There were 128 teenagers between the ages of 13 and 16 in Zhangfu, and two days later, the first round of the competition was over, and the top 64 of the big competition had been decided. Next, the Zhang family will draw lots, so that these sixty-four teenagers can determine their opponents by drawing lots.

Zhang Ye continued to take the Quenching Pill and the Body Refining Pill for cultivation in the past two days, but he came relatively late, and by the time he came to the martial arts training ground to draw lots, the lottery was almost over.

Zhang Ye casually took out a lot, glanced at it, and saw three big characters written on it: "Seventh." ”

Zhang Ye walked to the deacon of the record with a wooden stick, and was about to ask his opponent when a rough voice came: "Zhang Ye, you don't have to look for it." You won the seventh game, and I won the seventh game. In other words, your opponent is me. ”

With the voice, a tall figure walked over.

Zhang Ye looked over and saw that the person who was walking towards him, although he was still a teenager, his body was twice larger than himself, one arm was as thick as his thigh, the exposed muscles were bulging, and the green tendons were as big as fingers.

What caught Zhang Ye's attention the most was that this huge person actually had a martial arts triple cultivation.

You must know that people with huge bodies are generally muscular and simple-minded, and this type of person can bully ordinary people, but because their minds can't keep up, they generally have no achievements in martial arts. This person has a huge body, but he can cultivate to the Martial Dao Triple at the age of sixteen, which makes Zhang Ye have to pay attention to it.

"Hey, hey. You probably don't know who I am, do you? I am Zhang Yun, that is, Zhang Shui's eldest brother. The sturdy young man stretched out a thick finger and pointed at Zhang Ye: "I don't know what kind of trick you used to defeat my brother in the last game." But no matter what, this time I'm avenging my brother. Boy, be careful with me, don't let me beat the yolk of your eggs, haha......"

"Zhang Yun?"

Hearing this name, Zhang Ye remembered the words of his mother Liu Suqing and Zhang Qing. Both of these people have mentioned Zhang Yun, and among them, Zhang Qing, who thinks highly of himself, even lists Zhang Yun as one of his real opponents.

To be able to be mentioned continuously, there must be some real skills. So, what is this Zhang Yun's ability? Zhang Ye's expression did not move at all, he was ridiculed and sarcastic at Zhang Yun, ignoring it, and looked at Zhang Yun silently.

Seeing that Zhang Ye didn't make a sound, Zhang Yun laughed: "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

Zhang Yun's voice was very loud, and he only said one or two sentences, which attracted the attention of many people. Some people who have a good relationship with Zhang Shui and Zhang Yun, and when they saw Zhang Yun laughing at Zhang Ye, they all laughed and agreed.

"Hehe, obviously scared. Look at his thighs, they are not as thick as Zhang Yun's arms, and when he got on the competition platform, Zhang Yun was afraid that he would break into two when he touched it lightly......"

"Yes, yes, I hope Zhang Yun doesn't go too far, don't really beat out his egg yolk, hehe......"

"Egg yolk shouldn't be possible. No matter how you say it, this chapter Ye also has the strength of the martial arts triple......"

"Not necessarily. Zhang Yun's bison strength had been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and his whole body was almost invulnerable, and it was even more terrifying when attacking. As long as this chapter leaf is touched once, it will be over......"

Maybe it was deliberately let Zhang Ye hear it, these people spoke very loudly, so that half of the people in the martial arts training ground could hear it clearly.

With a sneer on the corner of Zhang Yun's mouth, he looked at Zhang Ye and waited for Zhang Ye to attack. But to his surprise, Zhang Ye was unmoved at all after hearing so many ugly words, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Zhang Yun's eyes rolled, and Haha said to Zhang Ye with a smile: "Since we are waiting for opponents, let's get to know each other now." As he spoke, he stretched out a thick palm and wanted to shake hands with Zhang Ye.

When the people next to him saw Zhang Yun's actions, they all smiled narrowly. They knew that this Zhang Yun was now bent on making Zhang Ye ugly.

