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Chapter 201 [Brother Jinling Haonan! ] (Da Zhang, ask for a monthly pass!)
Chapter 190 Five [Brother Jinling Haonan! 】

If Song Zhicun decides for himself...

He really wants to refuse!
The long-cherished wish for many years has been achieved. After winning Lao Jiang, the goal set by his father has also been completed. Under the eyes of fellow martial arts practitioners in Hong Kong, he has successfully completed this goal, and the media is present at the same time.

Tomorrow this matter is reported in the newspapers, and it will be known to the whole of Hong Kong!

Even if his father wanted to go back on his words, he would never turn back his arrows!
As long as the footnote of this matter is knocked to death, then his position as the heir of the Song family is a certainty, unshakable!
After so many years of hard work, isn't that what it is?
At this time, Song Zhicun was reluctant to take any risks that might arise!
Even in the previous data investigation, Lao Jiang's two apprentices had only a short time to practice martial arts, and their skills should not be very good!

Even if you send your apprentices to fight, your chances of winning are extremely high!
But at this time, why take the risk?

There is no benefit to winning, and if you lose, you will lose all the chips in your hand!
In this situation, even if there is only a [-] in [-] chance, Song Zhicun does not want to take risks!
Therefore, Song Zhicun really wanted to refuse!

But... on this occasion, I can't refuse!

In front of the audience of so many clubs, in front of so many martial arts colleagues and seniors, in front of so many media!
Being challenged loudly by two young people, if you are cowardly...

The Song family is a martial arts family!If you are cowardly in such a 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 a livid expression...

offstage...

"Second brother."

However, Song Chengye suddenly came close to Song Gaoyuan's ear and whispered, "Your chance to turn the tables has come."

Song Gaoyuan looked at his third brother.

Song Chengye's eyes flashed: "Are you really just watching Big Brother win?"

"...What else can I do!" Song Gaoyuan looked gloomy.

Song Chengye looked at the two young people on the stage, and at the eldest brother who had a blue face, and continued to laugh in a low voice: "Second brother, I know, you have already buried someone by your eldest brother's side, so don't do anything at this time. If so, there is no chance.”

Song Gaoyuan stared at his third brother, his eyes narrowed, and then he sighed softly: "The third..."

"Don't you? You are the one who loses the most." Song Chengye smiled.

Finally, Song Gaoyuan gritted his teeth hard, and made a very subtle gesture towards the stage.

On the stage, among the disciples around 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, thinking in his heart whether it was possible to suppress this matter first - even if he said a few scenes first, even if he wanted to fight, he could drag the interface for a few days. back……

I always have to go home first, and cash out the chips that won Lao Jiang first to be valuable!
But... Suddenly, behind Song Zhicun, a voice came!
"Master! Do it with him!! We are also afraid that these Yankees will fail!!"

Song Zhicun was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw one of his disciples shouting angrily.

This roar quickly ignited the emotions of many disciples around Song Zhicun, and the rhythm was immediately brought up.

"Yeah, master! Do it with him!"

"Our territory, we can't let the Yankees show their power!"

"Master, let me go!"

"I go!!"

"I come!!"

Song Zhicun was immediately anxious, looking at his apprentices angrily, feeling vaguely inappropriate, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.

"Uncle Song, whether to fight or not, give me a word!" Chen Nuo continued to shout loudly: "The Song family sent someone to challenge us, but we did it! Now that we challenge, is the Song family so cowardly?"

"Hey! Boy! What are you talking about!!"

Before Song Zhicun could speak, a young apprentice behind him was already furious and shouted, "Pujie!! Eat shit!"

This disciple seems to have been completely detonated by Chen Nuo's Chinese language. When his anger was uncontrollable, he roared and rushed forward!
He moved extremely fast, and Song Zhicun was surrounded by his disciples again. Even if he wanted to stop it, it was inconvenient, and before he had time to stop, the disciple had already taken two steps!
Chen Nuo was also a little surprised, but Chen Yanluo, who was mentally powerful, suddenly noticed a detail keenly!
In the direction of the second and third brothers of the Song family under the stage, Song Gaoyuan's left hand secretly tapped his little finger on the stage...

Chen Nuo's heart moved!
He suddenly walked around behind Zhang Linsheng in one step, resting his body on Zhang Linsheng's back.

