Chapter 195 [Brother Jinling Haonan!] (Big chapter, ask for the moon
Chapter 195 [Brother Jinling Haonan!]
If Song Zhicun could decide by himself...
He really wanted to refuse!
The long-cherished wish of many years has been achieved. After defeating Chiang Kai-shek, the goal promised by his father has also been achieved. Under the eyes of all the martial arts colleagues in Hong Kong, he accomplished this goal with great glory, and the media was also present.
If this matter is published in the newspaper tomorrow, it will be known to the whole Hong Kong!
Even if his father wanted to regret it, he would never turn back!
As long as the footnote of this matter is knocked to death, then my position as the heir of the Song family is certain and unshakable!
Isn’t that what you have been working hard for for so many years?
At this time, Song Zhicun was not willing to take risks on anything that might cause complications!
Even in the prior information survey, it was found that Chiang Kai-shek's two apprentices had only practiced martial arts for a short period of time, so they probably were not very good at it!
Even if you send your disciples to fight, your chances of winning are extremely high!
But at this time, why should we take risks?
There is no benefit to winning, and if you lose, you will lose all the chips in your hand!
Even if there was only one in 10,000 chance of this situation, Song Zhicun didn't want to take the risk!
Therefore, Song Zhicun really wanted to refuse!
But... on this occasion, you can't refuse!
In front of so many community audiences, in front of so many fellow martial arts seniors, in front of so many media!
Being challenged loudly by two young people, if I get scared...
The Song family is a martial arts family! If you get scared in this situation.
Are you still qualified to be the head of the Song family?
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On the stage, when Song Zhicun looked at the two brothers Chen Nuo and Zhang Linsheng with livid faces...
Offstage...
"Second brother."
But Song Chengye suddenly approached Song Gaoyuan's ear and whispered: "Your chance to make a comeback has come."
Song Gaoyuan looked at his third brother.
Song Chengye's eyes flashed: "Are you really just watching your eldest brother win?"
"...What else can I do!" Song Gaoyuan looked gloomy.
Song Chengye looked at the two young people on the stage, and then at the eldest brother with a pale face, and continued to laugh softly: "Second brother, I know that you have planted people beside eldest brother a long time ago. If you don't take action at this time,
If so, there will be no chance."
Song Gaoyuan stared at his third brother, his eyes condensed, and then he breathed out softly: "The third brother..."
"Aren't you willing? You are the one who will suffer the greatest loss." Song Chengye smiled.
Finally, Song Gaoyuan gritted his teeth and gently made a very hidden gesture towards the stage.
On the stage, among the several disciples surrounding Song Zhicun, one of them immediately secretly exchanged glances with Song Gaoyuan and nodded slightly.
Song Zhicun stared at Chen Nuo and the two of them, still thinking about whether it was possible to suppress this matter first, even if he said a few words first, and even if he wanted to engage in battle, he could still delay it until a few days later...
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I always have to go home first. Only by cashing in the chips I gained from winning against Chiang Kai-shek will they be valuable!
But...suddenly, a voice came from behind Song Zhicun!
"Master! Do it with him!! We are still afraid of these Yankees!!"
Song Zhicun was stunned, turned around, and saw one of his disciples yelling angrily.
This roar quickly ignited the emotions of many disciples around Song Zhicun, and the rhythm was immediately picked up.
"Yes, master! Do it with him!"
"We cannot let the Yankees show off their power on our territory!"
"Master, let me go!"
"I'm going!!"
"I'll do it!!"
Song Zhicun suddenly felt anxious and looked at his disciples angrily. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.
"Uncle Song, tell me whether you want to fight or not!" Chen Nuo continued to provoke the flames loudly: "The Song family sent people to challenge us, but we accepted the challenge! Now that we are challenging, are the Song family so cowardly?"
"Hey! Boy! What did you say!!"
