God level cultivator cemetery

"Who do you think will win?" Wei Ziheng sat beside Zhao Yuan'er, leaning on the back steps with his legs open, and asked casually.

This Hongtian, Zhao Yuaner knew, was one of the masters of the Hongyun Martial Arts Academy and a member of the Hong family. He was relatively low-key and devoted himself to martial arts. He was almost forty and still not married.

In the Hongyun Martial Arts Academy, he can be regarded as the top one in the ranking, but he is really a little unclear about the second uncle.

"It's evenly matched. I only hope that the second uncle will win, so that our pressure will be much less." Zhao Yuan'er was already a little nervous, and she stared at Hong Tian on the field without blinking her eyes.

Wei Ziheng was amused, and patted Zhao Yuaner's nervously clasped hands and said, "Don't be nervous, it's okay even if you lose, and I will definitely let you guys keep this place in the end."

Wei Ziheng came up with this method casually, even after the Zhao family lost, he would ask Chen Minzhi to help him. Now that he has such a good backer, he has nothing to fear.

It is estimated that only Wei Ziheng was so relaxed in this game, Zhao Yuan'er ignored him, and still focused on watching the game.

Hong Tian and Second Uncle had already stood on the field. They were about the same age and shape, and all conditions were considered evenly matched. They saluted each other and said hello, and put on a posture.

Only now Wei Ziheng sat up, looking at Hongtian's moves, he has never been in contact with Hongyun Martial Arts, and if he wants to be sure of the battle in a while, he has to watch the first two demonstrations.

In the beginning, the two of them were just probing. The exchange of punches and kicks was not very aggressive, but many flaws could be seen.

Wei Ziheng took a deep breath, this Hong family is also a bit complicated, just looking at the skills of the moves, it doesn't seem like simple kung fu, maybe it has some inheritance.

Moreover, Hongtian's kung fu has already been practiced to a certain level, he has no self and no other, nothing can affect his state of mind, and he is all focused on martial arts.

In this regard, the second uncle is much worse, because he has distracting thoughts and only wants to win, so he is a little impatient.

"It doesn't look good." Wei Ziheng muttered, but Zhao Yuan'er heard it.

"What are you talking about? Can my second uncle beat Hongtian?"

"It is very possible that his state of mind is not as good as that of Hongtian."

Wei Ziheng said realistically that although he has not experienced a long time of cultivation, his state of mind seems to have been inherited together with his skills. Before that, he was a little impetuous, prone to rage, and easily cynical.

But now his mood is much calmer, not just because he has so much now, but because of the improvement of his mood.

Hong Tian and Second Uncle slowly stopped probing, and began to find the opening to attack.

The second uncle's flaws have been exposed, his chassis is not stable enough, a series of attacks will definitely interrupt his rhythm.

Hong Tian saw the opportunity and used a set of combined punches, but was blocked by the second uncle, and then attacked the second uncle's lower body, and the successive kicks made the second uncle back again and again, trying to find a place to slow down .

But Hong Tian didn't give this opportunity at all, which made him more anxious, and he missed several times. Seeing that he had been pushed to the side, he would naturally lose if he got out of this circle.

The second uncle rolled over from Hongtian's head in a hurry, but was grabbed by Hongtian and controlled by others.

"Second uncle, be careful." Zhao Yuan'er exclaimed.

But Hongtian was not affected at all, and attacked according to his thoughts, and threw the second uncle to the ground in a daze, and the Zhao family was startled with a bang.

If it weren't for the special treatment of the ground, Second Uncle would have been unable to stand up at this time.

"Don't go there, he still has the possibility of making a comeback." Mr. Zhao said, blocking the person who wanted to save the second uncle.

Hong Cheng said sarcastically, "If you feel like you're going to lose, you can save someone now. If you lose an arm or a leg later, we won't pay for the medical expenses."

"Then don't bother you, it's not certain whether you will win or lose."

After Wei Ziheng finished speaking, he saw his second uncle standing up again, saying that Hongtian was still a martial arts practitioner, so he didn't make trouble, and waited for his second uncle to stand up before starting to attack again.

