I want it all

The next day, the two got up early and rushed to the martial arts hall.

The sky was bright, and the inside was already full of people.When it was Maozheng, Shi Hongying came out to preside over the contest.

"Two out of three matches, each side will send three players, one-on-one, as soon as possible."

The rules were well understood by those present, so she only said a few words, and then called out the martial art of the competition: "In the first match, Tianqin Sect vs. Yihuifang."

The Tianqin sect is fighting with Huazheng, Huaqin and Liu Sushuang.The painting zither is made of zither, the painting of qin is made of qin, and Liu Sushuang holds a black iron wicker with barbs in his hand.

In Yihuifang, young master Nongying, Liufang and Jinyi are fighting, and the three are holding guqin, pipa and brush respectively.

The people who fought were on the first floor, and there were dense crowds of people in front of the railing on the second floor.

When Su Lang saw Young Master Nongying, he couldn't help turning his face to look at Shen Feiyun's expression.

Shen Feiyun smiled and looked back: "What?"

He already understood this sentence when he asked it, but it was difficult for him to explain it to Su Lang, so he said casually: "You think too much, and you don't have anything."

Su Lang naturally knew, but the scene of Shen Feiyun hugging Mr. Nongying was vivid in his memory, and he couldn't get it out of his mind, which made him worry about it.

He lowered his eyes: "I didn't think about anything."

Shen Feiyun gradually understood Su Lang's thoughts, and realized that what the other party said was against his will, so he had no choice but to reach out and rub the other party's earlobe.

During the conversation, the field has already started to fight.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Tianqinzong's paintings of zithers and zithers won over Yihuifang's Liufang and Jinyi.

"It's fine to lose," Su Lang said, "Mr. Nongying doesn't know martial arts at all, so he doesn't need to appear. Presumably Yihuifang learned that he was going to fight Tianqinzong last night, and he felt that he would definitely lose, so he chose fame." The biggest, but weak-handed Mr. Nongying appears on the stage."

He was rejoicing for Mr. Nongying, so he didn't have to be ashamed.

Although I was a little jealous in my heart, I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

Shen Feiyun only felt that he did not love the wrong person, and occasionally there were times when his teeth itch with hatred, but most of the moments were comfortable after all.

It's been a long time, and three games have passed.

Shi Hongying finally raised her head to look at Su Lang, and shouted, "In the next match, Duyuanwu will face off against Hengtong Bank."

As soon as the words fell, Su Lang flew down lightly and walked to the side of the second brother.

Chen Gan on the other side saw Su Lang, and couldn't help but sarcasm: "Isn't this the closed disciple of Liuxiu City Lord? I thought you were such a noble son, and now you are also Shen Feiyun's crotch. Did you remember that?" I am from Yangzhou, I really don't feel ashamed."

This Chen Gan is the owner of Hengtong Bank, and he is considered a wealthy family in Jinling.

But the Su family didn't pretend to be polite to him, but they looked down on his behavior.

It was hard for him to catch Su Lang's "handle", so he naturally had to speak sharply to get back the anguish he suffered in the past.

Su Lang heard the words, but before he opened his mouth, Su Chao on the side was extremely annoyed, and asked Shi Hongying directly: "If I hit him, will it be considered a violation?"

"It's best not to." Shi Hongying lazily said.

If something good or bad happens, it will be her fault in the future, but the gain will not be worth the loss. Naturally, I have to speak out to stop it, but I can't say it too truthfully, which is why I am so light-hearted.

Su Chao is upright but not unreasonable. Hearing Shi Hongying's words, he is willing to sell favors, put away his three-pointed temper, and sneered: "Master Chen, you'd better keep your mouth clean, and don't say anything about being brave, so that you don't get hurt. I will suffer for a while."

"I'm afraid of you?" Chen Qian was full of confidence.

For this contest, he paid a lot of money to hire three masters, all of whom are well-known figures in the world. Even if they face Su Chao and Wu Xiang, they will never lose.

"The three masters under me will definitely let you know what etiquette, righteousness and shame are!"

He first invited a long-bearded man carrying a nine-toothed rake, and said respectfully: "I also ask Mr. Lai to do his best."

"Naturally." Lai Ba replied.

Standing upstairs and looking at it, Shen Feiyun couldn't help laughing out loud, isn't this the person who fled in Lingxiao Temple that day?

"Mr. Lai?" Shen Feiyun said loudly, "You are so handsome, do you still remember Shen?"

Lai Ba looked up, snorted coldly, and ignored him.

A few years ago, Jian Yike pretended to be hypocritical, entertained everyone at Ling Xiao, and asked for an antidote for Emperor Xiaowen. This Lai Ba flattered and flattered him, and was ridiculed by Shen Feiyun, and then chased away by Su Lang pretending to be Mo Tingfeng. sweep the floor.

Su Chao, Hua Zheng, Liu Sushuang, Gao Yan and others all witnessed this scene that day, and they are also present now.

Such an embarrassing thing, Lai Ba naturally holds a grudge in his heart, and he can't forget it, and he can't help cursing and imagining that he beat Shen Feiyun and Mo Tingfeng until they burst into tears.

Shen Feiyun's greeting, although he didn't mention it clearly, made Lai Ba instantly think of something embarrassing.

Lai Ba didn't hide it, and he didn't have a good face.

But the rest of the people didn't know why, and thought that Shen Feiyun was a flirtatious person, but he didn't even let Lai... Lai Ba go!

It is also Shen Feiyun's notoriety, otherwise Lai Ba's image would not be related to Fengyue anyway.

