Tang Ying was naturally very popular. Seeing him in danger, everyone present became anxious, and those in the front row wanted to rush to help, even if they broke the rules, but they also understood in their hearts that this was

A futile effort.

"Yingren!" Zhang Qi has been watching the progress on the field for a long time, and if the people present want to choose a person who has the ability to prevent Chengyuan Temple from killing Tang Ying, it must be him.

When everyone was shouting and scolding, Zhang Qi's voice seemed the loudest among them, and the box he threw out also looked the most reliable. The anxious people just pinned their hopes on it.

Although Chengyuan Temple wanted to kill Tang Ying, he intuitively felt the threat of the box projected by Zhang Qi, and the speed and location of the box were so well chosen. If he insisted on killing Tang Ying, he would definitely be hit by the box.

If he retreats, he can just avoid it.

"Bang", Chengyuan Temple dodged, and the sudden explosion of the box also showed the wisdom of his choice, "Who, Chinese, do you want to violate the rules!"

Chengyuan Temple was almost able to kill Tang Ying, the master of the Chinese martial arts gym. This was such a morale-boosting thing. When someone destroyed it, the Japanese at the scene cursed loudly.

"Well, Brother Zhang, you are indeed extraordinary. In ancient times, there was Xiao Li's flying knife, and today there is the old Zhang flying box. There is absolutely nothing to say." Huzi has no doubts about Zhang Qi's strength, let alone any doubts.

Worried, he immediately flattered me, looking like he deserved a beating.

At this time, all the eyes of the audience were focused on Zhang Qi. Following the eyes of the people around Zhang Qi, everyone knew that he was the one who made the move.

"A thousand steamed buns are gone." Zhang Qi's words were simply earth-shattering. What this guy cared about the most was the cracked box. Yes, that box was the box containing the giant sword. Zhang Daxia spent a thousand oceans to customize it.

Yes, one yuan for a steamed bun is equivalent to a thousand steamed buns.

Zhang Qi expected to be able to save Tang Ying, and the strength of his Qi he chose was enough to injure Chengyuan Temple before he could kill Tang Ying. However, he didn't expect that Chengyuan Temple actually gave up and gave up in order to prevent himself from being injured.

Killing Tang Ying caused Zhang Qi's calculation error and the box broke.

"Haha, it's okay. Sir, I will give you a box worth 10,000 steamed buns." Old J said with a happy smile. Now that he recalled what he had just said against Zhang Qi, he felt ashamed. After hearing Zhang Qi's nine words

After making fun of himself, Lao J followed closely behind Hu Zi and quickly tried to build relationships.

"Interfering in the martial arts competition, are these the Chinese people who value rules in the legend!" Chengyuan Temple stared at Zhang Qi and rebuked angrily.

As soon as he said this, without waiting for Zhang Qi's reply, the Chinese people at the scene shouted back in anger: "Bullshit, no one was hurt. We have given up in this game again, and it has nothing to do with breaking the rules."

People on both sides began to curse at each other, and the words were unpleasant to the ears. The person with the organ was still polite, but Tang Ying stood up and said loudly: "Okay, I admit defeat in this round, and, the rest of today...

"

Tang Ying glanced at Zhang Qi and hesitated to say what he said next. If they were successfully kicked out by the Japanese, at least they would be unable to hold their heads up for a while. This would be too frustrating.

It is possible that Zhang Qi from Chengyuan Temple, who has been confirmed by Tang Ying to have developed true energy.

But Tang Ying didn't know Zhang Qi, and he thought the same as Zhang Qi. He could help for a while, but not for a lifetime. If Zhang Qi was just a passerby and was defeated by the opponent again in the future, maybe the Japanese would say something even more unpleasant.

It's better to admit defeat as a bachelor now and work hard to earn back face in the future.

"Sapporo Chinese Martial Arts School, doesn't it claim that all Chinese who set foot on Hokkaido are your brothers? It seems that you regard them as brothers, but others regard you as heroes." Chengyuan Temple hated Zhang Qi deeply, and Zhang Qi

He couldn't understand the power of the box Qi threw out, so although Chengyuan Temple was wary, he didn't think that young Zhang Qi could compare with him.

As soon as he said this, Zhang Qi could not retreat. The Sapporo Chinese Martial Arts School has helped many Chinese people, so everyone will consciously maintain the reputation of the martial arts school. This reputation is mutual assistance. If Zhang Qi does not take action, then the gold plaque on this

A gap will immediately appear, and it will be difficult to fill it up.

In everyone's expectant eyes, Zhang Qi shook his head and said: "There are too many people here who can defeat you, there is no need for me, an outsider, to take action."

Then, just when the other party was despising his own disappointment, Zhang Qi patted Lao J on the shoulder and said: "In my opinion, the martial arts teacher next to me is more than enough to defeat you."

As Zhang Qi slapped his hand down, Lao J's astonished expression just rose. From Zhang Qi's hand, there was a heat that was vaguely felt when practicing martial arts, but this one was too powerful.

It's so powerful that Lao J feels like he's about to burst.

"Come on, knock him down with one punch, and then," Zhang Qi leaned into Lao J's ear and ordered, "Kill him."

With a smooth push, Lao J, who weighed more than 80 kilograms, was pushed steadily onto the martial arts stage by Zhang Qi, and the astonished expression on his face had not even faded.

After coming to modern times for a few months, Zhang Qi has not engaged in a life-and-death battle, but his skill has increased a bit just by practicing daily. The biggest advantage is that through this period of deduction and familiarity, it is not as good as the original application.

Very proficient in innate Qi, Zhang Qi gradually reached the level of mastery.

The push of Lao J showed the effect of the past few months of practice. Apart from Tang Ying and Hu Zi, who knew a little about Zhang Qi's strength, only Lao J among the people present could feel the difficulty.

They thought they could still push a person to leap three meters and land on a one-meter-high martial arts stage, but they couldn't guarantee the landing position, while Zhang Qi acted like he was doing it with ease.

"Huh, coward, a villain who only sends his companions to die." Chengyuan Temple thought Zhang Qi was scared, so he said disdainfully, and then said to Lao J, "I'll give you a ride first, and let's see who breaks the rules this time."

Come to save you."

As soon as Lao J's stunned expression faded, and before his excited expression fully showed on his face, he saw Chengyuanji kicking him, as if he was going to kill him with one blow.

Lao J, who just felt that there was a dragon hidden in his body, didn't think much about it. He instinctively threw out a straight punch, trying to block his legs with his hands, which was the most difficult position to block, like the soles of his feet.

"Kakaka-" Something horrifying happened. There was a sound of bones breaking from Chengyuan Temple. Old J stepped forward and punched Chengyuan Temple in the throat. There was another sound of bones breaking.

, Chengyuanji’s body fell onto the ring with a bang, making no sound.
Chapter completed!