The situation was critical, Zhang Chuang hurriedly said, "Dad, please let me go..."

Zhang Yaoting gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I'll fight with them today." He put his son on the ground, rolled up his sleeves to prepare for the battle.

There are grudges and grudges in the world. Because Zhang Chuang's thoughts caused trouble, his father Zhang Yaoting was also involved. It is impossible to fight four with one, and the mighty general is not that awesome. Fortunately, the four monsters said that as long as they could win any one, they would let them down the mountain, which made Xiang Ziqiang very confident.

His eyes swept across the faces of the four guys, and Zhang Yaoting pointed at the fat man and said, "Okay, I'll fight you."

The fat round face of the human char siu bun showed a ferocious look, "Have you chosen me, it's great, let's start."

Everyone retreated, including Zhang Chuang who was seriously injured, barely struggling to walk away, leaving a large area free.

A higher-level fight is about to begin, making everyone full of expectations, staring at the two people in the field.

The nervous aura filled the air, and suddenly, the two masters launched the movement at the same time and rushed towards each other in a blink of an eye, gathering together, each using the martial arts they are good at fierce fighting.

Zhang Yaoting's nickname is Majestic General, and it is indeed not a big shot. He was fist-kicking and kicking, which was unstoppable! However, as a junior brother of the Fist Saint, the human char siu bun is obviously not weak either. Although he looks stupid, he is very flexible, flying around like a big meat ball. His thick arms and legs are poked out from time to time to attack. He looks funny, but in fact he is very fierce, and looks like the orc Blanca in Street Fighter 4.

The surroundings were filled with strong winds, and the movements of the two of them became faster and faster, dazzling everyone.

The fat man's martial arts skills made Zhang Yaoting less confident the more he fought. He glanced at the other three monsters still staring at him, which made him anxious. He decided to end the battle as soon as possible. He had no choice but to use a super killer move with extremely powerful power.

With a shocking roar, Zhang Yaoting used his unique move "the earth cracked and the mountains collapsed," and the iron fist continued to hit him, as if he was overwhelmed by the sea, with a terrifying momentum.

A little surprise flashed in the human char shuibao eyes. While rushing to resist, he was forced to take a few steps back by this domineering force. Then he became unstable and staggered and leaned back.

This was undoubtedly a good opportunity to defeat the enemy and win. Zhang Yaoting was overjoyed and scolded with hatred: "I'm useless!" He rushed over with an arrow, blocking the sound of the wind.

Unexpectedly, the human char siu bun suddenly kicked out, and his short radish-like legs suddenly lengthened and stretched out one foot, just kicking Zhang Yaoting's crotch.

A howling like a pig was heard, Zhang Yaoting's face turned pale and retreated. A fierce light appeared in the eyes of the human char saut bag and walked forward, and he ran out again like a whirlwind.

This kick hit Zhang Yaoting in the face, causing him to have bleeding noses, and he felt dizzy and swelling and fell to the ground.

The winner was decided, but the human char siu bun was not intended to stop. He jumped up, sat down, and accurately landed in the middle of Zhang Yaoting's body, making him raise his head like a bow, making a miserable scream.

"oops……"

The fat man with a height of 200 or dozens of kilograms fell down, and the lethality of him can be imagined. Therefore, Zhang Yaoting unfortunately broke his spine and seven or eight other ribs broke, which made him lose his body and died on the ground. The reason was that he threatened Qiu Yu and suffered this fate.

Everyone was dumbfounded. This fat man is so fierce!

Seeing his father's tragic image, Zhang Chuang shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Dad..."

Qiu Yu on the stage had a cold face and no sympathy. If the fourth uncle did not destroy Zhang Yaoting, it would be a big trouble for him, and there would be endless troubles. Now it happened to be a potential enemy for him.

The world is always the world of the strong, this is the rule!

The unlucky father and son were carried by the staff. Although they witnessed the tragic tragedy just now, the temptation of becoming famous in the battle still attracted these young masters.

Opportunities are fleeting, and we must hold them firmly. Crystals sounded from the crowd, "I want to challenge Qiuyu..."

A figure leaped onto Fengshantai. Everyone looked at it carefully and saw that this handsome guy was Ouyang Jie, the young leader of the Hongmen Sect, who was known as the Fengfeng Sword.

The son came to the stage, Ouyang Zheng, the leader of the Hong Sect, was a little nervous. However, he also had a mentality that was almost gambling and fantasized about his son becoming famous in China.

In the Central Plains, Ouyang Jie, the Zhuifeng Sword, is quite famous. He has also defeated many martial artists from a famous family. Therefore, he has a high opinion of himself and feels that his kung fu is much better than the one with the surname Qiu. Since that is the case, he should be given the identity of one of the seven evil spirits.

A contemptuous look flashed in his eyes. Ouyang Jie looked at the boy who was nothing surprising and said disdainfully: "Boy, if you know the truth, please admit defeat immediately, so as not to take action."

Qiu Yu hates others to show off with him the most, especially the guy opposite him even called himself a little master, which made him very angry. Get out of here, who should I be a little master? Believe it or not, I will hit you half-heartedly! His principle has always been that you are crazy and I am even more crazy than you, so he snorted coldly: "Stop farting, if you are not afraid of being beaten, just let the horse come over."

The little fairy He Zhiyun in the audience was very dissatisfied and said angrily: "You kid are too crazy. Come on, cousin, beat him halfway to death."

Qiu Yu glanced at the girl coldly and beautifully. He had seen too many beauties. Although the girl was outstanding, she would not make him feel pity for her. She curled her lips and said, "Idiot!"

"Ah... you bastard!" He Zhiyun was so angry that she was going crazy. If her cousin hadn't already on stage, she would have to rush over and beat the guy to death.

"You little boy, you're pretty crazy!" Ouyang Jie was also furious and jumped over and headed straight towards the other party.

Qiu Yu calmly met the enemy, and the two began a fierce confrontation on the stage. Although Ouyang Jie, the Zhuifeng Sword, had good kung fu, it was far inferior to Qiu Yu.

There was no need to be polite to those shameless guys. Qiu Yu started to fight back with the attitude of hitting the other party's psychology, but he slightly accelerated the speed. Ouyang Jie could no longer bear it, and he was in a mess and showed panic on his face.

Qiu Yu wanted to deal with him, but he was not like playing. His fists fell on his opponent's handsome face like a storm. Every time he made a comeback, he would win, "Pushpuff..."

Ouyang Jie was beaten sobbing and his nose blood could not be suppressed. In an instant, his face had become like a pig's head, and his face was completely different from his original appearance, which was terrible.

In fact, Qiu Yu did not use too much force, but just wanted to teach the other party a lesson. Then, he kicked Ouyang Jie like a whirlwind and kicked Ouyang Jie to the ground, sneering: "See if you dare to scold others?"!—
Chapter completed!