"Senior brother, come on!"

It's too late to talk about it, and now everyone on the stage and off the stage saw this scene, a young disciple of Song Zhicun rushed to the two young disciples in the big room of the Song family...

Lao Jiang roared anxiously, and the audience was clamoring for it...

I saw that Song family disciple rushing in front of Zhang Linsheng, raising his hand to be a cannon mallet!
Although this man is young, he is also a few years older than Zhang Linsheng. It can be seen that although he has a grumpy temper, his skills are quite solid!

When Lao Jiang saw this, his heart sank, and his subconscious eyes closed... Based on his judgment of Zhang Linsheng, no matter how talented his apprentice was, he only practiced martial arts for half a year. People have worked hard for several years!
In the martial arts arena, when that 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 in an instant! !
Lao Jiang had already closed his eyes, and suddenly he heard the sky-shattering noise come to an abrupt end, as if the hundred and ten people at the scene were all pinched by their necks at the same time...

When he opened his eyes, he saw an amazing scene!
That disciple of the Song family had already fallen to the floor under the ring!
And his apprentice Zhang Linsheng was still standing on the stage, holding a back-to-back posture in his hands!
"What, what's going on?!" Lao Jiang turned to look at his wife.

Song Qiaoyun was also surprised: "Lin, Lin Sheng... He threw that person from the Song family off the ring."

"Throw it down?"

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After the scene was silent for three seconds, all of Song Zhicun's apprentices on the stage suddenly became annoyed and shouted, and some people rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush up!

"Stop all of them!!!"

Song Zhicun suddenly stopped drinking!
"Uncle Song, do you want to fight more with less?" Chen Nuo stood behind Zhang Linsheng, leaned out halfway, and shouted to Song Zhicun.

Song Zhicun's face turned dark, and he angrily scolded his disciples: "Shut up! Don't move! Retire me!!"

He usually has a lot of power, but when he gets angry at this moment, his disciples have stopped talking and actions in their hands.

The audience under the stage also focused their attention on Song Zhicun.

Song Zhicun waved his hand and pointed at the disciple whose platform fell to the ground: "Go and see him!"

In fact, according to Song Zhicun's true inner thoughts, it would be better if such a stupid and reckless person died.

The two people from the Song family jumped off the ring to help the disciple up, checked it quickly, and then said loudly, "It's okay, I got there, I'm not seriously injured."

Song Zhicun snorted.

"Uncle Song. Was this person your apprentice just now? If you suddenly attacked without reminding him, is it a sneak attack? Ah, he was thrown off the ring by my senior brother, is he considered a loser? Does this count as the ninth in your Song family? Dai's disciple lost?"

"...Of course not!" Song Zhicun's face became more and more ugly, but he could only bite the bullet and said coldly: "That's my Song family's incompetent disciple, and it can't represent the ninth generation of the Song family."

Chen Nuo deliberately laughed a few times, and then slowly said: "Oh, that's fine. I also know that you definitely don't want to count him."

"Boy, do you really want to fight?" Song Zhicun gritted his teeth.

"Hit!" Chen Nuo shouted, and then suddenly shouted in the direction of Lao Jiang under the stage: "Master! Don't scold!"

Lao Jiang's scolding was already on his lips, and he was interrupted by Chen Nuo, but he heard Chen Nuo quickly say: "Master, I have already shouted out the words... Now you want to scold us, or let us fight. , it's not just our brothers who are embarrassed."

Lao Jiang was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood again, staring at the little bastard with wide eyes.

"Master, it's up to you if you want to fight or scold after you go back. Let's talk about this after we finish the fight."

"..."

Song Zhicun also stared at Lao Jiang under the stage 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 are all for this sake, and the word "don't fight" really can't be said!
Chen Nuo is right!

At this moment, if he reprimanded his apprentice and said not to fight... then it would be a real shame to throw him home!
"Follow, let them." Lao Jiang sighed helplessly.

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"Hey, Uncle Song, my master has no opinion." 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 he had in mind at this time, he couldn't care about it. He nodded fiercely: "Okay! If you want to fight, then fight!"

"Okay, how do you fight?" Chen Nuo smiled and said, "You have so many apprentices, pick someone!"

