When they heard someone competing, the hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Ding Zhong and the young owner of the manor at the same time.

The yamen runners here are secretly cheering for Ding Zhong, hoping that Ding Zhong would win, but they are more worried: Ding Zhong is just a slave in Lord Shi’s mansion. Will he have unique skills?

Shi Xiaohong also hopes that Ding Zhong can win, after all, he is Shi Xiandi’s person.

Di Qinglin took off his coat, exposed his tight clothes, clasped his fists at Ding Zhong and said:

"Old hero, please!"

Ding Zhong nodded, walked to the center of the venue slowly, clasped his fists and saluted Di Qinglin. Di Qinglin refused to answer again, stepped forward, jumped high, and then slapped his right fist to Ding Zhong's ear with the force of Mount Tai.

Ding Zhong's body was still, his fingers were slightly bent, and his shape looked like a fist but not a fist, and he looked like a palm but not a palm. Seeing that Di Qinglin's fist had reached its visibility, Ding Zhong raised his left hand lightly and flew from bottom to top towards the Daling point on Di Qinglin's wrist.

Di Qinglin was startled, and quickly lifted his breath and twisted his body, closed his fists and kicked Ding Zhong's right shoulder. Ding Zhong shook his body and dodged by.

Di Qinglin landed on the ground and said in his heart: "This man has resolved his offensive without moving half a step under his feet. It is indeed hidden and should not be underestimated!"

Di Qinglin no longer dared to underestimate the enemy at all, so he fisted and fought with Ding Zhong again.

Everyone calmed down and opened their eyes wide to look at the two of them in the field. At the beginning, they could see clearly, but the two of them became more and more active in fighting. One was the fist shadow flying and the other was the Fazangzhu. Later, they could not distinguish the moves of the two of them. They only saw two figures turning back and forth in the field and moving left and right.

Princess Anning looked at the situation in the field without blinking. Whenever Di Qinglin gained the upper hand, she felt happy and even cheered up. But when she saw Di Qinglin at a disadvantage, she was nervous and couldn't breathe.

Shi Jinrou was relatively calm. Although she hoped Ding Zhong would win, she thought that Ding Zhong might be better off in this situation.

The owner of the Di Zhuang was full of sword eyebrows, sometimes confused, sometimes pondered, sometimes surprised...

The two of them fought for nearly half a stick of incense. Di Qinglin couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that he could not defeat Ding Zhong. He suddenly turned into a palm, and his body movements changed from the speed and speed of the past, becoming more elegant and elegant. His palms were like flowing clouds and water, which seemed soothing and tangible, but in fact they were erratic and unpredictable.

When Master Di saw it, his brows frowned even tighter, and there was a hint of anger in his deep eyes.

Looking at Ding Zhong again, as Di Qinglin changed, he also changed. His figure suddenly became shaking left and right, like the Eight Immortals in the Drunken Land, and even like branches and leaves in the wind. His counterattack was even more flexible than his arms when he danced his legs!

Seeing Ding Zhong's leg technique, Master Di sucked in his air, his eyes filled with incredible astonishment! Unfortunately, everyone was paying attention to the changes in the venue and did not see the shock in his eyes.

However, one person still noticed that it was Ding Zhong. Since Di Qinglin turned his fist into a palm and changed his body skills, Ding Zhong secretly paid attention to the eyes of Master Di outside the field. When he deliberately used his unique skill - the Leaf Leg Technique, he paid close attention to the changes in Master Di's eyes.

Seeing the shocked look of the owner Di Zhuang, Ding Zhong suddenly became hesitant for a moment, and finally Di Qinglin slapped his right shoulder with a palm. Ding Zhong staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

In an instant, there was a thunderous applause in the hall, especially Princess Anning and the people in Feiyun Villa cheered and cheered loudly. On the contrary, Di Qinglin felt that he was a little confused, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He was stunned and there was not much joy of victory.

Ding Zhong stood up, bowed to Di Qinglin, and said calmly: "Young hero has excellent martial arts skills, and he is convinced by the loss."

Di Qinglin bowed his fists and said, "The old hero has given up! I won by chance, but it is not better to be better!"

Princess Anning was so happy that she forgot her identity. She ran over and grabbed Di Qinglin's hand and said, "Young Master Di is really powerful. I'm afraid that Acheng is not your opponent!" As she said that, she even glanced at Shi Jinrou unconsciously.

The owner of the village Di laughed and pointed to the position next to Shi Jinrou and said loudly: "Ding Yingxiong, please sit here!" Then, he ordered: "Come on, bring another pair of bowls and chopsticks for Ding Yingxiong!"

Ding Zhong was not polite either. As he spoke, he sat next to Shi Jinrou. Di Qinglin and Princess An Ning also returned to the table to sit.

Everyone sat down, and a servant filled everyone with wine glasses. The owner of Manor Di raised his glass and said to Ding Zhong:

"Ding Yingxiong, please forgive me for being stupid. I didn't see that you have amazing martial arts skills. I have neglected you. Come on, I will punish myself three cups. Please forgive me!"

Ding Zhong quickly stood up and said, "Master Di is a master of the world. How dare you take the word "amazing" in this subtle way? The owner of the manor does not need to punish himself. Ding Zhong will respect him first!" After that, Ding Zhong raised his glass and drank the wine in the glass.

The owner of Manor Di smiled heartily, lifted his mask slightly, looked up, and took a moment of inhalation and drank no drop of the wine in the glass.

After drinking, the owner of the village Di signaled Ding Zhong to sit down and continued to ask: "Your leg technique was shocking. I wonder what leg technique it was? Can you give me a message?"

Ding Zhong smiled and said, "This leg technique has no name. It is mostly a move made by himself, which makes the owner laugh. Ding Zhong named this leg technique 'Qiufeng Leg Technique'."

Master Di smiled and said, "Ding Yingxiong doesn't have to be humble. The autumn wind swept through the clouds, a good name!"

Everyone here was a little confused. It was obvious that the autumn wind should have swept the fallen leaves, so why did the owner of the manor say that it was "sweeping the clouds"? But for some reason, everyone was shocked by the momentum emitted by the owner of the manor, and even Princess Anning dared not correct the owner of the manor's "slip".

Ding Zhong said calmly: "My leg skills are not worth mentioning. However, Young Master Di's palm skills are ethereal and elegant, and they are suddenly unstable. They are a unique skill! I can be convinced after losing."

Master Di sighed and said, "The son of the dog is ignorant, how can he know your wiseness? I hope he can forgive him if he offends!"
Chapter completed!