My apprentice is a bit too much

Chapter 79

"Start." Zhang Sanfeng shouted loudly.

Su Qi took the lead. He wasn't sure what moves his opponent would have. He came to participate in the Elite Conference and didn't want to be defeated before he could make a move.

If so, it would be too wronged!

Martial arts, cheesy doesn't know what that is, he only knows the right to play his best.

Su Qi started the offensive with a standard whip kick. Whether it is speed or strength, Su Qi's offensive is remarkable.

"Yes, it is said that this Su Qi once participated in the provincial competition on behalf of Junhua University, and he is still so young, it is indeed good!"

"He is indeed a talent to make. You can ask if you are interested in joining our Tang family."

"Oh, your Tang family is actually recruiting young people from other races now?" the representative of the Wang family asked, tilting his head.

"Everyone understands, and you also know in your heart that Jinling's luck pattern has changed suddenly. The luck of young people is the most prosperous. Recruiting young people is the most effective way to stabilize Qi." Tang Xing snorted coldly.

"Then what if our Wang family also likes this young man?"

"Don't rush to fight. The problem now is that no matter whose family these outstanding young children join, they must not join Xuanming Company." The representative of the Xie family said coldly.

The Xie family and the Tang family were considered the strongest among the eight major families. If they opened their mouths, the others would naturally have to keep their mouths shut.

"I've taken a fancy to this young man." Beside Lu Xiaoming, Fang Zhihan also said.

"Aren't your Fang family famous for their resourcefulness and cunning, and you also like this kind of upright young man?" Lu Xiaoming asked.

"A lone yang doesn't grow, and a lone yin doesn't grow." Fang Zhihan smiled.

"Speak human." Lu Xiaoming frowned.

"Haha." Fang Zhihan laughed and stopped talking.

"Tch, I really thought I didn't understand. To put it bluntly, it means that your Fang family's yin is flourishing and yang is declining, and the population is not prosperous. Alas, old man Fang, I have a few great tonic pills here. Why don't you use them? Do more things to benefit future generations?"

Lu Xiaoming turned around.

"Cough, cough cough!" Fang Zhihan choked on a mouthful of water.

"I'm going to lose." Lu Xiaoming suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Without martial arts inheritance, it's not bad to be able to persist for more than 30 moves with only karate and taekwondo."

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Xiaoming finished speaking, Su Qi was repelled by a palm, and then he was pinned down.

"I lost!"

Su Qi was a little unwilling.

"The first match, Tang Weisheng."

Tang Wei smiled slightly, and waved down, "Who will be next?"

"This Tang Wei, your Tang family is really interested in this competition." The Wang family sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid it's close to Huang Jie's strength."

"Barely counted as a half-step yellow step." Tang Xing smiled slightly.

"A 20-year-old master of the Huang rank, although it was only promulgated!" The representative of the Wang family was a little surprised. Does the Wang family have such a young man?

There must be, but there are only a few in total, and you can count them with a slap.

Such geniuses, they wished they could all be cultivated secretly in the clan, so they would not be willing to take them out to participate in this kind of competition.

Of the eight major families, the Tang family and the Xie family have always been the strongest.

However, Jinling City has been calm and peaceful for decades. Unexpectedly, the gap has not narrowed, but is slowly widening.

The yellow rank master appeared, and the following competition suddenly changed.

"I didn't expect that the people sent by the Eight Great Families would already be close to the strength of the Huang rank at the very beginning." Fang Zhihan was a little surprised, and at the same time sent someone to the stage to extend an invitation to Su Qi.

The first scene ended just like that, but because neither the eight major families confronted each other nor the eight major families confronted Xuanming Company, it did not attract much attention.

In the end, Su Qi was taken under by Fang Zhihanlue.

The next three duels are all masters from other schools. There is no doubt that these young people are already very good at standing here, but there is still a huge gap compared with the children of the family.

However, those who were defeated also received olive branches from major families.

In the fourth round, the masters of the Wang family were defeated by Tang Wei.

The Wang family was unwilling, but they could only swallow their anger. The Tang family is too strong!
In just a short while, Tang Wei won five games in a row. He is too good at attacking!
After resting for a while, Tang Wei continued to play.

This time Tang Wei directly extended his middle finger towards Lu Xiaoming, "Why, can't Xuanming Company send a single person?"

In Xuanming Company, there are really no young people who practice martial arts.

Xuanming Company only has immortals, Hua Yao and Ao Xin are not very old, but their methods are too terrifying, so they are naturally not suitable to participate in the war.

But besides Xuanming Company, Lu Xiaoming also has the Salted Fish Gang.

When others came to provoke him, Lu Xiaoming naturally stopped being silent.

"I am the Salted Fish Gang, is there any man who dares to fight?"

Lu Xiaoming turned around, looked at the location of the Xianyu Gang and asked.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

After Lu Xiaoming asked them to choose between the eight major families and himself last time, the Xianyu Gang lost a lot of people. Although there are not many people left, they are surprisingly united.

And these people have all received the "pan" style Tai Chi Jue taught by Lu Xiaoming himself.

"What is the slogan of our Salted Fish Gang?" Lu Xiaoming continued to ask.

"Slap your face and pretend to be 13, eliminate injustice, and resist oppression!"

The following continued to shout.

Lu Xiaoming sat down proudly, and suddenly a boy from the Salted Fish Gang rushed up.

The white shirt is on the outside, and the huge waves behind it set off the majestic and majestic... salted fish!
A huge word "salty" on it.

Inside the white shirt was a black discreet T-shirt with big words written in white brush on it: Handsome!

"Salted fish help Eucommia, please advise!"

The voice was very domineering, but the expression on his face was a little wretched, winking at Tang Wei as soon as he came on stage.

Describe it in one word: cheap.

Describe it in two words: I owe you a beating!
Walking into the arena, he assumed a standard Tai Chi pose.

"Salted Fish Gang, I'll beat you like a salted fish."

Tang Wei couldn't take it anymore, he rushed towards Du Zhong, and then attacked two times in succession, but they were all resolved by Du Zhong.

"I make it, I make it!"

Eucommia didn't attack, but all of Tang Wei's offensives were ineffective, and it felt like he was using the wrong force every time.

After several rounds of offensives, Tang Wei really had no strength. When fighting Eucommia, Tang Wei felt like he was pushing a millstone.

However, Tang Wei knew in his heart that this Eucommia had strong defenses and average attack methods. As long as he concentrated on letting go, the other party should not be able to do anything to him.

Du Zhong should understand this truth in his heart, but Du Zhong didn't panic at all.

"It's time to use the last trick that the leader of the gang gave me!" Du Zhong smiled, posing in a pose, with his left index finger pointing forward.

"Do you still remember the move of one pointing forward, hurting people in the air?"

"Could it be... a Yang finger?"

Eucommia moved!

With a flip of the hand, the pads of the fingers point upwards, and a slight bend!
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, Du Zhong was actually hooking his finger at Tang Wei.

"Trash, come here!"

Du Zhong shouted loudly.

"I...Pfft!" Tang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Help the bishop's top-of-the-box trick, really easy to use!"

Du Zhong laughed.

Tang Wei vomited blood from anger.

Under the stage, Zhang Sanfeng shouted loudly in time, "Salted fish help Eucommia, win!"

(End of this chapter)