Mr. Zhang spoke up. Although he was suspected of eating for nothing, he still had to give face to a glass of wine. A buddy immediately picked up the wine pot, not only did he give it, but also he also gave it.

The empty wine glass in Zhang Xiaoxi's palm was filled with an instant, holding the wine glass that was about to overflow. Zhang Xiaoxi's face showed a faint smile and said, "Brother, I'm not talented. I learned three punches and two kicks from my master. Any friend who is interested may as well come and gesture with me?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a silence around him. Then many martial arts heroes surrounded him. Everyone came to Baihua Building to see the beautiful peony fairy in the world. However, since the peony fairy has not come out yet, he naturally has to find some other fun. When he saw someone openly calling someone to challenge him, he felt that his subordinates had a few moves to join in the fun. Even if they didn't want to take action, they couldn't help but look at him a few times. He even talked a lot and shook his identity as Zhang Longbang. Now everyone knew that the handsome young man in front of him was the young hero who had been circulating in Qingyang martial arts recently. He suddenly felt like a hornet's nest was stabbed in the hall.

Everyone rushed to this side, thinking that in the rumors that President Zhang's battle against Chen Changfeng was regretful that he did not like him. Now that he missed a showdown at the same level, wouldn't he regret it for life? The only regret is that there seems to be no name in the hall to catch up with Chen Changfeng. Those young heroes who are arrogant are even more excited. If they perform well today and accidentally defeat Zhang Xiaoxi, wouldn't it mean that they indirectly killed Chen Changfeng (poor Chen Changfeng, who has been mentioned together with Zhang Xiaoxi recently), this kind of thing about becoming famous in one battle is really exciting.

Fatty Qi looked at the crowd of people and couldn't help but feel numb. He pulled the sleeves of the otaku and said with a frown, "Brother, when they heard that the fight came to the door, they were always hiding. You are better, you are still fighting yourself. If you lose, your escort agency will not be famous."

Zhang Xiaoxi smiled and said nothing. Since the otakus had internal strength, he had a higher horizon. He had not taken these people seriously in the hall. Now he was just taking advantage of the gathering of heroes to spread the reputation of Qingyang Martial Arts Hall and Dayan Mobile. The effect of advertising has never been underestimated by the otaku. What's more, the advertisements that these people have experienced and witnessed were completely incomparable to the same effect as those heard from others. Although these people are not masters at present, it is these backbone forces at the grassroots level of the martial arts world that are scattered in various industries. In the folk, they have a wider coverage area than those masters. Zhang Xiaoxi naturally doesn't want to let them go.

The otakus was making a good plan in his heart, but he shouted carefully, "Mr. Zhang, I wonder how you plan to compete?"

Just waiting for your words, in front of everyone, Zhang Xiaoxi raised his breath and activated the grass Shangfei's body movement. He pointed his toes on the ground and seemed to float up lightly. When he landed, he was already standing in the center of the table, but the glass of wine in his palm did not sprinkle at all.

There were bursts of cheers in the crowd. Not to mention anything else, Zhang Longtou's light body skills was just a word of handsomeness. Many young heroes who were eager to move before knew that they had no hope when they saw their elegant body skills. They all took a few steps back and no longer thought about the dream of becoming famous in one battle.

After the cheers were slightly reduced, Zhang Xiaoxi said slowly, "This is a comparison, it's simple. If someone can force me to put the round table under his feet, even if I lose, I can make a drop of wine splash out in my palm, I will be considered as losing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd was in an uproar. This competition method was simply incredible for Zhang Xiaoxi. It would be fine to force him to get off the table. It would be really hard to let the wine in his palm sprinkle a drop of it. It would be difficult to reach the sky if the ordinary people swung slightly or even had a slightly heavier breath. The palm would inevitably shake, and the wine would naturally be sprinkled out, not to mention that they had to hold this glass of wine to fight with people. People who can do this level of palm skills can probably be said to have reached the pinnacle. At least the Qingyang martial arts world has been around for five hundred years.

No matter what Zhang Xiaoxi felt after he finished speaking, Fatty Qi was already soaked in cold sweat. He stared at the sake wine slightly higher than the curve of the glass, as if it could spill out at any time, and suggested tremblingly, "Wife, why don't you take a few sips first?"

The people around him also looked completely unbelievable. Some of the young heroes who had just taken a few steps back were secretly regretting that if they were more determined before and not scared away by General Zhang's light skills, they could now fly up and show their faces in front of the martial arts heroes. Although it was somewhat unfair to defeat General Zhang who was holding a wine glass, who had made him set such an idiotic rule? No wonder the young hero, I took off his signature.

While many people secretly regretted it, someone took advantage of this great opportunity to jump onto the round table. And this guy looked like he was not a good bird. When he landed, he deliberately stepped on the table heavily. The table suddenly swayed violently by his feet. So everyone widened their eyes, but they saw Zhang Xiaoxi like a small boat in the huge waves above the sea. His feet moved their feet a few steps on the table, even the cups and bowls placed beside him.

Before he touched it, he magically offset the previous violent shaking, and the upper plate was not moving at all. On the other hand, the bad guy was in a mess. He thought he could finally show off his might this time. Before he started fighting, he could only use a small method to make the seemingly powerful General Zhang fall into a fall. When he was feeling contented, he didn't expect that his feet slipped when he fell, but he was stepping on a pot of eel paste, which almost fell into a fallen batter.

The heroes watching around suddenly burst into laughter, and some even raised their thumbs and shouted, "Mr. Zhang, I'm working hard! Brothers admire you!" Everyone burst into a burst of marvels.

Zhang Xiaoxi, who looked calm on the table, said in a secret voice. He didn't expect that someone would have such a low-limited approach, and under the almost advantageous victory and loss clause, he could not get on the table. The moment before the man fell, the otaku suddenly became happy and integrated the basic light skills he had been thinking about a few days ago into the steps of Cao Shangfei. He actually resolved the dangerous situation in just a few simple steps. Before Zhang Xiaoxi could calm down, the cute and moving reminder sound of the System Lord was heard again: Congratulations! I learned the C-level light skills variant version Cao Shangfei (incomplete), and the current level of understanding is 25%. Please improve it yourself!
Chapter completed!