Ancient master modern police

Tang Ying's popularity is naturally very good. Seeing him in danger, everyone present was anxious, and those in the front row wanted to rush to help, even if they broke the rules, they would not hesitate to do so, but they also knew in their hearts that this was In vain.

"Yingren!" Zhang Qi had been watching the progress on the field for a long time, and if the people present wanted to choose a person who could prevent Chengyuan Temple from killing Tang Ying, it must be him.

When everyone was yelling, Zhang Qi's voice was the loudest among them, and the box he threw looked the most reliable. Those who were anxious just now pinned their hopes on it.

Although Chengyuan Temple wanted to kill Tang Ying, he intuitively felt the threat of the box projected by Zhang Qi, and the speed and position of the box were chosen too well. If he insisted on killing Tang Ying, he would definitely be hit by the box. In the middle, if he retreats, he can just avoid it.

"Boom", Chengyuan Temple dodged, and the sudden burst of the box also showed his wise choice, "Who, Chinese, do you want to break the rules!"

Just a little bit, Chengyuan Temple was able to kill Tang Ying, the owner of the Chinese martial arts gym. What a morale-boosting thing, when it was destroyed, the Japanese on the scene cursed loudly.

"Uh, brother Zhang, you are always really good at shooting. There is Xiao Li Fei Dao in ancient times, and old Zhang Fei Box today. There is absolutely nothing to say." Hu Zi has no doubts about Zhang Qi's strength, let alone any doubts. Worried, but immediately flattered him, with an expression that deserved a beating.

At this time, all the eyes of the audience were on Zhang Qi. Following the gazes of the people around Zhang Qi, everyone knew that he was the one who shot.

"A thousand steamed buns are gone." Zhang Qi's words were shocking. What this guy cares most about is the broken box. That's right, that box is the box containing the Juque sword. Zhang Daxia spent a thousand dollars to order it. Yes, one yuan for a steamed bun is worth a thousand steamed buns.

It was Zhang Qi's expectation to be able to save Tang Ying, and the strength and true energy he chose were enough to injure Tang Ying before Chengyuan Temple killed Tang Ying, but he didn't expect Chengyuan Temple to be cowardly, and gave up in order not to hurt himself. Killing Tang Ying made Zhang Qi's calculations wrong and the box was broken.

"Haha, it's okay, sir, I'll give you a box worth [-] steamed buns." Old J said with a happy smile. Now that he recalled what he said to refute Zhang Qi just now, he felt ashamed. After making self-deprecating jokes, Old J followed closely behind Hu Zi, trying to make connections.

"Interfering in the competition, is this the legendary Chinese who values ​​rules!" Chengyuan Temple stared at Zhang Qi and reprimanded angrily.

As soon as he said that, before Zhang Qi could answer, the Chinese people at the scene were filled with righteous indignation and yelled back: "Shit, it didn't hurt anyone. We have conceded defeat in this game again. It has nothing to do with breaking the rules."

People on both sides began to scold each other, the words were unbearable, and those with organs were considered elegant, but Tang Ying stood up and said loudly: "Okay, I admit defeat in this game, and, after today... "

Tang Ying glanced at Zhang Qi, hesitating to say what he said next, if they were successfully kicked out by the Japanese, at least they would not be able to hold their heads up for a while, this is too aggrieved, and if you choose one who can match up Chengyuan Temple, which has been confirmed by Tang Ying to have cultivated true qi, is Zhang Qi, which is a little possible.

But Tang Ying didn't know Zhang Qi, and he thought the same as Zhang Qi. He could help for a while, but he couldn't help forever. If Zhang Qi was just a passer-by and was defeated by the other party in the future, maybe what the Japanese said would be even worse. It's better to admit defeat as a bachelor now, and work hard to earn back face in the future.

"Sapporo Chinese Martial Arts Academy, doesn't it claim that as long as the Chinese set foot in Hokkaido are your brothers? It seems that you treat them as brothers, but others treat you as your sons." Chengyuan Temple hated Zhang Qi deeply, and Zhang The strength contained in the box that Qi threw out was beyond his comprehension, so although Chengyuan Temple was a bit apprehensive, it didn't think Zhang Qi, a young man, could talk with him at all.

Once this is said, Zhang Qi can't back down. Sapporo Chinese Martial Arts has helped many Chinese, so everyone will consciously maintain and maintain the reputation of the martial arts. This reputation is mutual help. If Zhang Qi doesn't help, then the gold plaque on A gap will be exposed immediately, and it will be difficult to fill it back.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Zhang Qi shook his head and said: "There are too many people present who can defeat you, and there is no need for me, an outsider, to take action."

Then, just when the opponent despised his own side and was disappointed, Zhang Qi patted Old J on the shoulder, and said: "In my opinion, the martial arts instructor next to me is more than enough to beat you."

As Zhang Qi and Zhang Qi's hand slapped down, the old j's astonished expression just rose, and there was a heat flow from Zhang Qi's hand that seemed to be faintly felt when practicing martial arts, but this one was too strong It's so strong that Old J feels like he's about to explode.

"Go to the field, knock him down with one punch, and then," Zhang Qi attached to Old J's ear, ordered, "Kill him."

In a matter of seconds, the old j who weighed more than 80 kilograms was steadily moved to the martial arts stage by Zhang Qi, and the astonished expression on his face hadn't even faded away.

After a few months in the modern age, although Zhang Qi hadn't fought a life-and-death battle, his skills had also increased a little by relying on normal daily practice. Very proficient in innate qi, Zhang Qi gradually reached the level of handy.

Old j's move showed the effect of the past few months of cultivation. Except for Tang Ying and Huzi who knew a little about Zhang Qi's strength, only old j could feel the difficulty of it.

A person leaped three meters away and landed on the one-meter-high martial arts stage. They thought they could still do it, but they couldn't guarantee the landing posture, and Zhang Qi acted like he was lifting weights lightly.

"Hmph, a coward, a villain who only sends his companions to die." Chengyuan Temple thought that Zhang Qi was afraid, so he said disdainfully, and then said to Old J, "I'll give you a ride first, this time I'll see who will break the rules come to save you."

Old j's stunned expression had just faded away, and the excited expression hadn't fully shown on his face, when he saw Chengyuan Temple kicking towards him, looking as if he was going to kill him with one blow.

The old j who only felt that there was a dragon hidden in his body didn't think much, and instinctively swung a straight fist, trying to block his legs with his hands, which was the most difficult position to block like the soles of his feet.

"Ka Ka Ka——" something terrified happened. There was a sound of bones breaking from Chengyuan Temple. , Chengyuan Temple's body fell onto the ring with a bang, without a sound.

No matter how stupid the people at the scene were, they knew that Zhang Qi was definitely doing it, old j, forget it, everyone knows the bottom line, stop joking, everyone turned their attention to Zhang Qi again.