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Although Yang Wutao also practiced martial arts, but they were all very routine things, and there was still a gap between him and a professional martial artist.

Now seeing Zhang Zixiong poking a hole with his finger and crushing stones with his palm, why not be surprised?

Internal power!

Zhang Zixiong was able to break through his own shackles and cultivate his inner strength!
Only by protecting the body with internal strength can one hit the stone with flesh. If it were an ordinary warrior, he would have been shaken to pieces by the stone long ago!
This palm captured Zhang Zixiong's prestige and Yang Wutao's confidence.

With him around, what is the master of the Liu family?
But to Zhang Zixiong's surprise, Xu Qing was still drinking tea calmly, fixed his eyes on the plum blossoms outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Zixiong immediately snorted coldly, Yang Wutao hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master Zhang is exhausted, I have prepared a guest room, why don't you go and rest first?"

After all, Yang Wutao led Zhang Zixiong upstairs.

Xu Qing saw that Yang Wutao had been lukewarm to him since Zhang Zixiong appeared, so he simply didn't say hello to him, left Yang's house alone, and took a taxi back to school.

The next afternoon, Yang Wutao got a convoy.

He first personally invited Zhang Zixiong to his own car, then turned to the Medical University, let Xu Qing sit in another car with a lower grade, and drove to the suburbs one after the other.

After leaving the urban area, the organizers of the martial arts meeting had arranged for people to guard the intersections, and Yang Wutao could pass through only after revealing his identity.

In the abandoned factory, a huge arena was built in a factory building of several thousand square meters, and the surrounding area was rebuilt into rows of high and low orderly seats. At this time, all the thousand seats were full.

These people are some warriors and representatives of forces in the underground world of Wanyuan City. The supply and demand sides are here to find the people they like.

The master of the Liu family who defeated Yang Wutao was called Feng Toutuo. He had been the master for a month in a row.

As soon as Yang Wutao brought Zhang Zixiong and Xu Qing into the arena, someone immediately came to greet him.

Seeing that he brought two strangers with him, someone asked their names curiously.

Yang Wutao first invited Zhang Zinan to him, and introduced him proudly:
"Master Zhang Zixiong, the head coach of the 'Wei Yang' martial arts gym in Jiangchuan City, is a martial artist who has cultivated his inner strength."

"His master is Han Jiangsheng's eldest disciple Han Boss!"

As soon as they heard that Zhang Zixiong and Boss Han had a mentoring relationship, everyone immediately respected him.

How many of them are able to hang out under the name of Boss Han?What's more, he is still an internal force warrior!
Martial artists of this level can't be hired just because they have money, they need face and connections!

Although the Yang family is now in decline, but after all, the ancestors are rich, and there is such a background that they can invite internal force warriors.

Today is destined to be a wonderful show!

After everyone was amazed, Yang Wutao pointed to Xu Qing behind him, and said casually: "Xu Qing, I heard that he is very good at fighting."

The expectant expressions on everyone's faces immediately turned into disappointment, and they all shook their heads: "I haven't heard of it, I don't know it."

Yang Wutao originally wanted to flatter Xu Qing a few words to put money on his face.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't think that Xu Qing had anything to boast about. While regretting it, he simply stopped introducing him to everyone.

After everyone left, the news that Yang Wutao had invited Zhang Zixiong, the grandson of Han Jiangsheng, spread like wildfire among the audience. Everyone was looking forward to the powerful duel between Zhang Zixiong and Feng Toutuo tonight!
As for that Xu Qing?

Don't know, don't know, don't care.

At this time, Zhang Zixiong, following Yang Wutao, strode towards the VIP seats in the front row, with the attitude of a master in his gestures.

While accepting the audience's adoring eyes, he looked back at Xu Qing, who had a ruffian face, and couldn't help but disdain him even more:

"Did you see it? This is my strength and fame! I can convince the audience without making a move!

"I, Zhang Zixiong, have practiced martial arts all my life, but because of my humble background, I have never been able to climb to the top."

"This time I want to show the Yang family who is their hope!"

"In the future, even the An family will support me to the chief, and I will be highly valued!"

Zhang Zixiong was secretly proud, strode ahead of Xu Qing, and was invited into the VIP seat by Yang Wutao.

And Xu Qing was assigned to the back row of seats, squeezed together with a few middle-aged men covered in greasy.

Yang Wutao was deliberately ignoring Xu Qing at this time, he had decided that Zhang Zixiong was his savior, so he simply didn't care about Xu Qing any more, he didn't care where he liked to sit.

The organizer of the martial arts tournament arranged a very reasonable schedule.

A master like Zhang Zixiong was arranged to play in the penultimate game, which was regarded as the climax of the whole game. Regardless of who wins or loses, it will definitely be a wonderful match.

As for Xu Qing, who is really unknown, he was deliberately ranked last to play, which means that he basically has no qualifications to play.

After all, Zhang Zixiong is also the player representing Yang Wutao, so naturally he doesn't need to fight if he wins.

But if even he loses, what qualifications does this young man have to go on stage and die?

Yang Wutao is well aware of this arrangement, at this moment in his mind, Zhang Zixiong has long been the forward of the Yang family.

As for Xu Qing, before the game started, it would be too insolent to propose to quit gambling first.

Young people, with high eyesight and low hands, lack experience after all.

Yang Wutao accompanied Zhang Zixiong, nodding and bowing, he was very impolite, and specially asked the waiter to bring the freshly brewed Longjing tea, offering it with both hands.

He glanced back at Xu Qing, and confessed to the waiter, "Give that kid behind him a glass of boiled water."

Seeing this, Zhang Zixiong became even more proud and conceited:

"Boss Yang, I won the villa back today, and I will be the martial artist enshrined by your family."

"With me here, let alone Wanyuan City, even in Suzhou Province, there will be a place for your Yang family."

"Even if I don't have enough face, isn't my grandpa Boss Han's face not enough?"

"As for that kid surnamed Xu, hehe, you asked him for help? It's really a failure! Boss Yang, I'm confused."

Yang Wutao smiled wryly and said:
"Hey, I was also anxious at the time, so I found him. I regretted it the same day, and invited you here.

You don't need to pay attention to that kid, he is more than rude to you?

Even to me, he still has a condescending attitude, as if I owe him something.

This kind of person will be beaten to death sooner or later. "

Xu Qing sat alone in the back row with folded arms, watching Yang Wutao show so much attention to Liu Jing, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

While speaking, the martial arts competition started, and Feng Toutuo jumped onto the ring first as the ring leader.

Xu Qingning looked closely, this person was of average build and appearance, wearing a headband, dressed like a Tutuo, and his movements were not as powerful as Zhang Zixiong's.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just an ordinary person who can be knocked down with a single punch.

But Xu Qing saw it for real, this person is a master of using poison!