After a pause, he deliberately pointed at the guy under the stage who was helped to the side, and said with a smile: "You can pick a good person! Don't lose, and you can't represent the ninth generation of your Song family!"

This sentence is a naked slap in the face. Although Song Zhicun was angry in his heart, he still maintained his identity after all.

"Master! I'll go!"

"I go!"

"Master! Let me come!"

Especially the middle-aged man - this is Song Zhicun's eldest apprentice, and he is also the one with the best kung fu among Song Zhicun's apprentices.

It stands to reason that at this time, his eldest apprentice should appear.

For a famous martial artist like Song Zhicun, this kind of anti-aging apprentice is even more important than his own son!
Martial arts practitioners often have to deal with some challenges or kick gymnastics of the same people. The more famous you are, the more people will come to challenge.There are many newcomers in the arena, and there are always newcomers who want to be promoted.

When a martial artist is old, when he is old, his physical strength declines, his strength declines, and his peak is not there. If he fights again at that time, if he loses, his fame will become a stepping stone for others.

And to cultivate a true disciple, to inherit his own mantle, and to pass on his ability to press the bottom of the box to the other side—when there is a challenge from a master, and the old martial artist is no longer at his peak, he will let such a direct disciple play.This is the so-called anti-aging apprentice.

In this case, it is just right.

But Song Zhicun's eyes turned on him, but he shook his head: "Awei, you have a game next week."

Then he turned his attention to his three apprentices.

"Jia Qiang, go and meet him!"

Although the eldest apprentice Awei has the best kung fu, the game next week is also very important, and the casino in Australia has placed a huge bet.

In case Awei suffered a slight injury, it would affect the game next week, and affect the casino's handicap, and the loss would be too great!

Among his own disciples, the one with the best kung fu is the eldest apprentice Awei, but the second is the third apprentice.

Although the third apprentice was the third entry, his aptitude was better than that of the second apprentice. After entry, he practiced diligently in kung fu. Although he ranked third in terms of seniority, his kung fu accomplishment was second only to the first apprentice.

I have been practicing martial arts with myself for almost 20 years. Although I haven't entered the room yet, my fists are very hard, and I have gained a lot of fame over the years.

To deal with a boy who has only been practicing martial arts for more than half a year, even if the opponent's talent is so good, Song Zhicun doesn't think he can beat his three apprentices!
"Okay, master!"

The three apprentices nodded in response without hesitation, and then walked out across the crowd.

The man was not tall, short and stocky, with an unremarkable appearance and dark skin.

After walking out slowly at this moment, he quickly took off his short jacket and threw it under the ring, revealing that he was wearing a white undershirt with the words Song Family Martial Arts Hall on it.

Song Zhicun had already retreated to the rope corner with his disciples, and then jumped off the ring.

"Jiaqiang! Be careful!"

After jumping off the ring, Song Zhicun did not forget to remind him aloud.

The three apprentices nodded.

Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun sat together, and quickly shouted: "Lin Sheng! Pay attention to safety! Don't force it if you can't beat it!"

"Master, don't worry, my brother is fine!" Before Zhang Linsheng could answer, Chen Nuo replied first.

With that said, Chen Nuo laughed, moved a small satchel that he had been carrying for a long time from behind, and then took out the contents one by one.

It is a pair of sleeve guards and a pair of leg guards!
It's just that this thing is heavy and has a lot of weight in his hand.

"Hey! What is this?!" Song Zhicun quit: "Boy, this is a bare-handed competition, and you are not allowed to use weapons."

"This isn't a weapon, it's my senior brother's unique boxing technique! Why, a unique boxing thing can't work!

Nanquan also wears wrist guards!
Iron Wire Fist also wears iron rings!

My 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 isn't really a weapon.

There are people practicing martial arts, beginners, and wearing sandbags to exercise, but I have never heard of this thing being used to beat people.

When training with sandbags, when the weight-bearing tools are used to exercise physical fitness, or when they practice fighting against energy, they are used as protective gear.

"This..." The referee was a little uncertain.

"Hey, my brother's unique boxing method is to wear this! What's the matter, you are afraid to wear a sandbag?" Chen Nuo said loudly: "If it doesn't work, you can also wear it! You wear iron elbow pads, leg pads, Knee pads, you can!"

Song Zhicun said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of unique boxing requires wearing sandbags? My Song family boxing has no such skills!"

