Dark Guard leader C debut

As soon as Xie Pingge said "let your master come", Zhang Yiwei and Zhang Yiwei's eyes became even darker.

If they were young people, their hearts would have been screened by "SOS", but unfortunately they were not, so their hearts just collapsed, and they didn't know whether they should persuade Xie Pingge or the other party's master.

The nephew was also confused.

Xie Pingge is about the same age as him. Although he is a little taller than him, he looks a little smaller than him.

When he saw the other party, he was still muttering in his heart, could he really fight the other party? If something happened to the other party, would this count as intentional hurt?

In the end, before he could finish his muttering, Xie Pingge dropped such a shocking sentence, which made him completely unable to react.

However, Zhang Yiwei and Zhang Yiwei's eyes were completely dark, and their faces were pensive, as if they were thinking about the feasibility of Xie Pingge's suggestion.

"Who do you think is better?"

"Come on, Agan. If you come on, junior brother, if Ping Ge wins, it will be fatal, and it will become a kicking hall; if Ping Ge loses, it will be even more fatal. As our invited guest, are we worthy of him?" ?”

"Actually, I don't think the second possibility will happen..."

"I think so too, so I can't let the junior brother go. Although he is younger than us, he is not young anymore, and he is not very resistant to beatings. On the contrary, A-gan is young, so it's okay to temper it a bit."

"Makes sense."

After the two muttered in low voices, Zhang Yiwei cleared his throat and said, "Pingge, although Agan is young, he is the most powerful of the younger generation in our Zhang family martial arts school. He participated in the martial arts competition two years ago and won won the runner-up in the junior group."

Although the martial arts competition is a foregone conclusion, how to compare, with whom, and the result of the competition are all undecided.

Xie Pingge participated in the recording of this documentary because of his invitation. No matter from which point of view, he can't let the other party suffer, so if there must be a comparison, Zhang Gan is indeed the best candidate.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiwei had a helpless smile on his face.

Say the old man has a high emotional intelligence, he has done such a thing for the guests; say he has a low emotional intelligence, the person selected can save the face of the guests as much as possible, it really makes people wonder how to evaluate it.

Xie Pingge is not picky about the candidates for the competition.

The elders have the advantages of the elders, and the younger generation has the characteristics of the younger generation. As long as the opponent can fight with him, he will be happy.

So he nodded, Zhang Gan breathed a sigh of relief, and led a group of people to the competition stage.

The competition stage is located to the east of the Zhang Family Martial Arts Hall, and it is the busiest place in the martial arts hall during Chinese New Year.

"Besides, it is when there are peers coming to kick the gym. Whenever this time, the martial arts arena will be very lively," Zhang Yiwei explained to the camera, "This is the tradition of each martial arts gym. After all, learning martial arts and Learning is different, and no amount of theory can compare with practice.”

As Zhang Yiwei spoke, lively voices came from everyone's ears.

Xie Pingge's hearing was better than theirs, and he heard it earlier than them, so he was not surprised to see such a lively scene ahead.

Xie Pingge was not surprised, and the others were even less surprised. They walked through the crowd to an old man with hale and hale hair, and greeted him.

Xie Pingge didn't care about the other party's "offensive power", and also called "Mr. Zhang".

The old man responded in turn.He looked at Xie Pinge, and slowly opened his mouth: "I have seen your "Grey and White City"."

This beginning was beyond everyone's expectations, even Zhang Yiwei was full of surprise.

"You are very strong, and your way is very unique, so I want to see what you look like in real life. Don't look at that brat who has greeted every martial arts school, but you are the one we dislike the most in this industry For this type of actors, you can get their polite treatment by saying hello, but you can't get their sincere approval, but if you win Agan, it will be different, they will sincerely recognize you, follow-up The recording can also save a lot of problems.”

Xie Pingge didn't expect the other party to say this.

He was slightly taken aback, then laughed: "Okay, thank you, old man."

Mr. Zhang glanced at him: "Don't thank him too early, we'll talk about it after we win."

Xie Pingge nodded generously.

Zhang Yiwei looked at Mr. Zhang in surprise, and the latter snorted coldly: "You think I'm going to give him a bad blow?"

Zhang Yiwei and Lian Wu shook their heads quickly.

Don't dare, don't dare, don't look at the old man's age, he still has the ability to beat them up, they don't dare to seek their own death - although they really thought so before the other party said that.

Xie Pingge didn't know that because of his own existence, he almost caused the father and son to fight against each other. He went to the competition stage, looked at the crowd around him, and realized once again that he had entered a new world.

In this world, martial arts competitions are just martial arts competitions, and the eyes of the onlookers are full of curiosity and anticipation, excitement and joking, but not lifeless or numb.

This made Xie Pingge slightly close his eyes.

This is a contest, not a fight, and he doesn't need to fight anymore.So... It's time for him to find a better way that suits him better.

Thinking of this, Xie Pingge opened his eyes again.

The aura exuding from him made Zhang Gan tense up instantly, and also made the onlookers in the audience straighten their backs instantly, and stopped discussing.

Xie Pingge stood still, staring at Zhang Gan, his eyes from the opposite face, to the neck, to the chest, to the limbs.

If he's right...

As soon as Xie Pingge's idea came up, Zhang Gan's sixth sense as a martial arts student made him take the lead.He had a hunch that if he continued to delay, he might not be the opponent's all-in-one enemy.

