Chapter 10 [Piano Master]

"Good!"

Before the word "good" came out, Zhao Xiaoyu's right forefoot was on the ground, and the spring plate seemed to be installed under his feet, and he suddenly burst out, the speed was extremely fast, and he came to Song Yan in a blink of an eye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A palm knife came straight to Song Yan's neck, and at the same time, she put her left hand into a fist on her lower abdomen, shrinking and not letting go.

"Is this a tiger leap?"

Song Yan was taken aback, he didn't expect that after casting the Tiger Leap Step, Zhao Xiaoyu's speed would be so fast, but fortunately, in these days, he has mastered the physical skills of the middle, practiced to the bones, and formed an instinctive reaction, otherwise he would have to suffer a dark loss.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he also slashed at Zhao Xiaoyu's right wrist with a hand knife, and at the same time, his right fist slammed into Zhao Xiaoyu's right shoulder.

Zhao Xiaoyu was going to hit Song Yan by surprise with a tiger leap, but he didn't expect this kid to react so quickly, and he was a little disappointed and a little surprised in his heart.

In a flash, she slid down with her palm, turned the knife into a claw and grabbed Song Yan's wrist, and at the same time, the fist that was shrunk in her abdomen was shot diagonally, straight to the joint of Song Yan's right hand.

She is a woman and practices martial arts that focus on attacking weak points in the human body.

As soon as she changed her move, Song Yan followed suit, her left hand clenched into a fist to meet Zhao Xiaoyu's claws, and her right hand flew and attacked Zhao Xiaoyu's cheek.

The last time he fought Zhao Xiaoyu, he found that Song Yan had a lot of strength, so he naturally wouldn't have a hard time with him, so he changed his moves again with some helplessness, shook his body, and used the flexibility of the tiger leap to go around Song Yan's side.

And Song Yan responded to all changes with the same, his legs were like squatting horses, rooted in the ring, and his arms were turned blindly to force Zhao Xiaoyu to be hard.

So, the two of them in the ring fought back and forth for more than ten moves, but there was no contact on the body.

"That kid named Song Yan is so powerful, he can actually fight against Zhao Xiaoyu for more than ten moves without falling behind!"

Seeing this scene, the students under the ring whispered.

"I'm afraid it's more than that!" Wang Song's eyes flashed with surprise, although his strength was not as good as Song Yan and Zhao Xiaoyu, but he still had eyesight, and now it was Zhao Xiaoyu who attacked and Song Yan defended.

The two seem to be evenly divided, but in fact, Zhao Xiaoyu has fallen into the downwind, one is not moving like a mountain, and the other is moving sideways.

In terms of physical exertion, Zhao Xiaoyu must be greater, not to mention, she is still a woman, and her physical fitness is not as good as that of men, so she will lose sooner or later if she continues like this.

Dozens of moves passed, and Zhao Xiaoyu's forehead already had a layer of fine sweat stains, on the other hand, Song Yan became more and more calm.

"No, I can't go on like this!Otherwise, I will definitely lose!" Feeling his own situation, Zhao Xiaoyu was secretly anxious.

Suddenly, her heart moved, and she had an idea.

Her figure suddenly retreated, landed on the other side of the ring, and hooked her finger at Song Yan: "Now I will defend your attack!"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't help himself, and he wanted to save his physical strength.

With a move in his heart, Song Yan called up the system interface, and looked at the fame value column, the fame value had increased to 58 points, which had met the lottery requirements.

In that case, there is no need to fight.

So, he said to Zhao Xiaoyu: "How about a tie?"

"What?" Zhao Xiaoyu shouted with some surprise, and then his face sank: "No, today you and I must distinguish the winner and loser!"

"Then I'll throw in the towel!"

Song Yan jumped out of the ring neatly, and he still farted after achieving his goal, it was still important to draw a lottery.

"Stop!"

Zhao Xiaoyu shouted angrily.

It's a pity that Song Yan didn't listen to him at all, but accelerated his pace.

"Bastard, scoundrel, coward!" Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't help but stomp his feet and curse when he saw this.

When he came to the locker room, seeing that there was no one, Song Yan called up the system interface again to start the lottery, the lottery pointer rotated, and finally stopped on the red grid.

