One Hundred Ways to Kill Slag Gong [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing the match list, Zhang Qian frowned, "Zhang Rong?"

"Which Zhang Rong? It can't be—" Zhang Jianian paused, "Go and send a message to the Qin family to ask if it's your brother."

"Brother? He deserves it!" Zhang Qian never let go of his brows. "It can't be this kid. I personally watched him drink the medicine back then. It's impossible for his talent to awaken, or is there something wrong with the medicine?"

Zhang Jianian's expression was a bit tangled, and he hesitated: "Impossible? You should check it out first. Even if it is really Zhang Rong, he is 22, and he will not pass you when he is older to practice martial arts." His life is, after all, the blood of the Zhang family."

"Dad! He doesn't lose our family's face when he's the Qin family's little lover. If it's really him, I'll beat him to death when he plays, so as not to discredit the family." Zhang Qian's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty. He is the only authentic young master, so what if that person's mother is the authentic Zhang family?In the end, her son was still being held in the palm of his hand to play with.

"Xiaoqian, don't go too far. Two years ago, you tied him up and sent him back to the Qin family. I turned a blind eye. I just didn't want you to feel sad. Haven't I done a lot these years? Your mother's Die, you have paid the price, what else do you want?" Zhang Jianian's attitude was a little cold, seeing the eldest son's unwillingness, he sighed slightly, and his tone became gentle, "What can he compare to you? Everything in the Zhang family belongs to you, our family does not lack a bite of food, if you save his life, I can explain it to you when your grandfather comes back."

"Grandpa?" Zhang Qian was taken aback. He had never seen his grandfather since he was born. "Grandpa has been traveling abroad for more than 20 years and has never heard from him. Dad, do you have any news about grandpa?"

"Last night, I received a message from your grandfather saying that it is possible to come back to watch this ancient martial arts final." Zhang Jianian mentioned that his father was also deeply involved, and he knew what he had done in the past 20 years.

Zhang Qian is also beating drums in his heart. His grandfather, who has never been masked, is a conservative traditionalist. His strength has reached S level 20 years ago, let alone now. I heard that he is still good friends with Zhang Rong's cheap grandfather. ...

The Zhang family is said to be an aristocratic family, but in fact, Zhang Jianian's generation has already declined. If it weren't for the name of Grandpa Zhang, it might not be worthy of the name of the ancient martial arts family.

In the entire Huayuan Kingdom, there are no more than ten S-level strengths, and SS-level strength is even more of a myth.A family with an S-level ancient warrior can preserve the family's glory.This is the case with the Zhang family. Zhang Jianian is still at the peak of B-level cultivation, and has not passed A-level yet. Zhang Qian and his father are also B-level.With such strength, it is Grandpa Zhang who dares to be called an ancient martial arts family.

In two days, when Zhang Qian found out that his opponent was really Zhang Rong, he smiled coldly in his heart. If Grandpa really wanted to come back, he would kill Zhang Rong first. At that time, it would be enough to say that he had missed. Anyway, Zhang Rong died, and he was the only son and grandson of the Zhang family. He didn't believe that his father and grandfather would really beat him to death to avenge that bitch Zhang Rong.

The competition venue is held at Xiaoyao Guwu University. The three major cities have the most iconic Guwu University, which covers a vast area and is rich in resources.Xiaoyao Guwu University is located at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, backed by the majestic Nanshan Mountain, with streams running slowly across the campus all year round, covering an area of ​​thousands of acres, and the natural scenery is particularly good, which can be regarded as a tourist attraction in Xiaoyao City.

The match was held in the school's playground, and a ticket for the stands had already been fired up to three hundred. Warriors in the bottleneck period will also come to watch. It would be good if every move on stage can stimulate inspiration and epiphany.

Surrounded by huge electronic screens in mid-air, a temporary arena was built in the middle. There are five judges, all of whom are top experts, two of whom are already 90 years old, with gray hair but vigorous spirits. The demeanor of a foreign master.

This is a world where all the people advocate force. The ancient martial arts competition compares with the modern Olympic Games, which attracts the attention of the whole country and is broadcast in real time.

The host was on stage, and Zhang Rong ran into his former classmate in the backstage rest shed.

"Aha! Li, come here, it's funny, I'm dying of laughter, isn't this Zhang Rong from our school's music department?" How much money was stuffed to send you here? Are you going up to seek death?"

Zhang Rong had this classmate in his memory, he was the henchman of the young master of the Li family from the ancient martial arts family in Xiaoyao City.

Li Li looked contemptuously at Zhang Rong who was sitting silently in the seat, "Trash, don't call your mother when you vomit blood after being beaten, oh, I forgot, this guy has no mother, ahhahahahaha..."

Zhang Rong looked up at the laughing Li Li and Dogleg for a minute, and the smiles in Zhang Rong's eyes faded away.

"Funny?" Zhang Rong raised her eyebrows, "You, are you the finalist?"

Li Li looked Zhang Rong up and down, and found that this weak chicken was a bit different, "He's in, why do you want to post a life-and-death battle card?"

"See you in the finals." Zhang Rong didn't deny it. His image of a loser has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Now it's a waste of time to talk to these two tough guys. It's better to show his strength later.

The dog-legged man snorted, "Just relying on you as a weakling? If you talk too much, be careful and die—"

Li Li glanced at Zhang Rong, and scolded the dog-legged man, "Shut up, let's go." Zhang Rong is really a bit different, he actually exudes the pressure of a warrior.

Such a small episode passed quickly, and Zhang Rong didn't remember it in his heart. There was already a pair of contestants competing on the stage. The semi-finals of the competition stipulated that the use of hidden weapons was not allowed, etc. Zhang Rong sat cross-legged and meditated.

