Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh return to secular
Helian Changying had seen the purpose behind Xiaoxue's poisoning. If she really arrived at the villa, then Xiaoxue's situation would be worrying!
He Qizhou began to scan the crowd carefully, and there was no woman there. But He Qizhou knew that with Helian Changying's status, it was not difficult to get a good reputation, or it was possible to stay in the guest room of the villa. Although Yu Wenrui was gone now, but
Helian Changying's threat was many times greater, and with Shuitang Yecai, Kulun Cangqiong and others, he had to be extremely careful.
Yu Wenchan on the stage circled He Kun's name, and then said to Hu Lun: "He Kun's playing position will be adjusted to behind the last person to enter the village today. If he does not play next time, he will be disqualified."
"Understood." Hu Lun nodded in agreement.
Maybe they were afraid of Zhao Qianzhong, but unexpectedly, both of them expressed that they would fight again tomorrow and moved their rankings to the bottom.
The number of people watching the battle by the pool continued to increase, and five more people entered. He Qizhou finally saw Ye Cai, who entered alone. He Qizhou paid special attention to Ye Cai's eyes, and found that after scanning the crowd, he flashed surprised eyes from time to time, but
That look in his eyes just flashed by.
From the flash of Ye Cai's eyes, He Qizhou knew that there were many people by the pool whom Ye Cai knew, and maybe many of them were from the government.
Ye Cai, who pretended to be calm, slowly stood on the right side of He Qizhou. Those who had recently entered could only stand apart along the shore of the pool. The positions facing the stone platform and bamboo tower had long been occupied by those who had entered the villa earlier.
"The next one is Qiu Changfeng of Qingcheng Sihai Martial Arts School." As soon as Yu Wenchan finished speaking, a half-century-old man in smart clothes came on stage.
"Master Qiu, why are you here to join in the fun?" Zhao Qianzhong obviously knew Qiu Changfeng.
"Haha, I really just want to join in the fun. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. I just want to ask the experts from all over the world for some advice." Qiu Changfeng signed the death certificate and stood opposite Zhao Qianzhong. The implication seemed to be that he was preparing to fight multiple people in a row, and
Zhao Qianzhong was not taken seriously.
"I hope Master Qiu will still have the opportunity to ask others for advice." Zhao Qianzhong was arrogant and immediately agreed.
"Humph, Young Master Zhao is so charming and elegant, even if he wins three games, he may not be able to gain recognition, right?" Qiu Changfeng became a little angry.
"Master Qiu has many children and grandchildren. He must have caught a glimpse of Miss Qi's true face in Qingcheng, so he traveled thousands of miles to Hanjian Villa, right?" Zhao Qianzhong exposed Qiu Changfeng's true intention and no longer gave the other party any face.
"Hey, bickering or fighting? Fighting or not?" a bald man on the shore shouted.
"Please enlighten me!" Zhao Qianzhong took advantage of this opportunity, quickly clasped his fists, and hit Qiu Changfeng's throat with a fan.
Qiu Changfeng's face turned red and he was about to say something sarcastic, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qianzhong would no longer give him a chance to talk back. He couldn't help but became furious and punched him hard.
"Master, that boxing technique is so domineering, do you know what it is?" Luo Yu asked from the audience.
He Qizhou shook his head and said: "This is a good boxing technique. This is the first time I have seen it as a teacher."
"This is the ancestral boxing technique of the Qiu family. Apart from Mutang, his family's boxing gym is the most popular in the capital. Anyone who comes from the Sihai Martial Arts School will be promoted in the military at least twice as fast as ordinary people."
Ling Su started to introduce again.
"I didn't expect you know a lot, fat man, then who do you think will win?" Luo Yu found that he looked down on this fat man. Ling Su became more and more proud and said: "Although Young Master Zhao's martial arts is amazing, Qiu Changfeng's old man
The pervert is considered a master-level figure, so he must win no matter what."
"Master, what do you think?" Luo Yu noticed that He Qizhou was finally looking at the competition on the stage.
"Zhao Qianzhong." He Qizhou spit out three words.
"Ah? Why?" Luo Yu asked in shock. At this time, Zhao Qianzhong was retreating steadily and was about to be beaten into the pool.
"There is something in his fan, now he is just luring the enemy." He Qizhou saw that although Zhao Qianzhong had a helpless expression, his steps were quite calm. The right hand holding the fan just twisted at the bottom of the fan, and he should be preparing to launch a hidden weapon.
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"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Before He Qizhou finished speaking, Zhao Qianzhong, who had retreated to the edge of the stone platform, suddenly moved sideways, waved his hand and threw out two steel fan bones, shooting directly into the opponent's armpits from bottom to top, and at the same time, he hit Qiu Changfeng, who was caught off guard, with his elbow.
Although Qiu Changfeng had been staring at the opponent's fan, he did not expect that the angle of the hidden weapon was so tricky, nor did he expect that Zhao Qianzhong's elbow was no less powerful than his own fist. When he sideways dodged the two fan bones, he could only use his left shoulder.
Hit the opponent's elbow hard.
"Even without concealed weapons, Qiu Changfeng is still slightly inferior to Zhao Qianzhong. The one named Zhao just wants to save his energy for the third game." He Qizhou said.
At this time, the situation on the stage had completely reversed. Zhao Qianzhong began to attack with all his strength. Qiu Changfeng was breathless with his dazzling moves. After a long series of "pipipapapa" moves, Qiu Changfeng was unwilling to admit defeat and had no chance to admit defeat.
He was directly knocked down into the pool half a person deep. Amidst the slight laughter from the onlookers, he quickly ran down the mountain without saying a word. A long line of water stains extended directly from the edge of the pool to the pine forest.
"Master, you are truly a god!" Ling Su admired He Qizhou so much that he fell to the ground.
