In order to verify whether Zhan Zhao's "talent" has really been inherited and reversed, the old men began to carry out a series of "tests" on him.

First, Tianzun took a persimmon and put it on the table, let Zhan Zhao break it.

Zhan Zhao looked at the old man silently - Do you want me to be happy? The little foursome can even break it.

"Let you use the internal force you just now!" Tianzun signaled the circle in the air.

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to draw a circle, and the "no" array internal force appeared in the air...

Zhan Zhao raised his hand and gently pushed the internal force towards the persimmon... The persimmon was covered by a light net.

Everyone looked at the persimmon intently.

But after waiting for a long time, the persimmon did not respond.

The Heavenly Lord picked up the persimmon and looked at it. He saw the surface of the persimmon covered with golden light. Even the skin was not broken. It was bare and still the persimmon just now, intact.

Zhan Zhao blinked.

"Maoer, have you used your internal strength?" Bai Yutang asked.

Zhan Zhao nodded, he used it... There is no use, where is the light coming from!

"Then don't use that formation, just use internal strength?" Lin Yehuo asked him to try again.

Tianzun put the persimmons back on the table.

Zhan Zhao flicked his fingers gently from a distance... the persimmon was split into two.

After looking at his hands, Zhan Zhao was sure that there was no problem with his internal strength. Then why did he use that formation as if even his internal strength was offset?

He took another persimmon and placed it on the table. Zhan Zhao drew the formation a little smaller, and then pushed it with enough internal force... As a result, the persimmon was still motionless.

Zhan Zhao was stunned and shook his hand. "My internal force attacked my own internal force and offset my own internal force!"

A group of old men shook their heads at Zhan Zhao who was so anxious that he was talking nonsense - he had never seen such a funny child!

The little fourth son raised his face and asked the Demon King, "Yaoyao, is it the opposite of Maomao when he uses this formation?"

A group of old men nodded.

"What does that look like? If it is used to deal with persimmons?" Xiao Sizi pointed to Zhan Zhao, who was competing with persimmons at this moment.

"If the old ghost swings the formation like him, let alone persimmons, the entire Hundred Bird Garden will be gone." Tianzun couldn't help but complain.

The other old men also nodded.

"But, when Cat just dealt with that fierce monk, she was obviously super powerful!" Xiao Sizi couldn't understand why Zhan Zhao fell down with a move, but now she couldn't even slap a persimmon.

"If this persimmon is eaten, it might be useful." The White Dragon King complained.

The little Sizi pouted - you didn't help but think of a solution, you would know how to bully the cat.

Several old men looked up at the sky - who bullied him? Isn't this helping him find a way?

"Or else try to face the internal strength?" The White Ghost King suggested.

Tianzun thought it was possible to try it out, that is, internal force against internal force, to see if this formation could offset the opponent's internal force.

The Heavenly Lord waved to Zhan Zhao, and that meant - you and I each beat each other up to see how the effect was.

Zhan Zhao was anxious before he agreed to the fifth master, "What if Maoer's array technique can't offset your internal strength, wouldn't he be beaten in vain?"

Zhan Zhao was quite like a try just now. When he heard this, he shrank his hand and hid behind the fifth master - he wanted to get a palm from the Heavenly Lord for nothing?

The fifth master also looked at his master - do you know the importance of the attack? Don't break it.

The Heavenly Lord stretched out his hand and wanted to pull his apprentice's ear - have you been paralyzed? Before you even slapped your cat, you were on top of the seven emotions... Can I still fight to you with my master?

Yao Changtian and Lu Tianhan both looked at Tianzun and shook their heads together to show that the old ghost was not reliable. Maybe they were really beaten to kill the cat. The two elders raised their hands - otherwise I would...

Bai Yutang looked at his grandfather and uncle, but was still worried.

All three old men are angry - isn't the cat the closest to?

The fifth master protected them from trying with Zhan Zhao... Finally, the White Dragon King raised his hand, "I'll do it!"

The other three old men looked at him - are you going to have a lightning strike to death kitten?

Zhan Zhao looked straight up to his head.

The demon king waved his hand and pointed at Bai Yutang, "Then why should Xiaobaitang come."

After thinking about it, the fifth master seemed that he was the safest to be the only one who could do it.

Tianzun and the others all reminded him behind him, "Don't just focus on the kitten, you will get a slap on your own later."

Zhan Zhao was sulking behind him - it was probably okay if he was beaten. My Yutang should be stronger than a persimmon...

After discussing and deciding, it was finally time for Wu Ye and Zhan Zhao to try each other.

Both of them basically didn't use any internal force, mainly to see if Zhan Zhao could use the formation to offset Bai Yutang's internal force.

