VIP has different meanings in different places. In Jingwumen, it is the same as the strong!

As the top VIP of Jingwumen, it is even more strong among the strong. Liu Qiangzhen has a proud capital.

Unexpectedly, he not only wrote novels, but also a master.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. This person likes martial arts, and his obsession with martial arts has reached the level of madness.

Even the martial arts in Jin Yong's novels are true, and I do n’t know if there is any practice of studying the rivers and lakes.

But anyway, his fisting kung fu is very strong, it is true, you know it when he just shows his hand.

Liu Qiangzhen's face was arrogant, hooked his fingers towards Fang Tian, ​​and said: "Go on stage. Duel."

Fang Tian was about to come to power. Zhang Mailing grabbed his arm and pulled it aside.

His face was very nervous: "How can you fight him? It's dangerous."

Fang Tian said indifferently: "I promised, how can I retreat?"

"No matter what they say, let's go." Zhang Mailing said.

At first glance, Liu Qiangzhen knew that it was a ruthless character. It was absolutely possible to come to the east.

Such dangerous, never let Fang Tian take risks.

Fang Tian smiled easily, and said, "Rest assured. I never do something unsure."

Zhang Mailing wondered: "Can you play him?"

"I don't know." Fang Tian was really not sure.

Zhang Mailing is speechless. Isn't this going up and beating?

"No, you can't go up." She looked nervous and solemnly.

"Don't go up, just shrink the turtle." Wen Zhiyuan despised.

"Are you talking about yourself?" Zhang Mailing looked at him.

Uh? Wen Zhiyuan said.

"Okay, it's going to start."

Fang Tian finished speaking quickly, hurry up and go to the stage.

Watching him on the stage, Zhang Mailing prayed silently in his heart, Fang Tian, ​​you must not lose.

Jianghu bar, a place full of rivers and lakes.

Around the bar lobby, various weapons were hung.

In the center of the bar, a ring was built, and martial arts performances per night, and boxing duel.

Of course, those are all arranged by the bar, and the excitement is limited.

And now, the real enemy duel is about to be staged, exciting!

After turning over the guardrail, Fang Tian stood on the stage, opposite, Liu Qiangzhen, who was standing in the first instance of the black robe.

The confrontation between the two is also very interesting. The author of "Wulin Sword God" is Li Qiangxia, and the author of "Fairy Sword Flying Man" is Fang Tian.

On the Internet, the two had long been fighting, and the fairy sword defeated the sword god, and Xian Xia defeated the martial arts.

Of course, that is, after all, it is the competition between novels. Now the author of the two books face face to face, to a real duel.

The rivers and lakes bars became lively, everyone stared at the stage, locked on the two.

"Do you say, who would win?" "Also said, of course, the guy with the black robe, did you not see the hand that he had just revealed, it was really horrible."

"It is not ordinary characters who can duel on stage. I think the white guy will win."

"Cut, look at a little white face at a glance. He can win if he can win."

The onlookers are talking about, most of them are optimistic that Liu Qiangzhen will win.

"Boy, now I regret it, and I have too late. I kneel down and knock down three sounds. I can let you go."

Liu Qiangzhen pinched a key with his fingers, and he stabbed hard. The key created by pure steel instantly bent and turned into a U -shaped.

If the bones are bone, he was broken by him in minutes.

"If you come to power, you can talk less, and quickly do it." Fang Tian stood straight and calmly.

"Don't blame me to be polite."

"How to play? Empty boxing or weapon?"

Before playing, you should ask clearly.

"Just you, I can win you with bare hands and empty fists."

Liu Qiangzhen raised his fist like a casserole. His fist was full of cocoons, and he was definitely a trainer.

Fang Tian smiled, and said: "You use your fist, I need a weapon."

The people in the audience despise, shameless, people barely fist, but you use weapons, what heroes you win?

However, Fang Tian's weapon made everyone dumbfounded.

Brush, a white brush.

It is the one that Fang Tian used to call the calligraphy just now.

"Is this your weapon?" Liu Qiang was surprised. It was the first time to see the weapon with a brush. I haven't seen it in the novel.

"Yes, the brush is my weapon."

Fang Tian laughed and turned around at will. The ink above has not been done yet.

The brush rotated quickly on the tiger's mouth, and finally stopped slowly. Fang Tian's hand did not contain a drop of ink.

In the small drama, Liu Qiangzhen dismissed his lips and threw the U -shaped key into the air.

"bite!"

The key landed.

Starting!

Liu Qiangzhen took the lead, rushing towards Fang Tian quickly, and hit his face door directly.

Fang Tian had a defense, and quickly dodged sideways.

Liu Qiangzhen's power is really not blowing. Hit it with a punch and a punch.

Fang Tian on the stage looks very passive, and can only flash left and right, without any return.

But my heart was not nervous. Put my left hand behind me, holding a brush in the right hand, walking like the wind, chic and free.

Liu Qiangzhen fought and fiercely, kicked in the air, kicked towards his chest.

The speed is fast, and the ribs are absolutely broken by kicked.

Zhang Mailing in the audience covered her eyes and did not dare to look at it.

Fang Tian's body was optimized by the soft rice king system, and the response was much faster than the average person. He quickly avoided him, and then the brush was in the air.

Liu Qiangzhen had just landed on his feet, and he was about to fight in one punch.

Fang Tian said faintly: "You lose!"

Liu Qiangzhen heard the words, covered!

The audience under the stage was also covered, and Fang Tian's words were too brilliant. Why did they lose?

Liu Qiangzhen snorted, and said, "Don't think you can sneak at me like this?"

"You really lose, and you are dead." Fang Tian said solemnly: "You touch your throat."

In case of sneak attack, Liu Qiangzhen took a step back, and then touched his throat. After looking at his fingers, the black ink was on his fingers.

The audience under the audience stared at his throat, and a black trace appeared in his throat.

Fang Tian turned the brush on his hand and laughed: "If I have a sword in my hand, you have been cutting your throat now!"

"Wow," there was an uproar in the audience.

Yes, it's just a brush, otherwise, Liu Qiangzhen has been killed now.

Zhang Mailing laughed and finally relieved.

Liu Qiang was furious: "It's not counted. I didn't take your brush as a weapon at all, and you will be hit by you."

"Just know that you are not convinced, then let you resurrect once." Fang Tian smiled.

This time, Liu Qiangzhen did not dare to light his enemy. He bite his teeth and his eyes were prominent; looking at Fang Tian, ​​he took the lead and kicked his throat.

Fang Tian's head, escaped a trick, stabbed his brush towards his eyes.

Liu Qiangzhen leaned back and put his legs back.

The speed is getting faster and faster. Just retracted his right foot, Liu Qiangzhen's left foot kicked Fang Tian's chest.

However, Fang Tian's speed was faster, and he stood beside him at once, and his brush stabbed on the side of his neck.
To be continued...