Then, the four golden fonts of "Piano Master" appeared, and turned into a little golden light and flew into Song Yan's eyebrows.

After a while, after integrating the skills of the piano master, Song Yan was a little depressed, you know, he has no intention of becoming a musician, he has a bird to use the piano skills, and this tricky father's skills also gave him ten piano songs.

"Meow, how much fame is needed for the next lottery?"

"200 points. ”

"Why did it go up so much?" said Song Yan through gritted teeth.

"The lottery points are set according to the ability of the host, and it is not difficult to obtain 200 fame points with the host's ability. ”

"Count you ruthless!"

Song Yan knew that bargaining with the system was fruitless, so he didn't bother to complain anymore, put away the system interface, and started to change clothes.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the martial arts hall, he found that Zhao Xiaoyu was standing there looking at him coldly.

"Why don't you keep fighting me?"

"Sister Xiaoyu, please let me go. Song Yan said helplessly.

"Do you look down on me, or do you think you can win against me?" Zhao Xiaoyu didn't mean to get out of the way, and there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

"I didn't mean that. ”

Song Yan was even more helpless, to be honest, after integrating the medium physical technique, his strength had already surpassed Zhao Xiaoyu by a large margin, and in the ring just now, if he hadn't deliberately kept his hand, he would have at least three chances to defeat her.

"That's a fight with me again!"

Song Yan didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyu to be so obsessed with winning and losing, and knew that if she didn't fight with her again today, she might be difficult to get out of the martial arts hall.

"Okay, I'll fight with you!"

"Pick up!"

Zhao Xiaoyu stepped forward and kicked Song Yan straight to the waist with a whip leg.

"Humph!"

Song Yan let out a cold snort from his mouth and kicked out, and at the same time, his arm ran out horizontally, sweeping towards Zhao Xiaoyu's neck with a sharp wind sound.

"Bang!"

The two legs collided in mid-air, making a dull sound, for a while, Zhao Xiaoyu felt that her entire leg was numb, and at this moment, Song Yan's arm had been pumped to her ear, and the sharp wind stimulated her eardrum to buzz.

Suddenly, her face changed suddenly, and in a hurry, she tilted her head back and raised her hand to cut off Song Yan's arm.

But at this moment, the figure flickered, and Song Yan suddenly flashed behind her, and the huge fist quickly enlarged in her eyes, and finally stopped in front of the tip of her nose.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you're defeated!" Song Yan withdrew his fist and smiled at her, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Xiaoyu found it difficult to accept this result.

"Your strength is not as good as mine, you shouldn't fight me, if you entangle me with speed, I may not be able to defeat you!"

Song Yan said quite sincerely.

"Okay, don't make excuses for me, defeat is defeat, I, Zhao Xiaoyu, can still afford to lose, say, what do you want me to do?"

"That's not necessary, it was just a joke!" Song Yan chuckled.

"No, you have to put forward a condition!" Zhao Xiaoyu said through gritted teeth.

Seeing that the other party insisted, Song Yan's face suddenly turned grim: "Then you teach me the three major skills of your Zhao family boxing!"

"The three major stunts of the Zhao family can't be passed on, you change the conditions. Zhao Xiaoyu said with some twists.

"I only thought of this condition, since I don't spread it, forget it!" Song Yan shrugged indifferently, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Zhao Xiaoyu called Song Yan again.

Song Yan turned to look at her.

"I have to discuss this matter with my brother, and I will answer you next time you come to the martial arts hall. ”

"Okay, I'll wait for your news!"

After leaving the martial arts hall, Song Yan called up the system interface again, and his fame value only increased by 1 point, because his second fight with Zhao Xiaoyu ended quickly, and he was at the door of the martial arts hall again, so no one else saw it except the girl at the front desk.

"Hey, I knew that I would defeat Zhao Xiaoyu directly in the ring, so that I could earn more fame!" Song Yan sighed secretly.

Suddenly, he casually swept his eyes and found an advertisement for a pianist outside a café with an hourly wage of 50 yuan and working hours from 8 to 10 p.m.

For a while, Song Yan had a trace of interest in his heart: Why don't you try it?

[Author's digression]: Thank you for the reward of [Little Mosquito] [Ji Shao].