Long Yin also recites poetry

Calling him "Junior Sister" because of his age?

But Tang Qingfeng's address at this time, on the contrary, made the ignorant Tang Danxing unable to react in time. After he returned the gift in a daze, he suddenly realized: the person in front of him is said to be going to a showdown with him. My young master Tang Qingfeng! ! !

Tang Danxing said without hesitation: "You, you, you...you are the young master...Tang Qingfeng?"

Tang Qingfeng nodded with a smile: "Exactly."

"Ah?" Tang Danxing asked again, "Are you really Tang Qingfeng? Did you lie to me?"

"It's absolutely true!" Tang Qingfeng looked around, puzzled and said, "Why...isn't it like that?"

"...Like, like..."

Tang Danxing looked at the gentle and cheerful Tang Qingfeng, and thought of his sister Tang Qingrong's gloomy face all day long and her scolding like a thunderstorm, he couldn't help feeling deeply, as twin siblings, why their personalities are so different ?

Just when Tang Danxing couldn't help but guess whether this so-called "Young Master of the Tang Sect" was a big joke sent by the old lady Tang under the guise of Tang Qingfeng to play a big joke on the disciples, fortunately Tang Qingfeng asked questions in time Immediately terminate his extremely dangerous idea...

"Start?"

"Start? Ah... oh, start, start..." Tang Danxing shook his head violently a few times, and nodded again and again hastily.

"Please!" Tang Qingfeng said.

"Please, young master!"

Tang Danxing, who had had many fantasies about Tang Qingfeng, was interrupted by this episode that was extremely inconsistent with the aura of the competition, and many complex emotions such as uneasiness, worry, excitement, curiosity, etc. in his heart miraculously disappeared.

Seeing that the two were about to start a formal battle, everyone on the field was excited and stared at each other with bated breath, for fear of missing any exciting fight!

Tang Danxing immediately set his posture. Seeing that Tang Qingfeng was still in that casual and lazy posture, waving the fan lightly in his hand, the meaning was very clear, that is, you invited first!

"Please be the first to invite!" Tang Danxing was eager to try, and being able to fight against the young master of the Tang Sect was not an opportunity for everyone!

"Let me, the touchstone, come and test the reality of our young master of the Tang Sect!"

Tang Danxing suddenly made a move without warning, he took two steps forward, and immediately made a move, the quickness of his technique and the precision of the hidden weapon throw immediately made everyone applaud!

The expression on Tang Qingfeng's face remained unchanged, his left hand moved slightly, and it was the same move, but everyone could clearly see how he made the move, they couldn't help but look sideways, and what's more, they booed wildly... …

Tang Danxing had already shifted his shape when the hidden weapon was shot, and shot several darts from left to right with both hands, Tang Qingfeng was no longer in the same place at this moment, his movements were still slow and calm, but he barely avoided those darts, which brushed against him The corner of his clothes flicked, as if he would be pierced by the hidden weapon if he was a step too late.

And at the same time when the two were performing lightness kung fu, there was an extremely clear "ding" sound from the middle of where they were standing just now—it turned out that this sound was actually caused by the collision of the hidden weapons of the first move they performed!

At the same time, Tang Danxing also narrowly avoided a hidden weapon that Tang Qingfeng shot. While breaking out in a cold sweat, he began to manipulate the hidden weapon he had planted just now.

Hearing only two sounds of "bang, bang", he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, he was startled suddenly, turned over and jumped back, and another double escaped the attack of the opponent's puppet.After dodging this series of attacks, he looked up, and saw that the other party was still shaking his fan calmly, and his clothes fluttered in an unnatural way, obviously he just got out of trouble!

Tang Danxing breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "It seems that we are just the same! If I can compete with the young master, I will be pretty good!"

While secretly complacent, he let go of his hands and feet to wrestle with the opponent.Tang Danxing, who thought he had found out the truth of the other party, felt that the competitive side in his heart was never before excited!After all, if you can defeat the young master in one fell swoop, it is tantamount to becoming famous in one battle - that is quite enviable!

Unexpectedly, no matter what kind of moves I make, whether it is a fierce attack or a watertight defense, the opponent will always look lukewarm, although the moves are slow, they come out like flowing water, and each move They are all out-of-the-box martial arts of the Tang sect, without the slightest shadow of martial arts of other sects—Tang Danxing couldn't help feeling a little dazed, he thought to himself, could it be that the fact that Tang Qingfeng was accepted as a disciple by Yihua Palace was just a rumor?I should have read it right, he is obviously our authentic Tang Sect martial arts?

Not only him, but all the disciples who watched the battle had such a question in their hearts!

