However, Grandmaster Chen never expected that a miracle would happen!
He, who had always been calm, had the urge to burst into tears. The surprise came too suddenly. At this time, he could support Wang Zhen without any worries. It didn't matter even if he fell out with Wang Zhen.
With such an amazing talent, not only the Guowei Martial Arts Hall, but also the internal force system would have a bright future.
Master Wang couldn't help but blush. It wasn't that he wanted to play dumb and deny what he said. It was just that things had come to this. What else could he do but restrain his grief?
He just hoped that he could bow his head and apologize. In this way, he would have a way out and wouldn't be too embarrassed. However, he didn't expect that he wouldn't give him any face. His face was like a golden signboard in Beijing, but it didn't work well …
With the tragic death of Zhou Zi'ang, it also meant that Gyeongbu Hall didn't have any contestants who advanced to the top three in this year's dojo challenge!
"Ahem, it seems that Gyeongbu Hall has never had such a bad result since the dojo challenge was started, right?"
"Oh my God, the martial arts landscape in Beijing is going to change."
As the saying goes, it's always fun to watch a show. Generally speaking, it would be better to hold a competition in one's own venue. Before the dojo challenge, many people guessed that Gyeongbu Hall was likely to sweep the top three. However, under all kinds of crazy "healing", the result was the complete opposite. There was a big problem with the healing …
Although they didn't say it too bluntly, there was a hint of worry in their words. If Gyeongbu Hall couldn't recover because of this, it would be embarrassing.
At this moment, Master Wang's intestines were green with regret. If he knew this would happen, he would definitely ask Zhou Zi'ang to stop. It was because of his ugly selfishness that he turned a blind eye to it. Now, Zhou Zi'ang was hanging on the weapon rack in his own venue. It was a great irony.
Sometimes, a wise decision was better than anything else. It was just like the saying, "Smart for a lifetime, stupid for a moment."
He didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face it. To put it bluntly, he didn't have a way out, so he had to find a way out himself. Damn it!
"Little brother Zhuang Feng, it's not that Zi Ang is too weak, it's that you are too strong. This old man wants to say one thing right now – Nan Yun produces a true dragon!" Wang Zhen temporarily put aside his sorrowful emotions and said loudly. These were words that came from his heart.
This was not Wang Zhen's random flattery. There was not a single person present who did not wholeheartedly agree with him.
A dragon among men, fully deserving of his title!
Originally, they had the impression that Nanyun was equivalent to a barren land in terms of martial arts. However, after three consecutive rounds of battles, this kind of thinking was thrown to the back of their minds. There were even some celebrities who had already used their phones to buy plane tickets and were prepared to pay a visit to Curator Du, who was like a teacher and a friend to me. At the same time, they could also experience the great rivers and mountains of their motherland.
It was obvious that Master Wang had shown weakness, but the audience wasn't happy. They couldn't wait for me to continue insulting him until he couldn't take care of himself!
Only now did they gradually accept the truth. At the same time, they couldn't help but sigh. This was the true meaning of a martial arts duel. Until the last second, you would never know what the result would be. Because of this, martial arts had a different charm.
Zhou Zi 'ang was eliminated, which meant that more than 90% of the audience had lost money. However, they didn't feel too much heartache. Instead, they felt very happy. Losing tens of millions was also very satisfying.
Without a doubt, Gyeongbu Hall's style was too high. Even if Zhou Zi 'ang advanced to the top three, they wouldn't be able to win much money. Even so, they didn't win the good impression of Gyeongbu Hall. After all, there were too many people who wanted to curry favor with them. These people who were present weren't some high ranking officials. If they wanted to make friends with Master Wang, it was equivalent to being snubbed.
After personally witnessing Gyeongbu Hall's defeat, I felt very comfortable. At least I didn't have to speak against my conscience. Also, saying that they were weak in Gyeongbu Hall's territory was like touching a tiger's butt. It was very stimulating!
"Senior, if you praise me like that, I will become arrogant," I said with a cheeky smile.
The phrase "Nan Yun is a true dragon" showed how helpless I was. Jingcheng represented the highest martial arts palace in Hua Xia. This Hall Challenge Competition was also a gathering of heroes. Even so, it couldn't stop the fact that I would soar to the sky. It couldn't stop the rise of an internal strength martial artist!
"It's okay. You have the right to be arrogant. The future of Hua Xia's martial arts should belong to a young man like you," Wang Zhen said with a bitter smile.
Although Zhou Zi 'ang died a violent death, he could only swallow his anger. He had lived for a long time, but he had never suffered such injustice.
At this moment, two figures slowly walked out from a door in the corner of the arena.
"Uncle Chen, don't be too sad. I have already contacted the best funeral parlor in Jingcheng. We will do it as extravagantly as we can. No matter what, that Zhuang Feng is your precious disciple, he can only blame himself for being stupid. No matter how talented he was, it was all in vain. Don't worry, I know your financial situation. I will pay for the funeral!" I heard a lazy male voice. It was Young Master Zhang!
Not long ago, Zhou Zi 'ang subdued me. He felt that there was no more suspense, so he brought his little secretary to the washroom to do something they loved to do. After the intense pleasure, he came back at a leisurely pace.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the arena wasn't right, especially the disciples in the audience. They looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
"Hey, why are you guys holding it in? If that kid is dead, then he's dead. There's no need to leave any dignity for him. Three days later, we will hold a grand funeral. He can be considered to have stepped onto the peak of life …" Young Master Zhang shook his head. But before he finished speaking, his gaze shifted to me.
Young Master Zhang blinked subconsciously and couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my god, I actually started hallucinating after doing it too much …"
He wasn't a martial artist, but a frivolous playboy. Although he usually did it a lot, he also paid attention to taking care of his body. He was worried that one day, he would end up in a situation where he would look at a B * tch and cry.
In the past, he could do it three to five times in a night and his vision wouldn't go blurry. What's going on?
"Ah!" The little secretary standing behind Young Master Zhang let out a delicate cry.
"What are you screaming for? Is your orgasm reflex arc delayed?" Young Master Zhang curled his lips and said.
"No, Young Master, look over there." The little secretary was so scared that her face turned pale and she quickly covered her eyes.
"What's there to be alarmed about …" Young Master Zhang looked in the direction she was pointing and his words suddenly stopped.
"Zhou … Zhou Zi 'ang!" He shivered and couldn't believe his eyes.