God level cultivator cemetery

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather was sitting at the door of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, Zhao Yuan'er was standing behind her, and some uncles were standing in a row behind, staring at the people from the Hongyun Martial Arts Hall across the street. posture.

Hongcheng came here in person today, and brought a lot of brothers from the martial arts school. The Hongyun martial arts school is already a century-old shop, and it has developed well in recent years.

Just from the number of people, the Zhao Family Martial Arts School lost more than one chip.

"Old man, you have to move today if you move, or you have to move if you don't move, why waste time here, in case there is a bump, it will not be easy at your age."

Hongcheng really can't understand why it's just such a piece of land, it's a matter of life or death.

"As long as I'm here, don't want us to leave."

"Fuck your mother, we've already bought this place, so you can keep it if you say so." Whoever said that, Hong Cheng also looked back.

Zhao Yuan'er's second uncle couldn't stand it, he was also very angry, and scolded: "Which kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, get out of here."

"What can you do now that I'm out?" Only then did Hong Cheng see clearly that it was his nephew, Hong Yun.

"What do you think I can do." The second uncle rushed out after finishing speaking, and greeted Hongyun's face with a punch.

After all, the second uncle is a hard kung fu practiced horizontally, how can it be compared with the luck that has been practiced for less than a few years, and he has already suffered a blow before he got up.

After taking two steps back, Hongyun felt his teeth loosen, and the anger on his face gradually rose, and he clenched his fists.

"You're courting death." After speaking, he fought with his second uncle.

Of course Zhao Yuaner and the others wouldn't stop it. The second uncle couldn't suffer at all. Instead, Hong Cheng gave the people around him a wink and asked them to help Hong Yun. Although this nephew was a bit domineering, he was also his sister's only treasure. pimple.

The young master who was spoiled by the whole family was injured after going back to him, but there is enough to talk about.

Three more people passed by the Hongyun Martial Arts Hall and surrounded the second uncle.

"Why, you can't beat me alone, so many people come to beat me now."

Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather also slapped the stool up, "Hmph, is this the martial arts of Hongyun Martial Arts?"

"Besiege if you can't fight, you are really embarrassing us martial arts practitioners." I don't know which uncle said that.

Hongcheng's face changed and he said: "Your Zhao Family Martial Arts School doesn't care if the old bully the young."

"Then I'll let you try the strength of our Zhao Family Martial Arts School." Zhao Yuan'er couldn't help but ran out, "I don't count myself as a bully."

"Yuan'er is back." Before Grandpa had time to call Zhao Yuan'er back, she made a move, and greeted Hong Cheng directly.

This was a mess, everyone fought together, it looked like a group fight.

When Wei Ziheng came over, he saw this scene.

He slammed on the brakes, rushed into the crowd, stopped in the middle with a squeak, and divided the crowd into two groups.

For this person who suddenly appeared and disturbed them, they all stopped together, wanting to see who it was.

Wei Ziheng lowered the window, then poked out a head and gave a mean smile to the people of Hongyun Martial Arts, waved and said, "Hi, we meet again."

"Who is he?" Hong Cheng asked the people around him.

"I don't know, he was there when I came here yesterday, and I have never heard of such a person in the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall before."

Divided into two formations again, Wei Ziheng then drove the car to one side, and then stood beside Zhao Yuan'er.

"What are you doing all this? It's not ashamed to fight together like this. They're both quite old."

When Wei Ziheng said this, not only the people from the Hongyun Martial Arts Academy glared at him, but also the people from the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy were a little speechless.

"Who are you? From the Zhao family?" Hong Cheng asked.

"He's my grandson-in-law, what's the matter? Can't he be from our Zhao family?" Zhao Yuan'er's grandfather snorted.

Wei Ziheng almost stared out, when will he be your grandson-in-law, have you asked me?
But this scene was not easy to refute, so she acquiesced, Zhao Yuan'er was already in a daze, and then complained in her heart, what is grandpa doing, it's too embarrassing for them to get along as friends in the future.