It may be because the second uncle was stimulated, this punch was so fierce and accurate, Hong Tian took two steps back after receiving it, secretly startled.

But this is also short-lived. After all, it was exhausted and his body was shaken. He couldn't hold it anymore.

It was a bit difficult for the moves, Hong Tian ended the competition between the two with a hook, the second uncle lay on the ground again, and the two uncles went over to help him up.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Hongtian, I will kill you." The second uncle's son, Zhao Qi, saw his father injured like this, and ran towards Hongtian excitedly.

But Hong Tian wrapped Zhao Qi's fist with one palm, shook his head and said: "You are far behind."

Mr. Zhao shouted loudly: "Zhao Qi, come back."

Zhao Qi's face was ferocious, and he was still a little unwilling, but he knew in his heart that he was not Hongtian's opponent, so he took two steps back slowly, turned around and walked back, helped his father up, and let Uncle Wang show him.

"It seems that we must win." Wei Ziheng still looked calm, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Yuan'er, as if he didn't need to appear in the end.

"I'm going to win, I hope you don't lose."

Zhao Yuan'er took a deep look at Wei Ziheng, stood up, and prepared to warm up, which could also relieve her nervousness.

"Don't worry, as long as you win, I will definitely win."

Mr. Zhao called Zhao Yuan'er over and said, "Be careful not to get hurt, winning or losing is not as important as your body, you know?"

He looked at his youngest granddaughter, who was also his most beloved granddaughter, even if he asked him to give up this old house, his granddaughter would not be hurt.

"I know Grandpa, and I will definitely win."

Zhao Yuan'er seemed very confident, but her slightly trembling hands betrayed her. When passing by Wei Ziheng, Wei Ziheng held her hand again and said, "Don't worry, protect yourself."

Zhao Yuan'er nodded and jumped directly onto the court. Wei Ziheng shook his head at this stubborn girl, she seemed strong but actually weak.

The one who competed with Zhao Yuan'er was Hong Yueyang, who looked less than [-] years old, tall and burly, more than a head taller than Zhao Yuan'er.

Just after seeing the comparison between the two people, the people of Hongyun Martial Arts laughed.

"How can this be compared? Hong Yueyang probably took her down with a single slap."

"If you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you should put it on the ground gently."

No matter where it is, there will always be prejudice against women, and Zhao Yuan'er can be regarded as a beautiful woman, especially in the martial arts competition now.

Wei Ziheng frowned and looked at Zhao Yuan'er. She didn't speak, but stared closely at Hong Yueyang, obviously not in a good mood.

But in order to overcome this match, she suppressed the displeasure in her heart and said, "Please."

Hong Yueyang scratched his head, with a rather simple and honest look, he was not used to fighting with a woman, but he had never tried it before.

His action made the people in Hongyun Martial Arts burst into laughter again, and the atmosphere looked good.

But the face of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall was ashen, and they wanted Zhao Yuan'er to slap them in the face to see if they still smiled.

Zhao Yuan'er thought the same way, she attacked fiercely after the start, Hong Yueyang had already received a kick in the abdomen before she could react, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Yuan'er, she couldn't believe that she had such attack power .

Wei Ziheng thought to himself, it's a beautiful job.

Zhao Yuan'er was not affected by the side, no matter what the people at the Hongyun martial arts school said, she only had eyes for Hong Yueyang, watching his movements, and then attacked.

In all fairness, Zhao Yuan'er's kung fu is good, and she is very flexible. She also has a good understanding of the Zhao family's kung fu, so she can quickly respond to countermoves.

Hong Yueyang suffered a loss, and started to look serious, using his thick arms to grab Zhao Yuan'er.

Zhao Yuan'er didn't confront him head-on, but avoided it first, and kept pestering him, like harassment, and was punched inadvertently. Although it was not serious, it could make Hong Yueyang very irritable.

The difference from the previous game was that Zhao Yuan'er was much smarter and more flexible than Hong Yueyang, and she also knew how to use her strengths.

Wei Ziheng just sat up and fell down again, leaning on the steps and watching the competition below leisurely.