Going down the mountain to withdraw from the marriage, but was taken by the female president to get

Unexpectedly, Mr. Song approved it so quickly, which also made Song Yaoxian a little worried.

"Father, it seems inappropriate to compete in public at your birthday banquet."

But the old man waved his hand and smiled slightly: "It's okay."

At this time Song Ziqing also stood up and said with a smile, "Grandpa, since that's the case, then I agree."

"Young master Kun is so interested, we will order as many as we can to cheer for grandpa."

Shen Liangkun showed a proud expression and said with a smile, "Please."

Everyone in the audience applauded and talked a lot.

Everyone knew that Song Ziqing and Shen Liangkun had always been at odds.

Maybe Shen Liangkun specially arranged for today's competition.

Besides, Song Ziqing is the boss after all, if he really wants to beat Shen Liangkun into something, or if he wins too well, it will not give the Shen family face.

At this time, the Patriarch of the Shen family did not express any opinion, perhaps he had acquiesced to Shen Liangkun's idea long ago.

The two walked to the high stage, they originally set up a stage to sing for the old man, but now the actors stepped down one after another to make room for the two young masters.

Shen Liangkun posed and smiled faintly: "Young Master Song, please..."

Song Ziqing also sneered: "There is no need to be so hypocritical, since you are here to make an appointment, then come on, I want to see what you are capable of!"

Say it, Song Ziqing waved his palm over.

Shen Liangkun's face turned cold, and he also went up to the challenge.

Everyone in the audience was whispering and discussing.

Everyone is guessing who will win this competition.

Li Wendong's location is too far away from the high platform, so he can only get a rough idea.

He Zhujun and the others stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to look, for fear of missing any details.

Li Wendong sat on the side, his eyes fell on the high platform. With the blessing of spiritual power, his six senses were proficient and he could see very clearly.

"Oh, Shen Liangkun has two talents. Didn't he say before that he doesn't know martial arts?"

He Zhujun said while watching.

"That's right, the second young master of the Shen family hid it really deep enough."

"Also, didn't Song Ziqing study at the Martial Arts Academy? Why do you think you can't beat Shen Liangkun?"

Everyone said something to each other, but Li Wendong just smiled lightly.

On the high platform, Shen Liangkun was indeed on the fierce offensive side.

Song Ziqing was on the defensive, and was forced to retreat again and again.

But Song Ziqing's rhythm was very good, there was no panic at all.

On the contrary, Shen Liangkun, the attacker, was a little out of breath and unable to do what he wanted.

"boom!"

After the two palmed each other, Shen Liangkun felt a little weak and took a step back.

Song Ziqing sneered, and said contemptuously, "Hehe, what's the matter? Young Master Kun's fist seems to be getting weaker..."

This ridicule directly made Shen Liangkun furious.

He raised his fists, roared, and rushed over again.

But at this moment, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Shen Liangkun was no longer Song Ziqing's opponent.

After ten rounds, the situation has changed.

Song Ziqing completely grasped the initiative, and put a lot of pressure on Shen Liangkun with every move.

"boom!"

"what!"

Shen Liangkun made a careless move and was slapped by Song Ziqing. He was hit in the back and rushed forward.

Fortunately, Shen Liangkun grabbed the railing in the end, so he didn't fall.

Otherwise it would be a real fool.

However, everyone in the audience was already talking about it.

"Sure enough, Shen Liangkun is asking for trouble, what are you fighting with Song Ziqing?"

"Yeah, he wanted to pinch a soft persimmon, but he didn't expect that he was a soft persimmon."

"The second young master of the Shen family still doesn't have the cowhide of the seventh young master of the Song family!"

"It's a competition, but isn't it a contest between the younger generations of the Song family and the Shen family? It's just a little bit obscure."

"Yes, Shen Liangkun and Song Ziqing are both leaders of their respective families, and they are often compared together."

At this time Song Ziqing had the upper hand, and it seemed that he could win at any time.

The faces of the people in the Shen family were very ugly.

Song Yaoxian, the Patriarch of the Song family, also smiled: "Ziqing, let's go to the end of the agreement, you have to be measured."

Although this is the case, there is no shortage of self-satisfaction on the surface.

Song Ziqing also smiled complacently: "Don't worry, father."

Then he looked at Shen Liangkun even more contemptuously: "Young Master Kun, how are you?"

"Are you satisfied with this competition?"

Shen Liangkun gritted his teeth, stared at Song Ziqing, and said angrily, "I haven't lost yet!"

So he rushed up again.

Song Ziqing said contemptuously, "Very good!"

He charged up with a palm, planning to make a break.

But at this moment, behind the curtain of the high platform, which was originally the preparation area for opera singers, suddenly a figure flickered...

"kindness?"

Li Wendong frowned slightly.

The figure shot directly, and a fierce aura attacked Song Ziqing.

"ah!"

Song Ziqing was hit without warning.

He himself felt incredible, looked behind the high platform, and was about to question angrily, but Shen Liangkun's attack had already come.

It seems that it was negotiated in advance, just rush over!

One punch, one punch, another punch.

Shen Liangkun didn't know where the strength came from, and he seemed to take advantage of this opportunity to beat Song Ziqing to death!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Shen Liangkun was roaring.

Song Ziqing received several punches in a row, the situation took a turn for the worse, and he was knocked back a long way.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other, also a little confused.

How is this going?

Wasn't Song Ziqing's advantage just now?Why was Song Ziqing suddenly beaten so hard that he couldn't fight back?

Shen Liangkun's fist was still being thrown out crazily, it was simply a Shadowless Fist!

People from the Shen family showed a smile, while the Song family frowned slightly.

Not good!

Song Yaoxian frowned slightly, and a look attracted his subordinates, asking him to check behind the high platform.

But the attack on the high platform has reached a fever pitch.

Shen Liangkun's decisive blow came, and Song Ziqing obviously couldn't resist it.

But Song Ziqing was also full of blood, he gritted his teeth, and hit his left arm with a backhand palm.

The spiritual power passed over with a bang, hitting Shen Liangkun's heart just right.

Shen Liangkun was completely overwhelmed by the two losing-lose styles of play.

Song Ziqing was overjoyed that his chance had come.

But just when he thought he could win, another breath locked on him.

This time...

It's a hidden weapon!

Song Ziqing didn't feel it at all.

Some of the Song Jiakeqing masters felt this danger, but the distance was too far to provide support for a while.

Oops! !

Seventh Young Master is dangerous!

At this critical moment, Song Ziqing suddenly felt a flash of lightning.

"bass!"

It was as if he had pushed away the shadows around him.

The sense of danger disappeared, and Song Ziqing took this opportunity to slap Shen Liangkun on the chest.

"boom!"

"what!!"

Shen Liangkun yelled and immediately fell from the high platform.

And Song Ziqing was also pale, half kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

Li Wendong in the distance moved his fingers, expressionlessly dissipating the lingering spiritual power...