84_84561 Hearing that Fang Zhixing spoke so highly of Shi Shugang's master, Li Mochou was also extremely surprised in her heart, but when she thought that Ouyang Feng of Western Poison had become one of the five best in the world with his toad skill, she was a little clear. If Shi Shugang's master really created this internal skill, even if it is not comparable to the Five Uniques, he will definitely be a master in the world. In the martial arts, although there are few such characters with extremely high martial arts but little reputation, it is not impossible.

When the two were talking, Uncle Shi on the stage had already fought with Fan Yiweng for two or three hundred moves, and although Fan Yiweng was struggling to maintain it, he was falling behind more and more. Shi Shugang has been working steadily, so that he can't find the slightest opportunity. The competition between the two, the situation is becoming clearer and clearer. According to everyone's point of view, after one or two hundred moves, Shi Shugang will be able to steadily defeat Fan Yiweng and reap this victory.

However, this idea had just flashed in the hearts of some people, and everyone in the audience saw that Uncle Shi suddenly shouted, turned into a claw with one hand, and violently grabbed Fan Yiweng's steel staff, wanting to take it by force. Fan Yiweng was originally brewing a desperate counterattack in his heart, but when he caught him like this, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly increased his strength, so that he didn't let the steel rod in his hand get out of his hand. As a person in the martial arts, it can be said that it is a great shame to have his weapon taken away, and Fan Yiweng naturally does not dare to relax.

But when Fan Yiweng condensed on his arm, his beard couldn't help but relax a little, he was able to match his beard and steel cane with each other, but in the end he couldn't be distracted from it. Seeing this, with a flick of his other hand, Fan Yiweng's beard suddenly rolled up and wrapped around his own neck. Under the poor breath, the steel rod in Fan Yiweng's hand couldn't help but loosen, and was snatched by Uncle Shi. Then he slapped his hands, and a huge force pressed on it, and Fan Yiweng could no longer move at all.

This is a long story, but in fact, it is only in an instant, and many people have not yet reacted. I saw that Uncle Shi had just restrained Fan Yiweng all of a sudden, and he was a little unclear and unbelievable. According to what everyone saw, although Shi Shugang's martial arts were better than Fan Yiweng's, there were not too many, how could he have expected that Shi Shugang would highlight his strange moves. restrained the other party in one fell swoop.

However, some of the masters who watched the battle in the field nodded secretly, and rejudged Uncle Shi. Although the moves used by Shi Shugang just now were still based on force, there was no lack of small kung fu, and he finally restrained Fan Yiweng. The force control is even more subtle. Judging from this point alone, this person obviously hasn't used all his strength in the martial arts competition just now, this kind of strength is really amazing! That is, to compete for the leader of this Junshan martial arts, this Shi Shugang is only afraid that there are some possibilities.

In the next game, one of the Shi brothers still played, and Shi Bowei, the white-fronted mountain monarch, played against Baicaoxian. Although Shi Bowei's martial arts are not as good as Shi Shugang, he is also a first-class master in the rivers and lakes. The high level of martial arts is not much higher than that of Fan Yiweng. However, he faced the Baicao Immortal, the recognized leader of the poison secret weapon group, and his means were even more skillful. When he arrived on the stage, Shi Bowei was hit by the drug cast by Baicao Xian at some point, and after fighting for a while, he was stunned and fell on the stage, and he never had the strength to fight back. In this way, Baicao Xian easily won the victory. Although some people in the audience scolded Baicao Fairy for being shameless. But there was no obstacle to his promotion.

"In the seventh game, the wheel king Zhang Yiyu played against the red pretty ghost!" Zhu Ziliu came to the stage to take the antidote for Shi Bowei. The next competition was announced. Hearing this, a scribe in his mid-thirties jumped onto the stage. This person is well-dressed, and the folding fan in his hand is gently shaken, which looks quite elegant, but there is an impermanent ghost with an extended tongue painted on the fan, which looks quite weird, and it is obviously Zhang Yiyu, the king of the wheel. And the person opposite him is a woman in a big red dress and a whole body as red as fire, who is the red ghost in a cave in Xishan, and is considered by many to be one of the weakest people to enter the finals this time.

"This little lady, I don't know how old she is, but she has been married, Xiaosheng is so polite!" Zhang Yiyu saw that he was facing such a woman, his eyes lit up, and he said politely, like a scholar.

When the impermanence ghost in the audience heard this, he scolded a few words, and he couldn't wait to go on stage immediately and fight to the death with Zhang Yiyu. He was defeated by Zhang Yiyu, and he has always been extremely resentful of him, and now he is extremely unhappy when he sees him breathing his ninth sister.

Before the red pretty ghost came to power, he had heard the third brother impermanence ghost say that Zhang Yiyu was extremely misbelieving. Seeing that the other party had just asked such an inconspicuous word as soon as he started, he snorted coldly and said: "If you want to fight, you can fight, a few nonsense, look at the knife!" lifted the scimitar in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Yiyu.

Zhang Yiyu grinned, easily avoided it, and said: "What a pungent little lady, you still need to train well!" Although his tone was relaxed, his hands did not relax at all, after all, the person who broke into the finals was at least a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and no one could ignore it.

As a famous master in the Jiangnan martial arts, Zhang Yiyu's martial arts are naturally extraordinary, and he is so serious that the red pretty ghost suddenly struggles. After all, the red pretty ghost was able to break into the finals this time, in fact, the accidental factor accounted for more. When it comes to strength, the hanged ghost, Wan Yanping and others will beat her, and this time she came to the stage, and everyone didn't have the slightest hope of her winning.

But even so, the red pretty ghost also raised the knife in his hand and concentrated on Zhang Yiyu's moves. She takes it so seriously, Zhang Yiyu is naturally happy, he is the most loved, and now in the face of this kind of person who has a lot of strength and does not give up, it is an excellent opportunity to show himself.

"It's a pity! This person's heart is not good enough, and his martial arts are a little vain, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to win the quota of Huashan Sword!" Fang Zhixing watched from the side of the stage and thought in his heart. He watched it for a while, and already knew that Zhang Yiyu's strength was light skills, but the competition in the ring was the most difficult to play.

The more the red ghost and Zhang Yiyu fought, the more frightened they became, seeing Zhang Yiyu going back and forth in the field, but he couldn't help the other party, and he understood the gap between the two. If it weren't for the fact that she finally passed a few rounds of competition to reach the finals, I am afraid that she might have abstained. But in the ring, this is clearly not a good idea.

Thinking about it, the spirit of the red pretty ghost couldn't help but be a little trance, suddenly, she suddenly felt that her hand was light, and the scimitar had been snatched away by Zhang Yiyu, and said to herself: "Little lady, it's not a good habit to wander away in martial arts, don't lose your weapon at will!"

The red ghost took it in a daze, and he didn't know what he was trying to write, and suddenly his face changed, and he wanted to fight with Zhang Yilu again, but he knew that he had been defeated, and he couldn't help the other party. With a cold snort, he jumped down the Xuanyuan platform and admitted that he had admitted defeat. Seeing this, Zhang Yiyu smiled slightly, arched his hand to everyone, and declared his victory. (To be continued)