"Sandbag boxing, can't you? My brother created it himself, can't you?"

"..."

The referee looked at Song Zhicun, Song Zhicun let out a sigh of relief, and laughed in anger: "Okay! Let me also see the disciple of the big room, the young hero, what kind of unique boxing technique did he create!"

The referee looked at the row of veterans in the martial arts world in front of the ring again, and found that there was no objection, so he nodded: "Okay!"

After all, it is a local referee, and his heart is still towards the locals, looking at Song Zhicun's three apprentices: "Do you want to wear something?"

"No need." The third apprentice smiled fiercely: "Let him wear it! If he has the ability, he can wrap his body in sandbags and be beaten!"

The referee nodded, and then greeted the two to come to the center.

"Don't put your eyes in, don't kick your crotch! Falling to the ground three times counts as a loss!

Confess in defeat halfway through!
I have to stop when I say stop!
Do you understand? "

"Understood!" Zhang Linsheng and his opponent answered at the same time.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Nuo has retreated to the bottom of the ring at this moment, standing beside the rope corner: "What if you fall off the ring?"

The referee looked at this kid like an idiot, and said angrily: "Boy! Are you out to compete on the first day? You will lose if you fall off the ring! What else do you need to say?"

"Oh, that's fine."

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After the referee slowly retreated, Zhang Linsheng and his opponent also retreated at the same time, widening the distance!
The three apprentices looked at Zhang Linsheng, slowly raised their hands and made a gesture: "Song Jiaquan, Ding Jiaqiang! Ask for advice!"

Zhang Linsheng was actually a little confused and a little nervous.But I finally remembered what Chen Nuo told me, and had absolute trust in Chen Nuo. Although my heart was beating wildly, I slowly relaxed and let my thoughts go...

Soon, the feeling of the whole body being taken over appeared!

Zhang Linsheng seemed to have become a bystander, "looking" at his body and slowly making a familiar gong, and then he heard a word slowly come out of his mouth.

"Song's chief disciple, Jinling Haonan brother! Ask me!"

hum!
There was an uproar in the audience!
What did this kid say?

Haonan?

What the hell!We are familiar with this!
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Just when the audience under the stage was talking about the name "Haonan", in the ring, Ding Jiaqiang moved!
There was no politeness, no Chinese, as if the anger had been completely provoked by the repeated provocations just now, Ding Jiaqiang roared, and rushed forward with an arrow, winning is a punch!
On the ring, Zhang Linsheng quickly retreated, and the fist style almost wiped his nose!

Ding Jiaqiang failed with one punch, and the second punch came again!
Zhang Linsheng stepped on grease as if he had stepped on grease, and he slid away again!

Ding Jiaqiang roared again and again, a pair of fists like a storm, a combination of punches continued to attack, Zhang Linsheng raised his hands high up in front of his head, but he never blocked or counterattacked, but his body was twisted, and his feet kept sliding and dodging!
For a while, one dodge and one dodge on the stage, and saw that Ding Jiaqiang made a dozen punches in one breath, all of which were dodged by Zhang Linsheng with incredible agility!
Both Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun were stunned!

Zhang Linsheng's talent is very good in Lao Jiang's opinion, but... there is absolutely no such amazing movement and footwork!

Even when practicing martial arts, Lao Jiang always felt that Zhang Linsheng's next game was actually a weakness!

After all, he has only been practicing martial arts for half a year, and he is very skilled in boxing, but after all, he has never practiced a pile or a pile, nor has he practiced footwork very much!
But at this moment, it seems that in the ring, Ding Jiaqiang chased after him again and again, shouting and shouting, a pair of fists have gathered all their abilities to greet Zhang Linsheng!

But this apprentice of his, at this moment, is simply not human! !

Especially when Ding Jiaqiang swept the whip, Zhang Linsheng's body seemed to break his waist, and the whole person leaned back in an incredible posture, and then in this posture, he was able to move a few steps sideways and flashed by the way. Ding Jiaqiang pursued with two consecutive kicks...

Lao Jiang even felt that his eyes were wrong!
For nearly two minutes, no matter how many punches and kicks Ding Jiaqiang punched, none of them landed on the ground!

Not even a block from both sides!

I saw Zhang Linsheng on the stage, dodging all the attacks with all kinds of movements that were almost gymnastics!
Ding Jiaqiang didn't even touch a corner of his opponent's clothes!

