Commander Li frowned, the Black Mountain Ghost was indeed insidious.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Wen and the others were put in an awkward position.
If they go down now, they seem to be afraid of the Black Mountain Camp and the Black Front.
But if you don't go down, it seems a little disrespectful to all forces.
"what to do?"
He communicated with Qian Sanduo with his eyes.
Qian Sanduo had no good idea for a while and could only look at the Zheng family in the audience.
I hope they can smooth things over, give them a step down, and then they can go down the road.
After all, it's not good to offend so many people.
But the Zheng family seemed to want to establish their prestige, or perhaps they were dissatisfied with the lack of participation in the Flame Camp.
He actually didn't speak.
The air was stagnant, and the two sides reached a stalemate.
Suddenly, a clear voice spoke: "Hei Si! If you want us to go down, it's very simple. Just stand there and take my move. If you can take it, I will go down and apologize to you!"
The one who spoke was naturally Tang Wen.
Qian Sanduo and Commander Li looked at each other and took stock.
Tang Wen's words changed from passive to active.
Hei Feng is participating in the competition. If he doesn't dare to take it, he will be cowardly.
If he dares to catch it, haha, can he catch it?
"Hahahaha!" Hei Feng laughed loudly, then suddenly stopped his laughter and said coldly: "Young man from the flame camp! So what if you have ten moves!"
"Okay!" Tang Wen grabbed the chopsticks and basket on the table and said calmly: "Everyone, please stay away from him. This move of mine is a combo, be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Wen grabbed three chopsticks like lightning.
Observe the idea and explode!
Tsk tsk tsk!
The chopsticks turned into afterimages with a terrifying sound of breaking the wind.
The hard jujube wood chopsticks rubbed violently with the air, and instantly arrived in front of Hei Feng, forming a threatening rocket.
Everyone present changed their expressions.
Obviously, the power of this move frightened them!
Tang Wen, however, acted with ease and continued to explode.
"Open it for me!"
With a loud shout, the rocket collided with the fists.
Explosions of fire filled the sky.
The Zaomu chopsticks were flying. Hei Feng's face was solemn. He faced the rocket, exploded quickly, and launched the Dark Night God Fist.
“Dark Night Divine Fist—Fight in all directions at night!”
Commander Qian used his body to shield himself and added a pair of chopsticks to the chopstick tube in Tang Wen's hand.
This is a restaurant and there are a lot of chopsticks.
Seeing that his opponent was difficult to deal with, Tang Wen simply stood up and kept firing three or five sticks in his hand, hitting the opponent's head or face or his lower limbs!
Everyone began to marvel.
In the eyes of ordinary people, disciples, and warriors, the two men fought beautifully and could be called wonderful.
The martial arts masters present all had serious expressions on their faces.
Look at Tang Wen and Hei Feng.
I secretly wondered if I could handle this if I were on either side.
The more they thought about it, the more solemn their expressions became.
The residents of Wujiacheng who were present were also surprised: What a clever hidden weapon explosion technique, and the person who made the move seemed to be very young!
In an instant, Tang Wen exploded ten times in a row!
There were chopsticks in front of him, and he was holding them in his hands.
The sound of hissing through the air was endless.
After thirteen consecutive explosions, he suddenly touched his lower back with his right hand, buzz!
A shot of pebbles struck down like a cannonball.
"boom!"
Hei Feng had no time to dodge, and struck hard with his fist. His steady figure staggered, and the second stone came again.
"You're fucking cheating!"
After shouting, he dodged the flying rocks in a flash.
boom!
A big hole was made in the masonry floor!
"Fire Camp, you guys can't afford it? Is this a move?" Although Hei Feng was angry, he was more afraid.
Even though he was filled with rage, he didn't dare to rush to the restaurant.
He had no doubt that as long as he dared to rush forward, the three people inside would dare to kill him!
The man named Qian in the Flame Camp is not easy to mess with. Where did such an insidious kid appear again?
The corner of Tang Wen's mouth raised: "My move is called Mu Li Zang Shi, do you have any objections?"
Hidden stone in wood?
Commanders Qian and Li almost laughed out loud.
On the high platform, Zheng Nanzhu looked at him with beautiful eyes.
Mysterious, chic and powerful, with a casual tone and a sense of cynicism.
