When.

Zhang Huaiyi looked up and saw that a big man with bronze skin had just placed a half-human-high wine jar on his table.

The big man's eyes showed a fierce light, and he saw Zhang Huaiyi's liver tremble.

"Strong, strong, we have something to say......"

"Senior Brother Zhang." Li Ding exhaled a breath of wine, and said in an urn voice: "Last time, I said goodbye, and it was like a world away." See you today, I salute you! ”

"Huh?" Zhang Huaiyi was inexplicable at first, and then turned back with a sudden realization.

Sure enough, the senior brother behind him stood up.

Zhang Zhiwei showed a farewell smile and hugged his fists and said, "Brother Li, long time no see!" ”

He searched left and right, and finally picked up the teapot from the table and held it in his hand.

"I you with this."

"Haha, good!" Li Ding smiled freely, hugged the wine jar and began to drink it in large gulps.

The liquor was like a waterfall, but it didn't spill a trace outside, and it entered Li Ding's stomach firmly.

Zhang Zhiwei held the teapot high, and the spout was level with the lower lip.

He tilted the teapot slightly, his mouth inhaling.

The steamy tea first fell, then rose, arcing in a delicate arc and flying into the mouth a foot away.

Everyone around them stopped their own things and looked at the two of them intently.

A ten-pound wine belly, the stomach did not rise.

The other drank all the hot tea, his mouth was not red, and he was not panting.

Li Ding and Zhang Zhiwei put down the guy in their hands at the same time, looked at each other and smiled, and the people around them applauded.

Russell slapped his face, his eyes showing a strange look.

Master Li Ding will do it, and he will do it too, but he will decompose the wine and refine it.

He doesn't even have to sweat to get rid of excess water like Li Ding.

Russell is able to break down more completely, respiring alone to release pure water vapor from the body.

But Zhang Zhiwei's drinking hot tea, just that long inhalation, is not something that can be done simply.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiwei did not have any swallowing movements.

In other words, the tea flies into the mouth and falls into the esophagus just right.

This strength, one more point, not one point less.

If he were to be himself, Russell would still be a little difficult to think to himself.

Half a pot of water is OK, a whole pot, it's still far away.

Li Ding looked at Zhang Zhiwei with burning eyes, with admiration on his face, but there was still war intent in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhang, good kung fu. But I'd like to play against you again. ”

He turned his head to look at Tang Bingwen, hugged his fists and said, "Door chief, is it okay?" ”

"No—"

"Eh, Don." Zhang Jingqing interrupted urgently, he looked at Li Ding with a smile, and then his eyes swept over Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Huaiyi, Russell and the juniors of the Tang Sect.

"Just let them practice together."

"If you don't think about it, you can't make a difference, and if you don't learn from each other, it's hard to make progress. You're right, Don Sr.? ”

"Old Zhang, you disciple, Zhang Zhiwei, right? You're about to be able to compete with me, right? ”

Tang Bingwen shook his head and smiled, "You're not sparring, you're giving advice." ”

"Isn't that what I said about having an apprentice?" Zhang Jingqing stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Huaiyi, "This, just hit it." ”

Zhang Huaiyi wanted to speak again and again, because he saw his master's warning gaze.

There are still some small grievances in my heart.

Recently, he hasn't hidden any money, and he hasn't hidden any tricks.

Why are you going to be pushed into the ring again?

"Then I don't want to." Tang Bingwen pursed his lips, "You have more eyes than me now, I can't calculate you." ”

"That's it." Zhang Jingqing approached Tang Bingwen, and it took two people to hear the voice and said:

"No matter what, you just need to let Russell meet my two apprentices. After the deed is completed, as long as the time for Russell's golden light spell is reached, I will pass on half of the thunder method to him. ”

"There is no requirement to change one's surname." Zhang Jingqing then added.

"Really?"

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"

"Good!" Tang Bingwen stood up, "Since Li Ding has raised this head, then let's just have fun." ”

"If you want to find two high-ranking disciples in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, regardless of seniority, you can go up."

Zhang Jingqing also stood up, "Zhiwei, Huaiyi, the two of you, no matter who comes, you have to continue, you know?" ”

"Disciple understands." Zhang Zhiwei clenched his fists, his expression was no different from before.

"Brother, my disciple also understands." Zhang Huaiyi agreed hard, his eyes couldn't help but roll, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Tang Men made a move, known for being insidious and ruthless.

If you face this group of killing gods, will you have no arms and legs......

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at his junior brother and stretched out his hand to press on his shoulder, "Huaiyi, everyone is just talking, don't be so nervous." ”

"We don't use Lei Fa, and people won't use killing moves, just use martial arts to meet friends."

Whew-

"That's what Senior Brother said." Zhang Huaiyi put his mind down, and his body straightened up.

Russell's eyes moved slightly, he saw Tang Bingwen nodding lightly at him, and immediately understood what his doorman meant-

Rest assured, there are benefits, and there will be no losses.

That's nice.

Russell's eyes fell on Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi, and he also wanted to know how much the gap between himself and contemporary strangers was there.

After the rain, it was just as time for everyone to be full of wine and food.

The martial arts training ground was filled with the fresh smell of earth, and a rainbow crossed the nameless mountain of Tangmen.

A bird chirped by, and when they saw the people below, they landed on a branch and watched curiously.

Li Ding faced Zhang Zhiwei, but in his mind, he remembered the scene a few years ago, when this kid directly knocked him down with a golden light spell.

Since that day, he has never slackened for a moment, and every day he is either refining weapons or practicing Qi.

Although that scene has faded away after teaching Russell, I still have some expectations in my heart when I see Zhang Zhiwei again-

What if, can you win?

Zhang Zhiwei stood there, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, like a dead tree that had just reached spring, full of life in the silence.

"Senior Brother Zhang, please!"

Li Ding's fists and palms intersected, making a crisp sound like a thunderbolt.

The black armor was wrapped all over the body, and the whole person was like a bull, and he crashed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

The moment Zhang Zhiwei rushed forward in front of Li Ding, he moved.

The remnants of the wide road robe were still in place, and the real body had already come to Li Ding.

It just so happened that at the moment when Li Ding landed his left foot and his right foot just exerted force, Zhang Zhiwei inserted it like a flying knife.

Zhang Zhiwei put one foot on Li Ding's right foot, and his right palm pushed out from his shoulder.

The palm wrapped in golden light, in Li Ding's eyes, was like a mountain peak, wrapped in endless winds, and suppressed it.

He only had to cross his arms in front of him.

While!

The moment Zhang Zhiwei's palm touched Li Ding, he took it back, and his strength was only six points.

But Li Ding flew out directly, revealing a bright red palm print on his arm.

The black armor that originally wrapped the arm did not even fall to the ground, and it was slapped to the ground.

Boom.

Tang Jiaren stretched out his hand to catch Li Ding, and the soles of his feet sank an inch deep.

He looked at Zhang Zhiwei deeply, and then silently patted Li Ding's shoulder twice, but did not speak.

Li Ding's head was a little dizzy, and he didn't wake up until now.

But there was no trace of frustration, and a momentary defeat made him smile with relief.

Li Ding arched his hand at Zhang Zhiwei, relieved, "Senior Brother Zhang, thank you for your mercy." ”

"Brother Li is polite." Zhang Zhiwei returned the salute, his eyes were as usual, without the slightest joy of victory.

"Okay, next one, Huaiyi, you come." Zhang Jingqing was the first to speak, and then looked at Tang Bingwen.

"Xiao Luo, you go and try it."