Before Song Zhicun could speak, a young apprentice behind him seemed to be furious and shouted: "Bujie!! Eat shit!"
This disciple seemed to be completely aroused by Chen Nuo's Chinese. With uncontrollable anger, he roared and rushed forward!
He moved very quickly, and Song Zhicun was surrounded by his disciples. Even if he wanted to stop him, it was inconvenient. Moreover, before he could even open his mouth to stop him, this disciple had already taken two steps away!
Chen Nuo was also a little surprised, but Chen Yanluo, who was mentally strong, suddenly noticed a detail keenly!
In the direction of the second and third brothers of the Song family in the audience, Song Gaoyuan's left hand secretly tapped his little finger a few times on the stage...
Chen Nuo's heart moved!
He suddenly walked around behind Zhang Linsheng and pushed his body on Zhang Linsheng's back.
"Brother, come on!"
It was too late, but it was too late. At this moment, everyone on the stage and the audience saw this scene. A young disciple of Song Zhicun rushed towards the two young disciples in the main room of the Song family...
Lao Jiang shouted anxiously, and the audience roared...
Then I saw the Song family disciple rushing in front of Zhang Linsheng, raising his hand and launching a cannon!
Although this man is young, he is still a few years older than Zhang Linsheng. From this move, it can be seen that although he has a bad temper, his skills are quite solid!
When Lao Jiang saw this, his heart sank, and he closed his eyes subconsciously... Based on his judgment of Zhang Linsheng, no matter how talented his apprentice was, he could not stop him after only practicing martial arts for half a year.
It took several years of hard work!
In the martial arts arena, when the Song Jia disciple rushed out, the emotions in the audience had reached a boiling point, and then... the loud noise seemed to be cut off by a knife in an instant!!
Lao Jiang had already closed his eyes, and suddenly he heard the deafening noise stop suddenly, as if the hundreds of people present had their necks pinched at the same time...
When he opened his eyes, he saw an amazing scene!
The disciple of the Song family has fallen to the floor under the ring!
And his apprentice Zhang Linsheng was still standing on the stage, holding a back-to-back posture with his hands!
"What, what's going on?!" Lao Jiang turned to look at his wife.
Song Qiaoyun also looked surprised: "Lin, Lin Sheng...he threw that person from the Song family off the ring."
"Thrown it down?"
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After three seconds of silence, Song Zhicun's disciples on the stage suddenly became angry and shouted. Some even rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush forward!
"Stop it!!!"
Song Zhicun suddenly shouted!
"Uncle Song, do you want to fight with more than less?" Chen Nuo stood behind Zhang Linsheng, leaned out half of his body, and said loudly to Song Zhicun.
Song Zhicun's face turned dark and he angrily scolded his disciples: "Shut up! Don't even move! Get out of here!!"
He was usually extremely powerful, but once he got angry, all his disciples stopped speaking and moving their hands.
The audience in the audience also focused their attention on Song Zhicun.
Song Zhicun waved his hand and pointed at the disciple who fell to the ground: "Go and see him!"
In fact, according to Song Zhicun's true inner thoughts, it would be better for such a stupid fool to die.
Two people from the Song family jumped off the ring to help the disciple up, checked him quickly, and then said loudly: "It's okay, we got here, he's not seriously injured."
Song Zhicun snorted.
"Uncle Song. Is this person just now your disciple? Is it a sneak attack if he suddenly strikes without warning? Ah, he was thrown off the ring by my senior brother, is he a loser? Is this considered the ninth of your Song family?
Did Dai’s disciple lose the battle?”
"...Of course it doesn't count!" Song Zhicun's face became more and more ugly, but he could only bite the bullet and said coldly: "That is a useless young disciple of my Song family, and cannot represent the ninth generation of the Song family."
Chen Nuo deliberately laughed a few times, and then said slowly: "Oh, that's okay. I also know that you definitely don't want to use him to count."
"Boy, do you really want to fight?" Song Zhicun gritted his teeth.
