The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Wang Wei's state made Zhou Zihao feel even more uncertain.

He had paid attention to the match between Wang Wei and Wang Feng just now, and he hadn't figured out Wang Feng's defeat until now.

The fat man in front of him can actually knock a professional fighter out of the ring without touching the opponent's body, what kind of skill is needed for this.

Zhou Zihao's thinking is very close to Hou Xiaonan's.He also thinks that Wang Feng will not play fake matches, because this competition for recruiting relatives is too important for small and medium families like them.

Because as long as he wins the competition and becomes the son-in-law of the Yang family, it means that he has won more than half of his life.

Backed by the first family, sitting on endless wealth, surrounded by beautiful women, driven by the ultimate dream of this man, no one will play fake matches.

Therefore, Zhou Zihao's final conclusion was that the fat man in front of him was absolutely a master!
Zhou Zihao has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is still very confident in his own skills. He has made up his mind that as long as the opponent does not attack, he will never take the initiative to attack.Braking with stillness, the enemy does not move, I do not move, this is the way to win!

Ever since, the weirdest situation in the whole contest of recruiting relatives appeared.

Wang Wei and Zhou Zihao stood motionless on the ring stage, their eyes fixed on each other all the time, as if they were looking for each other's flaws, trying to kill the enemy with one move.

"Hey, what's the matter with these two people? Why don't you do it?"

"What do you know! This is a master fight! Let me tell you! Based on my many years of experience, I bet that the duel between these two people has already started in each other's consciousness!"

"Wow! Is it true? Do you want to exaggerate like this?"

"Where is it exaggerated? Look at that Wang Wei's figure, do you really think it's fat? Let me tell you, it's a sign of fullness in the body!"

"..."

The audience in the guest seats did not think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and a few of them actually started the live commentary mode, and their mouths were full of froth...

Yang Chen looked at the two people on the ring, but his brows were always tightly frowned.

Because he could see that this Zhou Zihao's foreigner's kung fu had already reached a certain level, and compared to Wang Feng just now, it was only higher than lower.

It's okay for Wang Wei not to move now, as long as he moves, the other party will see that he is bluffing, and Wang Wei will be defeated with just one move.

The two of them just stared at each other on the ring stage, standing motionless for more than ten minutes.

Wang Wei finally moved, his right leg slowly stepped back half a step, then squatted down slightly, his arms protected the door and assumed a defensive posture.

Zhou Zihao didn't understand, so he thought to himself, shouldn't an expert of this level take the initiative to attack?Why are you still on the defensive?

Is it—

Did I frighten him with the strategy of static braking? !

This idea made Zhou Zihao secretly happy, so he decided decisively——continue

Do not move!

Wang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched his right arm forward slowly, and then curled up four fingers with the palm facing up, leaving only one index finger.Pointing at Zhou Zihao from afar.

"Did you see that! Wang Wei is going to use his ultimate move! I dare say, with this finger, Zhou Zihao will be blood-splattered for five steps, and die on the spot!"

"How did you see it?"

"Hey, look at this starting gesture, and then look at his lower body. This is clearly the Yiyang finger that has been lost for a long time in the Jianghu!"

"Is it true? Isn't Yiyang pointing to kung fu in novels?"

"Old hat, the novels are all adapted from reality, and Yiyang refers to this kind of unique knowledge, which is even more powerful than what is written in the novel!"

Several people were discussing in low voices when they saw Wang Wei making the next move.

He ticked Zhou Zihao with his index finger, and then shouted angrily, "Come here!"

This was something that no one had expected. He put on a posture, but in the end he still didn't make a move...

"Hey, have you lost your mind? What kind of a Yang finger is this? Isn't this just street tricks fighting?"

"You know what a fart! This is called Wude, do you understand it! What do you know about the master's tricks!"

People in the audience were discussing in low voices, but Zhou Zihao on the stage was worried.

Although the fat man was bluffed by himself, if he persisted in this stalemate, if he accidentally exposed a flaw and was caught by the other party, he would be in danger!

No, you must not be the first to show your flaws and be caught by the opponent!

