Chapter 102: Not Attacking, It's My Last Stubbornness!
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The feeling of blood rushing madly into his brain made Black Blade's mind foggy!
You're so handsome, what face do you cover?
"Is that him?"
In the Black Mountain camp team, someone recognized Tang Wen.
"What, you know?"
The man in the Black Mountain camp pinched his teeth and said, "I have met once, and I am very impressed, he seems to be only eighteen years old." ”
"What?"
"Eighteen-year-old martial artist?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"No way!"
"It should just look young"
The people in the Montenegrin camp didn't say much, he knew, and no one would believe what he said.
He stared at Tang Wen's face and secretly remembered this in his heart.
The joust continues.
Bang!
Hei Feng used a dangerous move to hook off the black scarf on Tang Wen's face.
but also received an elbow blow from Tang Wen under the ribs.
Suddenly snorted.
The ribs, which are stronger than steel, crack painfully!
At least it's a crack in the bone.
Hei Feng cursed secretly and forced a sigh of relief.
Flick your fists up wildly.
Thirteen consecutive explosions!
Tang Wen parried with his arms and made an explosion at the same time.
I don't believe it!
A mere second-class martial artist, how many outbreaks can you do?
Can you still have the physical strength to go against the sky?
Fight!
You are steel and iron bones, and Lao Tzu will smash you today!
The aura of darkness in him was even stronger.
Tang Wen's fists were connected with the black qi, and there was a feeling of sluggishness out of thin air.
Not good!
This guy isn't going to break through, is he?
"Hey!" Tang Wen exhaled and opened his voice, and his voice was like thunder.
When the head cannon, the pronunciation secret technique.
Black Blade's head was dizzy.
The defense on hand was half a beat slower.
He secretly screamed badly, his heart was ruthless, he turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed Tang Wen's shoulder.
Wounds for wounds!
He has practiced eagle grasping skills, and if he grasps it this time, he can catch five blood holes!
At this time, the outer clothes of the two were torn, and only the clothes inside remained.
Faced with this grasp, Tang Wen tilted his head slightly, and at the same time waved out his fist with his other hand.
Bang!
Hei Feng took a punch from Tang Wen when his chest was strong.
Rock-solid muscles, collapsing.
And Hei Feng's palm was also grabbed on Tang Wen's shoulder.
With a snort, his five fingers failed to make a contribution.
"You're still wearing inner armor?"
Black Blade lost his voice.
Tang Wen's other punch also arrived.
It hit him right in the chest, and the energy exploded.
Blasted him straight out.
Smack!
Tang Wen clasped his wrist with his other hand.
Knocked Black Blade flying and dragged back!
Black Blade wanted to escape, but he couldn't.
"Not good!"
"We throw in the towel!"
The Black Blade companion, who was watching from the outside, shouted.
Tang Wen turned a deaf ear and threw down punch after punch.
"Keep your men!"
"You dare!"
With two punches, Hei Feng's blood spurted wildly, and he was half dead.
The onlookers were amazed.
Tang Wen aimed at his head, ready to punch again, but suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and the fist was blocked.
"Okay, you win, spare him a life!"
The person who came was the head of the Zheng family.
Hei Feng can die, but not in Wujia City.
Otherwise, the five major families will not be able to explain to the king of Montenegro.
"Okay, for the sake of the Zheng family's face, spare your life!"
Tang Wen secretly said that it was a pity, killing Hei Feng now would not only be able to hit the Black Mountain camp, but also tie the five cities and their flame camp to the same boat.
That punch should have been smashed on the head!
"Thank you, Master Zheng." Someone from the Black Mountain camp stepped forward and fed Black Feng the elixir.
didn't even say a cruel word, and immediately left in a hurry.
Tang Wen looked at their backs, his eyes flashing, as if he wanted to chase after them immediately.
The head of the Zheng family said in his heart: Good guy, at a young age, he is so decisive, do you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots so much?
He hurriedly stopped Tang Wen: "Hehe, Commander Tang, I'm going to have a fight with the little girl!" If you win, you will be my Zheng family's fast son-in-law! ”
Tang Wen frowned when he heard this, what is a fast son-in-law, according to the script, I will lose to your daughter next.
"Okay, then ask Miss Zheng for advice."
Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Tang Wen put out his thoughts.
"Wheel war!"
"The Zheng family made it clear that they didn't want to marry their daughter to outsiders"
"Miss Zheng is a third-grade martial artist, I don't know if Tang Wen is in charge, if there is this Yanfu."
"If it were me, I would have to fight for the medicine."
"Hey, hey, hey"
Several people let out laughter that all men understand.
