Zhang Xiaohua walked back slowly while discussing serious character issues with Zhang Xiaohu.
Since you know that you can enter the fourth round safely and easily without doing it yourself, why not do it? Zhang Xiaohua was in an extremely relaxed mood, humming a country tune very rarely.
Zhang Xiaohu listened carefully, but it was "Sister, you sit on the bow, brother, I'll go ashore!"
He couldn't help being taken aback, and thought to himself: "Where is there such a song in Guozhuang? Why haven't I heard it?"
When the two returned to their original place, the third round of competition was almost coming to an end, and many disciples hid aside to adjust their breath.
Zhang Xiaohu felt envious, and said softly: "Xiaohua, look at how good they are. At such a young age, they have the opportunity to practice profound inner skills and exquisite boxing techniques. When we were so young, we were still busy helping in the fields. Dad and mother are working."
Zhang Xiaohua didn't take it seriously, she shook her head slightly and said, "Second brother, everyone has their own way, and they are different. Although they can glimpse the mystery of martial arts, they also lost the opportunity to enjoy family happiness with their families. The ancients The goodness of the cloud: Between gain and loss, how do you know good or bad?"
Then he comforted Zhang Xiaohu and said, "Now, second brother, you see, you have your Daxia Wen to teach you martial arts, and I also have my own Big Dipper Fist and Piaomiaobu. "Compared to when we first came to Pingyang City, it is nothing like cloud and mud. You must be content to be a human being."
Zhang Xiaohu nodded, and said: "Yes, no matter what, we are mud-legged people from the countryside. It's really not easy to get to this point. We still need to be grateful."
Zhang Xiaohua turned to look at Zhang Xiaohu, and said, "It seems that the second brother is connected."
"Yes," Zhang Xiaohu let out a long breath, and said, "Whether you want to or not is not a question. Whether you can think about it or not is a very realistic question. Since Master has included me in the door wall, it is naturally important for teaching martial arts." Otherwise, he wouldn't have stepped forward in front of the public, the neglect for a while must have been justified, I'll just be myself, regardless of the vicissitudes of life in the world?"
"Well done, Second Brother," Zhang Xiaohua clapped her hands and praised, "Then the gate of your small courtyard should be closed tightly?"
Zhang Xiaohu looked calm, and said: "Closed is open, open is closed, why bother?"
"Dizzy~" Zhang Xiaohua looked puzzled: "Closed is closed, open is open, how can you say so contradictory?"
Zhang Xiaohu also explained, and said in a low voice: "In the future, you will naturally understand."
While the two brothers were talking, they heard another burst of yelling in the arena. The final round of the second stage of the Martial Arts Competition finally started.
Zhang Xiaohu patted Zhang Xiaohua on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Xiaohua, this is the last match, do your best, whether you fail or win, you have left a solid footprint in the martial arts competition."
Zhang Xiaohua patted the dust off her butt, grinned and said, "Second brother, just look at mine."
Before the two of them reached the venue, they heard a long voice from inside: "No. 250, where is it? Come quickly."
Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohu looked at each other and ran quickly inside.
Now that the Martial Arts Competition has entered the final round of the second round, there are only 32 disciples who have advanced in the entire Young Eagle Hall. The last competition starts at the same time, and there are only 16 games, that is to say, there are only 16 students in the arena. There are competitions. Naturally, these arenas are all concentrated in the center.
At this time, a lot of people had already gathered around the sixteen arenas, looking forward to the exciting competition.
Zhang Xiaohua responded and ran towards the ring inside.
Zhang Xiaohu also followed behind, but when he passed the ring where the competition was held just now, he was still very careful, ran over, and carried the escalator on the edge of the ring behind his back.
Just a joke, this is a must for Zhang Xiaohua to enter the ring. As the second brother, I don't worry about it, who can I count on?
Don't look at Zhang Xiaohua didn't learn lightness kung fu, but this fellow ran no slower than others, when Zhang Xiaohu looked back, he had long since disappeared.
Fortunately, the square is full of radish heads, and Zhang Xiaohu's height is not afraid that Zhang Xiaohua's figure will not be found.
But no, look over there, isn't it Zhang Xiaohua? Standing anxiously under the arena, looking left and right, waiting for the magic weapon to enter the arena.
Zhang Xiaohu hurriedly lined up the disciples who were watching the excitement, and leaned the escalator on the ring under the surprised eyes of everyone. Seeing this situation, there was a burst of whispering, needless to say, they were all discussing the function of the escalator. Zhang Xiaohua's face has never been so red as today, and she made up her mind to go back to the first place in Huanxi Villa.He is not a brainless person, so he immediately dodges, but his light body skills are not strong, and he doesn't have the Misty Step movement skills. Where can he avoid this mere arena with a few steps?
Zhang Xiaohua immediately forced him to a corner of the ring without a few tricks. If he didn't fight again, he would be forced to leave the ring. Therefore, Tang Shi had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight with Zhang Xiaohua to compete with Zhang Xiaohua. This Tang Shi was indeed a genius, at the last moment, the strength of his fist and the momentum of his moves were no less than Zhang Xiaohua's. After a few moves, Zhang Xiaohua was forced to retreat a few steps. However, with the feeling of fighting Tang Shi earlier, Zhang Xiaohua already knew that Tang Shi was already in a situation where the thief was going to empty the building, and she could defeat him as long as she worked harder.
As soon as Zhang Xiaohua's spirit rose, her fists kept coming down like rain hitting plantains, making Tang Shi only able to parry and have no power to fight back, but even in this stormy attack, Tang Shi was also full of tenacity , no matter how hard Zhang Xiaohua tried, how he attacked, he just kept on parrying, waiting for the last moment to come.
Tang Shi was not in a hurry, but Zhang Xiaohua was naturally in a hurry. He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes and be eliminated by a draw, so he took a deep breath and attacked with even more force. His punches were all where Tang Shi had to parry, one step at a time. One step pushed him to the edge of the arena, Tang Shi turned his back to the audience, although he couldn't see the scene behind him, but he retreated a lot, and he had a rough idea in his heart. Moreover, there were many Tang Shi's brothers in the audience, and someone reminded him from time to time Said: "I can't push anymore, there are still four or five steps to be forced down."
Tang Shi might dodge, but Zhang Xiaohua was determined this time, and didn't give him any chance to dodge at all, and he didn't have any more strength in his body, parrying Zhang Xiaohua's fist was already very strenuous, even more so. Don't talk about forcing him back.
Seeing that they were on the edge of the ring, Zhang Xiaohua was secretly happy, mustered all the strength in her body, and shouted: "Go down!"
As he said that, he hit Tang Shi's chest with his fist, which was full of strength.
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