"Hit me!" Chen Nuo said loudly, and then suddenly shouted in the direction of Lao Jiang in the audience: "Master! Don't scold me!"
Lao Jiang was already on the verge of yelling and scolding, but was interrupted by Chen Nuo, who quickly said: "Master, I've already shouted out the words... If you want to scold us now, don't let us beat you."
, it’s not just us brothers who are embarrassed."
Lao Jiang was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood and stared at this little bastard with wide eyes.
"Master, you can beat or scold me when you get back. Let's talk about this after the fight is over."
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Song Zhicun stared at Old Jiang in the audience with cannibalistic eyes: "Brother Jiang, this is your apprentice! What do you mean?!"
Lao Jiang looked at Chen Nuo and Zhang Linsheng in the stands...
At this moment, the words have reached this point, and I really can't say "no fight"!
Chen Nuo is right!
If at this moment I scolded my apprentice and then said not to fight him...then he would be really embarrassed!
"Let it go, let it go." Lao Jiang sighed helplessly.
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"Hey, Uncle Song, my master has no objection." Chen Nuo spread his hands: "What do you say!"
Song Zhicun was focused by the eyes of the audience, and he knew that no matter what thoughts he had in his heart at this time, he could not care about it. He nodded fiercely: "Okay! If you want to fight, then fight!"
"Okay, how to fight?" Chen Nuo said with a smile: "You have so many apprentices, just pick one!"
After a pause, he deliberately pointed at the guy in the audience who was being helped aside, and said with a smile: "You have chosen a good person! Don't lose and say that he cannot represent the ninth generation of your Song family!"
This sentence was a slap in the face. Although Song Zhicun was furious in his heart, he still maintained his identity after all, not wanting to argue with a junior. He snorted, turned around, and looked at the disciples under him one by one.
"Master! I'm going!"
"I'm going!"
"Master! Let me do it!"
Especially that young man, who was Song Zhicun's eldest disciple, and the one with the best kung fu among Song Zhicun's disciples. He was the mainstay who was carefully trained by Song Zhicun to guard against old age.
It stands to reason that at this time, his eldest disciple should appear.
For a famous martial arts master like Song Zhicun, this kind of mainstay apprentice is even more important than his own son!
Martial arts artists often have to deal with challenges from their peers or compete in the gym. The more famous you are, the more people will challenge you. There are new people in the world, and there are always new people who want to rise to the top.
When a martial artist gets older, his energy declines, his physical fitness declines, his strength declines, and he is no longer at his peak. If he fights again, if he loses, his lifelong fame will become a stepping stone for others.
When cultivating a true disciple, inheriting one's own mantle, and possessing the best skills, all the skills are passed on to the opponent. When a master comes to challenge him, and the old martial artist is no longer at his peak, he will let such a true disciple fight. This is what is called
A disciple of anti-aging.
This kind of occasion is just right for an outing.
But Song Zhicun's eyes turned to him and he shook his head: "Ah Wei, you have a game next week."
Then his eyes were focused on his third disciple.
"Jia Qiang, go meet him!"
Although his eldest disciple Awei has the best kung fu, next week's match is also very important, and there are casinos in Australia that have placed huge odds. The benefits are too great, and Song Zhicun dare not take the risk of letting Awei compete now.
What if Awei is even slightly injured and it affects next week's game and the casino's handicap, the loss will be too great!
Among his disciples, the eldest disciple Ah Wei has the best kung fu, but the second best is his third disciple.
Although the third disciple is the third one to start, his qualifications are better than that of the second disciple. He has been practicing Kung Fu diligently since he started. Although he is the third in terms of seniority, his Kung Fu attainments are actually second only to the first disciple.
I have been practicing martial arts with myself for almost twenty years. Although I have not yet entered the martial arts, my fists are very strong and I have gained a great reputation over the years.
