"Brother Zuo, please!"
Only to see Chang Qi use Black Tiger Steals Heart, grabbing towards Zuo Zhicheng's chest.
In the face of this slow and soft tiger claw, Zuo Zhicheng thought for a moment and directly used a defensive move to block the tiger claw of his opponent.
However, even though Chang Qi was just an ordinary person without any Innate Qi, he had practiced martial arts for a few years. His physical fitness and proficiency in fighting techniques were not bad. He saw that Zuo Zhicheng was' barely 'resisting his attacks. In an instant, he received a few punches.
Xiao Changhe, who was standing behind the crowd, smiled when he saw this. His opponent was indeed as weak as he had seen him last time.
Zhou Xingyun, who was standing beside him, showed a disapproving look. "Brother Xiao, do you have to go to such lengths to deal with such a poor kid?"
"I'm just exposing him. He can only blame himself for being too shallow."
The surrounding crowd also revealed looks of disdain or bewilderment. From their point of view, it seemed that they had not expected the so-called personal disciple of Master Jiang to be so ordinary, or rather, weak.
Chang Qi was getting more and more comfortable with his attacks. He threw a few punches at Zuo Zhicheng like a torrential storm. However, he unknowingly gave up his defense and exposed an opening.
Then, Zuo Zhicheng let out a suppressed roar and charged at Chang Qi without caring about anything else.
Chang Qi saw Zuo Zhicheng take a few punches from him and was still going to attack. He was a little surprised. Wasn't this kid trying his best to defend just now? Why did he suddenly attack?
Zuo Zhicheng's Sumeru Long Fist was different from the standard one. It was slightly out of shape, but it hit Chang Qi's chest. Chang Qi felt his chest tighten and at the same time, he felt a strong force. He took a few steps back and sat on the ground. When he came to his senses, his face was full of shame and anger.
Zuo Zhicheng raised his head and waved his hand. "Brother Chang, thank you for letting me win."
Everyone stared blankly at Zuo Zhicheng. They did not expect the battle to end in such a way. Xiao Changhe, who was hiding behind the crowd, was even more astonished.
According to his expectations, Chang Qi would beat up Zuo Zhicheng, and then it would be revealed that Zuo Zhicheng had pretended to be a direct disciple and was actually just a worker.
Who would have thought that the other party would actually win, and in such a manner?
Zhou Xingyun, who was at the side, chuckled. "Looks like this kid has some talent."
"I was just lucky," Xiao Changhe said with a frown.
On the other side.
"What is this? Chang Qi actually lost just like that."
"It's a coincidence. But that Zuo Zhicheng is pretty strong."
"Is Zuo Zhicheng really Master Jiang's personal disciple? You don't seem to have learned anything. "
The silence only lasted for a short moment. Looking at the outcome of the battle, the crowd buzzed with discussion again. At this moment, Jiang Qing rushed over and touched Zuo Zhicheng's head. She asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Are you hurt? "
"I'm fine."
Jiang Qing looked around and frowned. "What are you guys doing? Zuo Zhicheng is my father's personal disciple. My father has already taught him all the Heaven's Gate Fist. "
Behind the crowd, Xiao Changhe's face flashed with surprise. He did not expect Jiang Qing to help Zuo Zhicheng out. He did not know that although Zuo Zhicheng and Jiang Tien-cheng were not his personal disciples, they were in fact his personal disciples. Moreover, Jiang Tien-cheng did not care about these titles at all. What he did not expect was that Zuo Zhicheng had "improved" in the past few days. He was no longer like before, when he only knew how to fight like an ordinary person.
Jiang Qing continued, "But he has only been learning martial arts for less than a month. What are you trying to do by challenging him?"
"Junior brother, let's go." With a cold snort, Jiang Qing pulled Zuo Zhicheng and left, leaving the crowd behind awkwardly. They did not know what to say.
At this moment, someone seemed to have realized what had happened. The genius disciple of Xinlu Boxing Club, Wang Qiang, was the first to speak. "I understand now. Zuo Zhicheng did it on purpose. He pretended to be weak so that Chang Qi would go all out and reveal his flaws. Then, he took a few punches and hit Chang Qi's vital points.
Moreover, his Xumi Long Fist was not inflexible, but adaptable. "
"Not bad, not bad. This Zuo Zhicheng looks like he has only been learning martial arts for a short time, but he is quite clever."
"He was able to push Chang Qi down. Even if he hit his vital points, his strength is not bad."
Several martial arts practitioners in the crowd were discussing and analyzing the fight just now. Xiao Changhe, who was standing behind the crowd, saw Jiang Qing holding Zuo Zhicheng's hand with a concerned look. This made him even angrier. In his mind, Zuo Zhicheng had become a coward who relied on Jiang Qing's protection. He was equivalent to a gigolo who relied on a woman. But this gigolo still showed his face under his scheme.
