Chapter 549: The victory of the plan will come true

Everyone has seen it, but the disciples of the Cao Tribe and the Dan Tribe who are present have never seen it.

In the previous gambling battles, sometimes, when the Great Vajra of the Dan tribe met the Six Arhats of the Cao tribe, there were occasional times when they were too arrogant, but they never used empty-handed weapons like this. Moreover, this was a gambling battle worth fifty taels of gold. Even the Great Vajra Zou Shuming would not dare to be so arrogant.

When Cheng Shi heard this, he showed a wonderful expression on his face. Don’t look at how many teeth he had fallen off when he beat Zhang Xiaohua the night before yesterday, but he is one of the top ten Vajras after all. Although he is the last one, he also has some unique skills in his hands, especially this stick method, which was guided by an inner disciple in his early years, and he has devoted himself to practicing for a while. Even Zou Shuming from the Dan tribe would praise him when he saw it. It was Cheng Shi’s ability to hold the box.

As soon as the name of the last competition was revealed yesterday, his first reaction was that he would meet Zhang Xiaohua tomorrow. His second reaction was that he wanted to take revenge, and his third reaction was that he naturally had to use a stick. That day, Zhang Xiaohua suffered a loss. He always felt that Zhang Xiaohua's hands and feet were actually average. It was because he didn't take him to heart that he was attacked successfully by Zhang Xiaohua for a negligence. Of course, Cheng Shi also knew that his skills were average. Only by taking a stick could he have the confidence to recover the hatred of the previous day from Zhang Xiaohua, well, and... that fifty taels of gold.

When he heard Zhang Xiaohua say that he was not good at using weapons, Cheng Shi felt like he was dreaming. It seemed that fifty taels of huge gold ingots were hanging above his head. He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Ren, are you sure you don't use weapons?"

Zhang Xiaohua said strangely: "Does there still rules for our Tianmu Peak gambling? If you use weapons, I must use weapons? If this is the case, I can only find a weapon for no reason?"

Cheng Shi waved his hand quickly: "No, our Tianmufeng gambling is quite humane. If you don't want to use it, others won't force you. However, Junior Brother Ren doesn't use weapons, but I, the senior brother, use weapons instead. Wouldn't it make people say that I bully the small with the big ones, oh, no, it should be bullying others with power? Oh, it's still wrong..."

Seeing that Cheng Shi was so entangled, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Senior Brother Cheng doesn't use weapons?"

Cheng Shi tightened his hands, clasped his eyebrows and said nervously: "I had this idea, but since I wanted to fight with a powerful player like Junior Brother Ren, I naturally have to take out the most powerful moves, which is worthy of your Junior Brother Ren. Do you think so? If I am empty-handed, I will tell you again that my best skills are stick techniques. Even if you win, will you be a little unfair?"

This is very smooth, maybe I had already spoken last night.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and bowed, "Then I would like to thank Senior Brother Cheng for his attention. Can we start? Look, Mr. Lei has long been impatient."

But no, you took a weapon and explained to others empty-handedly. It seemed that it was a matter of love. How could others not frown after seeing it?

Cheng Shi smiled awkwardly, played the stick in the air, and shouted loudly: "Since that's the case, Junior Brother Ren, please be careful, Senior Brother has made a move."

After saying that, he raised his leg and rushed over, and he was hit with a blow.

"Oh, Senior Brother Cheng, you are all cheaper than weapons. Why don't you let me do a few moves? You have to use a stick first. It depends on your demeanor that your master should have." Zhang Xiaohua secretly complained in her heart.

Although he thought this in his mind, he saw that Qimei Stick fell down with his "huh", Zhang Xiaohua didn't want to use his Tianling Cap to try the results of his Beidou God Fist, so he still let go of his spiritual consciousness. When Qimei Stick's moves were old, he dodged his body and grabbed his hand straight to the head of the stick.

Seeing this, Cheng Shi was secretly happy again. He shook his hand and shook a stick flower and hit Zhang Xiaohua's hand. Although the stick flower was beautiful, it was flashy in his spiritual sense. Zhang Xiaohua slightly turned his hand and grabbed the place where the head of the erection stick was about to hit. But just when he was about to catch it, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly remembered what Chen Feng said last night, and smiled unconsciously: "Take a move, oh, or, who can't catch a big fish with a long line?"

So he clenched the upper part, touched his fist with his fist, and immediately retracted his hand, showing a painful expression on his face, as if he was really hit by a stick of ebony, and was still smoking in his mouth. It was like that, Chen Fengxiao, who was watching the game next to him, was also heartbroken and said to himself: "Oh no, this guy is too arrogant and wants to suffer the consequences."

Since he had deceived Chen Feng's smile, he should not say anything. He was happy in his heart. The stick was dancing even loudly, and another swept across Zhang Xiaohua's waist.

