There are not many rules in the Zhang family competition. Each time one person goes on stage to defend the ring, and the rest go up to challenge. The winner stays on the stage, and the loser leaves.
Until no one in the field dares to challenge, you will be the first!
Amidst the sound of drums beside the ring, it was rare that no one from the Zhang family came on stage first, which was very frustrating.
"You fucking guys should go up!"
The drums couldn't stop until no one came on stage, but even when the drummer's arms were sore, no one came on stage.
Zhang Qingshan and others sitting behind the desk also noticed something was wrong and frowned.
The second elder, Zhang Jiuyuan, saluted Zhang Qingshan and Zhang Jiuzhong, stood up, took a step forward and shouted sharply: "Why don't you come on stage quickly!"
How embarrassing it is to keep playing the drums...
But the Zhang family members remained motionless, and even Zhang Xiao rarely made any movement.
"Nonsense!"
Seeing that no one responded, Zhang Jiuyuan became angry and scolded again: "What kind of place do you think this is? If none of you come on stage, why should I come to invite you?"
Seeing that the elder was angry, one of them mustered up the courage to step forward and clasp his fists and said: "Elder, please calm down. It's not that we don't want to play, but this competition is of great significance and there are relatives signing up. How can we be the first to play without knowing the etiquette?"<
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Hearing this, Jiang Ning in the crowd felt a thump in his heart.
"Damn it, it turns out you have this plan!" He is already smart and understands the ways of the world. How could he not know what these Zhang family members are thinking after hearing this?
It’s obvious that he wants to kick himself out first!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly lowered his head and retreated to a position where it was difficult for others to notice, pretending to be a little transparent.
Zhang Jiuyuan was an old fox, so he naturally understood the meaning of the words. After being stunned, he laughed and said: "That makes sense. The Zhang family has always paid attention to etiquette."
"In this case, we should indeed let our relatives go first, lest people say that the Zhang family doesn't understand etiquette, let the relatives come first."
Zhang Xiao off the court licked his slightly dry lips, his expression full of excitement.
This was what he was waiting for. If he didn't go up before, he was worried that Jiang Ning would notice something and give up the competition.
After all, he is different from other tribesmen. Not only does he want a quota, he also wants to kill Jiang Ning in the competition!
Now that an elder has spoken, he doesn't believe that Jiang Ning still doesn't go up!
Jiang Ning, who was hiding in the corner, lowered his head.
"I'll do it if you ask me to do it. It's clear that you want to start a carnival and kick me out. I won't be fooled."
On the stage, Zhang Jiuyuan saw no one reacting. After shouting Jiang Ning's name twice more, he turned to look at Zhang Qingshan, who was sitting in the first seat, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Master, look..."
Zhang Qingshan frowned.
If Jiang Ning can stand on the stage from the beginning to the end, no one will have any objection to the quota...
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Qingshan stood up and shouted: "Ning'er, why don't you go on stage yet!"
"!!!"
Jiang Ning is ready to scold her.
If anyone calls him, he can remain indifferent and pretend not to hear, except Zhang Qingshan...
The sound of the drums stopped unknown when. In the silent atmosphere, Jiang Ning sighed and walked out of the crowd with a sad face. Then, with Zhang Qingshan's relief and the unkind eyes of the others, he stood on the martial arts field.
.
"My nephew is here." He cupped his fists at Zhang Qingshan.
As for Zhang Jiuyuan next to him, Quan Dang couldn't see him... If it weren't for you, an old bastard, how could I be the first to be the target!
Zhang Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, and Zhang Jiuyuan also snorted coldly, said "start", and returned to his seat.
But those eyes that occasionally flashed with gloom always stayed on Jiang Ning, making him feel like a ray of light on his back.
Ignoring the glances behind him, Jiang Ning took a deep breath and looked at the Zhang family outside the court. In their eyes, he saw eagerness to try...
"Sure enough, they are all targeting me!"
