Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Compare."

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

Since you want to slap your face, you should do it more simply.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's agreement, Yang Yizhi smiled.

Lin Pingzhi passed the first two hurdles safely.

For this last hurdle, he planned to do it himself.

Otherwise, if there is a loss.

He will definitely be blamed by the son!

Thinking of this, Yang Yizhi's eyes contained deep meaning.

In the last level, you must win Lin Ping!

"Okay, let's fight at the last level, one against a hundred!"

Yang Yizhi waved his hand.

When Han Xiao heard this, his distorted face in pain suddenly burst into joy.

The so-called fight is actually a one-on-one fight.

On the battlefield, most people only have targets in front of them.

However, the fight that Yang Yizhi mentioned just now is to let Lin Pingzhi fight with one against a hundred.

How could Han Xiao not be excited by this.

Han Xiao was completely relieved.

Under the leadership of the soldiers, he went to the military doctor to treat his wounds.

As for the Ouchi guards, it was because Han Xiao was gone.

Therefore, the condemnation will be directed at Yang Yizhi.

"Yang, you are too much! Brother Lin is alone, and you let him beat a hundred!"

"Brother Lin, forget it, let's not compare with them!"

"Yes! Brother Lin, you have proven yourself, they are cheating!"

"..."

Lin Pingzhi did not directly admit defeat as Ouchi's guards said.

Slapping in the face means hitting harder.

"Master Yang, may I ask, is there any limit to fighting?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Yang Yizhi and asked.

Yang Yizhi smiled slightly.

"There is no limit."

He said confidently.

In his opinion, Lin Pingzhihui's martial arts are nothing more than the seven-step resurrection zombie palm.

This kind of martial art needs to transfer the internal force to the palm of the hand.

And among the Ouchi guards, how many have deep internal strength?

Yang Yizhi was very relieved.

Moreover, this time, he plans to do it himself!

"Please, Guard Lin."

Yang Yizhi stretched out his palm.

On one side, there are already nearly a hundred people in it.

Lin Pingzhi smiled, with a knife on his waist, and walked straight into the crowd.

Yang Yizhi also surrounded him.

The Ouchi guards saw that Yang Yizhi was going to do it himself, and immediately exploded.

"Yang, you are really shameless!"

"If you have the ability to fight against Big Brother Lin!"

"One enemy against one hundred is fine, but you still have to participate. It's really too much."

They all cursed.

Although they didn't have deep contact with Yang Yizhi.

But come from Shengjing.

They also knew that Yang Yizhi was one of Wu Sangui's subordinates with the highest martial arts.