou is still happy.

Now that everyone from the government has come forward, Wang Peng doesn't mind letting him live a little longer, it's a big deal to spend a little more effort and kill him again.

"It's a pity, I wanted to stop it, but I didn't think that Brother Qin's golden bell jar was too hard, and the little brother had to be ruthless, and I was sorry for not noticing Brother Qin for a while. The younger brother was deeply uneasy, so forget about the 50,000 taels of silver. Wang Peng pretended to be apologetic and said.

When ordinary people heard this, they naturally felt that this new owner of the Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall was really a good person, and he apologized when he won it, and he didn't even want the money he said.

But when the people of several major forces saw Wang Peng's posture, they were all disgusted, and they whispered: "Hypocrite." "I really want to keep my hand, just stab someone and stop, and make another heavy hand, looking at the palm print on Qin Songyang's chest sunken in, I am afraid that this palm power is with all his strength, and it is really shameful to be able to behave.

What others think Wang Peng doesn't care, he is not just for posturing, but also for squeezing Qin Songyang, Wang Peng said this, is he really embarrassed to do this?

Of course not.

Qin Songyang's face was pale, he was helped up, and he breathed a sigh of relief, before he said slowly: "Martial arts competition, between life and death, each depends on his ability, and it is understandable that Brother Wang missed, since it was said that 50,000 taels is 50,000 taels, let my disciple send it to Brother Wang later." Leave. ”

After saying that, Qin Songyang was helped by his disciple and left, Wang Peng shook his head when he saw this, why bother, they are all injured like this, let people get a sedan chair, or get a carriage, you have to be strong, even so, what can you do? Save the last bit of face?

Wang Peng couldn't understand that face could be more important than life.

"The hall master is mighty!"

"The hall master is mighty!"

The people of the Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall didn't care if their owner was hypocritical or not, they only knew that Wang Peng had knocked the enemy down, and the Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall was saved, so they didn't have to wander around.

Wang Peng nodded at them with satisfaction, then hugged his fists around and said: "In Xia Wang Huaide, who is now the acting owner of the Zhenshan Martial Arts Pavilion, will teach art here and accept apprentices, anyone who is interested in Wang's tricks can come to learn." ”

This hand Wang Peng played beautifully, taking advantage of the general trend of winning the Songyang Martial Arts Pavilion, he publicized the reputation of the Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall to the people of Anning Mansion, and more importantly, the word 'generation', Wang Peng will be the owner of the hall now, so will it still be in the future?

Those who want to learn Wang Peng's kung fu naturally have to seize the opportunity.

After leading the people of the martial arts hall back to the Zhenshan martial arts hall, Wang Peng instructed: "Open the door of the martial arts hall tomorrow, anyone who wants to come in to practice martial arts, you will check it for me, if you come to fish in troubled waters, throw it out directly, and if you really want to learn kung fu, you can stay, if you don't have money, you can use volunteers to pay back the money."

The martial arts hall is such a big place, and it is impossible to need so many handymen, and when the time comes, the extra people will arrange for them to help the surrounding people do more things, and help those who are in difficulty. ”

Before the other disciples could speak, Wu Fan just fell to the ground and said, "Teacher Xie is merciful." ”

Wu Fan was originally a child of a poor family, and he was accepted as a disciple by Tie Zhenshan because of his good qualifications, but he had to take care of his mother at home and learn martial arts, which was really inseparable, and the resources were not good, so he had only cultivated to the middle stage of the quenching realm for so many years.

Therefore, he is most grateful to Wang Peng for this move, if someone can really help take care of the old mother at home, then he can concentrate on his cultivation.

Wang Peng helped Wu Fan up, sorted out his clothes for him, and said, "Since you call me a teacher, I naturally want to treat you as a student." I heard Sun Tao say that your mother is sick and has not been good for many years, right? ”

As soon as he mentioned his mother's condition, Wu Fan choked up for a while: "Yes, teacher, it has been bad for so many years, and it has cost a lot of money." Money is not the key, but it's not good, this.... This ....."

Wang Peng pressed his shoulder and said, "Okay, everything will be fine, the people from the Songyang Martial Arts Hall will send the money in a while, you take five hundred taels, and take your mother to the Tianhe Medical Center to have a look, don't be afraid to spend money, we have the money." ”

"Teacher, this is not appropriate, five hundred taels is too much, so you can't use so much." Wu Fan hurriedly said. He has followed Tie Zhenshan for so many years, even if he didn't pay money like ordinary students, he never got any money.

Wang Peng waved his hand and said: "Whether it is suitable or not, I have the final say, I say that suitable is appropriate, take the money and take good care of your mother." Turning to look at the other disciples, "You are the same, whoever has difficulties at home, tell Sun Tao in a while, just go and get it directly." However, if you have nothing to do at home, don't take it indiscriminately, otherwise it will hurt the heart of the teacher. ”

When these disciples of the martial arts hall followed Tie Zhenshan, where did they receive this kind of treatment, it was a good thing that Tie Zhenshan did not collect money, and where would they give money.

Everyone fell to the ground one after another, and shouted, "Teacher Xie! ”

"Hmm."