Dealing with a kid who has only been practicing martial arts for more than half a year, even if the opponent's talent is as good as heaven, Song Zhicun doesn't think he can beat his third apprentice!
"Okay, Master!"
The third disciple immediately nodded in agreement without hesitation, and then walked out across the crowd.
This man was short in stature, short and stocky, with an inconspicuous appearance and dark skin.
After walking out slowly at this moment, he quickly took off his short coat and threw it under the ring, revealing that he was wearing a white undershirt with the words "Song Family Martial Arts School" on it.
Song Zhicun had already retreated to the rope corner with his disciples, and then jumped off the ring.
"Jia Qiang! Be careful!"
After jumping off the ring, Song Zhicun did not forget to remind him loudly.
The third apprentice nodded.
Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun sat together and shouted quickly: "Lin Sheng! Pay attention to safety! If you can't beat him, don't hold on!"
"Master, don't worry, my senior brother will be fine!" Chen Nuo replied before Zhang Linsheng could reply.
Saying that, Chen Nuo laughed, moved a small satchel that he had been carrying for a long time from his back, and then took out the contents one by one.
Astonishingly, there are a pair of sleeves and a pair of leggings!
It's just that this thing is heavy and weighty in my hand.
"Hey! What is this?!" Song Zhicun stopped: "Boy, this is a bare-handed contest, and you are not allowed to use weapons."
"This is not a weapon, it is my senior brother's unique boxing technique! Why, isn't it a unique boxing technique?
Nanquan also wears wrist guards!
The iron fist also wears iron rings!
My senior brother can’t wear it?”
The referee on the ring next to him also came over, frowned and picked up a sleeve protector in Chen Nuo's hand...
"sandbag?"
The referee was stunned.
This thing is really not a weapon.
Some martial arts practitioners and beginners wear sandbags for training, but I have never heard of them being used to hit people.
They are used as weight-bearing tools for physical fitness training when wearing sandbags, or as protective gear when practicing against punches.
"This..." The referee was a little unsure.
"Hey, my senior brother's unique boxing technique requires you to wear this! What's the matter, are you afraid of even wearing a sandbag?" Chen Nuo said loudly: "If that doesn't work, you can also wear it! You wear iron elbow pads and leg pads?
Knee pads, everything is fine!”
Song Zhicun was dissatisfied and said: "What kind of unique boxing method requires wearing sandbags? My Song family boxing does not have this method!"
"Sandbag boxing, doesn't it work? My senior brother created it himself, doesn't it work?"
"..."
The referee looked at Song Zhicun. Song Zhicun exhaled and laughed angrily: "Okay! Let me also see what kind of unique boxing skills the disciple of Dafang, the young hero, has created!"
The referee looked at the row of martial arts veterans' seats in front of the ring and found that no one objected, so he nodded: "Okay!"
After all, he is a local referee, and his heart is towards the locals. He looked at Song Zhicun's third apprentice: "Do you want to wear anything?"
"No need." The third disciple smiled cruelly: "Let him wear it! If he can, just wrap his whole body in sandbags and get beaten!"
The referee nodded and then called the two of them to come to the center.
"No eye-piercing, no kicking in the crotch! If you fall to the ground three times, you lose!"
If you admit defeat midway, you will lose!
If I say stop, it must stop!
Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Zhang Linsheng and his opponent replied at the same time.
"Wait a minute!" Chen Nuo had already retreated to the ring and stood beside the rope corner: "What if I fall off the ring?"
The referee looked at this kid as if he were an idiot and said angrily: "Boy! Is this your first day to compete? If you fall off the ring, you will lose! Do you need to say that?"
"Oh, that's no problem."
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After the referee slowly backed away, Zhang Linsheng and his opponent also backed away at the same time, creating a distance!
The third apprentice looked at Zhang Linsheng, slowly raised his hand and made a gesture: "Song Jiaquan, Ding Jiaqiang! Ask for advice!"