In order to look more intuitive, the fifth master's internal force is frost and snow...

However... the golden light array drawn by Zhan Zhao passed through the ice in the air... Not to mention, it was quite beautiful, with the flying snowflakes shining with golden light.

But there was no snowflake shattering or changing direction. In the end, Zhan Zhao was covered in frost, and Wu Ye's hair did not shake.

Now everyone was stunned.

Zhan Zhao was also stupid, looking at his hand and muttered, "What's the thing Mao Ye draws? It will only offset my own internal strength... So is this website exclusive to Gentian fruit? In other cases, I will hit myself?!

Bai Yutang also found it strange, there was no reason...Where did Zhan Zhao's internal strength go?

"Maoer, don't try drawing that net?" Wu Ye signaled Zhan Zhao to do it again.

Then, the two of them clapped each other again... This time, the snowflakes and the golden light obviously met in the air, spreading and falling, like the sunshine all over the ground...

The little fourth son clapped his hands, "It looks good!"

Zhan Zhao was wondering - it was indeed that website that mislead me! If you don’t draw that thing, everything is normal!

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Sizi was so anxious and asked several old men with a raised face.

The old men tilted their heads and asked the same question - Yes, why is this happening?

"It's strange..." The White Dragon King shook his head straight - the Palace Master's strongest skill, how did it become a useless skill when it was passed to the catcat?

Of course, the most confused thing at this time was Zhan Zhao - when he was just looking at Que Yue, he was obviously amazing...

Everyone saw Zhan Zhao scattering light nets at the table of persimmons. Finally, all the persimmons were shining golden. The crows stood on the treetops and kept screaming, just like the "laughter" they usually saw when Sai Xiao was stupid.

Lin Yehuo couldn't help but complain, "This is probably the first cat that was despised by the birds... Usually, the birds only dare to despise the dogs."

The old men stood in a row and shook their heads and shook their heads - the cats are so amazing!

...

After watching for a while, Xiao Sizi said, "Don't talk about this for now, don't waste persimmons!"

After saying that, Tuanzi took a frame and asked the shadow guards to put hundreds of golden persimmons in the frame, and handed them to the door to passers-by... After a while, the children who followed their parents out for autumn outings each had a golden persimmon, just like a light ball.

The old men all looked at Zhan Zhao - the ultimate mystery that is good-looking but not useful!

Zhan Zhao, who was seriously hit, squatted at the table and held a persimmon and muttered - Master Mao’s life is over!

Bai Yutang also squatted down and reached out to touch his head - it won't be that Maoer, in fact, there is no loss, and his painting has made progress!

Zhan Zhao turned his head quietly to look at Bai Yutang - Xiaobaitang is also too much!

...

Later, everyone came to the vicinity of the paddock.

Zhao Pu pulled Gongsun and came together, and the little four son happily threw himself into his father.

Mr. Gongsun had a rare leisure time, so Zhao Pu pulled him to the lake and had a great time.

The two of them originally planned to go to the yard to meet everyone, but when they walked through Bailing Garden and headed to the Hundred Bird Garden, they saw that the children on the road were holding golden persimmons.

Gongsun thought it was pretty good, so he asked someone where to buy it and planned to buy one for Xiao Sizi.

As a result, I heard that the little Sizi posted it at the entrance of the Hundred Bird Garden, which made Zhao Pu and Gongsun quite puzzled - what new tricks have Tuanzi figured out?

When we arrived at the Hundred Birds Garden, everyone gathered together and started talking about wrestling competitions.

Zhao Pu said that the final number of contestants decided this year's wrestling competition is the strongest in history, and the final will be very fierce. The winner will be awarded the title of "No. 1 Heroic Man in the World" by the emperor.

When Zhan Zhao first came to Kaifeng, he was a little interested in this project and always wanted to register, but unfortunately he was not enough to weigh. Even if he secretly put two pieces of iron on his body when registering, he was still driven out of the field by the examiner because he was not worth enough.

In the afternoon, the ring in the paddock was almost completed. After layers of competition, the four warriors who advanced to the semi-finals appeared in the driving range.

There will be three games tonight, and the finals will be played after two semi-finals and the civil and military officials.

Because this kind of sacrificial ceremony is held every year, everyone has also seen the experience.

Usually, formal competitions are not the best, because the participants will seek stability during the finals, so there will not be too many exaggerated movements and risky plays, and the game will be relatively dull.

But the practice match is the best.

Moreover, during practice competitions, there are often scenes where contestants play more than one-two and practice all kinds of tricks.

Gongsun and his son are not interested in all fighting-related activities, but Xiao Sizi loves to watch wrestling because the contestants are a lot of fleshy, they are all very "fat", but they are all very flexible!
To be continued...