When Su Lang saw Lai Ba, his face was expressionless, and he stepped out indifferently. He didn't even bother to put on a show. He stood upright on the spot and said coldly: "So it's you."

"Do you recognize me?" Lai Ba was a little surprised, and sure enough, his reputation is far and wide.

Su Lang nodded: "I'll give you a hand."

When Lai Ba first heard that Su Lang wanted to give him a hand, not only was he not angry, he didn't feel humiliated at all, on the contrary he was a little happy.

He didn't wait for Su Lang to repent, and said with a smile: "You said this, you are too arrogant, let me teach you a lesson today, and let you know that you can say anything but big things!"

Su Lang waited for him to finish speaking before making a move, with his right hand behind his back, instead of drawing his sword, he only swung a palm with his left hand.

The strong wind, like a surging tide, instantly submerged the opponent.

Lai Ba triumphantly swung the nine-toothed rake, ready to rush forward, but was forced back again and again by the wind of the palm, his chest felt stagnant, and his breathing began to slow down.

Su Lang didn't wait for Lai Ba to react, and swung out another palm.

This time, the strong wind spread very wide, directly hitting Chen Qian who was on the edge, causing pain in the opponent's heart, and thinking that he was about to die.

It is as difficult as reaching the sky to release the internal force from the outside, but Su Lang swung two palms in the blink of an eye, the depth of the internal force was rarely matched by anyone back then.

Su Lang subdued Li Changbai in the corridor half a month ago, and the palm he swung was frightening.

But now that these two palms came down, there was no sound.

The people on the second floor were also affected by the palm wind and tried their best to maintain it. Some people had already started to retreat.

Shen Feiyun calmed down and applauded: "Good work."

Hearing this, Su Lang turned around and smiled slightly.

Those who had difficulty opening their eyes were amazed when they saw this smile.

But this smile was fleeting, and when he looked closely, only Su Lang's thin and handsome back was left.

"Do you still want to hit?" Su Lang asked Lai Ba, "If you want to continue, I can accompany you, but I will never be so polite again, and your right hand will be disabled with one palm, what do you want?"

He talked about the matter of disabling a person's right hand as lightly as eating and sleeping, as if it was not worth mentioning, but he did it by the way.

But no one doubted this sentence, and no one dared to test whether it was true or not.

Lai Ba's face was livid, and he held the rake tightly with both hands.

It is extremely costly to release the internal force, no matter how deep Su Lang's internal force is, he will never be able to last ten palms.

Raiba wants to fight again...

Su Lang said coldly: "You think too slowly. I'll count to three. If you don't answer, I'll cut off your right hand with one palm."

Lai Ba gritted his teeth with hatred.

If this Su Lang asked him if he was convinced and willing to admit defeat, he might say a compliment, and then he would go downhill.

But when Su Lang said that his right hand would be abolished, if he admits it, it would seem that he was afraid, rather than admiring Su Lang's martial arts.

Lai Ba stared at Su Lang closely, thinking whether Su Lang was just arrogant and arrogant by nature, or whether he was deep-minded and deliberately embarrassing him.

Even letting him have one hand at the beginning has now become a proof of his own inadequacy.

How could Lai Ba swallow this breath!

"Three—" Su Lang counted calmly.

"Wait a minute!" Lai Ba made up his mind, "I admit defeat. Your martial arts are unfathomable, and I am willing to admit defeat. It is my skills that are inferior to others, so I have nothing to say."

"Okay." Su Lang said expressionlessly.

His tone has not changed from the beginning to the end, and it has become another kind of publicity when it is flat to the extreme.

Since Su Lang heard Lai Ba admit defeat, he stopped looking at him and turned to ask Chen Gan: "Who is next?"

Chen Gan endured it, thinking that he won two out of three rounds. Although Lai Ba lost to Su Lang, the remaining Su Chao and Wu Xiang were by no means as good as Su Lang, and he was sure to win.

At this moment, his vigor has been reduced by half.

Chen Gan was about to walk up to Kong Qi and ask Kong Qi to fight, but just as he took a step, his pants suddenly fell off.

In an instant, the room was full of laughter.

Su Lang said softly: "Isn't this Chen Gan from Hengtong Bank? I thought you were such a face-to-face person, and you can't even wear pants well. I still remember that I am from Yangzhou. I really don't think it's embarrassing. I even How can you have the face to teach others a lesson if you don't even care about etiquette, justice, integrity and shame?"

Chen Gan pulled his pants with both hands, his face flushed, and he said angrily: "You! You! You! You Su Lang!"

Su Lang frowned, and asked: "I just slapped you lightly, to teach you a lesson. Being merciful is not enough to make Mr. Chen become demented. Why can't he even say a single sentence?"

"Just wait and see!" Chen Qian roared, "I will definitely give you good fruit to eat!"

Su Lang only glanced at Chen Gan calmly, said "I'll wait", then flew upstairs and stood beside Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun patted Su Lang's shoulder and asked, "Why do you care about these harsh words?"

In his heart, Su Lang would not care what others said.

"He mentioned you." Su Lang said seriously.

The implication is that it doesn't matter if he mentions himself, but if he ridicules Shen Feiyun, he must not let it go lightly.

Because he knew that he didn't care about other people's words, but Shen Feiyun did. Shen Feiyun would feel uncomfortable and would retort.

Shen Feiyun's heart suddenly softened, and he raised his hand to push a lock of Su Lang's hair behind his ear, and said softly, "Thank you."