The head of the Zheng family said to his daughter: "It's good to let go and fight, it's okay for my father, don't worry." ”
"Hmm", Zheng Nanzhu, who is tall and has long legs, white skin and beautiful appearance, has a complicated heart.
When Tang Wen and the Zheng family master discussed the conditions for the sale, she was there.
Where would I not know that Tang Wen ended up for the sake of benefits.
If it is according to his own wishes, he will not participate in his own competition at all.
Miss Zheng walked into the martial arts arena, staring at Tang Wen with a pair of beautiful eyes with affection.
Handsome, talented, and powerful.
As if there were no drawbacks.
The background, the background of his wife, he can't afford to mess with it.
Miss Zheng was in a mess in her heart, and secretly warned herself that everything was just acting.
"Miss Zheng, please!" Tang Wen was the first to speak.
"Commander Tang, please!"
Tang Wen took a good posture and waited for a few breaths, but the woman opposite didn't move.
The people around him were secretly strange.
He couldn't wait and said "Offended!" "Punch first, and hit Miss Zheng's shoulder.
Miss Zheng's body was agile, and her body turned to avoid it.
Neither of them had the strength to explode.
It's not like a martial arts competition, but like a brother and sister in the same school.
Miss Zheng thought about losing.
Tang Wen is too lazy to work hard.
The connoisseurs around him couldn't understand it.
"Commander Tang didn't quickly break out to take down this beautiful lady, what is this doing? Could it be that it was consumed too much just now? ”
More than a dozen moves passed in a flash.
Tang Wen lost patience in his heart: Miss Zheng, what are you playing? Shoot! Hit me! What do you mean by only dodging and not attacking?
Seeing Tang Wen's eagerness, Miss Zheng secretly gritted her teeth.
Am I that bad?
Are you not tempted at all?
You just want to lose so much?
Then I won't hit you!
See how you lose!
Not attacking is her last stubbornness.
Another dozen moves past.
Miss Zheng still only dodged and didn't attack, and Tang Wen couldn't wait.
One turned around to block the eyes of the crowd, and the speed of his right hand exploded, grabbing Miss Zheng's left hand, pulling her wrist, and slamming it into his chest.
Rise.
With a gentle force under his feet, Tang Wen leaned back and flew into the air.
Deng Dengdeng, took a few steps back, exited just the right distance, and was just supported by Commander Qian's back.
After the play was over, Tang Wen sighed loudly: "Miss Zheng's family history, I am not an opponent!" Huang Lao, according to the regulations, is losing. I'm consuming too much, so I'll quit first! ”
After saying that, no matter how surprised and stunned everyone was, he disappeared into the street with a puff of smoke.
"Hey! Don't go! Zheng Nanzhu had mixed feelings in his heart.
But Tang Wen didn't look back, and left directly.
Not leaving?
If you don't go, stay where you are, do you want to deduct three bedrooms and one living room?
Two hours later, the Wang family.
When the steward of the Wang family saw Tang Wen, his face was full of surprise: "Commander Tang Wen, why are you in such a hurry, you just fought a lot of battles, and you don't come back after a night off?" ”
"Thank you for your kindness, no need. I'll do my best to get back to camp. Tang Wen, who took a nap, has recovered his spirits.
The steward of the Wang family had no choice but to nod: "It's okay, please come with me." My family's ancestral visualization technique is called "The Golden Bell Jar". Commander Tang only has one night of enlightenment, and with all due respect, no one has learned it in one night. ”
"I understand, I just want to touch the class, while I am young, and see more about it."
What the head of the Wang family has already promised, there is no reason for the steward to refuse.
A quarter of an hour later, Tang Wen came to a secret quiet room.
On the wall of the ashram, there is a mural with a golden light.
At the sentry outside the door, the steward Wang explained: "Tomorrow at half past nine, call the door on time and let him come out!" ”
"Don't worry, Lord Steward, hehe! How did this Tang Commander know that our Wang family's golden bell jar can only be cultivated by relying on tenacious spirit and water grinding kung fu, and the first time he practiced, no matter how good his talent was, he couldn't see the true scriptures! ”
Steward Wang nodded, and said again: "This Tang Wen, I really don't know what to think, just now it was clear that Miss Zheng was moved." But he ran away! ”
"What's tempting, don't talk nonsense, Miss Zheng is only worthy of our young master."
"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"
"She should be our future head of the house"
“……”
The jousting arena just now has become a trading arena at this time.
The Zheng family is very efficient, and the things they promised to give, the waterwheel drawings and waterwheel craftsmen, are all in place.
Both parties are satisfied with the deal.
Only Miss Zheng was absent-minded.
In the secret room of the Wang family, Tang Wen concentrated his mind and immersed himself in the frescoes of golden light.
(End of chapter)