Zhang Linsheng was actually a little confused and a little nervous. But he finally remembered what Chen Nuo told him and had absolute trust in Chen Nuo. Although his heart was beating wildly, he slowly relaxed and put his
Empty your mind...
Soon, the feeling that the whole body was taken over appeared!
Zhang Linsheng seemed to have become a bystander, "watching" his body slowly perform a familiar martial arts posture, and then, he heard a sentence slowly uttered from his own mouth.
"The eldest disciple of the Song family, Brother Jinling Haonan! Ask for advice!"
Buzz!
The audience was in an uproar!
What did this kid say?
Haonan?
Damn it! We are familiar with this!
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Just when the audience in the audience was talking about the name "Haonan", on the stage, the Ding family made a move!
There was no politeness, no Chinese, as if he had been completely angered by the repeated provocations just now, the Ding family roared, and rushed forward with a single step, and the chance of winning was a punch!
On the ring, Zhang Linsheng retreated quickly, and the wind of the punch almost brushed his nose!
Ding Jiaqiang's first punch missed, and the second punch came again!
As if there was grease under his feet, Zhang Linsheng slipped out of the way again!
Ding Jiaqiang roared repeatedly, a pair of fists were like a violent storm, and he continued to attack with a combination of punches. Zhang Linsheng raised his hands high in front of his head to protect him, but he never blocked or counterattacked. He just twisted his body and slid his feet to dodge!
For a moment, everyone on the stage dodged and punched, and they saw Ding Jiaqiang throw a dozen punches at once, but Zhang Linsheng dodged them all with incredible agility!
Both Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun were stunned!
Zhang Linsheng's talent seemed very good to Lao Jiang, but... he definitely didn't have such amazing body skills and footwork!
Even when practicing martial arts, Lao Jiang always felt that Zhang Linsheng's kicking skills were actually his weakness!
After all, I have only been practicing martial arts for half a year, and I am very familiar with the boxing style, but after all, I have never practiced walking through piles, and I haven’t practiced much on footwork or anything like that!
But at this moment, it seems that in the ring, Ding Jiaqiang is chasing after him repeatedly, shouting and shouting are endless, and his fists have summoned up all their abilities to greet Zhang Linsheng!
But this apprentice of mine looks nothing like a human being at this moment!!
Especially when Ding Jiaqiang swiped his leg with his whip, Zhang Linsheng's body seemed to be broken at the waist. He leaned back in an incredible posture, and then in this posture, he was able to move a few steps sideways and dodge by the way.
Ding Jiaqiang chased him with two consecutive kicks...
Lao Jiang even felt that his eyes were wrong!
For nearly two minutes, no matter how many punches or kicks Ding Jiaqiang threw, none of them landed on the ground!
There wasn’t even a block on either side!
I saw Zhang Linsheng on the stage, using various almost gymnastic movements to dodge all the attacks!
Ding Jiaqiang didn't even touch a corner of his opponent's clothes!
"Force him! Force him to the rope corner!"
In this room of the Song family, Song Zhicun repeatedly gave instructions to his apprentice loudly.
At this moment, he also felt that something was wrong... This guy on the other side had incredible movement skills!
You’ve only been practicing martial arts for half a year? You’re lying!!!
Finally, after all, Ding Jiaqiang was experienced in martial arts competitions. After many fierce attacks to no avail, he finally forced Zhang Linsheng into a corner with no room to dodge!
Bang!
The first collision between the two sides has finally arrived!
Ding Jiaqiang punched out, but Zhang Linsheng raised his arm to block it! Then he hit an elbow and was blocked by Zhang Linsheng's arms again, and a kick hit Zhang Linsheng's calf bone, but it was also blocked by the sandbag on his leg!
Chen Nuo's eyes twitched!
He clearly felt Zhang Linsheng's body starting to tremble!
This is a natural reaction of the body's nerves.