Just as Jiang Ning was sighing, he saw someone rushing onto the stage impatiently, with a proud look on his face to show off to the clan members around him who had not had time to come on stage.
Those who didn’t make it onto the stage were full of anger.
Jiang Ning looked at the people on stage and found that he didn't know them, and couldn't help but feel aggrieved.
What have I done to offend you? Everyone wants to deal with me. Alas, why is it so difficult to practice quietly...
The man on the stage was tall, and his exposed upper body muscles were exploding. He was walking towards Jiang Ning, twisting his neck left and right, making continuous clicking sounds, exuding a strong sense of oppression.
"You are Jiang Ning, haha. I have wanted to beat you up for a long time. I heard that you beat up that good-for-nothing Zhang Xiao before, and you have become so big in my family?"
It turned out to be a collateral clan member of the Zhang family.
Jiang Ning sneered twice, took two steps back, and explained with a sneer: "What are you talking about, brother? How can beating up that loser, the second son, make me feel inflated..."
Zhang Xiao, who was in the audience, heard their words and his eyelids jumped.
He wanted to be the first to go up, but thinking about what happened at the door of the meeting hall, he had to make up his mind.
You can't embarrass yourself alone. After he cleans up a few tribesmen, you can go up and beat him up and kill him. Then you can save your own face and avenge the humiliation!
He scanned a few parts of the plan in front of him without leaving a trace, and Zhang Jiuzhong nodded incomprehensibly.
Little did they know that the little actions of the grandfather and grandson were also seen by Zhang Fuling, who was sitting in the upper position.
"I was just wondering why my stupid brother didn't rush up first with a loud voice. It turns out that someone is giving him advice behind the scenes..."
Jiang Ning on the stage didn't know that he had fallen into the scheme. Seeing the muscular man approaching him, he raised his head and grinned: "Of course I have to beat a clansman like you, brother, to make me feel swollen!" Hearing this, the man showed his white teeth and sneered: "You're just a foreign relative, your tone is not small..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning exerted force on his feet and rushed towards him like an arrow. The distance between the two was not far, and Jiang Ning was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of this tribesman.
"So fast!"
The muscular young man's pupils shrank sharply, and he instinctively retreated. At the same time, he punched with both hands, trying to force Jiang Ning back.
But Jiang Ning was like a rabbit, he dodged a few times to make him miss, and at the same time he got behind him, and then, with everyone's incredible eyes on him, he kicked the powerful and muscular young man away.
Bang!
"Next!"
As the muscular young man made a parabola and fell to the ground, Jiang Ning clapped his hands and shouted loudly.
His attitude made the Zhang family members extremely dissatisfied, so much so that some young people were so carried away that they completely forgot how the previous one failed, and rushed forward with full justice and passion.
There was no accident, one after another, they were thrown out of the field by Jiang Ning in various ways.
"Weak, too weak!"
"You can't do that either, oh, you still want to bite me, so I can crawl on my back!"
"Where are you looking? Grandpa is here!"
After several attempts, Jiang Ning's face on the stage was neither red nor out of breath, while many tribesmen in the audience had bruises and swollen faces and groaned in pain.
For a while, no one continued to play.
Seeing that no one came up, Jiang Ning, who was in good spirits, began to feel unhappy.
"Hey, hey, hey, here you come, what's the matter, don't you want to fight?"
"If you haven't come yet, there won't be anyone who can fight!"
"If you really don't want to fight, then I'll point it out myself. Look, you, the one in the floral shirt, I'm talking about you, come up!"
The Zhang family members who were targeted by Jiang Ning glanced around, hurriedly took off their floral shirts and threw them on the ground, showing a look like "I'm wearing a black undershirt, you're not calling me."
The corner of Jiang Ning's mouth twitched. Seeing that no one came up, he sighed, raised his chin slightly, and pointed at everyone outside the venue like an expert.
"I'm not targeting any of you, I'm just saying that everyone here is... rubbish."