So, Zhou Zihao recalled Wang Wei's actions just now in his mind, and did it exactly as before.

Take half a step back, squat down, extend your arms, flex your fingers, and hook your hands.

"Come here!"

The amateur commentator in the audience was blowing his mouth full of foam, but when he heard Zhou Zihao's words, he was at a loss for words. No matter how you look at it, this is just a fight between two street thugs...

Wang Feng, who was already sitting at the guest table, saw this scene, and couldn't help being secretly proud of his wise decision just now.This Zhou Zihao is a complete idiot!
The two people on the stage continued to face each other in this posture for 10 minutes, and the people in the audience even began to eat melon seeds in boredom...

Wang Wei took a deep breath, then slowly stood up straight, and made a "retraction" movement.

"Brother Zhou, it's not an option for us to continue in such a confrontation. Why don't we discuss it and how about a different way of fighting?"

After Zhou Zihao heard Wang Wei's suggestion, he immediately nodded hurriedly: "What brother Wang said is very true, and I have the same idea!"

Wang Wei nodded, pondered for a while and said: "I feel sorry for each other with Brother Zhou. I really can't bear to fight to the death. How about our Wendou?"

"Wen Dou?"

Zhou Zihao was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "What is Wendou?"

"Wen Dou, we don't have to fight to the death, and we don't hurt the dignity of both parties."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it!"

"How about this? We don't need to make physical contact. Both sides occupy a corner of the ring, and draw a circle with only one person under their feet. We will use our power from a distance to push the opponent out of the circle. The first one to get out of the circle will lose, how about it?"

Zhou Zihao frowned and thought about it, and immediately felt that something was wrong, because he was practicing foreign boxing, and he was still a thousand miles away from releasing his true energy!

And from Wang Wei's move to knock Wang Feng out of the ring just now, it can be seen that he has probably reached the state of exuding his true energy.

With this kind of rule, wouldn't he be bound to lose?

Just when Zhou Zihao was hesitating, he glanced at his sister Zhou Na who was watching the battle in the guest seats.

At this moment, Zhou Na was answering a phone call while looking at Zhou Zihao on the stage.

Zhou Na, who hung up the phone, suddenly had a big smile on her face, then took out a lipstick, wrote a few large characters on the palm of her hand, and showed it to Zhou Zihao.

"He doesn't know kung fu."

Zhou Zihao, who has always been obedient to his sister, can't help but wonder at this moment, is this fat man really not good at kung fu?

Then how did he defeat Wang Feng?
Did Wang Feng take his money to play fake matches?

The hesitant Zhou Zihao was silent for a while, and finally decided to trust his sister.

"Okay, as you said! However, I have to attach one condition!"

Wang Wei smiled slightly, "Brother Zhou, please tell me."

"You have to show me your kung fu first. If you push me out of the circle, I will admit defeat. If you can't push me out, even if you lose, I don't need to do any more kung fu. How about it?"

"Okay, let's do it!"

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he waved to the referees in the audience, "Mr. Referee, the rules of the game have changed a bit, and now you need to decide the outcome."

The referee felt all kinds of depressed, thinking what do you think of me?Come and go when you call?
However, as a member of the Yang Lin Club, the referee returned to the ring very cooperatively, stood in front of Wang Wei and listened to him finish the rules.

"Mr. Wang, are you sure you want to use this method to decide the outcome?"

After listening to Wang Wei's words, the referee was stunned.

Do you think you haven't finished bluffing people yet?That Wang Feng just now was clearly pretending, his heartbeat, pulse and breathing were all normal. If this is a professional league, you will be investigated by the referee for match-fixing every minute!
It's fine if you don't expose you, how can you get worse?
"Mr. Referee, I'm sure, is there a problem with my rules?"

The referee was silent for a while, looked at Zhou Zihao and asked, "Mr. Zhou, do you agree with this kind of competition rules?"

"yes, I agree."

"Okay, then I will enforce the law according to the rules you set, please prepare!"

After the referee finished speaking, he waved to his two assistant referees. After the two came to the stage, they drew two white circles at the two corners of the ring.

"You two, please enter the circle, I want to announce the start of the game."