Zhang Yun is talented, his body is much larger than ordinary people, and his strength is far superior to that of his peers. And his parents have always had high hopes for him, since he was a child, he chose a book called "Bison Jin" for him to practice, and until now, Zhang Yun's "Bison Jin" has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and every move has thousands of catties of strength, and it is extremely powerful. ,

Now Zhang Yun took the initiative to shake hands, which clearly showed that he wanted to bully Zhang Ye with his own strength. If Zhang Ye agrees to shake hands, it will be uncomfortable, if he doesn't shake hands, he will look stingy again, and he will be weak before he gets on the martial arts platform.

After Zhang Ye's memory awakened, his mind was far more mature than his peers. Seeing Zhang Yun's actions, he immediately understood what Zhang Yun meant, sneered in his heart, and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

"Hmm!"

The onlookers didn't expect Zhang Ye to really dare to shake hands with Zhang Yun, and they all let out a surprised sound, and someone whispered: "I'm afraid this Zhang Ye doesn't know how powerful Zhang Yun is, right? Zhang Yun can even crush stones, shake hands with Zhang Yun, I'm afraid that the bones of my hands will be broken into dozens of pieces!"

Everyone nodded, their faces showing agreement. The power of this chapter of clouds can only be understood as long as you experience it.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Ye's palm and Zhang Yun's palm touched together.

Zhang Ye's palm was half smaller than Zhang Yun's palm, and Zhang Yun easily held Zhang Ye's hand. A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to crush Zhang Ye's palm with force, when he suddenly felt Zhang Ye's palm move slightly, and Zhang Ye's palm suddenly changed and became like a snake!

"Huh, do you want to overcome rigidity with softness and dissolve my strength?" Zhang Yun sneered, and twisted his big hand hard!

Softness can overcome rigidity, but conversely, rigidity can also overcome softness. Zhang Yun's twist was incredibly powerful, even a soft towel would be twisted into pieces by him.

It's a pity that Zhang Ye's hands are not towels. In the past few days, Zhang Yun has been contemplating the "Lingbo Three Uniques", although he can't complete the comprehension of this intermediate martial arts cheats, but he has combined the meaning of "goodness is like water" from the "Tao Te Ching", and has seen a trace of the mystery of "the power of water softness", and has his own unique understanding of rigidity and softness.

Feeling Zhang Yun's strength, one of Zhang Ye's hands moved slightly again, and the true qi in his body was emitted in a mysterious way, naturally distributed on the palm, making the palm more slippery than a snake. At the same time, his five fingers suddenly began to twist, and in a flash, and in a twitch, his hand had gotten rid of the huge force on Zhang Yun's palm.

"Smack!" Before breaking away from Zhang Yun's control, one of Zhang Ye's tail fingers was drawn back like a python, and it was directly drawn to Zhang Yun's vein. The wrist vein is the most vulnerable part of the hand, and Zhang Ye pumped it back, although the force was not great, but it also made Zhang Yun's entire arm numb, and it was difficult to even lift a finger.

"This ...... Overcome rigidity with softness, you really did it!" Zhang Yun looked at the red finger prints on the veins, thinking that Zhang Ye had easily gotten rid of his huge strength just now, and skillfully implemented a counterattack, allowing himself to suffer a small loss, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of horror in his heart.

"Ah, that's ......"

"Ah, what's going on?"

"Yes, this Zhang Ye can easily get rid of Zhang Yun's palm, this is too powerful, right?"

The onlookers were about to admire Zhang Ye's uncomfortable appearance, but they didn't expect Zhang Ye to easily take out his hand, and beat Zhang Yun's veins red, and couldn't help but be surprised, and there were many discussions, and there was no contempt for Zhang Ye before.

"Don't think you'll be able to get rid of my palm and you'll win. Zhang Yun was a little embarrassed on his face, and said to Zhang Ye in a deep voice: "This can be tricked, but it can't be tricked on the competition platform." Prepare for a fiasco!"

Zhang Ye didn't say a word, and his face still had that quiet expression. But with the ability he easily got rid of Zhang Yun's grasp just now, no one present dared to despise him. The person who sarcastically ridiculed Zhang Ye before left quietly, so as not to be bored.