"Liu Feng, what a coincidence." Standing in the venue, Zhou Dao looked at Liu Feng opposite and said with a smile.
"Yes, I lost to you last time. I always wanted to find you but I couldn't find you. I will definitely win this time." Liu Feng sneered.
"Okay, as long as you can beat me, I will give you your dagger." Zhou Dao smiled lightly.
"Huh, no need, it's just a sword. I'm here to receive the award this time." Liu Feng said disdainfully.
"You can't even pass my test just because of your jokes." Zhou Dao laughed.
"Damn it." Liu Feng was furious when he heard this. He launched his Youlong Shenfa and began to attack Zhou Dao violently.
Liu Feng is worthy of being the beloved grandson of Elder Liu. It seems that he has taken a lot of miraculous medicines. Just because of his strong posture, he feels that his internal strength is much deeper than ordinary people. His moves are also very sharp.
After taking a few moves, Zhou Dao felt that Liu Feng's kung fu was indeed good. Unfortunately, he had not experienced life and death and was far less experienced than Zhou Dao.
Liu Feng saw that Zhou Dao was ineffective after more than ten moves, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Zhou Dao took the opportunity to catch a slight flaw and hit Liu Feng on the shoulder. Liu Feng staggered back immediately.
"Admit defeat, you are no match for me." Zhou Dao stopped and said.
"Humph." Liu Feng's face turned red and he refused to admit defeat.
"Golden Dragon Fist breaks the air with one move." A faint punch broke through the air.
"This punching technique is a bit strange." Zhou Dao also punched him with the idea of testing.
A strong force came over, and Zhou Dao felt his whole body shaken. He almost didn't follow through.
"Hey, this is an innate boxing technique, Dao'er shouldn't force it." Lu Ziming at the table said while looking at the field.
"Old man Lu, you are a very qualified apprentice," asked an old man next to him.
"It goes without saying that it doesn't matter who his disciple is." Lu Ziming said proudly.
"You old man just complimented you a few times and you gasped."
"The second move of Golden Dragon Fist is water release." Watching Zhou Dao take it, Liu Feng used another move.
This time Zhou Dao only felt a sticky force rushing towards him. Zhou Dao used more than ten palms in a row to dissipate this force.
"What kind of kung fu is this? It's so powerful." Zhou Dao was secretly shocked.
"The third form of Golden Dragon fills the air." Liu Feng shouted.
Zhou Dao was thinking about how to resist when he saw the momentum of this move. Unexpectedly, the palm power all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and Liu Feng sitting opposite him sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Why, I can't use this trick." Zhou Dao said with a smile.
"Hmph, you won't be able to catch me if I try it. Even if you win this time, I'll come to you to settle the score after I finish practicing the Golden Dragon Fist." Liu Feng reluctantly got up and walked out of the venue.
This time Zhou Dao won.
"Master, what kind of skill did Liu Feng use? It's so powerful." Zhou Dao said to the master after he came back.
"That little guy used innate boxing skills. It's good that you can follow up. Fortunately, that little guy only practiced two moves, otherwise you would be in a bit of trouble." Lu Ziming said with a smile.
"How can he have innate boxing skills?"
"My grandpa is the chief elder, so I still have some secrets. Anyway, you have to be careful. There are many powerful young people behind you. I don't want you to take first place. It would be good if you can get in the top ten."
"That's not necessarily the case." Zhou Dao said unconvinced.
"Okay, if you can enter the top ten, the master will reward you when you come back." Lu Ziming said with a smile.
"What reward?" Zhou Dao asked.
"How about an innate secret book?" Lu Ziming said with a smile.
"Really." Zhou Dao said in surprise.
"Of course the master can still lie to you."
"That's not necessarily true." Zhou Dao muttered in his heart.
Zhou Dao watched a few more games that day, and second senior brother Zhang Wutao was finally eliminated, and he still lost with injuries all over.
"Senior brother, are you okay?" Zhou Dao came over quickly.
"It's okay. I didn't expect to meet this guy. We are really enemies of each other." Zhang Wutao gritted his teeth as he looked at a young man in the distance.
Zhou Dao looked at the young man who was with Senior Sister Sun. He was talking and laughing with Senior Sister Sun at this time. When he saw Zhang Wutao looking at him, he gave a mocking smile.
"Humph, that person is really serious. Even my senior brother has lost, yet he still acts so cruelly." Wu Yinghong, the senior sister next to her, also said angrily.
"Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely teach him a lesson for you." Zhou Dao said with a gloomy face.
At this time, Zhou Dao saw Zhang Dazhuang also starting the game and said: "Brother, please take good care of yourself and I will go over and take a look."
"Come on Zhang Dazhuang." Zhou Dao looked at Zhang Dazhuang and shouted.
Zhang Dazhuang looked at Zhou Dao and smiled before entering the venue. As soon as Zhou Dao saw Zhang Dazhuang's opponent, he knew something was wrong.
Zhang Dazhuang's opponent was one of the playboys who often bullied Zhang Dazhuang. Moreover, his opponent's kung fu was even higher than Zhang Dazhuang's.
"We're in trouble now." Zhou Dao secretly shouted.
"Zhang Dazhuang, if you can't do it, admit defeat quickly." Zhou Dao shouted loudly.
Zhang Dazhuang in the field looked at Zhou Dao and smiled without saying anything.
In the field.
"It's you who is the short winter melon. What a coincidence. Kneel down and admit defeat. Then I can spare you." The young man laughed.
"Humph." Zhang Dazhuang sneered and said nothing.
"Okay, then I will teach you a lesson and take over." Young Master immediately started to take action.
It was obvious that Zhang Dazhuang was no match for him, and Zhang Dazhuang was soon knocked to the ground.
Zhang Dazhuang got up and continued to tangle with his opponent. After a few rounds, he was knocked to the ground again.
At this time, blood flowed from the corners of Zhang Dazhuang's mouth.
"Zhang Dazhuang, admit defeat." Zhou Dao shouted.
By this time, Zhang Dazhuang had been knocked down seven or eight times, and his shirt was already stained red with blood. The entire audience in the venue was attracted by this competition. From the beginning, it was noisy and became silent.
Seeing Zhang Dazhuang pounce on him again and again, his opponent, the young man, started laughing and became frightened, as if he was facing an unbeatable devil.
"Dwarf Winter Melon, if you come back again, I will kill you." Young Master shouted.
Zhang Dazhuang finally hugged each other and never let go no matter how hard the young master hit him. The two of them rolled on the ground.
Finally, the young master got up and became furious when he saw the blood all over his body. He pushed Zhang Dazhuang to the ground and punched him. But Zhang Dazhuang could not get up again.
"Zhang Dazhuang, admit defeat, quickly admit defeat." Zhou Dao shouted.
At this time, a broad palm was placed on Zhou Dao's shoulder. Zhou Dao turned around and saw that it was a tall and powerful old man.
"I am Master Da Zhuang." He said after seeing Zhou Dao's confused eyes.
"This kid, Da Zhuang, usually works very hard, but it's a pity that he has such a bad temper." The old man sighed.
"If you continue like this, you will be beaten to death." Zhou Dao shouted.
The old man sighed and shook his head. Several disciples behind the old man also showed unbearable expressions.
Finally, the young man on the field stopped, looked at the blood on his hands, sneered a few times, took a photo of Zhang Da Zhuang, spat on him, and then turned around and left.
At this time, several of Zhou Dao and Zhang Dazhuang's brothers rushed forward and carried out the dying Zhang Dazhuang.