Unlimited card draw of martial arts

chapter 13

The person called Elder Jiu is not a member of the Zhang family, but an elder of the Zhang family's worship hall.

The Zhang family not only cultivated their own clansmen, but also absorbed some masters from outside to sit in Qin'an city.

There are many masters in the enshrining hall, all supported by the Zhang family, who will act when the Zhang family is in danger.

No one knows the name of this elder Jiu, but his status in the Zhang family is not high, and many people have disliked this drunk guy for a long time.

"Yes! Don't know how to bet?" Elder Jiu asked with a smile.

"It's very simple. If Zhang Rang can enter the top eight, he will become the top [-]. I just got two jars of Luoyang Shuangzheng, and I will give you one jar. But if Zhang Rang does not enter the top eight, Elder Jiu, what good things do you have?" Bet with me?"

Elder Jiu smiled at the elder with the goatee, "Stingy! Stingy! I want your two altars of Luoyang Double Steam! If I lose, I will lend you my copy of "Drunken Sword Intent" for seven days." ,how?"

"can!"

When the other elders heard that Elder Jiu was willing to take out his "Drunken Sword Intent", they were all invigorated for a moment.

"Elder Jiu, I still have a large jar of Tianshui special brew, don't you know?"

"Two days! One day, the water special brew is worth the price!"

"Elder Wine, I have treasured the wine from the Western Regions for 12 years, I think you will be interested."

All of a sudden, many elders bet against Elder Jiu one after another.

Not only because everyone is not optimistic about Zhang Rang, but the more important reason is that Elder Jiu's "Drunken Sword" is so exciting.

"Drunken Sword Intent" is not a sword technique, let alone a brilliant move. "Drunken Sword Intent" is just the experience of a swordsman in the Jianghu.

It is said that the swordsman only loved two things in his life, one was a knife and the other was wine.

After practicing martial arts for 36 years, he combined the two things he loved all his life into one and wrote "Drunk Sword Intention", and his own strength broke through from the ninth level of the second pulse state to the peak of the ninth level of the three yuan state in one fell swoop.

Across nine small realms!
Since then, the name of "Drunken Sword" has been spread in the world.

It's just that the swordsman never appeared again.

Unexpectedly, Elder Jiu had "Drunken Sword Intent" in his hands, how could other elders not be moved.

In the third round, Zhang Rang still defeated his opponent with one punch.

This made many elders uneasy.

The first time and the second time are lucky, and when you encounter an opponent who is not strong enough, you can lose ten times with one force, and that's fine.

But all three opponents were defeated with one punch, which is a bit too much.

More importantly, many people can see that what Zhang Rang is performing is the 48-style Changquan that anyone in the Zhang family can practice.

The 48-style Changquan is a boxing method created by the Taizu of the Kai Dynasty, and it became popular in the army.

Although this fist is not strong in offense and defense, but it is an excellent boxing method for strengthening the body between opening and closing.

Never expected that Zhang Rang would defeat three opponents with a set of rotten martial arts.

Finally, in the fourth round, Zhang Rang met Zhang Feng, the strongest in the third group.

"Hahahaha... Elder Jiu, your good luck is coming to an end. Zhang Feng, the Pofeng Fist, is also a leader among the disciples of the Zhi family. This time, the family has made a lot of money. I guess this son can enter the front row of the Zhi family." Ten!"

"I heard that Zhang Feng has been concentrating on boxing, and his best is quick punch. I'm afraid Zhang Zang will start to suffer a disastrous defeat in this round."

Elder Jiu listened to what the other elders said, as if he didn't hear it, and drank the wine from the gourd on his own.

Four levels of aura!

Zhang Rang didn't expect to meet an opponent who was on par with him so soon.

Zhang Feng glanced at Zhang Rang coldly, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"The 48-style Changquan is good, but it's a pity that the low-level martial arts are still low-level martial arts. No matter how much you practice, it's useless!"

As Zhang Feng said, his figure moved, like a falcon, rushing straight at him.