Zhang Xiaohua shrank his hand into his sleeve, and a kite turned over and soared into the air. He avoided the general and stretched out his left fist and hit Cheng Shi's face. Cheng Shi's move was useless. He quickly retracted the stick of Qimei and stood in front of him. Zhang Xiaohua hit the stick of Qimei. If Zhang Xiaohua's punch was on a daily basis, the force of ten thousand pounds, not even a wooden stick, even an iron stick would be broken. Cheng Shi would vomit blood and die? Since Zhang Xiaohua wanted to put on the onion on the pig's nose, of course he could not use force. He just knocked on the stick and immediately turned over and retreated with the force. He staggered himself and said in horror: "Senior Brother Cheng, why is martial arts so powerful? I was a little lucky the day before yesterday."

Cheng Shi's face was very bright, as if fifty taels of gold were shining out, and shouted: "Haha, do you know it's amazing, why don't you admit defeat?"

Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand: "Don't, now admit defeat, don't you see the style of your Danzi King? I'd better give me a chance to see you."

Alas, this guy was still teasing others at this time, but Cheng Shi, who was ecstatic, might not be able to hear the word "appreciation". Look, he threw his stick head, and it was a posture of "sweeping thousands of troops", which did not allow Zhang Xiaohua to take a breath.

Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but tolerate her spirit and fight with him.

I have to praise Zhang Xiaohua for one. This guy has reached an extremely high level of martial arts now. He is no longer limited to using the fixed Beidou God Fist. He just takes a stance to deal with it according to Chengshi's moves. Each move is derived from Beidou God Fist. It is just that the heights of some angles and some arms are different. He consciously knows that these moves all come from 108 moves, or 216 moves in the eyes of others. However, in the eyes of others, different moves are constantly appearing. Moreover, the ethereal steps under Zhang Xiaohua's feet are slightly unfolded, and his whereabouts are erratic. He punches and palms are like an antelope hanging on the horns, without any trace. Cheng Shi's eyebrows are dancing like a mountain sound, just like a dragon waving his tail and chasing Zhang Xiaohua, but even Zhang Xiaohua's horns are not enough.

Some people with slightly higher martial arts skills, such as the Five Concubines, Chen Fengxiao, Wu Zhouxu and others, seemed to have seen something strange. Although they could not truly estimate Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts skills, they could only feel from Zhang Xiaohua's ordinary moves that turned into magic into magic. Cheng Shi was definitely not his opponent, and as for whether Zhang Xiaohua could beat Ba Jingang and others, they didn't know.

As the saying goes, the authorities are fascinated. Now it is more appropriate to describe Cheng Shi. I saw Cheng Shi one stick after another. I always felt that Zhang Xiaohua could be knocked down or forced out of the circle immediately. However, Zhang Xiaohua was always like a small flower in the strong wind. No matter how strong the wind was, he always swayed in the same posture, with a large or small amplitude, but he just didn't lie on the ground. Even if he was blown by the wind, he would immediately stand out with a small wind!

Therefore, Cheng Shi became more and more attentive and more forceful, and he had already put his gradually disordered internal breathing aside, gradually panting and breathing.

Under his concentration and active attack, under Zhang Xiaohua's defense of "unable to support" and fighting and retreating, the two teams gradually moved to the side and gradually moved towards the disciples of the Cao tribe. The sound of the wind dancing with the eyebrows made the disciples of the Cao tribe frightened when they hit far away. Qiu Weicheng, who was standing in front of the disciple, saw Zhang Xiaohua coming back here, smiled, pulled Chen Feng's sleeves, pointed at his feet, and Chen Feng's smile immediately.

I understood, and looked back at the disciples and waved their hands. The dozens of disciples in the front row also laughed secretly on their faces, raised their waists, and carefully retreated backwards. When the back was in the air, Chen Fengxiao and Qiu Weicheng, with the six great arhats, all moved back a lot, freeing up a large area of ​​space in front. The disciples of the Dan tribe opposite seemed to stretch out their middle fingers and gestured at the grass tribe opposite, and then clamored loudly, hoping that Cheng Shi could hear it.

Unfortunately, Cheng Shi had long regarded the reminder of the disciples of the Dan tribe as encouragement. When he hit Zhang Xiaohua with one stick, he was not allowed to look at the Dan tribe. He shook his hairstyle very casually and did not pay attention to the issue of getting out of the scene.

It’s nonsense, the disciples of the Cao Tribe are still a bit far away, and isn’t Zhang Xiaohua in front of him? Even if the venue is out, Zhang Xiaohua will go first, so what is he afraid of?

In fact, even Chen Feng laughed and the others were worried. Zhang Xiaohua kept retreating, obviously just wanted to drag Cheng Shi out of the field, but he had no eyes behind him, so where could he see the edge? If he accidentally stepped out of the bottom line first, wouldn’t it be a mistake? At this time, even the old worshippers and others stood up, walked to the side of the table together, and carefully looked forward to the end of the bet.
Chapter completed!