"Of course, grandson-in-law, tell us how to solve this problem."

Wei Ziheng didn't refuse either, and stood up and said, "We verified it yesterday, and it's an antique. Don't you masters of the Ling family believe it?"

"You fart, that is not an antique at all, do you think we are fools?" Hong Yun couldn't help but cursed again from behind.

"Who said that just now? Stand up for me."

Having learned the lesson just now, Hongyun dared not come out, fearing that if he went out, he would hit his face with another fist.

"Who did you ask for verification? You can go to the Ling family. Of course we will know who is right and who is wrong." Wei Ziheng paused again and said, "As for this, our Zhao family will not allow it."

It's back to the deadlock at the beginning. Whether this is an antique or not, each disagrees. One of the places will be taken over, and the other will not be given up. Wei Ziheng's coming will only add fuel to the fire, and there is no way to calm it down. .

"You still don't mean to solve it by saying this. If you don't move, we will spend it here."

Wei Ziheng smiled, rubbed his hands and said to everyone: "Don't be impatient, everyone. I have an idea. Let's try it out. How about two wins in three rounds? If you win, we will leave. You don't need to pay for antiques. We won, and I can buy it back at the original price, but you have to pay for the antiques, what do you think?"

Of course, the Zhao family had no objection. Wei Ziheng said that he paid the money, and the Zhao family would pay the money in the end.

But Hongyun said in Hongcheng's ear: "Uncle, that's not an antique at all, isn't this nonsense."

"The Ling family said yes, even if it wasn't, then Wei Ziheng has an inexplicable relationship with the Ling family and cannot be provoked." Hong Cheng patted Hong Yun's shoulder reassuringly, and agreed.

Wei Ziheng brought people from the Hongyun Martial Arts Gym into the Zhao Family Martial Arts Gym. They simply cleaned up the martial arts practice area, and the competition was no problem.

"We've made an agreement. We've decided on the candidates for this competition, but we can't change them." Hong Cheng said to Mr. Zhao.

"of course."

Now both sides have to produce three people, and they must be the most powerful. After all, they don't know the order of appearance, so it is impossible to use Tian Ji's horse racing strategy.

Mr. Zhao was a little worried. He was old, and he was the person in charge, so he couldn't appear on the stage. Except for Zhao Yuan'er's second uncle who was not bad, there was almost no one he liked.

"Grandpa, let me go." Zhao Yuan'er also knew their situation, so she could only volunteer.

"Nonsense, you're a girl."

"But Grandpa, my kung fu here is considered pretty good, if I don't excel..."

Mr. Zhao also understands that this is the last chance. Zhao Yuan'er is indeed very talented, but her kung fu of more than ten years is more effective than those of her uncles who have practiced for more than 30 years. It's a pity that she is a girl.

Wei Ziheng said at this time: "Let Yuan'er go, how about giving me the last spot?"

Seeing the Zhao family looking at him with strange eyes, Wei Ziheng smiled dryly, "Didn't everyone say that I am the son-in-law of the Zhao family just now, and there is nothing wrong with me replacing the Zhao family."

"No, your kung fu?" Zhao Yuan'er expressed everyone's doubts. They haven't really seen Wei Ziheng's strength until now, so how dare they rest assured.

"My strength is definitely not inferior to yours, don't worry." Wei Ziheng had told Zhao Yuan'er countless times to feel relieved, Zhao Yuan'er believed it now for some reason.

She believed that Wei Ziheng would not speak big words, and his kung fu must be better than hers, and then recalled that when he saved her, she might not even be able to reach the speed.

"Well, Grandpa, just give him the last spot."

Seeing that Zhao Yuan'er agreed and looked very determined, Mr. Zhao wrote Wei Ziheng's name to the end. After all, there is no better candidate now.

This competition was originally a gamble, why not gamble again.

Both sides finished the list, glanced at each other, and then prepared for the first competition, which was the second uncle and Hong Tian.