Zhang Gan came aggressively, and the power brought by the fist wind made Xie Pingge feel threatened for a long time.

Xie Pingge narrowed his eyes instantly, his body was earlier than his consciousness, and he had already stretched out his hand in the direction of the opponent's neck.However, he reacted very quickly. Halfway through the shot, he remembered where he was doing, abruptly changed his movements, and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.

Severe pain came from his shoulder, Zhang Qian's fist stopped, and the original attacking action was retracted and turned into a block.

Zhang Yiwei took a deep breath and couldn't bear to watch any more.

Lian Wu also rubbed his shoulder empathetically and shook his head.

Zhang Gan's choice is too bad. If he continues the action just now, uses his own attack to ease the opponent's offensive, and there is still a 50.00% chance to fight with Xie Pingge for a while, then once he accepts the move, it is tantamount to giving up the only one. The opportunity to fight with the opponent may hand over the victory.

The judgment of the two was not wrong. Once Zhang Gan accepted the move, it was tantamount to giving up the initiative completely.

He wasn't Xie Pingge's opponent in the first place, not in strength, experience, and momentum. Once he lost even the chance, he would be beaten by Xie Pingge.

Xie Pingge's style is also different from all the people he has met. If other people are fighting methods, Xie Pingge is more like hurting people. Every move and style is aimed at his vitals.

If he was an ignorant bastard, he might still be able to parry Xie Pingge's attack, but he was not. He knew that something would happen if Xie Pingge's attack was implemented, so he was timid and tired of parrying , It was completely defeated in less than 5 minutes.

Xie Pingge watched the opponent lose, with subtle disappointment flashing across his expression.

so fast?He forcibly changed the way of killing into the way of hurting people. The power has been reduced by more than one time. He thought he could fight for a longer time...

Unlike Xie Pingge who hid his disappointment very well and looked calm on the surface, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Zhang Gan lost just like that?He didn't even touch the opponent's clothes, so he was defeated like a mountain?This, even Zhang Yiwei in his heyday couldn't do this, could he?

"I definitely can't do it," Zhang Yiwei said without hesitation when he heard people talking about it. "In terms of strength, the current Agan is not much worse than the original me, so..."

Before Zhang Yiwei finished speaking, everyone already understood what he meant.

Mr. Zhang frowned in thought, and after a while, he turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man next to him: "Little Shishi, you go up."

As soon as the words came out, all the people who heard the words looked over in unison.

The "Little Eleven" in the mouth of Mr. Zhang is his youngest apprentice and Zhang Gan's master.Unlike Zhang Yiwei Lianwu who chose the entertainment industry, this person has never thought of leaving the martial arts gym. If there is no accident, he will be the next successor of the Zhang family martial arts gym.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Yiwei and Zhang Gan finally chose Zhang Gan to be Xie Pingge's opponent, because the matter of winning the future heir of the martial arts school... From all aspects, the nature is quite complicated.

Mr. Zhang knew this, and after he finished speaking, he added: "You decide yourself. If you don't want to go, let Lian Wu go."

Lian Wu never thought that he could be shot while lying down.He really wanted to complain, but it was better to do it himself than the junior brother, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

The middle-aged man called "Little Eleven" thought for a long time, then shook his head: "You don't have to go, brother, I'll go, brother is not his opponent, there is no reference value."

Lian Wu said "Hello" a few times, but the middle-aged man ignored him and went straight to the stage.

Xie Pingge, who was about to step down, saw someone coming again, his eyes lit up for a moment, but after he looked at the other party, his slightly bright eyes were put away by him, and turned into solemnity.

This person is very powerful, even more powerful than that person just now.

This is not necessarily strength, but that kind of feeling, which is completely different from that of a newcomer.

More serious than Xie Pingge was the middle-aged man. As soon as he came on stage, he knew how Zhang Gan lost.

Although it is well hidden, Xie Pinge has a faint but indelible deterrent to martial arts practitioners, a deterrent similar to the wolf king's deterrent to wolves.

This kind of deterrent effect becomes more obvious in the battle. Even if the strength is equal, it is easy to lose due to confusion, let alone their strength is not equal.

As for himself, his strength is not comparable to that of Xie Pingge, but he has an advantage, the advantage of experience.

In the case that Xie Pingge can't kill him, this advantage can prolong the time for the two to fight.

The fact is indeed the case, because Xie Pingge can't make a deadly move, it is inevitable that he is a little bit restrained.

However, this restraint did not make Xie Pingge depressed, but made his eyes brighter and brighter.

It's been a long time... He hasn't felt pressure for a long time...

This subtle excitement tapped the protective layer that Xie Pingo put on himself little by little, and after a few minutes, he finally made a gap in the protective layer, leaking out a little bit of his well-hidden sense of danger.

The face of the middle-aged man changed slightly. After all, human instinct still overwhelmed human reason, which made him make an obvious mistake.

Xie Pingge is best at spotting mistakes. He already had the upper hand, but now he seized the opportunity brought by the opponent's mistakes and directly controlled the field, winning once again.

This time the fight was not long, it only lasted 7 minutes, but compared to just now, this fight obviously made Xie Pingge much more comfortable.

He stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man and said "Thank you, let me go." Looking at the pure and happy eyes of the other party, the latter wondered if he had hallucinations before.

Was that dangerous shadow that seemed to reach out to him at any time and break his neck just now, the real Xie Pingge, or an illusion caused by his unstable mentality after being suppressed for a long time?