Chen Siya and the three of them glanced at each other and whispered, "I met this person again, what is he doing standing at the door of my house?"

Jiang Hao shook his head and said, "I don't know!" What you just said...... Is it all true? ”

Chen Siya nodded: "I'm sure that terrible old lady exists, but I don't know where she went and what happened to her, in short, this hillbilly is also very strange."

"Don't talk about him, he's seen it." Qi Qi felt uncomfortable, and pulled Chen Siya, "It seems that something has happened to your martial arts hall, let's go in quickly." ”

Saying that, the three of them hurriedly walked towards the gate of the martial arts hall.

Zhou Fengchen felt very depressed, this is not the same as the imaginary farm yard, where parents, brothers and sisters, grandparents are all at home, and after hearing his identity, a group of people hug each other and cry bitterly!

What the hell is a martial arts hall? What's going on inside? Why did these three people come along?

Seeing that the three of them were about to enter the gate, Zhou Fengchen hurriedly stopped them and asked, "May I ask, ...... here?"

"You go away!"

Qi Qi was about to cry, and before he could finish speaking, he shouted, pulled the other two and walked inside.

"Ugh!"

Zhou Fengchen smashed it, smashed his mouth, and walked to a middle-aged man with an umbrella in front of the door, "Uncle, ...... here"

"Don't talk." The middle-aged man was impatient, "It's going on inside." ”

"I'll rub!" Zhou Fengchen scolded secretly, separated the crowd and squeezed in.

There were a lot of people inside, crowded into a whole courtyard, one by one with umbrellas, silent, and the rain trickled on the umbrellas, making a rustling sound.

In the middle of the courtyard there is a ring, on which two young people are fighting, there is a row of people sitting on each side of the ring, and there are people with umbrellas behind them, as if they have a lot of status.

Chen Siya and the three of them walked to the inner row, and behind an old man with silver hair in the middle, he also stared intently at the ring.

"Excuse me......"

"Shut up!"

"...... here, please?"

"Don't talk!"

"Hello, sister!"

"Get out!"

"Uncle, you ......"

"Look at the ring, watch the ring!"

Zhou Fengchen asked people one by one, but no one was willing to deal with him, so he couldn't help but hold back his anger, what is this?

He couldn't help but look at the ring, and at this look, he couldn't help but pout, this is a competition? How do you play like a child?

The two people in the ring, one in black and the other in white, the one in black has a big braid like a Qing Dynasty person, has a donkey face, shoots quickly, and has a lot of strength, while the one in white has a pimple face, and his movements are relatively soft and calm.

"Wearing black clothes is a sanda way that wins with strength and is unbreakable, but it's too bad! Those who wear white clothes can't brake quietly, and they are beaten out of anger, and their pace is chaotic, which is even worse! The one in white is going to be defeated! Zhou Fengchen learned from his father's tone and couldn't help but sigh.

Seven or eight people around looked at him curiously and asked in unison, "What did you say?"

Zhou Fengchen ignored them and said softly: "Five, four, three, two, one!" Pour! ”

Bang! The man in white in the ring slipped under his feet, was kicked out by the man in black, and didn't get up for a long time.

"Wow!" The eyes of seven or eight people looking at Zhou Fengchen changed instantly.

The man in black in the ring clasped his fists and saluted, and said triumphantly: "Accept!"

"Good!" Behind him, a group of people dressed in black and sitting in chairs applauded.

The faces of a group of people in white clothes sitting on chairs opposite were very ugly, and the old man in front of Chen Siya sighed and said: "Except for Ah Zhen who barely won one, and lost all nine of the remaining games, Gu Wu has followed routines all these years, lacks actual combat, and is not an opponent in free fighting."

An old man next to him nodded and said, "Old Chen, let's not win, but we want to step down today!"

Chen Lao nodded, his face full of disappointment.

Chen Siya pouted and said, "Grandpa, don't fight all day long, it's too rude, learning martial arts is to strengthen the body, not to fight."

Old Chen patted her hand dotingly and said, "Little girl, you don't understand!"

"Chen Yuan Martial Arts Pavilion! Please come up with someone who can take it, don't be all showy, you can't help but beat it! ”

The man in the ring laughed, provocative, and the group behind him also laughed proudly.

Chen Laoqi's face turned blue, and a middle-aged man next to him hurriedly said: "Master, don't be angry, this person is Jiang Suoshen's founding apprentice, and his strength is very strong, why don't I go up and compete with him!"

"!" Chen Lao slapped the handrail heavily, "We martial arts practitioners pay attention to a seniority, then Jiang Suoshen's Shaolin master is the same generation as me, and you are the same generation as him, you go up to fight with his apprentice now, and it will be disgraceful if you win, what if you lose?" Where do you put my old face? ”

The middle-aged man stopped talking.

Chen Lao sighed again, "Let Ah Qing and them go up and see if they can win!" ”

This side ordered to go down, and a group of indignant boys and girls in white over there went into the ring one by one, and the two sides saluted each other and started fighting!

"What about this time? And this time? ”

The seven or eight people in the crowd were all martial arts fans, and seeing that Zhou Fengchen's analysis just now was the Tao, and his guess was also very accurate, he couldn't help but let him make an analysis and judgment again.

Zhou Fengchen blinked and said, "That's the case, I want to ask, is there anyone here who has lost their children at home......

"What to lose a child? I'll talk about it later, analyze first, analyze first. Seven or eight people were not at all interested in his questioning.

Zhou Fengchen was already very impatient, he looked around, and he didn't see anyone who looked very similar to him, he wondered if he had gone to the wrong place, glanced at the ring casually, and said: "The white clothes will lose in thirty seconds!"

"Why?" Seven or eight people asked in unison.

"This white dress is very good-looking, but the steps are vain, the moves are weak, the body is very weak, and it is messy! Not a black opponent! Zhou Fengchen said casually.

Seven or eight people nodded, stared at the ring intently, and counted gently: "Thirty, twenty-nine...... Five......"

Syllable!

Sure enough, the white clothes held on tightly for twenty-five seconds, and they were knocked out of the ring by the black tiger's trick, and they planted three heels in a row.

"Hahaha...... "The black clothes flicked their long braids, and they couldn't be proud, "I gave in to the boy!" ”

"It's infuriating! I'll meet you! Another man in white jumped into the ring.

"Dude, you're awesome! And this time? The seven or eight people next to Zhou Fengchen asked again.

"Within twenty seconds!"

"Twenty and nineteen...... Three ......"

Syllable!

Seventeen seconds of defeat in white clothes!

……

There were more than a dozen people in white clothes in a row, but none of them could last a minute under the black clothes, Chen Lao's group of people turned purple with anger, and the black clothes were not happy.

A group of people around Zhou Fengchen have already thrown themselves to the ground for the five-body body he admires, and in more than a dozen games in a row, none of them have made a prediction error, and some are even accurate to which second!

It's horrible! Who is he?

On the spot, someone saw that his face was wrong, and asked about his origin.

"Hey! What do you do? Which martial arts gym do you have? ”

……

"Who else?" The man in black clothes and long braids in the ring looked around the crowd, quite a bit of an invincible opponent.

Chen Lao's breathing accelerated, and a group of people next to him were silent, while a group of people in black clothes and sitting on chairs opposite him were full of contempt, and a bearded man in the middle got up and hugged his fists, smiled proudly, and was about to speak, when someone in the crowd under the ring suddenly shouted: "I!"

Swish! Countless pairs of eyes looked at the shouter in unison.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, he was annoyed by the people around him, he just shouted "I" casually, and wanted to say "I rely on".