As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhifan kicked Fan Yao in the air and hit him on the forehead.
Although the latter responded, it was half a beat too slow.
This slowness of his was a bit passive.
Looking at him again, he seemed to be intending to take this move head-on.
At this moment, someone in the audience suddenly heard shouting: "Fan Yao, don't hesitate, jump off the ring quickly, this is Master Qi's special instruction!"
Fan Yao was slightly startled when he heard this, and then decisively made a diving movement and flew towards the ring.
However, his speed was significantly slower than that of Wang Zhifan who came first.
As soon as he took off with his front foot, his opponent's volley kick followed.
boom!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound!
The sturdy Fan Yao flew out of the ring like a sack, and then hit the ground heavily and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, he was struck by the force of the attack and was not hit hard. It was precisely because of this that he was not fatally injured.
Even so, he couldn't recover for a long time.
Seeing that Fan Yao's life was safe, Qi Yu felt relieved. After calming down, he looked at the person who had just shouted.
But he saw that he was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with handsome features and bright eyes. He raised his hands and stamped his feet, and there was a faint sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.
Who is this person?
Seeing Mr. Qi's confused expression, Yu Hai quickly made relevant reminders, "According to what I just inquired about, this person is Qi Qingyun, who is respectfully called Second Senior Brother."
It's him?
Upon hearing this, Qi Yu turned his gaze away again and looked at it seriously several times.
This person is the deceased relative of the martyr, and must be cared for with great care, and must not be ignored.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw two more people eager to fight, intending to point their swords at the king's vassal.
However, they were all suppressed by Qi Qingyun.
"Don't be reckless. You are no match for him. In the next battle, I will fight him personally!"
"Second Senior Brother, let us come up?"
"No! You all stand down!"
"Uh, yes..."
Qi Yu was worried about Qi Qingyun's safety and did not want to continue the arena match. He was about to force a stop when he suddenly felt that Yu Hai next to him pulled his sleeve.
What's the matter?
But Master Yu smiled and asked, "Master Qi, are you attracted to this boy and want to promote him in the future?"
Seeing that he was being guessed, Qi Yu had no choice but to reply calmly: "This is a loyal person, so he must be reused. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that useful talents are buried?"
"Your Majesty, what you said is indeed reasonable!" Yu Hai nodded first, and then said: "Since you want to promote him, you must first find out what his abilities are. Only by knowing the basics can you measure his talents. And make good use of it. Otherwise, there will be appointments and omissions where the talent is not suitable or the person is not worthy of the talent."
Although Qi Yu has some selfish motives, he also fully agrees with this statement.
Only by knowing people can we make good use of them.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Seeing Sir Qi's approval, Yu Hai continued: "Why don't you take this opportunity to examine this boy's true abilities, so that you can have an idea of what he is capable of and can use it as a reference when making appointments in the future?"
"this……"
Regarding this matter, Qi Yu seemed a little hesitant, "What if he was deliberately injured by this Wang Zhifan, wouldn't it be too late to regret it?"
Yu Hai said, "I think this guy has a cautious character and knows how to advance and retreat. He is by no means a reckless person. You can rest assured in his actions!"
Indeed!
It is not difficult to see from his behavior of stopping Fan Yao just now that this young man's mind is very clear and he is not encouraging randomly.
Since the psychological quality has passed the test, let's take a look at it.
So, Qi Yu put aside his worries and settled down again.
While talking at this moment, Qi Qingyun had already signed a life and death contract with Wang Zhifan.
After that, the two men walked onto the ring and looked face to face.
Wang Zhifan seemed to be intending to show off his force. As soon as he stood still, he stomped his feet to demonstrate.
However, he saw that a footprint-shaped hole immediately appeared on the thick wooden board under his feet.
Qi Qingyun was not to be outdone, and followed up with a move called Mabu Wanjun Fall. However, his strength was slightly weaker. Although the thick wooden board cracked, it did not penetrate.
Hey! What a handsome kung fu!
Unexpectedly, there is such a person in this remote Qiongzhou!
After Wang Zhifan was surprised, he looked at him and said, "Boy, where do you study from?"
Qi Qingyun replied calmly: "I'm just lucky. I was taught by a master of martial arts for a few days, but I can't be considered his disciple, so it's impossible to talk about this master."
Haha~~
It turns out he was born in a wild way!
Wang Zhifan scoffed and said with a smile: "I remember your name is Qi Qingyun, right?"
"Yes, it's Bucai!"
"As far as Qiongzhou is concerned, there are very few people with the surname Qi, and there are almost no prominent families. Is there any blood relationship between you and Qi Yu?"
"How presumptuous! Are you allowed to call my master by his name?"
"What did you say? Did you call him... master?"
Wang Zhifan thought about it for a while, and then suddenly said: "Oh, after working on it for a long time, it turns out that you are a lowly domestic slave!"
Qi Qingyun said disapprovingly: "Even a domestic slave is better than a dirty person like you!"
"You... are so arrogant!"
"Hmph! When it comes to arrogance, I'm afraid it's not as safe as yours!"
This fierce bickering directly ignited the smell of gunpowder in the scene.
Not only the two people in the ring, but also the audience in the audience were stung and filled with anger.
In an instant, the saliva was flying in all directions.
I heard an old man angrily rebuke Wang Zhifan: "Master Qi, our civil affairs can be at ease, and our martial arts can quell foreign aggression. Our civil and military skills are comparable to those of Zhuge Liang in ancient times. Even a pig like you is worthy of mentioning his name." ?”
Immediately afterwards, a young Confucian scholar spoke sarcastically: "The Master said: When you see a virtuous person, you should think about it, but when you see an unworthy person, you should introspect yourself! Your arrival has simply tarnished the gentleness and morality of our Qiongzhou. After I return home, I must do it every day." Wash your body three times, otherwise, the stench infecting you will be difficult to eliminate!"
Another child followed and shouted, "If our Miss Qi hadn't returned from her trip, she would have beaten you into a fool! I bet her slap would have made you fly like a kite!" "
I have to say that Wang Zhifan is still very thick-skinned.
Faced with so much cynicism, he acted as if nothing was wrong, his face neither red nor white.
After the noise subsided, he said calmly: "In the ring, what matters is the ability of fists and feet, not the so-called power of words!"
After saying that, he said to Qi Qingyun: "Boy, let me weigh your true worth!"