"Force him! Force him to go to the rope corner!"

In this room of the Song family, Song Zhicun repeatedly pointed out his apprentice.

At this moment, he also felt that something was wrong... The other side's boy, his movement skills are too ghost!
Only half a year to practice martial arts?Liar it! ! !
In the end, Ding Jiaqiang was experienced in martial arts after all. After many unsuccessful attacks, he finally forced Zhang Linsheng to a corner, and there was no room to dodge!

boom!
The first collision between the two sides has finally arrived!
Ding Jiaqiang punched and was blocked by Zhang Linsheng's raised arm!Then an elbow was blocked by Zhang Linsheng's arms again, and a kick hit Zhang Linsheng's calf in the face, but it was also blocked by the sandbag on the leg!

Chen Nuo's eyes jumped!
He clearly felt Zhang Linsheng's body began to tremble!

This is the natural response of the body's nerves.

Although there are sandbags to protect the body, the opponent is one of Song Zhicun's personal disciples. How can he lose after 20 years of kung fu practice?

He has been practicing martial arts for 20 years, how many sandbags have been broken by a pair of fists, and how many wooden stakes have been broken by kicking with a pair of feet!

No matter how Zhang Linsheng was hooked by Chen Nuo, his body strength was only similar to that of ordinary people.I haven't beaten my bones, I haven't tempered my flesh!

If it weren't for the sandbags to protect the body and resolve the strength, I am afraid that Zhang Linsheng's arms or legs would be interrupted by the opponent!Even so, it must have been injured!

If it wasn't for Chen Nuo's "manipulation", if it was Zhang Linsheng himself, the pain would definitely be affected by the pain, and the body would also respond!

However, under the control of Chen Nuo, Zhang Linsheng seemed to be unaware of the pain. Although the nervous reaction caused his arms and legs to tremble slightly, he still made a sharp movement.

Then, when I saw Zhang Linsheng, he suddenly carried his shoulders violently!
boom! !

On the ring, Ding Jiaqiang flew high, and then fell out of the ring and landed on the floor outside in front of everyone's eyes!
"..."

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"..."

The audience was silent again!

Everyone was stunned!

Although Ding Jiaqiang has not been successful in causing damage to the opponent, from the perspective of the situation, he has always pressed his opponent to fight!Although Zhang Linsheng dodged beautifully, he had no chance to fight back at all!
Why in a blink of an eye, Ding Jiaqiang clearly hit the opponent several times in a row, but the opponent seemed to be fine, but with a backhand, he threw Ding Jiaqiang out of the ring?
A few seconds later, an uproar broke out in the martial arts arena!
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Song Zhicun's face turned pale!

He stared and opened his mouth wide, looking at Zhang Linsheng on the stage, and Ding Jiaqiang under the stand.

Ding Jiaqiang was obviously not injured. After landing, although embarrassed, he quickly got up from the ground, but his face was also angry, unwilling, and guilty...

Turning to look at Song Zhicun: "Master, Master..."

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Lao Jiang and Song Qiaoyun were also stunned.

However, Chen Nuo laughed, 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 his control.

But at the same time, a burst of intense pain hit his arms and legs, and he suddenly opened his mouth, subconsciously screaming.

Chen Nuo quickly covered Zhang Linsheng's mouth and said quickly, "Don't scream! Endure the pain!"

Zhang Linsheng felt that his cold sweat broke out, and his breathing seemed to be shaking, but after a few deep breaths, he closed his mouth tightly.

Chen Nuo gently lifted Zhang Linsheng's arm, opened the corner of the sandbag sleeve and glanced...

Under the sandbag sleeves, Zhang Linsheng's arm was already black and purple, and there were large chunks of congestion!

Chen Nuo hurriedly input his own mental power, quickly dispelled the congestion for Zhang Linsheng, combed 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 trembling and he could barely hold the towel, but Chen Nuo took the initiative to grab the towel and wipe it for him.

"Fuck... it hurts!" Zhang Linsheng could finally speak.

"Hold on, hold on, you've been in the limelight this time, continue in a while!"

"Huh? Continue?"

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The referee on the stage is actually dumbfounded!
After being stunned for a few seconds, with a ghostly expression on his face, he looked at Ding Jiaqiang, who fell from the stand, and Zhang Linsheng, who had retreated to the corner of the rope...