The competition between the two lasted for half an hour!

Tang Danxing only felt that his mouth was dry from the beating, and he was sweating profusely in the cold wind, with wet clothes sticking to his body, which was extremely uncomfortable, and he also found helplessly that his physical strength was gradually exhausted!

On the other hand, his clothes were fluttering, and he dodged calmly—although the rhythm of his shots was indeed slowing down with him.With the current situation, Tang Danxing couldn't help feeling excited, as if he just persisted for a while, and he would definitely have a chance to defeat him!

However, the two sides persisted for another half a moment, and Tang Danxing was already exhausted at this time, and it was really hard to hold on!

God!Who knows why the opponent is stuck at the limit of his own moves every time he makes a move?Among the happy audience in the audience, who can understand his suffering at this moment and here?And who knew that he tried his best to dodge almost every time?Almost every time a hidden weapon passed by and a puppet suddenly appeared behind him, he broke out in a cold sweat instantly!

At this time, Tang Danxing couldn't help thinking: "The gap between me and him...is it really just half a catty?"

"stop!"

Just when Tang Danxing couldn't help but want to give up and admit defeat, Tang Qingfeng actually called out?

The two sides stopped immediately, and Tang Danxing tried his best to support his legs, so that he would not suddenly fall down and fall to the ground...

"Why, why... why... stop?" he asked, panting heavily.

"After fighting for so long, I'm a little tired. I think my brother is also tired, right? Instead of continuing to fight endlessly, why don't you all stop and take a rest?"

Everyone on the field saw that the young master ignored the rules and honor of the competition, and offered to take a rest regardless of his face. They were really disappointed!All the disciples in the room felt a sense of loss, and everyone showed their contempt and disdain without hesitation!

"So good!"

Tang Danxing was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he immediately agreed loudly. Seeing that the judges on the stage had not said anything, he jumped off the high platform and ran away in an instant - he was afraid that if he stood for a while longer, he would really not be able to hold on and would have to stand in front of everyone. Face disgraced!

Tang Qingfeng walked back leisurely and contentedly amidst everyone's ridicule and spurning, as if the person who had been fighting with the middle and upper disciples in the Tang Sect for more than half an hour just now was not him!

At this time, he inadvertently noticed the direction of Wang Zhijun on the stage, and under the undisguised eager eyes of the other party, he had no choice but to walk over with a very helpless smile.

"what are you doing?"

Grandma's scolding was all over her face, but Tang Qingfeng still smiled like a spring breeze, as if she didn't feel that she had done something extremely embarrassing!

"It's just a martial arts competition! Everyone has seen a lot of scrupulous fights. It's fun and easy for me to fight like this. Everyone is kind, how nice!"

"Hmph," Wang Zhijun glared at him fiercely, "You have to remember your identity! Next, hit me hard and with all your strength! If you keep messing around like this, it's not good for me. No good fruit for you!"

"understood!"

Wang Zhijun's shrewd and wise eyes never noticed that when she mentioned the word "identity", Tang Qingfeng's eyes flashed a trace of disgust and helplessness very quickly...

In the second competition, Tang Qingfeng's opponent was a certain winner in the previous competition. Naturally, this person had also seen Tang Qingfeng's competition just now, so he felt that he had a chance to win, and he already had a heart of contempt.

The opponent was formidable, but what puzzled everyone was that Tang Qingfeng's level seemed to have suddenly improved. The scene of fighting with the opponent at this time was very similar to the confrontation between Caiqi and Tang Danxing just now!

However, even so, there were still no bright spots in Tang Qingfeng's moves.The moves were still so slow, and the evasions were still so shocking—everyone who had hoped for Tang Qingfeng once again were disappointed again by coincidence!

The subsequent competitions were even more lackluster. No matter what kind of martial arts the disciple used, Tang Qingfeng would follow the same example and use the same martial arts; no matter how hard the disciple used, he would also use the same strength; the disciple made a mistake Mistakes, he also made the same mistakes, every move was like a monkey imitating the movements, not at all more brilliant than the opponent.

draw

"You can't be on the stage!" Wang Zhijun shouted angrily on the stage.

"Hehehe...that's absurd!" An old man watching the battle beside her twisted his beard with his hands and was watching the competition with relish, "Little baby is good at martial arts! A child as big as this in the Tang Sect, Those who can reach such a level of skill are probably not many..."

"Senior laughed..." Wang Zhijun naturally understood this, but he was just angry that his grandson refused to obey him.The elder praised her, and she couldn't help but soften her expression, and sighed: "It's just that this child is too ignorant! Such a grand occasion, he treats it like a joke, I think he will give me another draw this time...