Although there were sandbags to protect his body, his opponent was one of Song Zhicun's direct disciples. How could he be defeated after practicing kung fu for twenty years?
I have been practicing martial arts for twenty years, and my fists have broken countless sandbags, and my feet have broken countless wooden stakes!
No matter how Zhang Linsheng is cheated by Chen Nuo, his physical strength is only similar to that of ordinary people. He has not beaten his muscles and bones, and has not tempered his flesh and blood!
If it weren't for the sandbags protecting his body and neutralizing the force, Zhang Linsheng's arms or legs would have been broken by the opponent! Even so, he must have been injured!
If it weren't for Chen Nuo's "control", if it were Zhang Linsheng himself, this kind of pain would definitely affect his will and his body would react!
But under Chen Nuo's control, Zhang Linsheng seemed to be completely unaware of pain. Although his arms and legs were trembling slightly due to the nerve reaction, he still made a sharp movement and bent down like a monkey to get under Ding Jiaqiang's armpit!
Then, I saw Zhang Linsheng suddenly making a strong shoulder move!
Bang!!
On the ring, Ding Jiaqiang flew high into the sky, and then fell out of the ring and landed on the floor outside in full view of everyone!
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The whole place was silent again!
Everyone was shocked!
Although Ding Jiaqiang has never succeeded in causing damage to the opponent, judging from the situation, he has always beaten his opponent! Although Zhang Linsheng dodges beautifully, he has no chance to fight back!
How come in the blink of an eye, Ding Jiaqiang clearly hit the opponent several times in a row, but the opponent seemed to be fine, and instead threw Ding Jiaqiang out of the ring with a backhand?
A few seconds later, an uproar broke out in the martial arts arena!
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Song Zhicun's face turned pale!
With his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, he looked at Zhang Linsheng on the stage and Ding Jiaqiang below the stage.
Ding Jiaqiang was obviously not injured. After landing, although he was embarrassed, he quickly got up from the ground, but his face was angry, unwilling, and guilty...
Turning to look at Song Zhicun: "Master, master..."
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Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun were also stunned.
Chen Nuo laughed loudly, jumped onto the ring, and helped Zhang Linsheng back to the corner of the rope. At this moment, he withdrew his mental power, and Zhang Linsheng felt that his body suddenly regained control.
But at the same time, a strong and severe pain hit his arms and legs. He immediately opened his mouth and subconsciously screamed.
Chen Nuo quickly covered Zhang Linsheng's mouth and said quickly: "Don't scream! Endure the pain!"
Zhang Linsheng felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat, and his breathing seemed to be trembling, but finally he closed his mouth after taking a few deep breaths.
Chen Nuo gently lifted Zhang Linsheng's arm, opened the corner of the sandbag sleeve and took a look...
Under the sandbag sleeves, Zhang Linsheng's arms were already black and purple, with large bruises!
Chen Nuo quickly put in his mental power, quickly dispersed the congestion for Zhang Linsheng, sorted out the damaged subcutaneous blood vessels, and at the same time took out a towel to wipe Zhang Linsheng's sweat.
Zhang Linsheng's arms were so trembling that he could hardly hold the towel, but Chen Nuo took the initiative to grab the towel and wipe it with him.
"Fuck...it hurts so much!" Zhang Linsheng was finally able to speak.
"Bear it, bear it, you are in the limelight this time, continue later!"
"Huh? Continue?"
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The referee on the stage was actually confused!
After being stunned for a few seconds, he looked at Ding Jiaqiang who had fallen down the stage with a ghostly expression on his face, and then at Zhang Linsheng who had retreated to the corner of the rope...
Then he walked to the center and announced the winner.
Song Zhicun swayed and felt that the light in front of him was extremely dazzling.
At this time, Chen Nuo's voice came from the stage: "Uncle Song! Who will the Song family send for the second game?"
Song Zhicun:????
Second game?
What second game??