Then he walked to the center and declared the winner.

Song Zhicun shook his body and felt that the light in front of him was extremely dazzling.

At this moment, Chen Nuo's voice came from the stage: "Uncle Song! Who will your Song family send for the second game?"

Song Zhicun: ? ? ? ?
second round?
What second game? ?
And the second one? ? ?
Song Zhicun looked at Chen Nuo with a dumbfounded expression, but Chen Nuo didn't seem to notice, and said naturally: "We are two brothers, so naturally we will fight twice.

We won the first game, and in the second game, who did you send? "

If Song Zhicun hated this little bastard who was doing nothing wrong before, then, at this moment, he almost fell in love with this stupid little bastard! !

And the second one? !

Because there are two people, so we have to play two games?

This guy is really a layman! !

Handing over the opportunity to turn the tables into your own hands? !
As if he was too excited, Song Zhicun took a deep breath before suppressing the surprise in his heart, and said loudly: "Of course I will send someone!"

As soon as these words came out, the cheers for the Song family from the audience seemed to be far worse than before.

Chen Nuo "doesn't understand", but these audiences are all those who practice boxing and know boxing on weekdays, or like to watch boxing.

It is said that a good competition is a generation to fight a generation.

Where is the second game?Also count the number of sessions?
That little Yankee doesn't understand.

How could the boss of your Song family not understand?

This shows that pretending to be stupid and taking advantage of it!

Although the audience below the stage all supported the local people, this scene could not help but feel a little ashamed, and the applause for the Song family was far less enthusiastic than before.

Shame! !

Lao Jiang's original surprise turned into a frenzy. Zhang Linsheng was able to win a match unexpectedly, which was far beyond Lao Jiang's expectations!Seeing that Song Zhicun actually beat the snake to the stick and bullied his apprentice like this, he immediately shouted: "Song Zhicun! What did you say..."

"Master! It's okay!" Chen Nuo quickly interrupted Lao Jiang's words: "It's about to play the second game, we are all ready."

"Brother Jiang! The disciples said they would fight twice." Song Zhicun didn't dare to tell the difference, and quickly said to the strong man behind him, "Awei! Come on!"

I don't dare to retain any strength at this moment!No matter what next week's game!
Song Chengye and Song Gaoyuan were intentional to stop them, but seeing that Awei had already jumped onto the ring quickly.

Song Zhicun also shouted loudly: "Awei! Fight hard, don't fall for the prestige of my Song Family Boxing!"

The old man had already given up his face, and even stood up in person, raising his arms again and again, inciting the audience to cheer.

It's just that the enthusiasm of the audience is no longer so full. In the shouting, there are occasionally some cheering voices - Song Zhicun can't care about this much at this moment!
As long as his apprentice Awei can grab a victory, plus the veterans of the martial arts world who are witnessing bystanders are all invited by himself, plus he will give the media some favors when the time comes... I can have a reason to take this day. This bit of shame is wiped away!
Seeing Awei jumping up, Chen Nuo patted Zhang Linsheng lightly: "Grit your teeth and persevere! Don't worry, there is me!"

Although Zhang Linsheng's face was a little pale, and after the body regained his control just now, in addition to the pain, there was a faint pain in the lungs that seemed to be torn apart, as well as the strong feeling of collapse in the whole body, which made Zhang Linsheng very clear that he just now In that match, although under the control of Chen Nuo, he made countless unbelievable dodges—but these all exceeded 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!
Nodding hard, Zhang Linsheng walked slowly to the center.

When the control of the body was replaced by Chen Nuo again, Zhang Linsheng suddenly remembered something and forgot to tell Chen Nuo! ! !

really! !
"The ninth generation disciple of the Song family's boxing chief, Brother Jinling Haonan! Please advise!"

Oh shit!Can you not mention the name! ! !

Brother Hao Nan wanted to cry without tears in his heart.

"...The ninth-generation disciple of the second room of Song Family Boxing, Liu Shiwei!"

The middle-aged man clasped his fists, but his eyes were full of evil spirits.

"Awei! Force him to go to the rope corner!" Song Zhicun shouted in a deep voice.

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[Da Zhang, ask for a monthly pass! ! ! 】

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