"Okay! Our friends from the Black Mountain Camp and the Flame Camp have given us a wonderful competition! Now, the competition to recruit a bride is about to begin!"
The Zheng family spoke.
Tang Wen put down the pebbles he had not thrown.
Hei Feng also looked at Tang Wen, snorted coldly, patted the dust on his body, and stood back to where he was.
The other three martial arts masters were secretly worried that Tang Wen would also participate in the martial arts competition to find a bride, right?
If he participates, it is best to let him and Heifeng face off, and both of them will be injured first!
"Let's go down and watch!"
Tang Wen and the other three went downstairs and came to the crowd.
Everyone's eyes were a little strange, because the three of them came directly into the crowd, completely looking like spectators.
"You won't participate in the competition?"
A member of the five major families in the surrounding area asked everyone's doubts.
yes!
You are so powerful, why don’t you participate in the competition?
Many people looked at Tang Wen, waiting for his answer.
Some people secretly thought: This guy has a black scarf covering his face. Is it because he is too ugly and dare not see others?
Tang Wen casually replied: "I won't participate."
"Why?"
"Why so many?"
"Uh!" The man choked on his words: That's the eldest daughter of our family, the most beautiful woman in Wujia City. You don't want to marry her?
The head of the Zheng family glanced at Tang Wen and saw that the other party had no intention of coming forward and did not say hello.
He announced that the contest for marriage had officially begun.
More than twenty warriors came on stage first, and the warriors' fighting was lackluster.
The world is full of crises, and these people are not familiar with each other, and every move they make is a killer move.
A hard bridge and a hard horse, nothing interesting to watch.
After the round, there are twelve people left.
The next round will start in an hour, and the winners will go down to rest.
Next, there was a fight between the four martial artists.
"Everyone retreat, and retreat again."
For martial arts competitions, there must be a large enough venue.
The onlookers, including Tang Wen, backed away dozens of meters.
The first game begins:
The seventh master of the Six Mountains and Eighteen Villages, Mr. Iron Fan, faced off against the direct descendant of Wujia City, the young master of the Lin family - Lin Wanqing.
Mr. Iron Fan makes an iron fan more than half a meter long.
Lin Wanqing used a knife.
Standing on the ring, the two men collided with each other.
clang!
Explode at the same time, take action at the same time.
There is no winner in a collision.
Lin Wanqing didn't want to explode immediately.
Mr. Iron Fan chooses to hide, wander, and look for opportunities!
The two of them were fighting all over the place, with weapons bombarding them and strong winds howling.
Several collisions broke out.
They figured out each other's strengths.
Lin Wanqing began to dodge all over the place, waiting for an opportunity.
And Mr. Iron Fan became the one who took the initiative.
"Master Lin! Master Lin, hold on!"
"Master Lin, defeat him!"
Those who couldn't calm down began to cheer Lin Wanqing up.
Commander Li stood beside Tang Wen and whispered: "I just heard that this Young Master Lin likes to drink flower wine. Although his talent is good, his strength is only that of a second-class martial artist."
At the end, he did not forget to add: "Brother Tang, if you take action, you really have a chance."
Tang Wen looked at him, he waved his hand and smiled: "No more, no more."
Dang, Dang, Dang!
After several fierce confrontations, the strong and weak players on the field were divided.
Mr. Iron Fan chased and beat Mr. Lin.
Lin Shao was struggling to maintain his position.
After a few more moves, Mr. Iron Fan seized the opportunity and exploded continuously, sweeping the iron fan across Shao Lin's shoulders.
Lin Wan dumped and flew out.
"Master!"
"Master Lin!"
Someone stepped forward to catch it.
Mr. Iron Fan cupped his hands and said, "I accept."
"In the first game, Mr. Iron Fan wins!"
"The second game, Wang Jintong versus Hei Feng, get ready."
Hei Feng smiled coldly and walked to the field.
Wang Jintong, a thin man with an expressionless face, came across from him.
"Young Master Wang is stronger! He will definitely win."
"Yes, we will definitely win."
"Young Master Wang will win!"
People in Wujia City were even louder.
Tang Wen and the other three looked at each other, but they felt guilty.
Can this Young Master Wang really beat Heifeng?
Maybe the daughter of the Zheng family is going to marry an outsider?
Now, there’s something good to watch!
(End of chapter)