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"Next, Fang Ming, a lay disciple of Xizhou Tianlong Sect. Mr. Zhao, do you want to rest?" Yuwen Chan asked.
The bald man who had just shouted strode up to the stone platform, saluted Zhao Qianzhong, and then went to sign the life and death certificate.
Zhao Qianzhong's expression changed drastically and he said hurriedly: "I need to adjust my breathing for half an hour."
Half an hour is the longest limit. The bald man on the stage showed displeasure and said: "Mother-in-law, this is not comfortable at all. Poor monk, no, no, I will sit with you for half an hour. After that, I will sit cross-legged."
I sat down on the big stone platform."
"Master, isn't that some kind of temple in the big temple where we spent the night the night before? It seems to be called Li Lai." Luo Yu exclaimed when he saw the bald head's face.
"Tuli summoned Master Jiali, the first master of the Discipline Academy, and I also donated a hundred taels of silver. If I had known that the temple was full of such flowery monks, I wouldn't have donated." Ling Su said with some regret.
"It's still early, you can follow the sword boy to the guest room for a while. There are many female relatives in our village, so please don't walk around elsewhere." After Yu Wenchan said, he got up and entered the bamboo building. Several people watching the battle on the platform of the bamboo building also entered the house.
He Qizhou wanted to go to the direction of the bamboo building to see if Xiaoxue was inside the building, but before he got close, he was blocked by two teenagers, pointing to a pine forest near the water pool. He Qizhou also wanted to stay by the water pool to try his luck, so he asked Luo Yu to go first
Go to the guest room and drop off your luggage.
About half of the people, like He Qizhou, chose to wait by the pool. On the stone platform in the pool, Zhao Qianzhong swallowed a pill, sat down opposite Fang Ming, and said with a wry smile: "Master Jiali, why are you here to join in the fun?
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"The poor monk happened to see the beautiful face of the benefactor Qixu that day. For some reason, his ordinary mind was suddenly moved, and he realized that the six roots were not purified. After thinking hard for a month, he decided to return to the mortal world and suffer the suffering of reincarnation again."
"Master, you still call yourself a poor monk, but your relationship with Buddha is not over yet, and all the people are suffering. Why don't you just leave and help others and yourself?" Zhao Qianzhong tried his best to persuade.
"Master, what the hell, I don't want to stay in that miserable place for a long time. I have to drink and eat meat secretly. If the donor is afraid, he can admit defeat and leave." Galli is a straightforward person. When he feels uncomfortable, he
He began to use foul language, but he still couldn't change the habits he had when he was a monk.
"Master Gui Geng?" Zhao Qianzhong suddenly asked his age.
"Poor monk, bah, bah, Fang is thirty-six. Why do you ask this?"
"I'm twenty-seven. I'm good at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. Look, I also have a head of flowing black hair..." Zhao Qianzhong took advantage of the situation and smoothed a strand of long hair from his temples that was not tied into a bun on purpose.
"Ugh..." Luo Yu, who had put away his luggage, ran over quickly. Hearing Zhao Qianzhong's boast, he couldn't help but vomit. Because the voice was louder, many people, including Zhao Qianzhong, looked at him. Most of them
He looked at He Qizhou with disdain. Although Zhao Qianzhong was quite narcissistic, he did look much more handsome than "Zhou Qi".
"What do you mean? Did you say that bald heads can't compete in martial arts?" Fang Ming's eyes widened and he looked straight at Zhao Qianzhong.
"Master Jiali, do you think Miss Qi Xu will ask Master Lingfeng to test your quality if she sees you winning three games in a row? If that is the case, what are your chances of winning?" Zhao Qianzhong replaced Fang Ming.
I thought of the front.
"Fuck you, do you think Donor Qi Xu will fall in love with a playboy like you?" Fang Ming glared at Zhao Qianzhong with his eyes as big as copper bells. He withdrew his glare for a moment, and a trace of tenderness suddenly flashed in his eyes. A month ago
, Hanjian Villa went to pick up the body of the old owner of the village and the party stayed overnight in the temple. When bidding farewell, the heroic Miss Qi said goodbye to her softly. It was that crisp fist-cup and a crisp "Master, please don't send me off."
, and then cast a pure and flawless gaze, completely driving half of Galli's Buddha heart into the mortal world.
"Master, who will win this time?" Luo Yu started to ask again.
"Do you really think I'm a god? But look at Zhao Qianzhong's coward, you can figure it out without even using your brain."
Luo Yu stuck out his tongue and said, "You deserve the little pervert not to win three games."
He Qizhou murmured: "I hope Zhao Qianzhong can win." As long as Xiaoxue can show up to ask the question, He Qizhou is sure that even if the other party puts ten faces on it, he can recognize it at a glance!
Half an hour passed by in a flash, and the pool was full of people again. Zhao Qianzhong, who was at the beginning of the Eight Meridians, tried his best to shoot all the bones of the fan, but he still couldn't do anything with his bare hands. Fang Ming, who was in the middle of the Seven Meridians,
Because the latter is practicing the Vajra Body Protection Divine Skill of the Wushi lineage.
Facing Zhao Qianzhong, who was at a higher level and had various tricks, Fang Ming did not win easily. The two exchanged hundreds of moves, and only then did Zhao Qianzhong, who was exhausted, reluctantly accept defeat.
Fang Ming proposed to rest for half an hour before fighting again. Yuwenchan looked at the time and announced the end of today's competition. Those who did not fight would stay in the guest room, and those who lost immediately left the village.
Complaints arose all around the pool. Since no one had won three games in a row all day long, many people who came here to admire her were not even able to see Miss Qi. The losers who left the village could only sigh at their skills.
He was not as good as a human being and returned home in anger. This chapter has been completed!