Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Zhang Nian shook his head in a daze and said.

"I really don't have this one. Brother Yidao just asked me to use it for self-defense, and later I met his father, and his father just said that this thing was given to me, and he didn't say anything else. Yidao's father disappeared for no reason, and I couldn't find him."

After listening to Zhang Nian finished speaking, Tang Shan's expression became more tangled.

With his eyes fixed on the knife, he muttered.

"That's not right. It is said that the Bai family's sword technique has always followed the Qibao Glazed Sword. Now that the sword is in your hands, how can there be no sword technique?"

While talking, Tang Yun said.

"All right, all right, you guys don't want to discuss this kind of thing any more. Eat well today and rest well. As for the rest, we'll talk about it later. By the way, Zhang Nian, when is the time for your martial arts competition?"

When Zhang Nian heard Tang Yun's words, he calculated carefully. Suddenly, his movements stopped in place.

He stared blankly at Tang Yun.

Tang Yun understood what Zhang Nian meant in an instant, and she said in embarrassment.

"No, is it tomorrow?"

Zhang Nian nodded.

That night, after a few people ate a little, they all went to bed early.

When the sun rose the next day, everyone only heard a sudden sound of running in the corridor.

Tang Yun was wearing her pajamas, rubbing her sleepy eyes and pushing open the door, only to see Zhang Nian clutching her stomach in pain and rushing towards the toilet.

A few minutes later, he hunched over and walked back step by step.

Tang Yun hurried up to support him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Before the words fell, Zhang Nian's stomach rumbled and Zhang Nian suddenly turned around and ran away.

Tang Yun stared blankly at the toilet in front of her, and seemed to understand something in her heart.

Zhang Nian was squatting in the toilet at this moment, only feeling a cramping pain in his stomach, and could not help but curse a few words.

It turned out that Zhang Nian really couldn't control it last night, so he ate two more meat skewers.

Who knew that this meat skewer made him have diarrhea directly.

Originally, his stomach was a little uncomfortable last night, but he thought it was because he ate too much.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Nian couldn't bear it the next morning.

Seeing that the time for the competition was coming soon, everyone had packed up, and only Zhang Nian was left lying on the sofa by himself, looking out weakly.

"This is how to do."

Tang Shan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, circling around non-stop.

Tang Yun also frowned, looking at Zhang Nian.

At this time, Tang Shan walked in front of Tang Yun and couldn't help complaining.

"It's all your fault. You eat what skewers you eat. Where did your skewers come from?"

Tang Shan was rambling on, when he heard Zhang Nian speak with difficulty.

"Okay, okay, I don't blame others, it's because I ate too much, but I still have to go to today's competition."

With that said, he turned around and struggled to get up.

Zhang Nian knew that no one else could be blamed for this matter. Everyone ate last night.

But everyone is fine, the only difference is that they eat a little more.

It's all right now, and I'm starting to run belly.

Originally, Zhang Nian didn't know much about Guiben Ichiro's strength, but now he directly discounted his own strength.

This game seems to be not easy.

When a few people were about to go out, they saw several convoys suddenly approaching the door.

Zhang Nian frowned, Yishui's luxury car parked at the door, looking majestic.

Could it be that Ichiro Guimoto couldn't wait and brought people here directly?

However, when getting off the car, Zhang Nian saw the two brothers of the Yang family.

When he saw Yang Chuan and Yang Lin, Yang Fei laughed all over. He waved at them and said.

"You came just in time."

Yang Chuan came over, smiled and said.

"I heard from elder brother that Master is going to compete, so we will definitely come over to help."

However, before he finished speaking, Yang Chuan had already noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Nian.

He looked Zhang Nian up and down and said.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Nian waved his hand in pain and said.

"It's okay, let's go quickly."

Yang Chuan looked at the people next to him, and it seemed that they also had helplessness on their faces.

He didn't want to ask too many questions, so he could only inform the driver that after everyone got in the car, they walked towards the karate gym.

At this time, the gate of the Kongshou Gate was already crowded with people, overcrowded.

It is estimated that Guimoto Ichiro knew that he would not be able to escape this time, so he simply wanted to stir up this matter.

If Zhang Nian loses, it is estimated that Zhang Family Tai Chi will disappear in the entire Qingyun City in the future.

As soon as Zhang Nian's motorcade came over, all the reporters surrounded him with a whoosh.

Although he was suffering from unbearable abdominal pain at this time, he still reluctantly pretended to be nonchalant and got out of the car.

"Master Zhang, I don't know if you have the confidence to win the opponent this time."

"This can be regarded as the battle of the century in our Qingyun City, Master Zhang, please tell us your thoughts."

"Master Zhang, what do you think, that you actually challenge the number one ranked Ichiro Guimoto?"

It was already not easy for Zhang Nian to be able to move forward normally at this time, so how could he have the heart to answer these boring questions.

When she first entered the door, Tang Yun had already walked away from their team, and went directly to the reporter's group.

After getting off the car and walking to the competition hall of the karate gym, Zhang Nian's face was covered with fine sweat during the short 100-meter journey.

Seeing Zhang Nian like this, the people next to him discussed it one after another.

"Hey, did you see that Master Zhang's face is sweating."

"It seems that he doesn't have much confidence this time."

"Isn't it frightening, or nervous?"

As he was talking, he saw a group of people walking in front of him.

The first one in front of this group was none other than Ichiro Guimoto.

I saw Guiben Ichiro walking in front of Zhang Nian with a sneer on his face, and said coldly.

"Master Zhang, although we are talking about today, it seems that you didn't come very early."

Zhang Nian reached out and wiped the sweat off his face, and said.

"I'm not late anyway, what am I doing here so early, you guys are ready, the time is up, let's go up and do it."

"Okay, be bold."

After Ichiro Guimoto finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Nian's face coldly, and seemed a little surprised.

When everyone turned around and walked towards their own place, Zhang Nian unexpectedly found that there were still a few familiar faces in their team.