【Host, do you want some necessities before the battle?Now you only need to rent points, not dream coins! 】The system indicated that there was a stupid host who hadn’t earned dream coins yet, so he had to sell cute to earn points.

Zhang Rong curled her lips, there must be something wrong with the system that has always cheated her so cute today.

【what?Speak out and listen? 】

[Golden Bell Shield, protect you from injury, only need [-] points for an hour!There is also a physical supplement, which is guaranteed to make you seven times a night, and only needs [-] points! ] In order to allow the host to spend points, the system has done its best to announce the task in advance, [The point task, as long as you advance to the semi-finals, you can get [-] points, dear, why are you still hesitating? 】

Zhang Rong got goosebumps all over his body when he was flattered and cute by the system, heh heh, now you know he is the master? !

[This is the correct way to open the system, so please don't cheat me with a good attitude in the future. 】Although it is disgusting, Zhang Rong enjoys it very much, 【You can do it yourself, I have seen this golden bell mask on TV, it is a kind of martial arts, you won't give me the secret book, will you?Now the quick success is a bit rushed——]

The system suddenly deducted the points, and the face changed again, [Hehe, you are beautiful.This is just a kind of invisible clothes, which can prevent basic swords and fists, but if the opponent's inner strength is deep, it can only resist [-]% of pain and injury. 】

Zhang Rong: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ this bad guy, he knew that this guy couldn't be so cute.

The system and the host spend every day in dislike of each other.

The first team on the stage has finished the competition, and the host is introducing the name of the next team, "The name of this team looks like brothers, Zhang Qian is from the Zhang family in the ancient martial arts world of Xiaoyao City, and the other player Zhang Rong, what a coincidence, Too……"

Zhang Rong didn't bother to argue with the system, so he clicked on the golden bell cover in the backpack, and the icon of the golden bell cover in the system backpack dimmed, showing that it was equipped, but Zhang Rong didn't feel it at all, and secretly suspected Is it the little bastard of the system who is cheating himself?

"... Zhang Qian and Zhang Rong are welcome to enter the venue now!"

Zhang Rong has no time to care about whether the system is cheating him. When he walked out of the lobby, cheers rang out from somewhere on the stage, all calling Zhang Qian's name. !

On the stage, Zhang Qian was dressed in white tights, and he was not surprised to see Zhang Rong with a faint smile.

Zhang Rong glanced at Zhang Qian's lower body, and clicked his tongue twice, "If you're not too big, don't show off wearing tights."

"You—!" Zhang Qian glared, and quickly returned to his gentlemanly appearance. He just bit and pressed, and said slowly and coldly, "I want the whole world to see you kneel down and beg me like a dog."

The video of the conversation between the two cannot be broadcast, but looking at the appearance of the two in the video, one is polite and personable, the other is handsome and sunny. good luck.

"Did you say the opposite?!" Zhang Rong showed her white teeth and said with a smile, "I prefer to see you begging me on your knees."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Qian took the lead.With the gossip on his feet, he hit Zhang Rong's chest with the wind of his palm. Zhang Rong quickly turned sideways, dodged, and sent out a backhand palm, hitting Zhang Qian on the shoulder, "It's not good to be angry from embarrassment!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Qian's eyes. This kid was able to dodge his Baguazhang, but it was only a three-point force just now, and he wouldn't have much internal energy in just two months.

Combining the Ziyang magic skill with Zhou Nanfeng's seven-step punch, Zhang Rong actually made another set of fists and palms, with the strength of the fist in the palm, and the tenacity of the palm in the fist, coupled with the continuous internal force of the Ziyang magic, the effect is astonishing.

The two people on the stage were equal to each other, but Zhang Jianian frowned and muttered to himself in the seat below the stage, this kid can actually know martial arts, in just two or three months...

There was a smile on the corner of Yuan Hui's mouth, and there was pride in his eyes, "Sure enough, Xiaorong belongs to our original family, good job."

Leslie glanced lazily, "This kid is talented."

"Xiao Rong is like an uncle, and his ability can't be wrong." Zhou Nanfeng flattered him calmly, "Zhang Qian is getting impatient, and he will become unstable when he is impatient. Failure is certain."

On the stage, sweat dripped from Zhang Qian's forehead. How could Zhang Rong have such deep internal strength? !A punch came over, Zhang Qian dazed, dodged half a beat, the fist hit the corner of his lips, and a rusty smell spread in his mouth...

The more Zhang Rong fought, the more it boiled, as if a wave of gas in his body was ignited, and his strength was in his grasp. This feeling is really good.He took two light steps backwards, jumped up in the air, flipped somersault, and hit Zhang Qian's back with his palm. Zhang Qian staggered two steps, fell to the ground, and quickly turned up one by one, ready to meet Zhang Rong's incoming attack. The fist, the center of gravity was unstable, and he took three steps back, almost falling off the platform.

Compared with Zhang Rong's energy and calmness, Zhang Qian is not enough. His meticulous hair is now messy, his face is painted, and the corners of his lips are broken. Being drenched in sweat was also a little unsightly.

"Who is kneeling whom now?" Zhang Rong sneered, without hesitation, he took off in the air, and threw his palm directly at Zhang Qian who was on the edge.

A trace of resentment flashed in Zhang Qian's eyes, his right hand was hidden behind his waist, a cold light flashed across his fingertips, he raised his hand and shot at Zhang Rong.Zhang Rong only felt a pain in his left shoulder. He flipped twice in the air and landed on the ground. Before he could see what his shoulder was, Zhang Qian rushed over.

This bitch dared to play tricks.

Zhang Rong cursed bitterly in his heart, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his moves were full of murderous intent, this is no longer the end of the martial arts competition, but the life of Zhang Qian, a bitch!