"This brat. Is Jiang Qing blind? "
Zhou Xingyun was also a little surprised. He said, "Hehe, Brother Xiao, it seems that your rival in love is quite capable."
"Hmph." Xiao Changhe said, "Just wait and see. In a month at most, I will make Jiang Qing fall in love with me."
It would be fine if he was defeated by a man who was better than him. But according to his investigation, Zuo Zhicheng was just a brat who had no money or power and had just started learning martial arts. But Jiang Qing cared so much about him, which made Xiao Changhe even more jealous. He walked out of the courtyard with an ugly face. He did not want to see Jiang Qing and Zuo Zhicheng again.
On the other side, Jiang Qing held Zuo Zhicheng's hand. When they left the crowd, the anger on her face disappeared in an instant. She patted Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder happily and said, "Not bad, you actually won."
She patted Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder and said, "It seems that my special training for you these days is quite fruitful. You don't have any talent when it comes to martial arts, but I didn't expect you to be so smart when it comes to fighting. Not bad, not bad. Let's continue tomorrow. "
"Senior sister, you've been watching from the side?" Zuo Zhicheng looked at Jiang Qing and felt a little funny. When they were not familiar with each other, Jiang Qing acted like an ice beauty. But once they got familiar with each other, he knew that she was just a violent woman with a crazy heart.
"Of course, I just wanted to let you gain some experience through this battle. Anyway, you can't kill anyone." At this point, Jiang Qing pointed at Zuo Zhicheng and said, "Also, I already told the people in Xin Lu Martial Arts Club that you're my father's direct disciple. You can still use the excuse that the time is too short to cover it up, but it won't work in the future. So from tomorrow onwards, you have to practice harder. Don't embarrass me."
"Moreover, Chang Qi is just an amateur. There's nothing to be proud of if you beat him. You have to practice hard and strive to beat that Xiao Changhe into a panda face one day!" Jiang Qing waved her fist angrily as she said this.
Zuo Zhicheng naturally nodded obediently. He thought that this was not bad. He could expose his strength little by little in front of everyone. This way, he could use his martial arts openly and save himself some trouble.
Thinking of trouble, Zuo Zhicheng looked at Jiang Qing's face, who was still nagging him and telling him to practice hard. He thought of Xiao Changhe in the crowd. Another little trouble caused by a beautiful woman.
The people in the courtyard quickly dispersed, as if the matter of the previous exchange of pointers had been forgotten. However, from time to time, someone would point in Zuo Zhicheng's direction and whisper something.
It was also from this night onwards that Zuo Zhicheng, Master Jiang's personal disciple, was a little clever and strong. This news gradually spread throughout New Continent's martial arts circle. It could be considered Zuo Zhicheng's first day of debut.
Zuo Zhicheng also took this opportunity to observe the strength of the martial masters in Chaoyang Martial Arts Club. However, he could only shake his head. Most of them were ordinary people without Xiantian Qi. A few of them had Xiantian Qi, but their level was very average. It could be said that there were only five or six people who could compare to Jiang Qing.
Seeing this, he was even more pessimistic about the plan of the martial arts clubs. No matter how many sheep there were, they were still sheep when they joined forces.
About two hours later, more than ten club masters finished their secret meeting. They came to the courtyard together, as if they wanted to announce something.
Jiang Tien-cheng and Xiao Jingyang stood at the front. The latter clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, please be quiet. We have something to announce today."
However, before everyone could be quiet for long, a series of laughter sounded in the air. Under the moonlight, a fiery red figure stood on the wall, looking down at the people below with contempt. "From today onwards, Chaoyang will no longer need a martial arts club."
"Who is it?"
"How dare you! Take him down! "
"It's Blood Rakshasa!"
Hearing the panicked, excited, and fearful voices of the people around her, Blood Rakshasa slowly drew the two soft swords around her waist. With a shake of her arms, the two soft swords, which were more than three meters long, shook like ribbons.
In the next moment, her fiery figure rushed into the sky and fell into the crowd. Angry roars, screams, and screams were heard continuously. In just a few seconds, the center of the courtyard was covered in blood.
"Everyone, come with me." Xiao Jingyang took the lead and rushed forward. "She's alone. I don't believe that we can't deal with her with so many of us."
"Go!"
"Catch this demon girl!"
Xue Luosha giggled when she saw more than a dozen famous cultivators surrounding her. Then, her entire body spun like a top at high speed. The two swords in her hands trembled incessantly. Like flowing clouds, they surged in all directions.
Zuo Zhicheng looked at the fiery red figure and sighed in his heart. "As expected … she's here."
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