There’s a second game???
Song Zhicun looked at Chen Nuo with a dumbfounded expression, but Chen Nuo seemed not to notice at all, and said naturally: "We are two senior brothers, so naturally we will fight twice.
We won the first game, who will you send up for the second game?"
If Song Zhicun hated this little bastard who made trouble for nothing before, then at this moment, he almost loved this stupid little bastard to death!!
There's a second game?!
Because there are two of us, we have to fight twice?
This guy is really an amateur!!
You gave yourself the chance to make a comeback?!
As if he was too excited, Song Zhicun took a deep breath, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said loudly: "Of course we will send someone!"
As soon as these words came out, the cheers for the Song family in the audience seemed to be far less than before.
Chen Nuo "doesn't understand", but these audiences are those who practice boxing and understand it, or like to watch boxing.
It was agreed that in the martial arts competition, one generation would fight the other.
Where is the second show? Are the shows counted according to the number of people?
That little Yankee doesn't understand.
How could you, the boss of the Song family, not understand?
This shows that pretending to be stupid takes advantage!
Although the audience in the audience all supported the locals, they couldn't help but feel a little ashamed at this scene, and the cheers for the Song family were far less enthusiastic than before.
Shameful!!
Chiang Kai-shek's initial surprise turned into a look of rage. Zhang Linsheng unexpectedly won a match, which was far beyond Chiang Kai-shek's expectation! Seeing that Song Zhicun actually bullied his disciple by beating a snake with a stick.
, immediately shouted loudly: "Song Zhicun! What are you talking about..."
"Master! It doesn't matter!" Chen Nuo quickly interrupted Lao Jiang: "We are going to fight the second game. We are all ready."
"Brother Jiang! The disciples have already said that there will be two fights." Song Zhicun did not dare to tell the difference, so he quickly said to the strong man behind him: "Awei! Come on!"
I don’t dare to retain any strength at this moment! I don’t even care about next week’s game!
Song Chengye and Song Gaoyuan tried to stop him, but Ah Wei quickly jumped onto the ring.
Song Zhicun even shouted loudly: "Awei! Fight well, don't let me lose the power of Song Family Boxing!"
The old man had already given up his face and stood up in person, raising his arms repeatedly, inciting the audience to cheer.
It's just that the audience's enthusiasm is no longer so full. The shouts are occasionally mixed with some boos and boos. Song Zhicun can no longer care about this at the moment!
As long as his apprentice Awei can win a victory, and the martial arts veterans who are observing and observing are all invited by him, and if he gives some benefits to the media when the time comes... he will have a reason to take advantage of today.
Wipe this shame away!
Seeing Ah Wei jump up, Chen Nuo patted Zhang Linsheng gently: "Bite your teeth and hold on! Don't worry, I'm here!"
Although Zhang Linsheng's face was a little pale, and besides the pain after his body regained control, there was also a dull pain in his lungs that seemed to be torn apart, and a strong sense of collapse throughout his body, which made Zhang Linsheng very clear that he had just
In that competition, although Chen Nuo made countless incredible dodges under the control of Chen Nuo, these were beyond the normal physical load of his body, and his body must have been damaged.
But at this moment, he still chose to believe Chen Nuo!
Zhang Linsheng nodded vigorously and slowly walked to the center.
When the control of the body was once again replaced by Chen Nuo, Zhang Linsheng suddenly remembered something he forgot to tell Chen Nuo!!!
really!!
"Brother Jinling Haonan, the ninth generation disciple of the Song Family Boxing Chief! Please give me your advice!"
Damn! Can you not mention this name!!!
Brother Haonan felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.
"...The ninth generation disciple of the second branch of Song Family Boxing, Liu Shiwei!"
The middle-aged man clasped his fists, but his eyes were filled with evil spirits.
"Ah Wei! Force him to go to the rope corner!" Song Zhicun from the audience shouted in a deep voice.
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