"The barbaric bull breaks the sky!"

Zhang Rang didn't dare to be careless, and immediately performed the 24-style Changwuquan.

It doesn't matter if my boxing style is mistaken by the opponent as a 48-style long fist. After all, my own 24-style Changwu boxing is a fusion, and it is very similar to the 48-style long boxing.

What Zhang Rang didn't expect was that Zhang Feng was extremely fast and the punch was extremely powerful.

Bang!
The 48-style long fist of the last martial arts beats the bull fist of the first-order martial arts.

The two were evenly matched.

As everyone knows, Zhang Rang's boxing method is a second-level boxing method, and Zhang Rang has preserved his strength and did not use his full strength. Otherwise, it would be easy for the second-level martial arts to fight the first-level martial arts, and it would be easy to knock Zhang Feng back.

But Zhang Feng was secretly surprised.

"Zhang Rang, right? I have always heard that you are useless, but now it seems that you still have some skills. You are worthy of my stronger boxing skills!"

Zhang Rang smiled coldly, he naturally knew what Zhang Feng's strongest punch was.

All the cards on Zhang Feng's body were white, and there was only one green card, which he had noticed since the two of them hadn't started fighting.

[Hu Ben Fist·Change] Green One Star

Tiger Ben Boxing is the boxing style of the Han army, but as many veterans retired, this boxing style gradually spread to the common people, and even became the boxing style practiced by many reckless people in the Jianghu.

Although it is only a first-level martial art, it has been cultivated to the extreme by Zhang Feng.

You must know that even if the first-level martial arts reaches a perfect level, it can only be a white five-star, but after Zhang Feng's continuous training and improvement of the Tiger Ben fist, it has become a green one-star.

It is conceivable how much effort Zhang Feng spent on this set of boxing techniques.

It's a pity that Zhang Rang was cheaper in the end.

From the moment the two fought, Zhang Rang began to collect the green one-star card.

It's just that Zhang Rang continued to maintain an evenly matched state because the time to draw was not enough for half a stick of incense.

Now that Zhang Feng is using the Tiger Ben Fist, Zhang Rang pretends to be defeated and retreats.

"This one was defeated by Zhang Feng, it looks like he's about to lose!" An elder smiled triumphantly.

The goatee elder twitched his beard lightly, "It's okay to lose, but he has been fighting Zhang Feng for so long in boxing, I am very worried that after Zhang Feng showed his hole card, Zhang Rang will be crippled directly. If he is crippled, the next game If you can't participate in a game, you have no chance to be in the top eight!"

Just when Elder Goatee finished speaking so proudly, Zhang Rang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and punched out, blocking Zhang Feng's violent attack.

Zhang Feng was horrified, he couldn't believe that Zhang Rang had the strength to resist under his continuous onslaught.

"Zhang Feng, you are very accomplished in boxing, but now it seems that you still have some skills. You are worthy of my stronger boxing skills!"

Zhang Rang's 24-style Changwuquan seems to be similar to the 48-style Changwuquan, but after all, it is not a 48-style Changwuquan.

As the time for Banzhuxiang came, I also drew the green one-star card [Hu Ben Fist·Change] from the opponent.

Then there is no need to continue fighting.

The seventh form of the 24-style Changwuquan is punched out with one punch.

The tyrannical momentum drove the front of the fist, and it went straight to Zhang Feng's fist.

When the two fists collided, Zhang Feng gathered his whole body's true energy on the fist, trying to defeat Zhang Rang with one blow.

Unexpectedly, with a bang, Zhang Feng flew upside down for more than ten meters, and fell off the ring.

"No. 198, Zhang Rang, win!"

Elder Jiu picked up his wine gourd with a smile, and asked Elder Goatee, "Elder Zhang Qingzhi, what did you just say? I'm hard of hearing, so I didn't hear clearly."

At this moment, the goatee elder Zhang Qingzhi's face was extremely ugly.

　A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, is it right for your collection?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)