Power Fantasy

Chapter 111
Except for Zhao Shijun Jinpin and Zhao Luozhu, the people present at the table were meeting Yizhe for the first time.

Seeing that he was only as old as Jin Pin, he was naturally dissatisfied with Yi Zhe's seat.

It's just Zhao Shijun's favorite guest, and no one dares to criticize.

Soon a big iron stick more than a foot long, dressed in fat and thin mutton skewers, appeared in front of several people. The hot oil was still sizzling on the meat, and the light golden meat was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and the big grains were scalded. Ran's fragrance is really a feast for the five senses from eyes to ears to nose to mouth.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao made the gesture of invitation, he grabbed a bunch of small pieces and began to savor them.

Although the second young master's family banquet is full of delicacies, they are all Yangzhou cuisine, also known as official cuisine, and they are all less oil and salt.

To maintain health?Keep in good health.Is it delicious?tasty.Does it taste good?accurate.In Yizhe's opinion, there is really no such aroma as grilled skewers.

Only when people are tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas, will they return to the basics and like green vegetables and tofu.

And Yizhe hadn't eaten enough delicacies from mountains and seas, which gave the second young master the situation of returning to basics.

On the contrary, these men from the snow-capped mountains have the opportunity to eat like this at least four or five times a year, so grabbing this skewer, Yizhe eats it better than them.

If the god of novels cares about every detail, I'm afraid this eating appearance is no longer in line with the personality of the second young master.

And Dr. Wen was thinking about how to praise this young talent in order to please Mr. Zhao.

"The young hero is extraordinary, and he must have the weapon in his body. He is very powerful. The Jiangbei Conference is bound to shine, and the young hero can help him. This martial arts leader is even more in the pocket of the sage."

Yizhe got goosebumps when he heard it, and while chewing the mutton, he politely returned to "Where is that?"

Maybe people in the world of novels don't know where self-effacing means.

Zhao Luozhu sneered, "When others praise you for being great, you still have to ask why you are so shameless."

Dr. Wen also widened his eyes in surprise, and then said awkwardly, "Young hero is amazing from head to toe."

Seeing him say that, Yizhe really laughed out loud.

Okay, this meaty mouthful is spraying onto Elder Zhang's face.

Elder Zhang was already angry in his heart. Didn't Yizhe join the club with his art, and he immediately sat next to Zhao Shijun, on his own head.

I feel sorry for Zhang Yifeng, who had worked so hard to recruit him to join the club, but died tragically under Zhao Luozhu's fist.

Yizhe hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Elder Zhang didn't appreciate it, and instead asked Zhao Shijun, "Sage Lord, does my whole sect judge talents according to martial arts, respect martial arts, and put the capable ones first?"

Zhao Shijun looked at Elder Zhang intriguingly and said, "Of course, this is the foundation of our sect."

Elder Zhang looked at Yi Zhe, "The young man is full of martial arts and full of confidence, I wonder if he is worthy of his seat?"

The implication is that Yizhe is not someone who is second only to Zhao Shijun in martial arts.There is actually a provocative meaning.

In fact, Elder Zhang didn't dare to say that to Zhao Shijun, but with Zhang Yifeng's death, he would have no chance to walk the right path in this sect, his career was almost at the end, and his heart was ashamed.

Although Yizhe spit out this mouthful of meat is definitely accidental.

But Elder Zhang believed that it was arranged by Zhao Shijun. In order to humiliate himself, he finally decided to kill them all.

This is simply, do not do anything, and start first.

Yizhe quickly shirked, "You want to sit with me, so I'll give it to you."

After all, in the enemy's camp, it's better to be careful, so he stood up. In fact, if Yizhe's words were tough at this time, Elder Zhang might be in a better mood.

Hearing Yizhe say this, it seemed that he was telling himself that he, Elder Zhang, was not worthy of Yizhe's action.

"No reason!"

"Hey, you, I've apologized, and I'll let you sit here, what else do you want..."

"If an apology is useful, what's the use of having a yamen?"

Zhao Shijun didn't say anything to stop this farce.

But Yizhe thought about it calmly, Jinpin's seat was still ahead of Elder Zhang, and he estimated that even if he couldn't beat Elder Zhang, he wouldn't be defeated in a few rounds.

In the worst case, if you want to save your own life, you still have capital.

In this case, there is no need to bear it anymore.

Elder Zhang has already taken two steps forward, hitting Yizhe's lower abdomen with an inch-by-inch fist.

I saw the fist with a one-foot-square arc, including the white air mass, and there were sparks of electricity.

This outgoing energy is much stronger than Zhao Luozhu's, and now I can no longer use the power of Tai Chi to throw him down like I did against Zhao Luozhu.

This time, he hurriedly took a few steps to the left, which was really embarrassing.

Before he could stand still, Elder Zhang took a step forward, and another punch followed. Although he dodged the punch, he felt burning pain when the punch swept across his face, and blood was already oozing when he touched it with his hands.

Yi Zhe couldn't help being furious, he was still thinking about the skewers in his hand, but the iron stick was more than a foot long, so it could be used as a sword.

When Elder Zhang's third punch came, Yizhe stopped hiding and thrust straight forward to deliver the punch.

The iron pick pierced through the electric arc on the fist, and the mutton on it was instantly burnt and smelly, smoking like black charcoal.

Yizhe couldn't help being shocked. Fortunately, he didn't think about carrying the arc and using Tai Chi Kung Fu. If it was him, he wouldn't be alive.This old boy is serious!

Under such high temperature, the head of the iron stick had already melted, and before it hit Elder Zhang's fist, the iron stick shortened rapidly.

Now my hand is about to be connected to Elder Zhang's electric arc.

Yizhe quickly pulled his hand, and half of the iron stick had melted, and the heat was transferred from one end of the iron stick to the other.

Feeling his hand was hot, Yizhe subconsciously took off the iron stick, and the molten iron splashed onto the curtain of the curtain, and the high temperature quickly burned through the holes, and the entire curtain burned.

Elder Zhang shouted to the outside, "Come on, hurry up and escort us, this fellow is going to set fire to us!"

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yi Zhe is no match for Elder Zhang at all.

Yizhe is only number 116 on Bai Xiaosheng's weapon list, and Elder Zhang, as the chief elder of the top martial arts gangs in Jiangbei, is still in the top 50.

What's more, there are many other masters in the banquet, and this flame has only just started, even young and old, it is very easy to put it out or escape.

Elder Zhang's escort shout was really superfluous.

The two of them fought like this, and the flames had already begun to lick the curtain weakly, almost reaching Elder Tang's buttocks, but it was strange that no one put out the fire.

But the dozens of young masters outside, hearing this call, filed in one by one. Surprisingly, more than half of these dozens of young masters guarded Elder Zhang, not him. In front of you.

(End of this chapter)